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She continued to shamelessly oggle him, but noted with a small stab of smug pleasure that he seemed to be doing the same thing, although perhaps for different reasons. He seemed puzzled by her question, instead offering what she assumed was his name. "Oh, hello there Gaucho. I'm Nyx...I mean, what are you? You have horns AND wings. That's...different." Again she had to ram her hooves firmly down to prevent the temptation to go and poke and sniff at him, deciding that would just be too rude even for her. She really didn't know the meaning of thinking before she spoke, but she'd had enough irritated kicks over the years to know that trying to feel up a complete stranger was never a good idea. Instead she contented herself with staring at him with unabashed awe, noting in particular his horns, which were magnificent and antler-esque. They could certainly do some damage in battle, and having wings would be an added bonus. He was certainly a handsome man, even though Nyx generally paid very little attention to looks, choosing to focus on strength instead. She thought logically - having a pretty boy sire her foals was not going to make them strong, but laying with a warrior would give her children the added boost they would need to survive. In her old herd, the strongest stallion defeated his predecessor and any pretenders, gaining all the mares as his prize. Although the iron lady was certainly not looking to reproduce again any time soon, she felt quite within her rights to admire the menfolk of Helovia and noted subconsciously that Gaucho looked strong as well as panty-dropping hot. The movement of the grass caused the silver woman to lower her head, and to her horror she saw a snake curling up around the stallion's leg. She was seconds away from screaming 'SNAAAAAAAAAKE' and kicking madly at it when it slithered up onto Gaucho's shoulder and then his skull, where she could almost meet it eye-to-eye. She took a step backwards to keep well out of its spitting range - if it could even spit, she wasn't too knowledgable on snakes, she just knew they were bad - and shifted her gaze between it and Gaucho. "I don't mean to startle you, but you've got a snake on your head," she hissed in an exaggerated stage whisper. She was sure he had noticed, and he had done well not to scream like a girl, which Nyx would certainly have done had it been her. Venomous snakes did not make good decorative headgear, and she kept one beady blue eye on the serpent whilst also seizing the opportunity to oggle his antlers some more. |
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RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-19-2013, 06:57 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-19-2013, 07:21 PM
RE: The World - by Archibald - 12-19-2013, 08:15 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-19-2013, 09:04 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-19-2013, 09:23 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-20-2013, 12:14 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-20-2013, 01:00 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-20-2013, 07:05 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-23-2013, 02:03 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-26-2013, 09:01 PM
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