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Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco)
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Midas the Gallant Posts: 1,164
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Stallion :: Pegasus :: 14.3 hh :: Immortal :: Soul is 7 (FF) Buff: HUNTER
Fina :: Common Zephyr :: Phoenix & Wakiya & Neve :: Common Zephyr :: Arctic Angel
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Midas couldn’t fathom where the older equine had suddenly gotten the idea that traveling across taken land was something of a normal occurrence. Unless one was invited to spend time in said territory, entering areas that bore ownership was considered trespassing. This Pegasus hadn’t been informed of higher arrangements that would allow a random equine entrance, so instead he fell toward an original plan of rejection. A haughty glance from the bay informed him that this little meeting was about to turn sour even before a sentence of stubborn refusal sprang forth. Lids narrowed and velvet auds flicked backwards in obvious show of disapproval.

"Just passing by, no need to escort me anywhere. I'm just heading across the Throat, so can you just let me through. "

Hauntingly soft but chilling in tone he uttered firm response, “I’m afraid I cannot allow that.” Like hell he was going to let this overly pumped man stampede through his territory. Midas wasn’t aware of inner intentions that said equine might have, and wouldn’t have dreamed upon taking chance in letting a mere stranger infiltrate his family. The little mare stood close by, but since Sun wasn’t causing problems from him. Midas let her fall from his mind for a moment and total attention twisted toward their unnamed company that was failing to comply, “My words are not a simple request or wish, but an order,” flat ivory snapped together, right foreleg rose with a single hoof lifting only to plummet down with mating intent upon earth, “Leave now!”

Patience was stretching beyond the point of his leash, snapping and snarling at the end of a rusty chain. Appendages widened with impressive snow-white feathers totally unfurled, shielding the little mare from view and giving a final warning. Normally a creature of gentle speech and manner, Midas was usually slow to anger, but also quick toward protecting who and what he valued most. Even now sunlit orbs held restrain, but with sparking intent blazing in depths; if the bay pressed forward then it would be shared blood spilled this day.

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Messages In This Thread
Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Sunchaser - 08-16-2012, 01:42 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Tisco - 08-16-2012, 10:22 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Sunchaser - 08-16-2012, 10:29 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Tisco - 08-17-2012, 01:52 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Sunchaser - 08-17-2012, 03:17 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by ali - 08-17-2012, 04:07 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Ajax - 08-17-2012, 04:25 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Midas - 08-17-2012, 10:54 PM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Tisco - 08-18-2012, 10:50 AM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Sunchaser - 08-18-2012, 11:03 AM
RE: Someone To Talk To(Midas and Tisco) - by Tisco - 08-20-2012, 10:32 AM

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