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Post by Raine on Jan 22, 2011 17:26:22 GMT -5
Bliss Bliss stumbled across the rocks beneath her feet, the frost crunched under her as she picked her way through the frozen rubble. Her whole body shook with the cold, she was not fit to be alone in this weather, this temperature. She had no thick coat to keep her warm, she was blessed with the most beautiful body but I did not make sense to her why she just couldn't be normal. She picked her way through the puddles of ice and trotted painfully to what looked like a willow tree. Her feet ached as she settled down under the hanging branches. As she lay stiff she thought about her escape plan, because she knew she would need one. She decided to stand as this would give her the best chance of escape if a stallion came along. notes; open to everyone! Words; 142
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 23, 2011 14:47:35 GMT -5
ℛìsque'
hoof prints laid in the ground as ris could see them leading to a what looked to be an Arabian mare. before attemtping to make her way over she stood and watched the helpless animal,not able to stay warm in the bitter cold. a quick shake,and ris made her way over towards the mare. even though she was a show horse, she knew how to live outside,and was never blanketed,making her coat ready for winter. unknowing why this other mare was freezing under the tree. ris perked her left ear forward and gave a small paw to the mares hind end,enough to get the mare to pay attention but not enough to hurt her. ris waited, unsure of how the response of this other horse will be..
wc;134 including some coding. notes;so this post kinda sucked,im sitting at work so not really much muse,just need to get back into the swing of things (:
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Post by Raine on Jan 23, 2011 15:58:54 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss closed her eyes slowly, she turned her head towards the mare as pain shot down her spine. Bliss whined in pain as she faced the beautiful creature. The mare was tall and towered over Bliss her winter coat gleamed so much Bliss did not compare to her at all. Her mane was long and so beautiful.
The chestnut arab spoke with an uneasy voice. ''I'm sorry, am I laying in your spot?'' She closed her eyes slowly again and shook quickly.
Lowering her head, she winced in pain as her back streched out. There was nothing in the world that couse ease the pain, it burned through her like she had been thrown over backwards. As a matter of fact, that is exactly what happened.
The blood marks along her crest and neck flushed with blood her neck was swollen and her rough mane was bloody and tawn to pieces. Her legs which where once white where now dark red and bleeding heavily. Her tail was ripped and her croup was peirced.
notes; do you think I overdid it with the wounds? Poor Blissss got hurt! D: w/c: 177
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 24, 2011 20:27:22 GMT -5
ℛìsque'
ris look at the hurt mare,wounded,in pain. she answered 'no im pretty new around here' waiting a few minutes thoughts raced through her head,not knowing the any part of the Arabian's past. she looked pretty rough. ris layed down beside the mare maybe her body heat would get the mare though the night. there was nothing that could be done about the wounds so late at night. the only thing visible was the gleam from the wet grass. the large bay mare examined the arabain while she layed there,wounds covered her body.ris wanted to mare to be happy,she never even really knew her that long.
that's the thing about coming from a stable with a herd of only a couple horses each day. you grow attached,you look for that company and dont like to wonder alone. but somehow you know how to not take any shit from anyone. ris waited ....
wc; i think our posts will keep growing once the mare's start growing a relationship,of some kind! notes; 155
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Post by Raine on Jan 27, 2011 16:18:19 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss looked deeply into the mares eyes, she was so beautiful, she looked like she was bred for the the ring. Bliss introduced herself to the mare. ''You may call me Bliss'' she whispered forcing a smile. ''It's so very cold isn't it'' her voice was weak like the rest of her.
The chestnut arab looked up into the mares eyes. ''Please let me share with you my story?'' she questionned. ''I was born high up in the mountains four winters back. It was a cold winter, like any other. My mother left me there just days after she gave birth to me, left me to starve and become nothing. I have lived on my own since then and have struggled hard each winter because of the cold.''
Her eyes flickered, and she stuggled on with her story. "I need your help, please I think I'm going to die."
notes; poor bliss, she needs help. I think ris and Bliss are going to be cose firends w/c: 153
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 30, 2011 13:34:24 GMT -5
risque
she listened,the mares story was almost like every other story she has heard before,but something was different. there was a something she felt,like the mare had some sort of will to live. ris layed next to the mare,intently watching her stomach making sure rose and fell at each breath she took. 'we will have to wait till sun up,for any sort of food',ris moved closer maybe letting some of her body heat off onto the mare. she could have been so gorgeous if someone would have helped her a long time ago. 'why has your winter coat never grown in?' ris asked, the large mare's coat was thick,and her mane,covered half of her neck.although never letting her look rough. the small arabians story stuck with ris,as she though about it all night long 'why would someone want to leave her?' the thought of a mare leaving their foal,they depend on you..
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Post by Raine on Jan 30, 2011 13:47:06 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss nodded to Ris
"Okay, thank you, I can wait until sunrise. I don't know why I don't have a winter coat, It just never came. Maybe my type does not get winter coats. I don't know."
Bliss streched out her neck, and closed her eyes. She breathed deeply and smiled as she felt the mare move closer. She was so greatfull of Ris to come and stay by her that night. Maybe that's what helped her pull through.[/center][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] w/c: 82 <-- sheesh, I'm not motivated atm.[/font]
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 30, 2011 14:15:52 GMT -5
risque Risque didn't sleep that night it wasn't until morning when her eyes started to close. her natural protection instincts must have kicked in,because she watched that mare like she had known her,all her life. it could be at any chance that arabian mare left her,but that was a chance ris was willing to take. almost an hour passed,and the sun somehow pierced through her eye lids forcing them open. she blinked a couple times and let out a yawn and a small shake.
ooc;its okay neither am i,im sitting at work,lol. WC:83.<--LOL
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Post by Raine on Feb 4, 2011 12:49:13 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss opened her eyes slowly
She whinnied to Ris, and breathed softly on her face. She was happy that Ris had stayed with her last night.
She smiled. The morning was warm and bright. The sun shone down confidently on Bliss's damaged back. She soaked up the sunlight, her mane was shining in the light and she was looking confident for the first time in a while.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] w/c: 67 <-- WOW, not much to say, we need a reply from Ris[/font][/center]
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Post by scenery on Feb 7, 2011 21:16:37 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]Scenery[/glow][/shadow] The young filly had been trotting around all, lost. She must have been trotting in circles though, since now that the sun was shinning she could see her own hoof prints. She was definitely lost. I hate being lost... she thought to herself. Suddenly the wind behind her made the leaves dance. She whirled around quickly, almost knocking herself off balance. Eep!!! What was that? Scenery thought. She stayed still, hoping whatever it was wouldn't see her if she didn't move. Slowly, carefully, she turned the other way, and, at the last second, bolted. She ran as fast as she could. After five minutes she slowed to a canter then two more minutes to a trot. She was staring at the ground when she saw hoof prints. She pulled to a stop, and stared at them. They looked recent. Carefully, she followed. As she followed the path, she thought of what could be there, waiting. Scenery glanced at a willow tree, and saw two beautiful mares. Scenery nickered softly before approaching a bit. She watched the chestnut mare open her eyes and breathe softly on the other mares face. She stood in the open, afraid, and knew it was too late to run...
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Post by Raine on Feb 8, 2011 13:58:48 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss called back
she smiled warmly, asking the black mare to step closer. Bliss turned her head and looked at her dried wounds, they where sore and dark on colour. Her figure and been distorted by the many cuts apon her bod. She sighed and tried to speak with some formality to the filly before her.
"What a lovely morning? Such a lovely day for a gallop on the beach." Bliss regret what she had said as soon as she had said it. She obviously wouldn't be able to gallop, she could hardly move as it is. However, she smiled softly and asked the mare to join them.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] w/c: 106 <-- Thanks for making it a little more interesting![/font][/center]
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Post by scenery on Feb 8, 2011 19:26:59 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]Scenery[/glow][/shadow][/center]
Scenery took a step closer, as instructed by the wounded mare. Once the mare finished speaking, Scenery swear she saw the regret spread across her face, but then watched as the mare smiled and invited Scenery to join the two mares. Scenery smiled and nodded, trotting over to the two mares, quickly, silently, swiftly.
She stood in front of the wounded mare and looked over her wounds, before speaking, softly, quietly, almost a whisper "Are you OK? What happened? It looks like you got pretty roughed up." Scenery shook her mane, letting it fall softly into place. Scenery quickly acknowledged the wounded mare had no winter coat and instantly felt bad. "Aren't you a bit chilly?" Scenery asked quietly, careful not to offend the mare. Carefully Scenery turned to both of them at the same time. "Thank you for letting me come join you. I have been lost, thanks to my bad sense of direction. I have been lonely ever since I was a week old. I would be glad if I could stay here awhile, for some company." She looked over the two beautiful mares and settled in.
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Post by Raine on Feb 9, 2011 15:28:39 GMT -5
Bliss
Bliss shuffled aside
making room for Scenery. She explained to the black mare what had happened to her. "I was in love, or so I thought. I'm young, and easily tricked, Now I wish I had never met him at all. He was dark, handsome and just big. He was strong and he would controll me. It stareted to become annoying, so I told him how I felt and he just got angrier and angrier. I shouted at him, I shreiked at him, hoping he would get the message, to just back off! He just blew up." An icy tear ran down Bliss's boney cheek. "..and yes i'm a bit chilly, can't you see?!" Scenery looked hurt. "I'm sorry, I'ma bitch."
"Anyway, he pushed me over, and I was out like a light. All I rememer was a Jet Black stallion ripping Spinner to pieces. God Damn, I was greatful."[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] w/c: 150 <-- Poor Blissss, she killed her spine!!![/font][/center]
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Post by scenery on Feb 9, 2011 22:18:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]Scenery[/glow][/shadow] Scenery felt bad now! She looked at the mare and sighed and then whispered "I feel bad for you, what happened to you!" Carefully, Scenery nuzzled her. She looked the wounded mare in the eyes. Scenery slid in beside her and looked at her wounds. "Maybe, we can get you to somewhere warmer, where you won't freeze. Then, we can worry about your wounds." Scenery thought hard. She couldn't think of anywhere!!! Silently, she moved in closer to her, gently enough that she wouldn't hurt her wounds. She nuzzled the mare again, to show that she would be at her side until the mare was better. Scenery whispered "Oh yeah, I'm Scenery." Scenery stood there, examining the wounds and the area. Maybe the answer could be right around the corner! Then, Scenery spoke again, "Bitch or not, I'm at your side until your better. You won't get rid of me." Scenery smiled and prepared herself for the battle of helping the mare.
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Feb 12, 2011 12:23:12 GMT -5
ris;
i watched as the two mares interacted,im not one to but in on anything. slowly standing up,i listened as they talked,carefully making sure i was no one's way. noticing the other mare an introduction would probably be the lady like thing too do, "hi,im risque,but feel free to call me ris" in hopes that this mare was not one of those i can do better than you. "helping her might be a two horse battle" i watched as the mare prepared herself. 'she's pretty beat up" im sure the mare was already sick of me talking. i took a step back,waiting to see if they still wanted me around.
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