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Post by Narvoc & Kantala & Martoc on Sept 2, 2006 11:39:00 GMT -5
A brow rose upon the essa's facade as she watched the other bronc, Kilani pad from the realm. Orbicals rolled in her skull as carcass simply eased to a sit, chain swamped about her lower half. Mug was thrown skyward as a cackle shook her cords, soon ending itself as the sneer transfered into a smirk. She was amused by Kilani Pathetic. Vocals stated simply for he had teased her none. The femme was not one who was capable to tease, she was hardly in heat. Mating? Pah. Such a boring and yet very purposeful task. Most got the contessa wrong, and saw her one not to mate. She did so with the drake in which her organ functioned for, and she would produce welps in which the allianced darks would seal. |
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Post by >> Sombra << on Sept 3, 2006 21:49:50 GMT -5
[listen up, bella,] the cold virile hissed before swiping his pacer at the departing vagabound angrily, i shall only speak once.] he paused for effect then his torso slid into a sit, poised and perfect he was. nonchalont and noble. aggresive and arrogant. tassel wavered behind him, [reside with me in my clan, dear, reside as an equal to your king.] cerebrum nodded and he continued, [no spawn will be the objective, as i am not a collecter lion.] he stated rather firmly. dentals were bared and his rich mane shook before the male sighed deeply.
a smirk crept upon his tainted lippers, [choose wisely.] a sneer was given to the femmora and the draken patiently waited before the elegant bella for an answer to his inquiry.
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