>>A mate?<<*

[daron]

Dagggers brought me here. I looked around
and whinnied softly into the wind, so that it may carry my whinny throughout
all of the Common Lands. I smiled and trotted around the place was beautiful. I
looked at and searched everything. Finally I sighed, done. I waited for a
stallion to come and claim me as his mate. Yes, that is why I had come.

[.::.immortal.::.]

M a r r a r
All good things come to an end

So, the games had begun. The hellion eyed the wandering vixen, enjoying her innocence for the present. A smirk crawled over his dark mug. Poor little minx. You cannot escape pain, you cannot escape heat. And darling, the cruel brute thought to himself, you cannot escape me. His onyx claws dug into the firm soil beneath. The traction was solid, but should the prancing evenecce try to flee, it would be no large task catching and punishing her.
It was simply too easy.
He treaded heavily across the terrain, dark, venemous eyes sliding over her figure in approval. He was not a heavy dark, not a draft breed with heavy feathers too slow him, nor immence muscle to fight for him. He fought with a vicous tounge, cruel mind, wicked paces, and malice. The ebonite shadow slipped to her view, approaching her sideon. Already his lippids formed a false grin, as to invite her to him. And darling, he retraced his thoughts as her sent enflamed his velvety nares, you cannot escape me...

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