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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 6, 2006 16:32:19 GMT -5
Coal hoof trotted merrily upon the sweet, green grass. Chantex Shadow tossed his head up, his mane whipping back like a banner, as soon as he was in his terra. He turned to his- no actually, he didn't own her- the new fae, proud of his beautiful-but-dark terra.
This is my home. Chantex Shadow said, filling his nares with the sweet air from his terra.
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Post by Angelness on Apr 6, 2006 17:09:25 GMT -5
Narea approached the ebony stag at a trot, as a sudden, harsh, and quick breeze blew across the plains. The wind whipped back her tassels and made her look as though she were moving much faster than she actually was. This be it? She stated blandly. The 'it' was not at all in reference to the fact that the terra might be less than she expected, small, unworthy, or something of the such. As most things she said and did were, they were mere words; a simple question thrown out into the vast emptiness that was the world of Sole Agam.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 6, 2006 17:13:20 GMT -5
Chantex Shadow blinked, a movement that was caught only by the keen of eye, as he was entirely black.
This is it. He nodded.
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Post by Angelness on Apr 6, 2006 17:19:11 GMT -5
She nodded, listening to him only distantly. Instead, she was moreso focused on the world around her, and what was going on within it. Somewhere off in the distance, a rabbit jumped. A bird sang. A squirrel picked out some fine acorns, or some food of some sort. The bird stopped singing. The squirrel scampered up a tree. The rabbit wasn't quick enough, and was pounced on by a predator. The prey's squeals resounded into her ears, and the sharp, distinctive bark of a triumphant fox repeated itself over and over, until it faded away as the fox left, never to be seen again.
ooc: Sorry... Just posted on a Wolf rp. Got into the predator/prey/hunting mode... Yah...
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 7, 2006 17:21:47 GMT -5
Chantex Shadow lowered his head t the fine green grass beneath him. He took a mouthful of the sweet food, and blinked as the quiet of the two horses- Narea and he- let more sound come into his ears, sounds of the wilderness around, his favorite sound, freedom. His skin tingled with the feeling of belonging, and not just for thw wilderness. It was this terra. It sounded crazy, but he would many a task to stay in it. Even if it meant fighting to near-death. He shook with the thought. But it wasn't a shake of fear. Chantex Shadow was shaking with excitement.
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Post by Angelness on Apr 10, 2006 17:39:12 GMT -5
ooc: I'm moving to Mischief's post, mkay? If you want me to post here, too, that's fine ^^
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