$*CrazyHick*$
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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 Oct 6, 2008 19:32:06 GMT -5
.:Dixie:. Here I am - this is me There's no where else on earth I'd rather be Here I am - it's just me and you And tonight we make our dreams come true
It's a new world - it's a new start It's alive with the beating of young hearts It's a new day - it's a new plan I've been waiting for you Here I am The dun beauty ran through the hills her black banner and tassles flying out behind her in a gust of grass and dust and an array of gravel and all other things. A shrill whiny broke from her maw and she bounded out into the meadow her tail and heard held erect as a proud quarter horse would. Her tall frame and stocky muscles build make her quick and agile and evenly matched for short distances. She slid to a hald her nostrils flaring her harks alert as a tassles slid between her eyes and a piece hanging off her harks. She reared slightly her front hooves reaching for the sky. Her golden pelt gleaming in the sunlight making it shimmer like golden bricks sometimes mistaking her for buckskin but her pelt was dun and the black pin stripe down her back added to her unique peltage. Dixie was spirited and by god she wouldnt allow anyone to tame her wild spirit unless it was someone who could tame her heart and take it away like the free will of her very being. Her nostrils flared again as new scents caught her nostrils they were strong and filled with an array of budding flower from roses to marigolds. She landed with a loud heavy thud her hooves leaving indentions in the ground and she looked around with her whiskey colored orbs them noticing the slightest detail of everything and most importantly her surrounding you never could be to careful something could be after you and so she hated staying still. She broke into a wild run like a bat out of hell banners whipping her face her back hooves coming offf in the air in a wilf buck her head going down to the ground and she began to run once more she loved to run to feel the wind on her face to be almost one with the great eagle she loved it she was indeed free for now. Here we are - we've just begun And after all this time - our time has come Ya here we are - still goin' strong Right here in the place where we belong
Here I am - next to you And suddenly the world is all brand new Here I am - where I'm gonna stay Now there's nothin standin in our way Here I am - this is me -- Here I am - Bryan Adams
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Post by Mental; on Oct 6, 2008 19:51:50 GMT -5
Ears perked as he cought the sounds of a horse moving quite fast. He snorted, listening carefully. His expression was one of concentration, his light blue eyes unfocused and staring off into space as he turned his head this way and that. When he'd somewhat figured out where the horse was he reared up, but not too high, and neighed. Just to make sure they'd know he was there and so that he could get their attention. It would be a lot easier if they didn't keep moving, because then he's actually be able to fully figure out where they were, instead of just guessing. He cantered towards where the sounds had last come from, his hooves placed in precise places as he went, his movement fluid and graceful. He was a very unusual horse and you noticed it straight away when he was moving faster than just a trot or a walk. He bucked once, lowering his head and arching his neck as he kept cantering. His eyes were still unfocused and his ears perked, listening so that he would know where the horse was.
ooc: first post was a lot longer. lol. Next one will be longer too. =]
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$*CrazyHick*$
Fatally Dependent
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 Oct 7, 2008 5:59:54 GMT -5
Dixie slowed her dead run to something more graceful a slow and easy canter as her harks shot up hearing the faint whinny. She snorted and stopped her legs shooting out and pawing the earth somewhat impatiently but she wasnt she was waiting then she saw the large stallion. She noticed something was off about this horses but she never paid much attention to petty things such as flaws with the body. She turned and nickered to him softly but that sooon turned into a very high pitched whinny one that said 'Here I am.' She slowed down a hundred meters from the stallion her eyes watching him very curiously the wind blowing her tassles freely her scent catching in the wind and the fainst scent of honeysuckle along with that. She snorted slightly as the strong scent of honeysuckle caught in her nose and she couldnt help but fake sneeze. Her golden coat was gleaming like a million suns so brightly she was almost an angelic horse with her shining brillance. She stopped moving just waiting none to moving her up tail and she nickered once more in greeting and by that small detail you could tell she was indeed a mare in other words more than willing to comply.
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Post by Mental; on Oct 13, 2008 0:45:18 GMT -5
He headed towards her at a trot, wanting to be close enough so he could easily catch any sounds she might make. He would have trotted into her too if she hadn't released the nicker in greeting to him. He came to a stop only a few feet in front of her, a friendly expression on his face as he smiled slightly at her. Dipping his head slightly in greeting. "Mental is my name and I'm not sure what's my game today." He said with an amused look flickering across his face. He was in one of the greatest moods ever today. "Sorry." He said automatically, some horses found it strange when he said random things out of the blue and he had gotten into the habit of just apologizing straight away. "May I know your name?" He asked her, his tone questioning as he seemed to watch her. The wind was making it easy for him to judge her position perfectly so he would have no trouble at all to keep his pale blue eyes focused on her and nothing else. Well, until something distracted him and drew his attention away from her.
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$*CrazyHick*$
Fatally Dependent
If you live in constant fear of death...without even having a dream... u might as well be dead!!
Posts: 335
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Post by $*CrazyHick*$ on Oct 14, 2008 10:59:43 GMT -5
When he approached her she didnt move but for a mere moments time as he got closer and closer she thought he was gonna run her over. She shook her peltage making a clean puff of dust and dirt come out from around it she had rolled on the ground earlier that morning she just needed a dust bath. She smiled at him a friendly gesture indeed he was gentlemanly that was for sure or was he hiding something she couldnt help but wonder. When he spoke he neither confused herself either but it was indeed interesting and she laughed but it was soft "it is fine" she said simply a hint of amusement in her vocals. She coughed trying not to laugh but she listened to what he had to say adoubly he was going to be the one to claim her or maybe he wouldnt but she so dearly hoped she would have a home soon to be in the grasps of horses who loved her and she them. When he asked her name and didnt tell his she wondered what it was seriously if she was a cat she would be dead already. She smiled and spoke her neutral vocals filling the air "My calling is Dixie sir and what may I ask is your calling" she said. She came towards him filling the gap in between them she wanted to see him up closer he was nice he had a nice position nice legs all in all he was a very fine stallion one who she wished would take her home or would he deny her that pleasure she stoood waiting calmly for him to answer her Dixie trying to keep from asking so many question she tightened her lips biting her tongue to keep remarks out.
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