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Post by Rascally on Apr 23, 2013 11:21:02 GMT -7
Fire Star had given birth to Ghostlocks filly about 4 days ago, And the mare was finally bringing the little bitch back to the lands. She glanced to her side as she entered into the lands, and snorted pinning her ears back, at the filly. The filly was dubbed Devils Fire. Fire Star called her Devi for short. And the little one was already showing to be darker then her mother. The mare swished her tail lashing out at the foal, and snorted shaking her head. Finally she came to a stop and let out a piercing cry. Calling Ghostlock to her. Fire's energy was drained. She was slowly dying. After giving birth, to the filly she had continued to bleed, so the fresian mare was returning home. One last time.
Devi walked beside her mother, red pupils looked over the lands, shadows whipped out from under her tiny daggers as she moved. At such a young age her powers were already showing, she knew she was powerful and she knew her mother was dying but the little foal did not care. She snorted and bipped her little head as her mother came to a stop.
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Post by Tazzin on Apr 23, 2013 17:48:25 GMT -7
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Ears pinned flat against his dial, snorting harshly as he listened to the scream echo threw out the lands, the earth shook as the brute quickly gathered his feet and raced towards the entrance of Terra Dee Felwood. Nape was arched greatly as muscles danced beneath his pelt, at the moment. He was calm, collective, and cooled down. Wasnt long, before the large masculine brute could slowly see the entrance, there were figures standing... Unable to make out the figures. The brutes speed increased.
Flesh slowly started to crack everywhere along his bodice, smoke forming. Following behind him quickly, the smell of burning flesh was strong, strong enough to overwhelm the companies scents. Fired optics glimmed, staring at the new comers. Reaching them, the brute slid to a stop, snorting harshly with smoke escaping his nostrils. The brutes eyes looked down upon the brat... Glancing towards Fire he awaited..
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Post by Rascally on Apr 25, 2013 16:13:32 GMT -7
Fire heard the sound of ghostlock approaching, then she smelt him and she shook out her dial, She glanced back to her daughter the filly was watching the brute as he approached, the smell of burning flesh did not seem to affect the little brat, she actually snorted and had this look on her face as if she was not impressed. She studied the smoke as it escaped his nostrils, and she swished her tiny little tail against her flanks.
Fire snorted and looked back to Ghostlock. "Ghostlock this is your daughter Devils Fire" she stated in harsh tones. The mares strength was seeping away quickly, her legs were getting tired of holding her weight. They needed to find a wet nurse for the brat.
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Post by Tazzin on Apr 30, 2013 11:38:43 GMT -7
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The brutes optics wondered down towards the lil hair ball next to her mother, he snorted. Though he was able to tell she wasnt pleased with her father, the brute wasnt quit pleased with her as well. She was a small pepsqueak, smaller then his Son when he was left with Ghost. Optics moved back towards the mare, towers pinned flat against his skull " and youve wickened from a simply birth". He grunted, the brute was known to have the mood swings he had, nonetheless the Herim was no where in site, this would be the second foal left for the brute to watch yes for, and his herd members were just vanishing like that?. GhostLock was very very irritated with anything and everyone at the moment.
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Post by Rascally on Apr 30, 2013 13:32:08 GMT -7
Fire pinned her ears back at ghost as he accused her of being weak. She bared her teeth and swung her neck in his direction. Wanting to get a taste of his flesh. She was not weak but the filly had literally almost killed her, she was that evil of a child. She swished her tail agitatly.
Devi, flicked her ears forward as the brute spoke to her mother, and she snickered a little bit, she turned her head towards a shadow that was approaching her and snorted blinking her black orbs with their red pupils. She licked her lips as the shadow spoke to her she arched her neck and giggled slightly. She then turned her orbs back onto her father and stared at him. She sensed his agitation with the members of his herd and she smirked slightly. Her tiny banner slashing against her ebony flanks.
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Post by Tazzin on Apr 30, 2013 17:52:45 GMT -7
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Pearls bared, quickly rocking. The brute rose with great weight, heat rising quickly from his bodice of volcanic lava, GhostLock pawed the air, coming down with a earth shaking thud, he bobbed his crown maddly. There was no way this brute would fall nor be touched in any manner from some wytch. Nostrils snorted loudly as he pawed the ground beneath his ton of weight, no mare, no horse would be standing with that action. But she was dying anyways, shaking out his mane. GhostLock arched his neck, the details of every muscle created a rather handsome figure for him.
Pistons picked up speed as he quickly snaked his head around, trotting towards the brat he nipped towards her harshly, his gesture was to run her further within the lands til further notice. Tell he was able to figure out what to do with yet another foal in his hands. Which he didnt have time for, optics looked towards Fire, giving a rather disgusted look he would leave her be, to die alone like she should have from his touch after her brave yet stupid move.
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Post by Rascally on Apr 30, 2013 18:29:33 GMT -7
Fire snorted pinning her ears back and lashing her tail against her flanks, she watched Ghost move towards Devi and she turned and wondered off to die alone and in peace,
Devi was surprised at the sudden nip on her flanks from her sire. She squealed pinned her ears back and fired out at the brute her black and red orbs narrowing, but she trotted off and away from him, moving deeper into the lands, the shadows following her.
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