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Spider's Web

Airlia Posts: 29
Deceased atk: 6.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 2.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 16.3 :: 7 :Frostfall HP: 58.0 | Buff: NOVICE
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Airlia

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"

She smirked teasingly as her silver eyes watched him carefully. He could shred her to pieces in a second if she pushed him to far. 'Everyone has a breaking point, so what is his?' How how she loved to play the game, loved to tease and torment others. She watches his ears flick back for a mere second, just long enough to ensure she knows how he feels. 'So I can continue then huh big boy?' She continues to smirk as she watches him watch her.

When he speaks a shiver runs through her body raising her heart rate pleasurably. Boldly she steps forward eyes on his scarlet ones. She watches him as her slender frame moves closer carefully. Her horned head lowers slightly as she moves around him batting her long eyelashes up at him. She moves with an extra sway careful to stay light on her dark hooves. She is ready to run if he goes on the attack. But really, why would he attack her? She is merely there, teasing, joking, sexy. Sure he is a beast and she the beauty, but beasts can control themselves, can they not? Her tail moves to snake under his neck before attempting to trail over his massive scared back.

Completing her round she stops in front of him, just out of his powerful reach. His musky man smell draws her temps her urges to surface. As much as she longs to give in to him, to feel his weight on her back the mare is no whore. She will not give into any stallion without good reason, looks and smell are not nearly enough. But being a slut would be so much fun, to feel every man that tickles her fancy. For now she will resist him make him work for her more than he surely ever has.

When his rich sensual words reach her again she smirks softly at his boldness. Helovia. She rolls the name around carefully thinking it over. Then his name reaches her. "Volterra. Well, since you asked so so sweetly, I'll tell you." She purrs like an angry tigress in heat. "I am Airlia, the ethereal in my tongue." She smirks as she takes in his starved look. Oh how he wants her, just a little more than she wants him; but they shall both wait. She is sure her speed can far out pace him, even if he knows the land better than she does. That never matters, wouldn't matter if she found a herd she was sure lived in this land. She has no intentions of joining such a herd. In her homeland she had been sold, auctioned off to the highest bidder. There would be no owning her; never again. Never. She was her own horse now, her own to sell and trade. For now she would stand befor this giant and wait, see what he would offer her.
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OOC/Tags;; @Volterra Hope this was worth the wait xD She is super fun lol
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Messages In This Thread
Spider's Web - by Airlia - 05-09-2016, 02:16 AM
RE: Spider's Web - by Volterra - 05-09-2016, 01:11 PM
RE: Spider's Web - by Airlia - 05-12-2016, 03:34 AM
RE: Spider's Web - by Volterra - 05-12-2016, 12:02 PM
RE: Spider's Web - by Airlia - 05-17-2016, 03:56 AM
RE: Spider's Web - by Volterra - 05-19-2016, 01:29 PM
RE: Spider's Web - by Airlia - 05-26-2016, 05:17 AM
RE: Spider's Web - by Volterra - 05-26-2016, 04:20 PM
RE: Spider's Web - by Airlia - 05-28-2016, 03:26 AM

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