[Breeding]If You Love Something....[Cheez/Txep]

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/fnuww7.jpg] If you love something your supposed to let it go right? And it's supposed to come back to you if it truly loved you? A dry HA escaped from the two toned mare's white maw. Drover left her, and that was over a month ago. She didn't think the larger chestnut stag would ever come back to her. Over and over again Lussuria told herself that she didn't care. That there were other stallions out there who were more then appreciative of her. But, none of them were Drover. Lussuria sighed sadly as she continued walking, she didn't know where she was going all she knew was that her hooves would lead her somewhere and when she was there she would know it. Sounded pretty hippyish, the whole destiny and fate thing. Lussuria wasn't normally like that but even the spark in her eyes had faded in the last month. Why did it matter? He left her. She should be fine with it. But it always sucked when the tables were turned. Rude awakening. Her legs finally stopped moving and her hazel eye took in what surroundings it could, her blue eye moved along with it, but took in nothing. Sometimes being half blind was horrible. Other times, it wasn't too bad. Something tickled at the delicate skin between her nares, trying to look down at her nose she saw nothing. So the fae lifted her head and suddenly was able to see it, a beautiful saphire and ruby butterfly sitting on her nose, fluttering it wings softly because of the movement of her crown. A soft smile graced her features as she turned, noticing about ten other butterflies, all of different colors resting across her back. Turning to look around again she noticed all of the butterflies that she had missed in the first glance. Wasn't it funny how things could be so beautiful even when it felt like everything should be as ugly as her mood? "Speechhh" [FEATURING: Lussuria ; Bay Splash ; (r)Blue -blind- (l)Hazel ; 15.2hh ; PaintxKiger ; 4 ; Taken by Drover ] [WORDS: 328 ] [TAG: Cheez w. Anubis & Txep w. Drover ] [MUSE: Pretty good:) ] [NOTES: Kinda a sucky post, but I wasn't quite sure what to do with it. ]

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[cheezwizzard]

Oh, what a wonderful spring day. The harsh winter had at last faded to this wonderful, glorious season. Why was spring so glorious? Because, Anubis had finally aged to the more glorious age of three. It was his chance to conquer the world. Or at least spread his bloodline. Wether it were by force or by choice, he would have a child born bearing his DNA. With a chuckle, the crimson stallion trimmed with ebony points and tassels moved along the path to Butterfly Thicket. Usually simpleminded mares or foals came here to view all the 'pretty' butterflies. Completely horrendous creatures. Nothing was better looking then himself, well except for his twin. Anubis still beat Horus in looks though due to Horus' lack of excitement. His eyes never portrayed emotion like Anubis'. With a mighty snort, Anubis arched his neck and puffed out his chest, sensing a femma nearby before dancing into the thicket. Oh yes. A rather fine speicesmen stood before him. She was roughly 15. 2 hands, a bay splash, and quite a beauty. Oh he must have her. Seeing her right eye was clouded over, he approached from her left. If she tried to run, she would be heading towards darkness for the first few seconds. By the time she readjusted herself, he would have her in his flints. "Hello doll, if I may call you that. You are very beautiful mare, if I may add." Anubis crooned softly with a bow of his head. He would play Mr. Southern Gentleman for the time being. Then he would take her womb.

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/fnuww7.jpg] Lussuria wasn't normally a fae to be taken by something as petty as a butterfly flitting around like a filly with her first crush. No, Luss preferred something that would always be there, like the sunsetting on a beach, the feeling of sliding through the grainy sand, the sting of the salt water as it slapped against her legs, and the smell of the ocean breeze. But today, she was attracted to these butterflies, the brightness of their colors and the fact that they could fly. They were too unpredictable though, and they never stayed in once region for long. Eventually, it would get cold here again and they would be gone. Turning her head once more, the fae looked at the neon colors that decorated the dainty wings of the petite insects. Something startled them though, and in a flash all of the butterflies had dissapeared into the leavy boughs of the trees. A sad sigh slipped through her maw, it seemed to her that she could keep nothing that brought her happiness for very long. One hark flicked in the direction of the sounds of another equine moving into the area, just as she noticed his presence, the bright bay stag spoke to her. His deep voice echoing through the Thicket. His words caused her skin to crawl, it was springtime and she was alone with this strange stallion, Lussuria swung her body so her rump was as far from the stallion before turning both eyes too look at him. If he didn't know she was blind, then it would be better for her. "No. You may not call me 'doll'. It's Lussuria." The last part of his words made her lash her white tipped tail against her flanks. "Thanks. For stating the obvious. I appreciate it whatever your name is." Nice Luss had died when Drover left her. There was none left for any other stallion, plus the feeling of vunerablity that this stag made her feel wasn't the same, protected vunerablity that Drover induced. Around him, she could relax. But around this stag she felt the need to stay alert and not let him get to close.. "Speechhh" [FEATURING: Lussuria ; Bay Splash ; (r)Blue -blind- (l)Hazel ; 15.2hh ; PaintxKiger ; 4 ; Taken by Drover ] [WORDS: 369 ] [TAG: Cheez w. Anubis & Txep w. Drover ] [MUSE: Pretty good:) ] [NOTES: Woman's intuition, she just doesn't like him. Probably would have reacted the same way even if we weren't planning this plot xD -scolds the not-so-friendly little mare-. ]

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[cheezwizzard]

Anubis noted her sigh and frowned in what appeared to be a troubled way. Looking around, he noticed the neon cloud of terrible happiness gone. "Oh dear Lussaria, I'm terribly sorry for disrupting your peace and the butterflies. It's very nice to meet you, by the way. And your welcome. I'm Anubis, Anu for my friends." Anubis said with a polite, respectful voice. He kept a respectable distant for Lussaria but close enought to have a conversation. He flicked his ebony tail and waited for a response. Slowly, a winged creature crept out of the branches of the thicket and landed softly on his velvety maw. He left it there for a second before getting closer to the mare and reaching his maw out for the butterfly to climb onto the mare.

Notes;; Sorry it so Short!

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/fnuww7.jpg] Lussuria blinked, confused as to why the stallion frowned. Closing her eyes the two toned mare shook out her mane and listened to the stallion speak. Telling her his name and apologizing for the butterflies leaving her, his voice sounded so odd to her, so different then the warm austrailian accent of Drover. So alien to her ears. Flicking her harks to the side and then back to the stallion she slowly opened her eyes, realizing he was no longer speaking. Her dual toned eyes widened when she noticed the stallion was directily in front of her with a butterfly on his outstretched nose. Lussuria took a step back, caught off guard. Flicking her eyes down to the butterfly the mare warily held her nose out to the stranger. "Speechhh" [FEATURING: Lussuria ; Bay Splash ; (r)Blue -blind- (l)Hazel ; 15.2hh ; PaintxKiger ; 4 ; Taken by Drover ] [WORDS: Idk ] [TAG: Cheez w. Anubis & Txep w. Drover ] [MUSE: Pretty good:) ] [NOTES: Sorry for the wait and the length.]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] It was a rather clear day as the australian stud stroled through the woods heading towards the thicket, he'd heard it was a wonder to see in the spring and were to check it out. A heavy sigh lingered from the sorrel's velvets, though having enjoyed time around a few maidens a specific one kept his mind occupied most of the time. Drover had taken a rather fond liking to the splash filly but at the time couldn't bring her home to Sandy Creek. Now though perhaps if he could find the vixen once again justify his actions of the past could win her over to join his newly claimed herd. Hark perked at subtle lyrics a bit of a distance away, amber hues searched through the stiff warriors of the forest. The red champion thought he'd actualy heard a whim of her voice, then taking in some deep inhales. Her lushious scent filled the air, it was rather intoxicating but as he drunk in her aroma the distainful stench of a brute was in the mix. Soldiers pinned unrealenting to come back up away from his skull, the thought of another stallion touching his Lussy infuriated him already his blood began to boil. Stomping a harsh hoof against the earth and with of toss of his crown he was off. A determine lope Drover finally came in good view of the two, already his dual colored gazelle looked irritated. He cared not as he sized up the bay squire, though close to Drover's own age. As lead of a herd now he was going to claim this mare weather she liked it or not, though not intending to admit he had true feelings for her, she wouldn't leave his sight again. Letting out a harsh whinny the Australian brumby barged right inbetween the pair that had such little space already. "Sir I warn you she doesn't seem to want you that close!" His deep australian accent accerting itself in an authorative manner. Crown held high though close to the bay he was ready for any strike from the opposing stallion. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[cheezwizzard]

The scent and sight of another brute changed Anubis' fake personality. He snapped out of his respectful manner quickly and narrowed his glowing honey brown eyes. He was back to his usual self. Sarcastic, arrogent, and ego maniac self. He watched amused as the idiotic insect fluttered away, quite alarmed at the newer, louder vocals. With an arrogent smile, the blood bay stallion pranced stiffly around the mare stopping near her rump and inhaled deeply before returning to her side. He smiled cruelly before parading closer towards the offending sorrel chestnut fool. Anubis chuckled before leaning forward, "And I'm warning you, I don't appreciate interruptions. I really do hate them when I'm alone with a lovely young mare. She seems to be quite a beauty." Anubis said cooly with yet another cocky smile upon his kissers.