Lady Marmalade (open)

[Hud Levine]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 200px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] [style=margin-left: 15px;] [style=height:300px; width:420px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 25px; padding: 2px; text-align: left; overflow: auto;] Finally, alone. Her life was so full of family; Priska needed time for herself. After all, she did spend every waking moment with Charlotte and Eli. At two years of age, Priska was still growing, but it wasn't her stature that was maturing quickly, it was her voice. The filly could feel her sound growing every day. She loved to sing her own melodies. The beautiful young mare found herself in Pampero's Fields, ready to let loose and see where her voice could really take her. Priska shook her voluminous mane as she took in a great breath, filling her large equine lungs with the cool, sparse air of autumn in the mountains. She let go in a low-pitched "Ooh", vocalizing sporadically her own melody until her voice sat comfortably in her middle range, playing back and forth with her pitches. Her sound increased in an all-out belt as she reached her highest notes, eons above her normal speaking voice, her mouth as wide as her sound. It felt good to get it out, to strengthen her voice on her own. Her father would never let her if he knew what she was doing. He was not music's biggest fan. OOC: I was imagining Christina at 2:30 <3 Link! [/style][/style]

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[Seele Studio]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background:url(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs13/f/2007/090/0/4/Black_and_red_tapestry_by_darkrose42_stock.jpg); width:500px; padding:15px; border: 15px solid #000000; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px;] Verdelet I'll tear you apart I'll feed off your heart Let me see you bleed Let me hear you scream It had been quite some time since the large stallion had been to the mountains. He felt like a trip here would be a good way to get a break from his ever present son. It wasn't that he didn't love his son, but the foal had a hunger for knowledge and power, something that almost worried Ver. Though he was secure in the thought that Rei would carry on what ever name Ver had made for himself in the mainland. The colt had insisted on coming with him, but Ver told him no and hoped that Phooka would keep him in the plains. With the cold of winter coming it was entirely heartless to bring a foal here, though Rei would think the opposite. Ver pushed the thoughts of home out of his mind, he had gone much farther then intend and now looked around the open tundra with wonder. He had never seen this area of the mountains before. Every thought was soon forgotten as he heard a voice singing louder then he had ever heard. Intrigued, he followed it back to its source and was surprised to see a rather small filly. Normally he would ignore anyone this young, but the filly had certainly caught his attention. He went closer and neighed a greeting," Such a lovely voice you have." I wanna see your bodies grinding just for me Lyrics from Beast Within by In This Moment Texture by darkrose42-stock & dead-brushes [/style]

((sorry it's so late))