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Argen & Solomon
the darkest burning star The night was beautiful, that was for sure. Argen had not felt so stimulated in quite a long time. The stallion had just returned from war not too long ago, and here he stood now, waiting for someone to
Argen smirked.
Solomon rolled his lightning eyes and moved into the trees, far away from his bondmate and any of the illicit activities he knew might ensue.
A figure moving toward him caught his eye, and he took a step forward toward the pegasus on striped hooves. Amber eyes gleamed with a sly desire and he cocked his head some. "What would any young stallion's reasons be for coming here tonight?" His voice was smooth, but it rolled with a definitive touch--the spotted man had already dove into the fermented apples resting around the meeting place.
The stallion lifted his chin some and stepped toward the woman, attempting to brush his shoulder against her wing. "What about youuuu, A-strid?" He asked, putting particular emphasis on the "A" at the beginning of her name. |
@Astrid
We are the long forgotten sons
And daughters that don't belong to anyone
We are alone under this sun
We work to fix the work that you've undone
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