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Post by simon on May 25, 2012 14:36:08 GMT -5
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hooves clinked as the frail bodice dragged herself upon the rocks. she had recieved much abuse from the elements and it was starting to tick her off that they had kept her from her home for so long. they had kept her from her home, her foals, and her love. if the blue tovero bitch could, she would tear into the elements...but she was no God. she was close too one though but not one herself. fangs grinded together, resulting in a shooting pain running up her jawline. tail flipped at her blue sides in irritance as she climbed her way up the steep peek. damn northerners had to live in the mountains...the area was no place for the species that she was. but she would not give in to the rouch terrain. she had been mocked by the other northern mares before for not being able to keep up with Hellborn when navigating the lands. that would not happen again. she would make sure of that. she was home...and she was coming more ferocious than ever.
pelt twitched as the small flakes of frozen rain scalded her painted pelt. skadi lacked the winter coat that practically every northerner would have at this time. that did not affect her though....she would be tough. she would not show weakness to any northerner that may doubt her. grunting with effort, skadi pushed off with her back legs...launching herself onto the flat land of the peak. flicking her banner into the icy wind, the mare allowed her tresses to flow in her dark blue gaze. orbs darted...searching frantically for anyone that she might have been acquanted with before she found herself in a foreign land. the peek seemed to be empty of life....that realization sent a pang of desperation running through her. pinnacles flickered atop her elegant crown before she decided to continue forward...deeper into the lands. usually this time of the year mares would be flaunting their asses across the cliffs, just begging to be bred by the strongest brute. that meant that they were flaunting for Hellborn. a snarl ripped from her raw vocals when she thought of the appaloosa bitch Hurricane being bred by her King. there was no need for more foals like Nexus in the world...and there was certaintly no need for Hellborn to start running around with other mares. the thought both ticked her off and depressed her. what if she was too late? would he even accept her back?
the blue tovero mare was getting more restless by the second. she had been walking the lands perimeter for a short time...but there should have been more out on the peek. the northern herd was among the strongest! they did not get that strength from being low in numbers! so why was everyone hiding their hides? front leg darted outwards, assaulting the snowy ground with her dagger. Hellborn! she yelled lightly into the thin air. a sigh escaped her maw as she heard no response. Extassai! Spartacus?. skadi tried again to attract her blood before her..but still there was no answer to her pleading cries. the queen dropped her cranium in defeat and her lids closed painfully over blue orbs. she had come back and her family was no where to be seen. had they left without her and hex..? had they found a new life?
occ; yucka yucka! They will get better as we go along though ^_^
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll YEAR 1, SPRING
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Post by ForeverPain on May 25, 2012 15:32:08 GMT -5
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The northern king stood on a ledge watching over the empty landscape knowing the harsh weather was on its way. Everyone was in hiding for the most part from the terrible blizzard that was reported and it seemed to be getting worst as it was making it’s way up the mountain. How wonderful would this be! The cold feeling that was creeping into his old injury made him realize he wouldn’t be able to make it back to the inner reaches. He would have to just bunker down and get snowed on. Flying in this weather would be impossible for sure. Even though the wings were still knew it was strange to grow them so late. It had started with strange blisters that began to sprout feathers and they slowly got bigger and bigger until they were up to their massive size. He wasn’t going to risk breaking the bones or getting his feather’s frozen off. Not to mention the fact he was thankfully without his armor; it didn’t fit anymore for that matter. A random growth spurt and wings was the least of his worries though. Skadi was still in his head and heart but the mare was no longer here. She was gone and he was going to accept it. Did it mean he would have another queen? No. Did he mean he would never have anymore foals? Yes. He would remain with the only two he had left though he knew the northern wouldn’t be pleased with that. The thought of their king acting like a gelding instead of a noble stallion would not earn him much respect but he knew if Skadi was dead he had aleast to remember his promise to keep it to himself if it wasn’t her.
The heartbroken beast snorted and began to make his way up the mountain allowing his powerful hindquarters to help get him up the steep terrain. The watered down scent of another made him sigh. It would appear someone hadn’t found shelter so he began to follow the trail to either kill a lost horse of a different alliance or to help a confused member of his kingdom. He stopped to stiff a rock that they had seemed to brush against at some point. It smelled like a mare now and didn’t quite smell northern but with the cold and ice clouding the scents it was hard to tell whether or not he was correct. Slowly but surely his sure footed daggers found their way up the twisted slopes of the mountain to follow the trail of the lost female until he froze hearing his name. His harks stood straight in the air and he inhaled deeply, icy air stinging his lungs, as he listened to the three words screamed. Wait did she say his name? It sounded like…skadi. The northern king didn’t care if he was going crazy but he went from a stand still into a gallop being careful not to slip on the icy ground and rocks in his path. Just above him he could see a delicate painted form; opening his wings he began to flap them sending the snowflakes flying as his massive body lifted to where she was landing behind her.
The king walked to her slowly, standing at her side, and extending a wing to rest on her back knowing that the winter chill had to be getting to her. He allowed hellfire to spread throughout his body controlled to let the heat radiate over to the pitiful blue queen. His dark grey eyes stared from under his tresses into her eyes. ”What has m’lady gotten into?” he asked her looking over her pitiful bodice. She needed to be taken care of even if he had to find a place for both of them to take shelter for the duration of the blizzard. ”How has the queen or the north gotten into this state?!”
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; HellBorn ll gorg x qatar ll eight years old ll 21 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll hellfire, demon form, ram, pulse detection ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1
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Post by simon on May 25, 2012 18:04:07 GMT -5
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an icy breeze rocked across the land making the femmes pelt quiver. the weather was changing quickly...it was getting colder and colder as she stood dormant. a light squeal sounded from her maw as the cold infected her like a drug. it chilled her blood and sent a shiver through her bones. fangs chattered slightly, but she would not move her daggers until one of the ones she called for showed themself. dark blue orbs gazed through the white flurry that was overtaking the peek. if this snow started to pick up, the overo mare would be forced to go into the mountain chambers. she would be lucky if she could even get in...that was if the guards had large enough brains to remember their queen. a snort sounded from her muzzle as she thought of what she would have done if she had been denied access. a guard would be missing some extremeties if he tried to stop her from entering. with the thought of entering..skadi began to think of where her son might have gone. most likely he had gone into the caves in search of Kludd or his little girlfriend, Baiy. an amused look played in her orbs as she thought of her son growing up. he would make her proud. the thought of one of her offsprings brought to mind the twins that she had had with Hellborn. Spartacus and Extassai...how she had missed them. she had missed them growing up..missed practically their whole lives. shame flitted across her features and skadi allowed herself to shiver with her emotions. blue orbs glazed over and the femmora could feel the cold tears running down her cheeks. she had missed out on everything that she had ever wanted.
sniffer inhaled as skadi searched frantically for another. anyone that could possibly calm her nerves down. pinnacles flicked backwards as she heard the pounding beats of another. judging from the beat, they were moving towards her quickly. could this be her son..? had he grown into his adult skin since she had gone..? so many questions that could only be answered if the beast that she heard could hurry and show themselves. it did not take long before her dark blue pools caught sight of the black brute. skadi dragged his scent into her nares, savoring the memories and the feeling that it brought her. just his scent sent a shot of warmth surging through her blue bodice. tears stained her painted cheeks as she turned towards Hellborn. a smirk rolled across her maw as she watched the brute walk to her side. she could see that he had grown..he was considerably larger than she had last remembered. he also had extensions flitting out from his back. a shadow covered her like a cloak as she watched Hellborn unravel his large wings. the feathers that grazed across her pelt sent a shiver of excitement across her pelt. the femme could not help it...she was in season. What has m'lady gotten into she heard him ask her. an amused look casted over her features as she heard his words. No 'Welcome home' or 'Glad to see you'? she asked, her tone amusing. skadi dragged her cheek across the brutes shoulder in a comforting manner. How has the queen of the north gotten into this state?! she heard him ask her, his voice rough. To be honest, im not sure.... her tone dropped octaves as she thought of why she had been gone from the northern lands....she was unsure herself. But im back now she stated, her voice full of her happiness. reaching for his cheek to graze upon her own, Skadi allowed the sigh that had been caught up in her chest to expel through her maw.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll YEAR 1, SPRING
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Post by ForeverPain on May 25, 2012 19:37:32 GMT -5
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The heavy brute smiled weakly when she began to cry. ”No tears; no tears from a pretty girl.” he said smiling and nuzzling where the tears were slowly dribbling down her pretty face. He didn’t want her to cry; that was the last thing he wanted her to do. He wanted her to be happy and well..bitchy like she normally was. He was far bigger then he last was and he was even more heavily muscled then he ever was. He of course had to long and strong wings stretching out from his back. They were still becoming fully feathered at the moment though but they were getting there and getting stronger and stronger the more he could use them. He couldn’t fly very far but he was slowly learning how to and they were getting stronger. He felt her shiver of excitement knowing that she was in season like every single other mare was around these parts which brought a chuckle past his kissers.
He rolled his eyes and snorted tossing his head slightly.”Welcome home Skadi” he told her shaking his head at her. She was always going to be Skadi for sure; always having a big attitude no matter what. He smiled as she nuzzled his shoulder gently and listened to her tone drop. ”Don’t fret Skadi…” he told her nuzzling her neck gently. He didn’t want her to be worried or concerned about what was going to happen to her. He smiled when she said that she was back now and nodded slightly. ”Yes you are. And I’m glad for that. I’ve missed you terribly.” he told her smiling a little and sighing. ”We gotta find shelter fast love. There is a storm a brewing.” he said.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; HellBorn ll gorg x qatar ll eight years old ll 21 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll hellfire, demon form, ram, pulse detection ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1
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Post by simon on May 27, 2012 20:00:56 GMT -5
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The tears seemed to be raining from the mare’s dark blue pools. She couldn’t help it….she felt like emotions and misery were just enveloping around her. Skadi felt trapped by her emotions and the only escape was to let them take her over. She had abandoned her family, her lover, and her two newborns to a life without her. She could only imagine how much her babes probably hated her right now. A mother that abandoned them would probably have no room in their lives….and that was certainly something that the overo femme did not want. If she could, Skadi would drag herself back in time to when she was still on the northern lands. But that was impossible…she was no God even if she tried. no tears; no tears from a pretty girl she heard Hellborn coo to her. a faint laugh flew from her maw as she wiped her cheek onto the black brutes shoulder, mixing her salty tears with his warm coat. A smile fell across her kissers as she felt him nuzzle her. Pretty am I? she joked lightly, a small smirk pulling at the corners of her maw. The joking in her voice reminded her of her bitchy self. She probably thought that Hellborn would get a kick out of it that his queen had not grown all soft and the she was still her tough self. Pinnacles flicked towards the brute as she heard his brief chuckle at her ripple of excitement that she was in season. Playfulness danced in her orbs as she allowed her hips to lightly bump against his own.
Welcome home Skadi she heard him exclaim. She smiled lightly and dragged her own pools towards Hellborn’s. She watched as the black hellbent rolled his orbs at her demand. I saw that mister! she snapped in a joking manner. Banner flicked and lightly slapped at the brutes lower legs. It was only a little punishment for his manner, she couldn’t decide if she would deal out a further one once they got in the chambers. The blue mare cuddled closer to the warm brute, allowing the warmth to heal her like a bandage would. she felt the brushing of the black feathers upon her back and for a moment she quivered. She was not used to the feeling upon her, but she was glad for the cover that they gave her. I’m likin’ these wings she teased lightly as she snapped lightly with her fangs at one of his feathers. We gotta find shelter soon love. There is a storm a brewing. pinnacles swiveled to hear his words, and Skadi nodded in response. She could see that a storm was coming…the clouds that inhabited the north were almost black as her Hellborn’s coat. Skadi started forward, inching herself out from underneath his wings as she headed for the mountains where the chambers were. She allowed herself to move in front of Hellborn, swishing her tail and hips like an invite for him. chuckling lightly, she wondered what the brute might be feeling. A brutes hormones were no match for an in season mare. It amused her how much one could lose themselves when a mare was in their presence.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll YEAR 1, SPRING
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Post by ForeverPain on May 29, 2012 19:44:33 GMT -5
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He couldn’t help but smiled as she began to wipe her tears away on his ebony pelt. He let out a gentle sigh and nuzzled her nape wanting her to be calm and relaxed again with everything. He didn’t want her to have to fret about everything like she seemed to be doing. He knew one of the big things on her mind would be the babies. Of course they weren’t happy about their mommy being gone but Exxy seemed to really have some disliking for her mother now. Spart didn’t seem to see it that way. He was sad his mother was gone but he was sure that Spart would forgive her as soon as she returned and would be glad to have her back. The colt certainly missed his mother and it was clear. He had always been closer to his mother and father then his sister seemed to be. She appeared to be a rather independent little lady that drove the northern king insane.
Oh yes she was indeed still pretty. Even after birthing both Hex and the two trouble causing twins that they had. ”Yes indeed you are still pretty my love.” he told her snorted and tossing his black tresses from his eyes. He couldn’t help but be grinning from ear to ear with her having back in his life. He couldn’t help but feel relaxed now that she was back and he felt like everything was going to be okay. He let out a gentle sigh and let his tail swish lazily back and forth while he listened to what she said as he rolled his eyes. Oh lovely. She was still full of her attitude at least so he was glad to hear that. He felt the whip of her whip cord stinging his hocks but didn’t comment on it further only smirking when she began to cuddle closer to him. He grinned as she told him that she was liking the wings but growled as she took a snap at them moving them away from her.
He perked his thorns as the mare began to let her hips sway walking away from him. He groaned quietly and arched his neck jumping up into a trot after her nipping her rump. He doubted they would be able to get to the chambers by the time that the awful blizzard was going to roll in. He sighed heavily and inhaled deeply taking in her scent enjoying it more then anything else on this damned planet. He snorted again and tossed his head in excitement though he knew it was best to save it for later.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; HellBorn ll gorg x qatar ll eight years old ll 21 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll hellfire, demon form, ram, pulse detection ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1
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Post by simon on Jul 29, 2012 23:26:38 GMT -5
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his soft velvet nose touched upon her painted pelt and she couldnt help but fall deeper into his hold. she had yearned for that touch ever since she had climbed up the mountains with her son. she had done it all just to be back with the hulking brute that now resembled a raven with his long, black plastered wings atop his back. no that she didnt like them, they made him look even more powerful than he had ever seemed before. that and his increasing height radiated "power" and she was sure that the position of King would not be challanged for soon....not with hellborn looking like he did now. but that wasnt the matter...the succubus was confident that no one would dare challange the king, so with a shake of her medicine capped crown, Skadi rid herself of the thoughts. her tears had rubbed off onto his dark pelt...making the area of black hairs stick down where the salt water had spread. a smirk pulled at her kisseres as she turned oceanic pools towards hellborns...allowing herself to get caught in a moment. home...she was home
a snicker played from her lips as she lunged for the tips of her mates new feathered addition. she wanted to catch one in her teeth just to feel it, but she wasnt surprised when the black blob sidestepped out of her reach... a growl vibrating through his vocal chords. a huff flew though her nares as she allowed a look of false dissapointment fall across her features. I should at least be able to touch them if I am going to have to live with them,she mused...as she walked back towards him. but as she allowed her daggers to drag her back to his side, Skadi kept walking. she could feel the storm coming...the clouds blackening with each second that they wasted in the field. they needed to find cover quick or else they were going to get caught in the damned blizzard. she knew that hex was safe from the storm, he had told her that he was going to go looking for Kludd in the chambers. hopefully he had done just that and kept himself out of trouble. Skadi didnt need to find her son bruised and scarred because of the draft colts that liked to bully him around because of his size and stature. he filthy rats that they were, teasing and prodding at the kings stepson. too bad for them they didnt get a warning before he son went after them...hex had proved to have somewhat of a short temper and great fighting skills even if he hadnt finished his military training yet. he was surely making her proud.
snow flakes were already starting to fall, and so Skadi began to sashay away from Hellborn in the direction of the chambers that they would be safe in. as she walked forward, it wasnt far after until she heard the heavy beats of the bulking frame as he trotted behind her. she kept walking although Hellborn seemed to be trying to increase her pace by trotting right behind her. however, that didnt seem to be the case. a shrill squeal ripped from her velvets as she felt a hard nip on her rump. flashing hard and unpleased blue orbs behind her and sending her miscolored tresses in a bunch atop her crest, Skadi allowed all of her weight to fall on her front end as she let her back legs fly. hoping for a connection as her daggers split through the air around the black brutes skull. surely it would be amusing if she had ended up connecting, but guilt...nahh, she would have no guilt for the behemoth. he could take any hit that she could possibly dish out and a little chin music wasnt even the begining of what she was capable of.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll YEAR 1, SPRING
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Post by ForeverPain on Jul 29, 2012 23:43:00 GMT -5
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The northern king could not help but feel something stirring being around the queen he had thought was gone from his life forever. He would have to discover what had caused his beauty to leave him but for now them delicate blue and ivory femme seemed to be chasing after his wing feathers like a cat with a bird. A quick jerk and side step to attempt to keep them away from her was all he could do. The flight feathers had just grown in and he didn't need them to be torn apart. He spent most of his free time preening the long black feathers to make sure that he could use them for flight. It was difficult most of the time but of course he was doing his best. When the queen mused out loud about living with them the behemoth grunted and slowly lowered the delicate extremities within her reach. ”The flight feathers just grew in; please be gentle.” he said with a small grunt. Most of the time the large appendages brought pain from the feathers growing in as well as them reaching their full size.
HellBorn quickly began to trace the trails that he knew so well to a cave he knew they could hide in. It had been used previously as a guard station but when the blizzards came most equines took shelter in the warm Inner Reaches. Of course he would rather be there with his queen curled up and toasty but that wasn't going to happen this evening. He would be trying to keep her petite form warm in an old guard station that he knew would be a frigged shelter at best. ”Things have changed Skadi. Some for the better and some not. Nexus is with some stallion and recently gave birth so she has been out of my mane. Kludd...” he began pursing his lips and sighing heavily dropping his head to shake it. ”..isn't doing well. He has become violent and aggressive. Just yesterday he murdered another colt in a one on one training battle. I'm worried about him if hex and he return to training together. He isn't the same. No one is.” the large hessian said with a heavy frown on his kissers throwing his heavy flints in front of him.
Of course when she began to tease him it just wasn't fair. He was often a hormonal brute to begin with so this just didn't help. It was over encouragement when he was frisky enough with her return. He hadn't been able to be with another mare since her. None of them set him off like she tended to do. The moment he placed the rump on her heart shaped hind quarters he knew he would receive a kick; although he jerked his head up he still caught the end of the kick on his chin clacking his teeth together roughly. He snorted and thrashed his head about bucking and arching his stallion's crest high. Damn mare. It wasn't long before he was catching up to her nipping her flank and then jumping to the side and flapping the great wings on his back to get him jump above her and tugging on her foretresses. With each wing beat the tip of his wings brushed against her back slowly which made the snow flakes falling flutter about.
”Speeeeech!”
Featuring;; HellBorn ll gorg x qatar ll eight years old ll 21 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll hellfire, demon form, ram, pulse detection ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1
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