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Post by Joker on Nov 7, 2006 19:01:07 GMT -5
vixen hues as slick and dark as midnight walked slowly into the land. she walked like a corpse some one say, each movement painful and frail. but it was not she who was hurting, the world around her. she was beautiful and sleek. but there was no questioning her alliance. the whole world seemed to grow silent when her presence was made. of course she hadn't always been dark. no matter of fact she had been the queen of all lights, Chasers maiden. but now her hatred for the bronc was quite clear. anyone could see it in her eyes, anyone could feel it just by standing in front of her. her heart had long since grown cold, frozen in it's spot. she knew where she was. she had lived n these vary lands all her life. she was warmed to see it was filling up once ore but that one not change her alliance. she gave off no noise she wanted a smart bronc and a smart bronc would be able to tell she was there without an open invitation.
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Post by wowposter on Nov 11, 2008 23:53:30 GMT -5
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