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| †El-Arabia† †Femora watches silently bodice hidden within the shadows..concave lobes flicker lightly as they heed every word spooken from her dear king..a smile plays upon countenance as platnium plumes lie docked upon brawn haunches..jagged nail is lifted from terrian as a light whicker is emitted through parted labrums..she rests ped upon sodden floor once again..hessonite orbs gaze apon each femora within the harem..she lifts pate lobes once again mobile as chisled nares flare..she didn't understand her rulers actions..he was angery then nice..she saw his anger lingering within his obsidian canvas as his vains bulged out..she steps back silently lurking within the shadows as she decends upon the muddy path hooves surgeing the ground below..a soft whicker is emitted as she emerges from the shadows† †She snorts lightly orbs casting down in respect before lifting to rest upon the others..she stands tall compelling bodice twitching lightly in her natural way of removeing pests..she looks into her rules orbs all emotions expresses from her light glance..she pulls away looking upon the mares..she didn't understand why so many must lie, to try and gain there rulers respect..he loved them all..she did know that every mare within the harem wished of a position..yet she thought that everyone includeing herself should be put to a test..she knew that some here were not loyal..yet she knew herselft that she would greatly love a position, yet if she hadn't gotten one, she would not perish from this harem..she would yet reside her, and fight for what was rightfully hers, and everyone elses..she would kill any whome dare touch one dearest to her..and yet she would show love and companionship to those whome needed it most..yes, her heart was cold and warm..she was a normal equine..she was a warrior like all equines are..she was a horse..of great breed, and endurance..she knew herself she would be greatly needed in the future, and she was going to make sure that she would be here in the future† †She watches silent thoughts raceing through her pate..she tosses dish dial dominantly emitting a low snort tresses landing upon haunches with loud snaps before pirouetting and fanisheing into the forest..it was now she would start her duty of gaurding this harem..she would do what she was sent here for, and forefill her destiny..she would not perish..or would she?† (sry if this double posted, my puter is acting up!!) |