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Post by Pad Thai on May 27, 2012 20:21:29 GMT -5
L E N K A
Lenka's slender form weaved through the trees, her coppery mane swaying and floating behind her. Her thin hindquarters rocked with every step, her sharp hooves causing the leaves to crackle. She snorted, tossing her crania before sliding to a stop. She pawed the ground, her soft chocolate eyes glancing up to the trees, soft bird song filtering down to her ears. She nickered softly, nodding her head as she watched the birds dance in the air, wondering what it would be like to fly.
OOC: SHORT POST, YUS?
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Post by Hud Levine on May 27, 2012 20:28:37 GMT -5
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The burn to mate ran deep in Rhys' veins today - deeper than normal. The peacock was born to breed and he knew it. At ten years of age, he still had every drive he'd had as a younger stallion and had managed to maintain both his body and his plumage in his aging process. Auster had always been his home and he was glad to be back. The fling with Audrey had finally come to an end and who knew where she and his son Jemaine had gone off to. He didn't care; he wasn't born to care.
Standing still, he lifted a brow at the entrance of a beauty into his scene. He didn't even have to seek her out. This was too easy. He let out a proud nicker in her direction, his tail flicking in her direction, all feathers following suit.
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Post by Pad Thai on May 27, 2012 20:58:54 GMT -5
L E N K A
A soft nicker caused Leneka's audits to flick back. She lowered her head, her chocolate eyes grazing over to the blue stallion, with the hair of peacock feathers. His tail flicked in her direction and he held himself proudly. She turned her sleek bodice, the sun reflecting of her pelt, with the white flashing with every movement. She quirked her brow, giving him a small smile. "Hello," She said softly, her voice so tender, musical, soft like a feather, yet full of confidence and pride as her eyes twinkled.
OOC: :3
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Post by Hud Levine on May 28, 2012 20:32:03 GMT -5
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Rhys' high brow did not stray as he heard her voice direct itself at him. The beautiful creature commanded his attention not with force but with desire. The familiar feeling overcame him as he neared her, intent on letting her know the full extent of his desire... eventually. Surely it wouldn't be long before they'd be well enough acquainted that she aid in bedding down his relentless desire, for a time anyway.
"Hello t'you," he said in response, a higher pitch ending his greeting. "You look resplendent, mah dear."
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Post by Pad Thai on May 28, 2012 20:50:15 GMT -5
L E N K A
'Hello t'you, you look resplendent, mah dear.' He said, and she cocked her head slightly, her coppery forelock falling over her forehead and hanging there in a simple curl. She couldn't place a finger on his accent, but it was interesting to be called resplendent, and quite a nice treat. She gave him a small smile, her chocolate eyes taking in his blue figure. "Why thank you, I must say you look rather dashing yourself." She said softly, her voice so light and musical. The sun filtered in behind her, outlining her in a soft golden glow and giving her coppery coat a unique sheen.
OCC: I. Love. Lenka. andshortposts <3
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Post by Hud Levine on May 29, 2012 20:22:09 GMT -5
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Smirking, Rhys could tell he'd already captured her attention. It wouldn't be long now until she was his and all would be done with.
Beauties were his forte. He couldn't get enough of them and it seemed the opposite was true as well. "Oh come off it," he said softly and with a phony smile. This one would no doubt react the way he'd like if he were to appear soft and shy. It was a common practice of his to assess a mare's air and act according to what would get him tail fastest. This one wouldn't take long.
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Post by Pad Thai on May 31, 2012 22:24:18 GMT -5
Lenka
'Oh, come off it,' he said softly, giving her a huge smile. Lenka curled her head to the side, her forelock splaying across her forehead in a small shake of her head. She gave him a dazzling smile bacl, swishing her tail. She had seen his smirk that had disappeared in a blink of an eye. She moved her slender body forward, stepping towards his small body. Her maw brushed against his ear, "You never told me your name," She whispered softly before moving around his body silently and flicking her tail against his nose before trotting off before him, a small giggle escaping her form as the golden leaves were blew up, landing softly back on the ground.
OOC: Lenka is a smart one, for how sweet she seems xD
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Post by Hud Levine on Jun 1, 2012 20:03:03 GMT -5
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It became apparent quickly that this mare was as much of a flirt as he was. He liked it from some more than others; this girl struck him as a bit young to be inviting his attention, but he'd gladly give it. She'd regret it later.
The mare toyed with him, purposefully passing her tail over his frame. He didn't mind - it was a common tactic. He decided to stay in character. "Ah'm Rhys..." he said quietly, his eyes drifting away and his ears falling backwards as if he was ashamed.
"Could Ah trouble you fer yours?" Rhys looked back up, ears still back, black eyes pleading.
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Post by Pad Thai on Jun 1, 2012 20:10:48 GMT -5
Lenka
Rhys, interesting name... her mind wandered, prancing slightly in place as she twisted her elegant neck back to look at him with soft chocolate eyes. 'Could ah trouble you fer yours?' He asked, his ears layed back and his black eyes soft. She held back her snort of a laugh and twitched her ears to the sides, drooping them. "My name? Should I grant you my name?" She said softly, giving him a slight smile. "Lenka. Nothing special." She said, twitching her ears up and pointing them at Rhys.
OOC: names names
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Post by Hud Levine on Jun 1, 2012 20:22:35 GMT -5
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Upon hearing her name, Rhys broke character. It was a tactic he used to encourage more interest from the other party. The more of a character he was, the better the chance he'd have of claiming her for the evening - it was an unspoken rule for him. The blue stallion's head shot up to his normal height, his own ears mimicking Lenka's now forward-pointing ones, one brow raising. His eyes appeared distinterested, though a smirk appeared on his face. Huffing once, he raised his chin and pranced past her, making sure to brush his shoulder against hers just as she'd touched him earlier. It seemed to get her going before.
"You're right. Why should Ah bov-ah wiff one wiff so un-special a name as you 'ave?" he stopped after a few steps, turning his head a little to gauge her reaction, hoping she'd follow.
OOC: bov-ah = bother
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