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01-16-2013, 07:54 PM
She was back. Her golden coat bright as ever. Her Mohawk mane could sway side to side now. It kept growing and she hated hat, but what could she do? She stopped thinking right as she saw this stallion. He seemed logical, which wasn't good for her, but he also seemed.. lonely? Perfect for her. She trotted up to him.
With a flick of her head her game started. "Hey there handsome? Something's got you down?" Her dark lips curled into a warm and welcoming stallion. She was believable. She got distracted every once in a while and thought of the ebony stallion who was the first to meet her here. She had met the white and jet stallion and had wanted him, but left after his wanting to rest. Maybe she would manage to lust her way into him. Would he fall in love? If he did, she'd leave peacefully. Her regular, yet comforting face merged back to normal. "You know pretty, you got lucky that I came." She lied of course, but that was irrelevant right now. "Some stallion might have come and beaten your regal coat into tatters.. That would be a shame." Her pale chocolate orbs were a glassy luster and held much defined color and brilliance. The sunlight cascaded onto her back an she looked like a goddess. To him she couldn't looked like dirt, but.. nah. She couldn't. She looked wild and happy, but inside she was almost trembling from Loki and her 'meet-up'. She hated that Midas was.. tired. She wanted this one to go her way.
She walked really close to him an tapped her muzzle against hers. He didn't smell to good, but she didn't criticize.. outside her mind. A bugle jet streamed out of her mouth in a sing-song way. The chords floated to his ears. She wanted him to ache for her. This one she wouldn't fall for. She was smarter now. They were only toys that needed to be playing with.
With a flick of her head her game started. "Hey there handsome? Something's got you down?" Her dark lips curled into a warm and welcoming stallion. She was believable. She got distracted every once in a while and thought of the ebony stallion who was the first to meet her here. She had met the white and jet stallion and had wanted him, but left after his wanting to rest. Maybe she would manage to lust her way into him. Would he fall in love? If he did, she'd leave peacefully. Her regular, yet comforting face merged back to normal. "You know pretty, you got lucky that I came." She lied of course, but that was irrelevant right now. "Some stallion might have come and beaten your regal coat into tatters.. That would be a shame." Her pale chocolate orbs were a glassy luster and held much defined color and brilliance. The sunlight cascaded onto her back an she looked like a goddess. To him she couldn't looked like dirt, but.. nah. She couldn't. She looked wild and happy, but inside she was almost trembling from Loki and her 'meet-up'. She hated that Midas was.. tired. She wanted this one to go her way.
She walked really close to him an tapped her muzzle against hers. He didn't smell to good, but she didn't criticize.. outside her mind. A bugle jet streamed out of her mouth in a sing-song way. The chords floated to his ears. She wanted him to ache for her. This one she wouldn't fall for. She was smarter now. They were only toys that needed to be playing with.
