a ROYAL visit::.

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Royal

Garnet variegated doe bound into the meadow, lailacs tickling her knee caps as she bounced rhythmically through the flowers, arching her boa as she moved graciously. Royal was new to these lands, but so far they were rather appealing, but she wouldn't decide if she was staying for sure until she found the perfect stallion. Royal snorted, halting her frantic pillars, letting her muzzle touch the precious budded stem. Inhaling deeply, the flowers' aromas engulfed her nare's sensitive cilia, stimulating her brain and relaxing her tense muscles. Royal pulled her muzzle slowly away, washing the land with her acute optics, hopefully she would find a herd here.

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ooc: I Shall Reply To This Thread BE WARNED he likes to sing

Almost Illegal (Caine)

I approached the Bad Lands as if I was a force to reckon with, though it seemed that this force that I carried was me, and the unmistakable odor of another stallion. I snorted, angrily, someone had beat me to it, and a didn't really like fights seeing that I got in enough of those already, I preferred to just take the unwanted territory for those were the pieces that usually scared the mares the most. As I stared across the rocky terrain, I realized that the Rocky Terrrain I had so imagined was indeed not that but a draping forest. I snorted, I would have thought this to be made of rock, cold hearted rock like those who would live here. I took a step towards the grassy plateau that frightened me so, and snorted as I found a swarm of scents. I had clearly taken a wrong turn and ended up at some happy go lucky place. I began to walk, not really caring as I trampled the new saplings, and squashed the fruit of the trees that's branches hovered above me.

I walk alone
On A Bright Sunny Day
I Walk Alone
But You Will Not Here a Sound
Cause when I walk alone
I prefer to creep about
And when I walk alone
I will find you
And make you shout

I voiced my beautiful vocals that could make any maiden fall in love with me. And as I walked deeper and deeper into the forest I sang louder and Louder until I was almost shouting, but the melodic note in my voice wouldn't disappear and I found myself almost singing like an opera fae when I stumbled upon a pair of tracks. I stopped talking immediately and found myself staring. The rain from last night had not yet covered these tracks, and by the way the water hadn't yet seeped in yet, and the small femininity of the hoof shape, I could tell I was hot on the tail of a young mare, probably just left her heard.

Where are you sweet fae
Don't be afraid
I will not hurt you
well I will if you say
No, I refuse to look at you
Don't closer you give me chills
If you say that I will come after you
So...

I quite enjoyed singing, and as I moved my dark satiny legs faster I found the tracks beginning to look fresher. So I sang louder and louder hoping that when she heard my beautiful voice, and the depth of the words I spoke, her true personality, and not the disguise, would be looking out. My eyes glimmered a beautiful blue today, my happiness reached the colors of this bright warm and sunny day. As I sang, I grew quieter, for I could almost hear her footfalls only moments away. I hushed my voice to a beautiful whisper and stepped towards the young filly that had literally 'stopped to smell the roses'. I smirked, this would be fun. As I looked the young mare up and down, I found myself adoring her coat color, but she knew to little and was to young to have heard of me, so instead I spoke to her politely.

Hello young one. I spotted you from a far your coat was so beautiful, and I knew instantly I must introduce myself. I do hope my singing hasn't disturbed you, I was only trying to pass the time.

I gave her a small wink, for the twisted lies that sputtered out of my mouth came so naturally, and so beautifully, I wondered if this young mare even had a chance against my beautiful charm. Her coat sure was beautiful, as the streaks of white and chestnut blended together, she would be one I would be looking forward to. As I thought about all the things I would do, I wondered if she noticed the brief flicker of color change in my eyes, from brilliant blue, to a light shade of green, but it was brief and I doubted this mare who was all wound up in flowers and the goodness of all would dare notice such a flaw.

I gave the mare a pretty smile and I let her gaze over me. I stood just over 15 hands, probably a tad taller than she, my ivory colored coat shone like a medallion in the summer sun, and my white markings were so sharp they appeared to be almost like clouds. I held my Arabian head proudly, I knew I was beautiful, and all mares agreed, who wouldn't want to come with one as lovely as me?
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