$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 1, 2008 10:19:06 GMT -5
Rana grinned so big at Ricks discomfort indeed the spiteful man deserved it making her lovers boy uncomfortable. She continued to look at Rick hearing him cuss and spit out anger words in her direction. She plastered her harks to her crania her dark chocolate pools watching him more than a silent warning coming from them. The she lashed out again aiming for his swatting hat making a shrill of a whinny come from her vocals indeed it was fun to pester this man he was annoyin in many ways. She shook her head and snorted in the mans direction turning her attention to Matt putting her nose to his cheek breathing in and snorted out his scent which was piney in a way. She listened to the boys conversation with Risk and laughed at the retort Risk gave out to them. "Why thanks hunny" she grinned. She snorted letting him bring her muddied coat to a full silken silvery shine which was like a metallic fire light.
She smiled as she nodded at the 'he sure is a great kid' he was indeed the boy knew his horses and understood them unlike some people who were just asses about it. She nickered to him and allowed him to nuzzle her pelt as she looked at him with adoring eyes. She returned his love with her own love nibbles and licks to his withers,Harks, and cheek. She giggled in her horsey way stepping closer putting a head over his back breathing in his varieties of scents and so forth. "I love you" she said in a barely audible tired whisper.
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Post by Halo on Nov 4, 2008 21:14:50 GMT -5
The blue brute smiles gently as her lyrics touch his ears like a caress to his soul, his eyelids flickering closed as her head rests upon his back. Though the flesh is still tender from the attack upon them today he barely feels any pain, her touch magical and soothing away all the trouble that the injuries have on him. He heaves a tired sigh, the weariness causing his whole form to slump slightly as it forces his body to relax closer and closer to dreamland. “I love you too,” he whispers back, barely awake by now. Risk stands no chance and soon drifts off into sleep.
It is the wee hours of the morning when he finds himself awakened by the stillness of the air around them, the world barely stirring under even the slightest breeze. His lids slide upwards off his voids, half hooding his gaze as he turns his dial slowly, fearing to wake his Rana, to look in the direction of the humans. The fire has dwindled on through the night and now glowing embers have replaced hungry tendrils. He breathes in the lingering smell of wood smoke, that same familiar feeling creeping over him. ~Risk
(AHHH! I forgot about this thread! Sorry sorry sorry!)
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$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 5, 2008 11:49:19 GMT -5
During the night while Risk slept she had begun gnawing on her lead rope which didnt stand a chance to her power front teeth. She snorted slightly not disturbing the men. While he slept she even cut his rope with her teeth. So when he woke Rana was done with both ropes they could get the halters off later. She nudged him with her nose trying to encourage him to move knowing he woke figuring she was moving in her sleep. They had to go she didnt want to be a slave to people anymore it was to rough on her small slender body. She nipped at him shoulder nickering to him to get going before they woke she knew it wouldnt be long they would wake with the first rays of sunlight.
She lifted her head and looked at him her auds perked. While she waited for his reaction her eyes traveled to the purple dimlit sky surely it was dawn. If he didnt moved she was gonna chump him in the rear. She snorted pawing the earth in a very aggitated movement. "Risk please.....move lets get out of here" she said softly her brown pools on him now with a plea.
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Post by Halo on Nov 7, 2008 14:10:47 GMT -5
He turns towards her as she pleads with him and he smiles with uncertainty before he nudges his love gently, trying to reassure her, before beginning to turn towards freedom. The foreign movement of walking causes a flinch to come up upon his face, but he tries to mask it away with a smile and a playful nip on her shoulder. He gives a final look towards the three forms curled up in sleeping bags around the dying fire, snorting and swiveling his ears back sadly before forcing his gaze away and plodding off into the growing light.
Despite how the situation calls for it, Risk can’t seem to get himself into a trot. It isn’t that he is as tired as he was before, well rested from the rest he got back at the trailer, but ever jolt of a trotting stride spikes pain along his back and haunches, burning like a thousand fires and forcing him back into a walk. He can’t hide the screwed up expression of pain as he slows a final time. “I’m sorry, Rana...” he mutters, feeling weak and worthless in front of her. ~Risk
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$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 16, 2008 16:42:24 GMT -5
Rana stayed at his side not yet really wanting to leave him she promised him she wouldnt and she always kept her promises wheather good or bad. She nickered to him and nudged him back affectionatly the sun brimming up across the sky like a bekon of hope. Oh her heart ached for him she couldnt do anything but push him on knowing he was hurting she wanted to save him but then again she wanted to leave him with the human her heart was being torn into with what was right and wrong and to her both were right and both were wrong. Her ears flattened against her head in saddess he was apologizing to her for nothing he had tried and she was going to push him till he couldnt go any further and while she looked at him her eyes all soft she knew he was to tame but she wanted to stay with him maybe being tame wasnt so bad.
She sighed and stepped in front of him a smile spreading on her angelic features. Her eyes were soft but said but she was willing to let him go for the benefit of him she could wait but whether he could or not she didnt know. She nuzzled his neck so soft so tenderly. "Risk you can stay I am not forcing you I am willing to wait for you to come back to me once more" she said her voice breaking around the edges. "Risk go back I can wait for you.." she said looking at him soft chocolate pools as she stepped back some letting him know he was free to go back this was hard for her and she didnt want the choice in choosing between him and freedom so she let him choose which she knew was going to be hard. She smiled and it was soft whatever his choice was she would and was going to respect his wishes.
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Post by Halo on Nov 19, 2008 9:33:54 GMT -5
Risk looks at her, confusion etched onto his face framed by the straps of his halter, orbs beaming the bewilderment. He’s not sure why she would be saying these things. Him stay? It’s not possible, he wouldn’t be with Rana and he certainly couldn’t allow her to subject herself to a life under a saddle, a life that she would most definitely grow to hate and scorn more so than even now. She says she’d wait, but there is no telling if he would ever come back and that in itself would be unfair to her.
The uncertain brute glances back towards where the humans lie resting and then back at his love, brow knitted down and lips forming a sort of pout. “Rana...I don’t understand...” he mutters before taking a step closer to her. Maybe she is having second thoughts about spending her life with him. Yet something in her eyes refutes that conclusion. No, that’s not it. He sighs heavily and shakes his head slowly. “I love my boy, Rana, and I always will. But there is no way I can go back and be happy knowing I left you behind. ~Risk
(OOC: Sorry for the wait…and sorry this post stinks...)
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$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 23, 2008 15:48:25 GMT -5
Rana took several steps back shaking her head with uncertainty. "Risk I dont want you to be in pain please if they will help you stay I dont like to see you in pain and so vulnerable" she said feeeling her heart lurch foreward if only he knew how much her words were tearing her apart inside it felt like she had turned an invisible chainsaw on and it was slowly tearing her heart apart. She looked at him and listened to his words so intently she looked as if she wasnt breathing. "Risk do you really want to stay with me so bad" she asked with curiousity as she stepped foreward her muzzle sliding down his slick neck her nostrols taking in his sweet masculine essence stirring things low in her abdomen she didnt know was there. "Will you stay with me " she asks softly her eyes looking into his deeply.
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Post by Halo on Nov 25, 2008 9:34:56 GMT -5
The touch staying down his boa is soothing and he turns to nibbling on a stray edge of Rana's mane in an affectionate gesture. Risk isn't sure whether her words should hurt or assure him of her love for him. Maybe it's both and he just can't decipher them from the blurred spinning that they have become, the colors melding together like a whirling pinwheel. He nudges her gently. "I will stay with you," he whispers, resting his nose behind her cheek, closing his eyes and savoring the moment of peace that ensues between them. "I want to make a new life with you. I love you."
The moment is cut short by revenge. There is a rustle through the grasses, something one might never pick up but by chance Risk's ears had caught it. He lifts his head and whickers worriedly, tail swishing with aggravation as he looks about. There is a soft, rolling growl from somewhere in the curtain of tall ground vegetation but a wind picks up and causes everything to stir, disguising the golden beast's presence. "Rana," he whispers. They could get away if they could run, but Risk knows he'd slow her down. He doubts she'll leave and he doubts he could fend the killer feline off a second time.
The sleek golden body slips into view, muscles rippling beneath its tawny pelt, shoulderblades rolling as it stalks forward with a low hiss. Risk can see the flawless motion hindered by a severe limp, blood caked on its left side. She must have been injured badly when his bulk fell atop her and looks pretty angry about the whole ordeal. But as she leaps she is stopped in mid-air, the roaring sound of a gunfire echoing through the air. Risk jumps slightly, but not too much as he's used to the sound. The enemy lays in a crumbled, bleeding heap and doesn't move to get up anymore.
Risk looks into the distance, the glint of sunlight on something metal catching his attention. Off in the distance Matt is shouldering a rifle and with the other arm waving, behind him the other two scrambling up from where they had been in deep sleeps. They won't be chasing them anymore. Risk has been given permission to go. And that makes him smile. ~Risk
(OOC: It was an idea...and I was dying to do it. needed closure. Hope this is okay.
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$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 29, 2008 12:28:31 GMT -5
((yup its fine))
Rana wasnt sure what to say to what Risk had told her she was resisting the urge to bound and prance away with happiness but her maturity kept her still. "You want to stay with me" she said nuzzling his his neck her whiskers making his skin jump slightly she snickered softly. A nicker breaking out in her throat escpaing her lips to his harks with so much love and devotion her heart couldnt contain how oh how could he do this to her in so many ways. She looked around her harks landing on the humans who were still slumbering she smiled she had liked the boy he was cheerful and in someway a twin to Risk personaility.
The sound of the leaves rustling about her and the sound of it still moving after the breeze blew past made her harks twitch in annoyance something was here and it made her slightly uneasy. She heard Risk and then the dreaded growl of the she cat who wanted another go. Rana turned her hakrs plastered her head she wasnt going anywhere this time she would protect him. She reared slightly a neigh of warning breaking from her lips she would crush the cat beneath her massive weight. The the ringing in her ears and the echo of a trigger exploded in her mind barely recognizing the sound of a gun. She back up into risk slightly unsure till she turned her head her ears ringing and soon clearing. She looked back to Matt and released a thank you nicker her torso turning to Risk love so deeply in her eyes. "Why do you give him a goodbye nudge" she said softly.
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Post by Halo on Nov 29, 2008 12:41:36 GMT -5
Risk snorts, ignoring the smell of blood in his nose as he stares into Rana's loving gaze, ears flicking back and forth as he listens to her suggestion. It couldn't hurt to say goodbye, right? And so he musters up some strength and endurance and turns in the direction of Matt, trotting towards him with a flick of his tail and a bob of his head like he always would. The brute circles the human, nudging him gently and finally pressing his nose into the dark hair on the boy's head, breathing out a heavy gust of breath and enjoying the tickle of the fluttering strands. Soft strokes caress his cheek and he half closes his eyes to gaze fondly at the human. And then he recieves a light encouraging pat that sends him on his way back to Rana.
He whickers to his love, his mate, and slows down as he comes up beside her. Risk smiles with appreciation at the fae, nipping her shoulder lightly. "You're the best," he whispers." ~Risk
(OOC: Horrible reply by Halo...)
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$*CrazyHick*$
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If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Nov 30, 2008 11:27:52 GMT -5
(( well its a hell lot better than min))
She watches him go back to Matt saying his farewell never knowing if it could or would be the last time the two saw each other. Rana reared slightly nickering to Matt in a thank you and a goodbye in a horse way. She waited patiently as master and horse did their little touches she was very aware of. She snickered at Risk her eyes probing his with soft love. "No you the best" she said nickering to him as he nips her shoulder lightly. She lifted her dial and lipped his harks softly with tender affection. She turned on her hinds and began foreward at a slight prance her head held high and her tail erected. A whinny of pure gleee escaping her small muzzle. She turned back to him doing alittle prance about him a smile curving her lips as she came to his side nudging him softly. She snorted clearing her airways passages to breath cleare once more. Her orbs was locked on the valleys of lush meadows and clear water what an oh so neat place they would live and perhaps raise a familiy if it came to it.
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Post by Halo on Nov 30, 2008 15:24:56 GMT -5
The stallion follows his mare, feeling a strange refreshment wash over him that he has never felt before in all his days. Freedom, rightfully earned freedom, is his at last and he can share it with a fem that must have certainly come out of his very dreams. That or had fallen out of heaven and lost her wings. He trails behind her at the quickest pace he can manage, trying very hard to ignore the fleshly feelings that come with thoughts of her. (She is a fae, but a very special one deserving of more than such things.)
The land in front of them, the land that is Symphony Falls, is beautiful, the perfect place for them to spend their lives together. As for a family? That will be up for her to decide, but he is all for it if she should choose it to be so. From this day forth his life is devoted to her, and her alone, whatever she wants he will do his best to procure for her happiness. "Rana," he calls, coming up alongside her and nuzzling her neck lovingly. But he has nothing to say, nothing that he can say that would not be superficial and ruin this moment. Only her name...her perfect name... ~Risk
(OOC: I don't know what else you had planned.)
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