Posted on August 19, 2012 at 10:57:45 AM by BADR
 Greed appeared, only now, to be his flaw and weakness. With several visits to the commons, the stallion had haphazardly stumbled upon the peak and it’s irresistably high population of women, just screaming for his attention and begging for him to act. Briefly, he had considered the warriors route, but there had been no honor in beating a woman senseless in order to rip her companions from her side, so instead he had taken the more peaceful route, which had begged him for his skill in stealth and intelligence.
Soon, his newest prizes of war and theivery would be stepping up on his doorstep, and he would get the chance to run through the whole ordeal that he had already gone through with Vesti, not once, but twice more. Perhaps he didn’t mind- he had always preferred women with a touch of fight in them. Earlier that morning, he had located a single leaning palm tree that stood near the edge of the dunes and close enough to the shore that he had an admirable view of the comings and goings of the ocean. Blinking against the sun that gleams off the white heads of the waves that ebb against the pale sands of the beach, the stallion spots a lean body washing up, emerging from the sea and moving slowly up the sandy shore towards the hot, desert hills further into the terrain. He quietly stalks her from afar, dark eyes skimming across the cream skinned beauty as she moved deeper and deeper into the dunes, never flinching at the heat or the ever shifting sands under her feet. From this distance, he admires her, watching her walk, and eventually duck behind a small dune and take solace in the scant amount of shade offered there that would disappear within the hour. Introductions were not needed right now, instead, he utters a small word as he walks slowly past her. “Come.” Heading in the direction of the first and smallest oasis, he would offer her food and drink before he invited her to attack him with questions. badr The unmoral vigilante. stallion. flaxen liver chestnut. unknown crossbreed. ee aa ff. fifteen & three hands. eight years. russell. |
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- Everything Burns. - By Evrona August 19, 2012 at 06:12:51 PM
- pulling your puzzles apart - By Valencia August 19, 2012 at 07:48:35 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 24, 2012 at 07:06:44 AM
- Everything Burns. - By Evrona August 29, 2012 at 11:15:50 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 24, 2012 at 07:06:44 AM
- pulling your puzzles apart - By Valencia August 19, 2012 at 07:48:35 PM
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