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Smoldering optics flicker sharply, pelt shuttering briefly at intense nip from femmora . . . how dare she? Tempered build of Arab elegance whirls sharply to forthright face intruder. Molten pools light briefly in surprise of such a gender's approach, orbs quickly smoldering to a blackened and impenetrable haze.
Something lightened briefly amongst the glowing color of his coat, as if his spirit lightened slightly . . . a cool breeze had accompanied this elegant youth. Toned muscles shifted slightly, almost uneasely from the once comfortable position of near arrogance.
"Emblem of Magic, Emblem for short . . . and yours?"
The question was clipped as if becoming once more guarded from this heat seeking missile. There was no doubt in his mind that the filly could fend for herself, this he mused over. Similiar to his sister, yet something told him at times her temper was brutal and quick, while others patience was a virtue which hadn't removed itself from her.
Pools of liquid molten removed themselves from the seeming goddess . . . perhaps she was something that he would pursue. A slight sparkle lit beneath the tempered surface of orbs. Copper coat shimmering slightly, as if contemplating the thought of always getting what he wanted . . .
His spirit was that of iron, ungiving to any with only one exception.
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-- Emblem of Magic, 12:13:49 09/16/01 Sun|
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