A mare who likes to play games

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*I gallop in fast, my black dagger hooves striking and digging into the ground as I run. I seem to float over the ground like a phantom, my jet black coat shinning with sweat in the moon light. My black tail flows back behind me like a black ominous sea, my mane whips out and around me, my forelock blows back in the wind in long wavy tangles. I continue to gallop until I spot a single tree that rose up off a hill that was above the rest. I press forward faster up the hill, once I start to approach the very top I slow and trot rest of the way. I come to stand under it, my black coat gleaming and my eyes firey. Tossing my head I let out a ear piercing neigh. Challenging the stallions to try me, to see if they could even handle a mare like that of me. I stand there with a seductive smirk on my face in wait to see what my call would bring me.*

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*nudge*

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[I can make a horse to respond with if you like...]

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(yea that would be cool lol)

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[lol, kk, one sec]

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(k)

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~Deadly Strike~

My sleek, lithe form moves easily through the forest as I weave in and out of the trees, ears pinned, nostrils falred. Suddenly I hear a piercing niehg and idenitfy it as a mare's. A slight smile spreads across my lips and I gallop silently towards the sound. The mare comes into sight and I sldie to a stop, head high, the whites of my eyes showing, yet I ahd no fear. smile slyly at the mare.
"Hello," I say to her in a smooth, silkyvoice. A slight wind blew my mane and tail sideways and I arch my neck slightly, watching her.

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*I prick my ears as a beautiful yet deadly smile slides onto my face once I spot the stallion who I heard speaking. His voice intrigued me immensely. I flick my forelock to the left side of my face, only revealing my right eye. Raising my tail I take a few prancing steps toward him* "Hello" *My voice flows through the air and wraps around him like a soft silk scarf.*

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Deadly Strike~

I smile small at the mare before me, a slight glint in my eye.
"What brings a mare like yourself to these parts?" I ask, my voice smooth and calm.

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*I raise an eyebrow.* "Cannot a mare travel where she likes when she likes?" *A sick smile spreads across my face as my eyes gleamed darkly* "By the way, the name is Judelia."

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~Deadly Strike~

I grin small.
"Of course she can, adn most stallions wouldn't be able to stop her," I say with a smalllaugh.
"And beautiful name, Judelia, mine is Deadly Strike, just Stryker for shrot," I say, ears pricked forward sharply.

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Judelia: *I dip my head* "That is a very catchy name..I like it." *I say with a drawing smile. I flick my tail from side to side, sort of like a whip being tested. I arch my neck, touching my black/pink muzzle to my narrow muscled chest*

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Stryker~

I snort softly, watching her. I flick my tail, tossing my head. My mane fell over my crest and spilled over my eyes, and I flipped it out of the way. I lower my head and graze siletnly, watching her.

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Judelia: *My long dark eye lashes grace my face as I also lower my delicately dipped head to the ground to graze. Blowing out softly I rub my muzzle over the grass tips, enjoying the tickling feeling*

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~Stryker~

My calm eyes watch ehr for a few moments, admiring her slightly. I raise my head from the green grass, ears pricked forward delicately.
"If you don't mind my asking... Where do you come from?" I ask, suddenly curious about her history for some reason.

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Judelia: I raise my head and ponder for a moment before answering. "I come from a dark herd. All the horses were coal black, each trained to kill. I stayed with them my whole child hood, till I decided to do something else. They live far away from here in some rugged moutains called The Hills of Black Death." I shrug and look down then grin.

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