<font color=brown><i>shiver me timbers!</i></font>

shiver me timbers!
Posted on June 14, 2015 at 02:08:51 AM by Pirate

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The bartering lass was an elusive creature, she was also deceptive and nomadic in her ways and it made settling into herd life foreign to her. Never once had she followed a man back to his domain � and now here she was standing before this empty kingdom. Copper colored eyes, bright and intense survey the Inlet, the stranger�s land. She had slipped away from him early in their travels, her weak body burdening them both � she figured he would assume her dead from predation or that she would in time make her way to stand amongst his flock.
Since her endeavor she slunk around the lands absorbing, memorizing, and taking in all sorts of new foliage. Drinking the crisp and cold water was refreshing and some of the purest water she�d ever drank, not only did she find the nourishment plentiful this season and easier to access with just a simple jaunt, but the water, to her amazement some of it ran hot. Sher aching and battered body nearly melted once it slithered into the warm waters. The first couple days (and nights once she realized they were still a bit cold for what she was used to) she lounged, enjoying this luxury. She loved the feel of the water lapping her legs in the ocean but lavishing in a natural running spring powered by some sort of geyser was its own pleasure.
As a week passed, and then two; her superficial wounds had healed and the burrs eventually fell from her platinum strands. She no longer was hot pink on her snout but a pastel pink, she was no longer dusty but almost metallic gold in the light, and her beach wave mane and tail lightly curled and bounced as she strode about solo. She felt remarkable and much like her old self, someone she�d missed. The weak Pirate, the filthy, needy, exposed Pirate was no more. Her athletic frame was sleek and her lineage made her decent at trekking across the faded paths, her genes provided endurance and strength, with speed just long enough to outrun anything that lived amongst them. The winter would surely prove toughest on this woman as well as most.
Pirate saunters lazily through the lands with no more fear of her weakened state being seen by the true gentleman that�d invited her here or the mares she thought dwelled here. It was a surprise to the blonde to find out the trails were overgrown in many spots and any aromas of inhabitants were long stale on the breeze. He seemed nice, sweet even and it surprised her slightly. Her delicate nostrils quiver as the breeze, one with a salty kick to it picks up. She strides silently to the top of a grassy knoll overlooking the rocky outcrop and then the beach below. A high pitched whistle bursts from her lips and then they quickly pierce together in a patient but somewhat expectant manner, ready now to meet her keeper and a new companion. It was rare she saw a face twice but not unpleasing.

^{mare // Paint // Solid Palomino ee/AA/nCr //

no home // no offspring}

p i r a t e

it's a pirate's life for me

Replies:

One of the Earth - By PAGAN June 14, 2015 at 10:00:19 PM
- ahoy there! - By Pirate June 15, 2015 at 02:40:51 AM
  - One of the Earth - By PAGAN June 15, 2015 at 09:50:51 PM
    - ahoy there! - By Pirate June 17, 2015 at 02:27:42 PM
      - One of the Earth - By PAGAN June 18, 2015 at 02:40:11 AM
        
        ahoy there! - By Pirate June 18, 2015 at 03:07:16 PM
        
        One of the Earth - By PAGAN June 19, 2015 at 03:25:58 AM
        
        shiver me timbers! - By Pirate June 20, 2015 at 06:43:11 AM
        
        One of the Earth - By PAGAN June 20, 2015 at 06:52:24 PM

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