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Date Posted: 17:39:47 11/25/03 Tue
Author: Fire Cry
Subject: \|/Here I am, Daughter\|/

Body o� the brute shudders from tip to hoof, neither with fear nor joy. True enough, he lusted so for blood. Twas the way he was programmed. Blood stained fangs grit taut enough to break steal.

�So be it, my love. So be it.�

Emitted voice o� icy mourning. Depths show true for a moment, looking upon her as a father would and not an enemy. Saying what he couldn�t. I love you, daughter.

Unseen reins that held back the Dark Warrior were cut. Inwardly the brute sighs as he lets his darker-self loose. �Freedom.� No longer was the voice a whisper but a deafening cry that shook the moons. Blood lust fills the Dark one�s depths. �Blood for blood.� Sickening smile slides onto features. No waste of another moment was taken. Colossal frame was slammed into that of the fae. Blood drips and burns like acid where it fell from the maw o' the beast. Front hot coals fly upon the sides o' the fae whilst fangs reach for vein o' life. So it begins�

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[> [: Guilty? Never! -- Firelight, 12:46:42 11/26/03 Wed [1]

The fae stands as the brute begins to speak. Tawny towers are pressed flat against vixen's skull. I am nothing with love to you. She spoke darkly, proud crania held upward and graceful. Her well-toned body shifted to a looser position, to allow her to fight. As he aims to ram his own large body into her lean, smaller frame she does a crow up to the left. His fores reach for her side, she allows the pain two twin burns left scorched 'pon her hide.
His jaw aimed for her neck then, but she was smaller and quicker. Knees bent and his shot went over her slim skull. Maw was already tilted upward, her own canine's made for his life blood. She dropped completly rolled and sprung upward in few seconds. Towers were still glued to skull, a shrill whicker burst from her chest. Your not fighting fair father, what fun! She grinned evilly, pools of ebony delighted as they danced about.

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[> [> /*\A Bit o' Help/*\ -- A Star's Rage, 12:58:27 11/26/03 Wed [1]

A beastess of ebony slips out o' the shadows that concealed her being. Pinions at her side fluttered as the vix made call for her. A soft, low snort allowed the other fem. to know she was present. Glance cast towards the large brujo, a malicious grin swept over the features o' the sorceress. The little firegold mare wouldn't be able to win the fight alone. Not if the brute was to stay in this form, but how to change that?
Evil pools were lidded and she let her mind search that of the mare. She took images of the filly and her brother playing with each other, and pushed them towards the mind of the beast. More images, of the filly and her father, of the father seeking the children at Desert of Sins. They were pushed, hopefully, to the front of the beast's mind. So he would become a horse of normal, and then continue fighting the fair maiden.

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[> \|/Fire and Blood I thirst for\|/ -- Fire Cry, 17:32:44 11/26/03 Wed [1]

Skull swiftly moves downward as she made for his vein o' life and rams with force into her jaw. Force o' thunder an' speed o' lightning comes upon him in rage. Sizzling rocks o' his fronts search for flesh as so do his fangs. Acid blood drips from maw again as he moves his head above her and hinds lurch him into her. All the while he was forced to fight another battle within.

The neutral steed locked in the caverns o' the soul reflected upon the images. Flames. Firelight. My precious ones... Dark warrior on the outside thunders a deafening cry, hoping to knock his opponent senseless or deaf whilst thrashing at her and lurching his fangs for flesh.

Wicked features show amusement. "I am not your father." He stated in a voice like that of a serpent in-between his attacks. "And this is the fairest I've ever fought." Lightning flashes above and his grin drips with blood.

(Lame post, in a hurry.)

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[> [: Fire Daggers -- Firelight, 19:45:28 11/27/03 Thu [1]

She feels his jaw slam into her muzzle, but still she forces her own fangs upward towards his vein. She feels the his hooves scratch at her front, nothing that won't heal. His own ivories rake her shoulder and she jerks back her skull, hoping to take flesh with her. As he pushes his frame into her own slim lean one, she moves.
As he thunders outloud, she lays her towers further against her skull. The bloodwrath has come upon the fire painted beauty. She feels none of the pain, nor hears nothing but her own steady breathing, and the pouding of the blood through his veins. As he pushes to crape her and bite at her pelt she swings her body into his. And pushes up on hinds to scrape with her own daggers at his chest. Crown is tucked low to protect the vein of life.

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[> x[step into the sideshow -- x[forty below summer, 01:56:13 11/28/03 Fri [1]

x[deathblow

It seemed to be an unfair fight here, perhaps it's time for another to step in. Out of the darkness emerged the youthful ebonite stallion. Charcoal eyes glance from Firelight then to Fire Cry, they were fathomless and cold. Loud, menacing snort escaped from quivering nostrils. He did not fear the up coming fight, he had his father's courage when it came to battle. Yes, his father, he was now the son of the dead, the one and only son of Dog Soldiers. His frozen eyes look towards A Star's Rage, since when did anyone need powers to kill another person.

Single hoof paws rapidly at the ground, tail is flicked upon obsidian haunches. Finely chiselled crania is lowered slightly, like in a battle stance. Finely structured ears are pinned back along head. He had seen Firelight before, although she wouldn't of known it, he saw how she tried to make an agreement about joining tts and was refused. Slender limbs propel muscled bodice forth, stopping close by the action. A soft nod is given towards Fire Cry, his assisstance was there is it was needed. He was a noble creature, like his sire he was proud of who he was. For now, his side had been chosen, hopefully all could guess it. He had speed, stamina, all the needs of a killer with a malicious intent.

x[step into the sideshow

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[> \|/Feel the Pain\|/ -- Fire Cry, 11:49:45 11/28/03 Fri [1]

Fire Cry dwelled within the Dark warrior who was intent on slaying his daughter. Vision o� the past reeled before him and urged him to stop the battle. He didn�t. He couldn�t. Not even if the Light warrior was unleashed. Blood lust is something to stay away from. Kill me, daughter. He urged from within. He also asked for forgiveness from his beloved and kingdom. Why o why did I let this happen? Moans the soul within. He had been foolish. He was only thinking of his daughter and not his kingdom or beloved or his son. Flames� help us. Begged the King and Light warrior together.

Three in One body� twas confusing. And a long story.

Fae�s fangs are instead sunk into his chest. His flesh is torn from him. Blood like poison is spilled. Thunderous mirth is sounded. The sweetness o� pain makes him drool acid as he thirst for more and for blood. It didn�t seem to affect him much.

As she lifts to scrape his chest, he lifts as well and rams into her, towering o�er her still. Auds pressed to his skull he tries to sink his flaming rocks into her flesh, cutting like knives, and tries to knock her to the ground.

Massive frame suddenly lands and shakes the earth. Brute feints here and there about her fragile frame. Jaws snapping deep for blood and fronts lifting and falling wherever they may. Particularly upon her back, for his weight was bound to break something. Brute tries to mirror her moves if she should try to escape to the side again.

Deadly depths caught sight o� another but choose not to deal with him at the moment. Nod is also caught but attention is fully upon the fae. He could go on and on and on doing this�
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Spirit arises and mournfully gazes upon the battle between his own blood. Ghostly form was barely evident off to the side. Flowing banner o' gold flickers with fire as it is shaken. He was summoned but there didn't seem to be anything he could do with a bloodwrath such as this between them.

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[> At school... -- Riley, 12:25:47 12/02/03 Tue [1]

My st00pid computer at home is majorly screwed up! We are getting it fixed asap.. forgivness please.

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[> Tis alright -- Michelle/ Fire Cry, 19:08:43 12/02/03 Tue [1]

Thoust forgiv'n!

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[> [: I'm back! -- Firelight, 21:44:54 12/06/03 Sat [1]

Flame licked minx taste the blood in her mouth, a grim look is upon features. She has her doubt that this is a battle that she can win. In fact, why was she fighting this brute. Why? She must keep face in front of the Army of Rebels. Then again, they no longer seemed to need her, this fight, was one that would make no point. Except keep her alive, and the blood in her own veins. Alas she had killed him once before, he had risen again. How was she too know that this fate would not befall her again.
As he rams his large frame into her she lets her hooves fall quickly. Quickly she scrambles backwards away from his flailing hooves. The sharp daggers fall upon her shoulders, and she feels a bruise form. As he lands, she bounds further away from him. This forces him to came forward to attack her. As he does, for the only was for him to "snapp deep for blood and have fronts lifting and falling wherever they may" is to go forward. As he does she moves to the side, noticing he follows her movements. She moves again further to the right his body alongside her's. Just as he lifts to bring his fore's onto her back and spine she slips underneath him, shooting life a bullet.
She makes fast, her daggers dig deep into the earth as she continues her flight. A grim look in her pools, but also a somewhat glazed one. Her chest heaves and a great cry bursts from her lips. One that echoes across the valley, and carries to the ears of another mare.

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[> *~Feel the Stars~* -- Starlight, 21:54:52 12/06/03 Sat [1]

The golden mare is running now, the pounding of blood sounds in her ears. She pushed on her eyes dark, she knew what went on in PI. As she reached the Isle a cry escaped her seeing her daughter fight, and flee from a beast, that was her mate. Fire Cry! she screamed, hating to see him like this. She stopped near the edge of where the pair had battled the scent of blood heavy upon the air. A sharp snort was issued towards the steed that had approached. He had no buisness here.

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[> \|/Shadows and Fire\|/ -- Fire Cry, 22:20:39 12/09/03 Tue [1]

Pain. It was so sweet to the Dark warrior. He endured it happily.

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Spirit form watches his mother come forth. One big happy family again. The spirit of the brute could have laughed at this but instead he mourned. Perhaps one would be joining him tonight. Though lonely, he didn�t want that. �Oh Firelight� how could you? Father� how could you?� Whispered the ghostly form. Slowly he faded and could naught be seen no more but he was not gone. A breeze he was over the face of his mother. Over his father and beloved sister, he wanted to go as well but couldn�t.
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The cry of the mare momentarily caused him to halt. But then in a flash, he was after his prey, which was his daughter� or Fire Cry�s daughter. This wasn�t excaltly Fire Cry who was in control. He laughed as the fae took flight and he easily kept up with her. �Firelight� firelight�� He called mockingly and his laughter shook the earth.

[Uuugggh... I feel awful. Half my school and I are sick with something... where is my blankey?]

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