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12-08-2013, 11:44 PM
satanic silk |
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A breeze passed by, and suddenly Silk could pick up a new scent wafting through the air. His nostrils instantly identified the scent of another stallion, and as he twisted his neck to look at newcomer his ears turned back and his silvery tail twitched. Silk was annoyed at the aggressive feeling that rose inside him, the need to eliminate a threat. But it was an instinct. Though he harbored no ill will toward the stallion, with the testosterone pulsing through his system he couldn't help the automatic response. Tone it down, you're not seeking any bitches right now. He grunted and stabbed a hind hoof into the soft dirt that surrounded the pond. Silk turned his attention back to the vixen hovering in the air, then watched her lift herself upward and give a saucy reply back to him. He chuckled and let his lip curl in a sneer. No need to be prudish. He spoke under his breath, quiet enough that only a very good set of ears would be able to hear him. The lady flew toward them both, landing gently between them and introduced herself. The stallion that he had glanced, a handsome, spotted gray unicorn, had remained silent. Apparently that beast didn't want to start anything either. The aggression inside Silk faded and he cocked his head with a small, thin smile as he tucked his wings in against his sides and walked toward the two of them, twitching his tail slightly back and forth. |
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Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Silk excluding dismemberment and death.
