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[~Wild Angel]

~Fire Eater~

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Fire trotted a lap 'round the large terra and stopped near the middle. It would do nicely. He lifted himself high into the air with his haunches, his front pillars slicing the mere air. He landed hard and spun 'round and whinnied loudly for his mate to come and see. . . .

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[kiki]

Her pace had slowed down since she entered the land. She was now almost prancing in place as she admired the beauty of the show of colors above her elegant dial. She drew in deep breaths to keep herself calm as she saw Fire 2-beat about their new land. As he reared, she thought about how lucky she was to have such a strong brute as her mate.

Oh, glory....

she breathed, as she started to lock her knees as she almost slid down the side of the steep valley. Good, predators should stay away, she thought, and a smile flashed upon her maw. She almost didn't see the tree she was heading for, and swerved around it at the last minute. When she reached a little overhang, she sighed and rested before continuing down the slope. She reached the handsome silver stag, and gave him a loving nuzzle on his maw.

This place... is unblelievable.

Then she added;

Almost as much as you,

she whispered, and her orbs had a mysterious twinkle in them. She walked a couple strides away to find some better grass, and lowered her dial to graze. Her back was to him, but her auds weren't. She listened for any of his words, or any other sounds that didn't belong.

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[~Wild Angel]

Brujo nuzzled her back, smirk played for only a moment as he watched her, his auds picking up her words.

Yes it is. . .

He said proudly looking around, he was flattered by her last comment, but didn't show it exept the loving gaze he sent to her. He wondered if she would want to have a foal? Maybe he would just wait, yes just wait. . .

This land may be beutifull, but it would never match you beuty. . . . .

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[kiki]

She was smiling in her eyes as she grazed. Assorted thoughts floated about her mind, none in particular though. As she heard his last vocalized thought, she almost choked on the grass she was about to swallow. Getting it down, she raised her dial and turned her boa to look at him. She had a face full of awe, but then it turned into a smile. Not many thought this plain bay mare was beautiful. Amber took a few steps, gradually turning, and began to graze again. She raised her dial, and looked into the sky. It was almost pitch black by now, in fact it probably was. Amber was never really fond of the dark. Her devil of a dam named her such to taunt her whenever she spoke it. A slow trot brought her back to Fire and she nuzzled him with love.

I suppose we should get to bed. Of course, what do you think? You are the head around here,

she said, smiling humorously. She thought she heard a rustling in the bushes nearby, but it mustv'e been her imagination. Shaking it off mentally, she awaited his answer.

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[~Wild Angel]

Smile played on the brujos mug as he watched her, it was clear no one had called her beutifull before. Did she not know she was as such? Audits listned intently at Ambers lyrics. He gave a nod with his dial and replyed.

Yes, I suppose, it's getting late. I trotted past a big cave that could serve as shelter.

He said and nodded tward a place that could only be barely seen in the darkness. Fire took a few turning steps then hit a two beat as he made his way tward it. Boa turned his dial to see if she followed. . . . . .

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[kiki]

Thankfull for what he had found, the bay femme followed but at a slower pace. Her flints hit the rock and started ringing throughout the cave. She wanted to not go far into the cavern, so after a couple of feet she yawned, and found a little alcove that would fit her perfectly. Settling into the groove, she blinked sleepily, and looked at the silver stag that she would remember as her claimer, and smiled.

Good night, Fire...

Her words drifted off as she dozed off. The last thing she heard was another little rustle outside, but she was too tired to care. And the last thing she saw was the beautiful pelt of her mate.

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/\you can post, then we'll say it's morning/\

[~Wild Angel]

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Fire watched Amber with a loving eye as he stood just outside the cave, when she dozed off 'is boa turned 'is dished crainia to view his lands. Audits remained pricked as the silver brujo scanned the terra for anything that didn't belong. He found nothing. But what was that? The rustling in that shadowed corner. . . . He saw a shadow flash hunched like a predator. With one quick glance to his mate, he rested a back pillar and fell into light slumber outside to keep watch. . . . . Nothing would take Amber, it would be him or nothing. . . . .

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[kiki]

The little birds singing was the first thing to enter her auds and wake her from her sleep. She lifted her dial from her fore pillars and shook it. As quietly as she could she rose from her laying position and she walked swiftly outside. Her pillars were stiff, and so she reared and bucked, stretching them out. Oh that felt good! Smiling she looked to the peacful looking Fire, so calm dozing in his sleep. She walked closer to him, and started to graze. It was so nice to see this place in daylight. She saw a little pond on the far east side. Deciding it was safe, she trotted over to it and waded in, just so her hooves were submerged. Then she dipped her dial in for a nice, cool, refreshing drink. Then she started to graze there at the banks, waiting for Fire to awake.

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/\should some coyotes or wolves come or somthing?/\

[~Wild Angel]

Soft brown orbs blinked open, rays of sun landing softly on his silver pelt. Making it seem aglow. Pillars became square then in shaking his well built mass brujo looked about. His orbs scanned for his love. When once again optics landed on the vixen smile played on 'is velvets. Spine straitened, boa arched, paper thins flared. He was a beutifull sight.

Raising back upon his haunches, he launched. Into a flawless canter he sprung. Pillars carrying his mass swiftly toward Amber. Kissers let out these lyrics. . . .

Good morning, love.

He said as he pulled up beside her. Banner carried high, plume danced and weaved behind him for a moment. Auds flicked 'round like radars, listning carefully. Right audit picked up a rustling or growling sound. But he didn't want to alarm his mate, so he just smiled, but always kept that one aud toward the sound. . . . . . .

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<Sure, post and I can controll a small pack of wolves, or both of us could.>

[kiki]

/\you can/\

She rose her dial, and turned it a bit. Her kissers molded into a smile as the grand frame of Fire came to her. She nuzzled his nape, and spoke.

Good morning to you, m' lord,

she said. Her orbs were sparkling, and the blue of the pond water reflected off of them. She heard the rustling too, but paid no attention. It was probably a harmless rabbit. She bent her dial to the water, and looked at the couple of fish swimming about it.

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