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Post by MiaTheShowPrincess on Feb 9, 2012 10:06:12 GMT -5
A dark colored mare slid to a stop, nose in the air, she could smell other horses around. Her coat blended in with the area, the perfect disguise. Image walked around for a bit before settling under a large oak tree, it's branches trying to reach in all directions. The fae watched all around her, to alert to go to sleep.
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Gamer2DaMaxamum
Foal
Courage is being scared and still saddling up.
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Post by Gamer2DaMaxamum on Feb 9, 2012 10:11:02 GMT -5
Barin could sense a mare was near, his harks lessened for any other equine around, but only found the mare. Satisfied, the dark brute slowly made his way toward the fae, making sure she knew he was there. It was hard to miss the stallion standing at 18 hands high, but some still did. He spotted her under a tree and stopped, letting a bello come from his maw.
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Post by MiaTheShowPrincess on Mar 3, 2012 10:56:25 GMT -5
The fae herd and spotted a large stallion not far away. Image rose from her position on the ground, and waited for him to come to her. Harks pricked as she took in the size of the stallion, he must be at least 18 hand tall!
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Gamer2DaMaxamum
Foal
Courage is being scared and still saddling up.
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Post by Gamer2DaMaxamum on Mar 3, 2012 12:42:40 GMT -5
Barin walked closer to the fae stopping a few feet short, "Hello there, my name is Barin, what may I call you?" His boyce was relaxed and a hind leg was resting. His black and white coat shimmering in the midday sun.
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Post by MiaTheShowPrincess on Mar 4, 2012 13:10:46 GMT -5
The fae flicked her harks, seeing if anyone else was around. "Hello Barin, my name is Image." She was as relaxed as the stag, but still making sure to watch her surroundings.
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