Re: I am more than a forcer. I live to force. (Mature, need more than one player to join)

by Spritz Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:14 am

"No, I'm sorry." He apoligized politley. With a quick nod of his head, he leaned down and wiped the blood off his face on his leg, where several thorns had made him bleed. But his wound's didnt heal! He shook his head, frowning down at his nose, which he ended up going cross eyed.

by Nicoco177 Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:21 am

Sprite tried too walk around the stallion, but he bloked her path, she looked at him meanly "Move out of my way!" she whinnied "No thankyou, I think id like too stay with you..." the tall brown Stally said, the evil in his eyes starting too appear, she thrashed her hooves into his face rapidly with a whinny, leaving the battered, bloody, lifeless stallion lying there, she panted harder each time.

by Spritz Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:25 am

(Should my stallion rescue her? Or what...)

by Nicoco177 Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:29 am

(he dosnt have too, the other stallions dead now sooo)

by Spritz Tue Sep 27, 2011 8:08 am

He tossed his head, his long mane settling and cascading over his neck. Giving little bird a slight nuzzle, he turned and started to head back.

by Nicoco177 Tue Sep 27, 2011 8:46 am

Sprite's owner returned, he saw Sprites hooves covered in blood and the battered stallion on the floor, he approched her but she reared up and ran away from him, she sped past the stallion, heading back too the camp. when she reached the Indian Village, she walked up too her wooden post where a tear made its way down her cheeck, she was murderer! A real Murderer, she couldn't belive it, the blood was all up her legs right up to her sholders, which made her feel more worse.

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