Post by dreamcloud on Jun 25, 2007 13:08:22 GMT -5
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dare to stare?
mybod
Dancing across the frozen grounds, i roam the palace far and wide. Thick pelt of winter ebonice grows all over me, and as i move like the wind my tassels long and full dance. Frame not weak but thick with muscle, daggers of steel leave tracks in the freshly fallen ice that plagues the ground. Tiara held high i prance about, my sass and class all strut out. Optics wide, the flame always burning. My sense of adventure was high and no fear ever touched my dark mind. If one were to spot me from a distance it would appear that i was a prancing light, my pillars moved with grace and style. If one dared near me, the effect would be drastic. Pinned auds and flared nares, optics wide i screamed dark soul. As i moved through the dark palace covered in frozen snow, my breath was evident in the frosty air. For a moment i was lost, but as my bulky bod broke through the bushes shadow was cast and the contrast between my hide and the ground was strong. Rolling back on well muscled haunches i slid to a halt, weight was taken back onto my rear daggers... fore pistons reached to the sky striking out as if i wanted to pull the sun from the sky.
[=]huntsyou
mymind
even as my sweating frame stood still, my mind was in a race. Leading by many lengths i took a moment to ponder on what I had learnt in the last few hours. Nothing important, nothing I didnt know. My father was an ass, i had a half sister and my mother was dead. Yet I stood, not a care in the world, my tiara of spanish decent was held at my crest. A new mission i had, a new goal in life never would i fret over what had passed. My new goal, my new dream... to overthrow the dark queen. Evil glimmer in my blazing optics and barred ivories it was obvious i was not goofing around. I would not attack her full out, not yet at least... first i would work my way into her trust, take my time to get to know the king and the rest of the harem. My seductive ways had been sucsessful many times before and now, with a new plan and a new land, i wore a clean slate.
[=]hates you
myvocals
screeching across the wide spread lands, foredagger stomped and scent flew it was obvious to whom i called. Evil grin plastered across my maw as I was dressed to impress, wearing my dancing shoes. My call was loud and demanding, yet feminine and attractive all in one. The only thing my skank of a mother taught me was how to get what i wanted...
[=]screamforyou
andhere
Alone in the shadows, my pelt of coal and tassels blowing. Daggers standing in the frozen rain that plagued these lands of shadowed gloom. Tiara held at my crest, scent loud and shadow dark. It was obvious who i was and what i wanted, dont f**k with me i seemed to say.
[=]i wait impatiently for you...
dare to stare?
mybod
Dancing across the frozen grounds, i roam the palace far and wide. Thick pelt of winter ebonice grows all over me, and as i move like the wind my tassels long and full dance. Frame not weak but thick with muscle, daggers of steel leave tracks in the freshly fallen ice that plagues the ground. Tiara held high i prance about, my sass and class all strut out. Optics wide, the flame always burning. My sense of adventure was high and no fear ever touched my dark mind. If one were to spot me from a distance it would appear that i was a prancing light, my pillars moved with grace and style. If one dared near me, the effect would be drastic. Pinned auds and flared nares, optics wide i screamed dark soul. As i moved through the dark palace covered in frozen snow, my breath was evident in the frosty air. For a moment i was lost, but as my bulky bod broke through the bushes shadow was cast and the contrast between my hide and the ground was strong. Rolling back on well muscled haunches i slid to a halt, weight was taken back onto my rear daggers... fore pistons reached to the sky striking out as if i wanted to pull the sun from the sky.
[=]huntsyou
mymind
even as my sweating frame stood still, my mind was in a race. Leading by many lengths i took a moment to ponder on what I had learnt in the last few hours. Nothing important, nothing I didnt know. My father was an ass, i had a half sister and my mother was dead. Yet I stood, not a care in the world, my tiara of spanish decent was held at my crest. A new mission i had, a new goal in life never would i fret over what had passed. My new goal, my new dream... to overthrow the dark queen. Evil glimmer in my blazing optics and barred ivories it was obvious i was not goofing around. I would not attack her full out, not yet at least... first i would work my way into her trust, take my time to get to know the king and the rest of the harem. My seductive ways had been sucsessful many times before and now, with a new plan and a new land, i wore a clean slate.
[=]hates you
myvocals
screeching across the wide spread lands, foredagger stomped and scent flew it was obvious to whom i called. Evil grin plastered across my maw as I was dressed to impress, wearing my dancing shoes. My call was loud and demanding, yet feminine and attractive all in one. The only thing my skank of a mother taught me was how to get what i wanted...
[=]screamforyou
andhere
Alone in the shadows, my pelt of coal and tassels blowing. Daggers standing in the frozen rain that plagued these lands of shadowed gloom. Tiara held at my crest, scent loud and shadow dark. It was obvious who i was and what i wanted, dont f**k with me i seemed to say.
[=]i wait impatiently for you...
