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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 10:06:06 GMT -5
The stallion almost rolled his eyes at the mare, but stopped himself before he could get himself killed. He closed his orbs as he broke into a trot from a stand still. He didn't mind doing that, but sometimes it hurt his back leg, the leg he had broken when he got lost out in the desert, but that was three years ago. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 10:25:44 GMT -5
Morga slowed down, now just floating along at a walk as she made her way to the one spot she wouldn't be disturbed. Besides, she needed to make sure of this stallion first.
This stag, he was big, strong, and didn't complain even though she kept going into a trot. Even if it was a colt, she would enjoy having this time.
Of course, he didn't really like her. None of the horses, except her favorite mare, did really. Her favorite mare, the only one she was kind to, though Morga wasn't sure why.
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 10:31:56 GMT -5
The stallion slowed when she did and he looked around. He wondered if this was the place that she was taking him to, but he had no idea why, or where. "M'lady? May I ask you another simple question?" His voice was calm and his eyes were cast down once more. He didn't want to make her upset. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 10:34:24 GMT -5
"My, you are being bold today Apollo, but yes, you may," Morga answered, flicking her black banner as she turned to face him.
She watched him, and waited to see if he betrayed anything. He was good, at hiding how he felt. Oh, she knew, it came with power, but she liked to pretend she didn't know. That also came with the power.
Shifting a little onto her back legs, she watched him, eyes calculating.
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 10:52:07 GMT -5
He shifted from one of his back hooves to his front one. He blinked and then answered, "What do you want from me?" He knew he could ask no more questions, unless he asked, but he also wanted to know when they had arrived at the place she wished for them to go. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 11:00:20 GMT -5
"I thought you were smarter then that Apollo. I choose you, if that spells it out for you," Morga answered, sounding like she thought he would have figured it out.
Walking up to him, she circled, and added, "Yes, choose you. Not that you need to know why but I wish to indulge in what I allow my mares to do so as well. That answer your question?"
Her tone had gotten a little dangerous, showing she was losing her patience with the questions. She was only direct if she had to be.
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 11:07:59 GMT -5
The stallion almost winced at her words. Yes, he was scared of this female, but he tired to not let that show. He blinked, but didn't speak to her. He didn't speak unless she told him to, and he didn't hear her ask him to speak to her. But then she asked him a question. "Yes, it does, M'lady." He answered her. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 11:15:33 GMT -5
"I'm so glad about that Apollo. I would hate to have to kill you after finally finding a brute I find acceptable to be with," Morga stated, the dangerous tone not so dominant.
Apollo was safe again, at least for the time being. Looking as frail as she did, she knew Apollo being a little bold was something she was going to have to rely on. One stallion she had killed because he had been 'afraid he would hurt her'.
That had been a little unacceptable, and she had killed him. A little boldness never hurt, unless it meant disobeying, then it did.
[ooc: how will this work?]
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 11:18:23 GMT -5
[OOC-Well you don't want to do graphic breeding, so just send me the stats of Morga and we can just say they did it. Unless you want to have a little graphic breeding. Like saying, "He entered her and gave her his gift". It's up to you.]
The stallion knew he had won her approvel, but he didn't know how. He had been chosen many times, but he didn't think that it was great that he had been chosen by her. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 11:21:34 GMT -5
Morga knew that he didn't approve her, what stallion did? That's why she spared that white stallion years ago though. He was so obedient, and so good at obeying. She wanted him around as a role model for such upstarts as these guys. Moving in front of him, she knew he would be bold.
[ooc: a little, but not too much, 'kay? Let me change the thing on Morga's Palace real quick, so it doesn't say open]
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 11:23:14 GMT -5
[OOC-Okay.]
The stallion watched the female move around him. He didn't smell that she was in heat, so he didn't know why she wished to breed with him. Unless, she was getting ready to go into heat and she just wanted him with her until she was ready. Females confuised him, and this mare did a ton. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 11:29:20 GMT -5
"Just come along Apollo," Morga ordered, and began floating off again once more.
Hopefully, the horses wouldn't get into too much trouble while she was...ocuupied. Moving slowly, she knew he would keep up. He would follow, or he would have a broken leg, then she would dump him in the desert.
She took her time choosing stallions, and she knew he probably wouldn't be too proud of his foals. What stallion was?
They never stayed around long, especially not around Morga. She chased them off rather quickly, since she didn't like stallions around her during the time she was pregnant.
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 11:30:54 GMT -5
He followed with-out saying anything to the mare. His mind was racing though. He was thinking about if she had ever had anyother foals, or if this was her first time wanting to be with child. He shook his head and then kept after her, not speaking anything. [/size] |
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Post by Pandora on May 15, 2008 11:38:31 GMT -5
Morga thought about the stallions, not many, she had considered, then rejected, or killed. This wasn't the first attempt, though these horses forget she created them. 'With help from the God,' she thought with a soft shake to her pelt.
She made sure not to go over a walk this time, making sure Apollo would have no excuse to back off or fall behind. She soon entered a small, guarded area, that she usually stayed, by herself.
Shifting a little, she looked around, and she stared at Apollo. "This is the last stop," she stated coldly, and then she waited.
She didn't feel like doing anything, but she also wanted to make sure Apollo was right for her. These things took a little time, and she really hoped she wouldn't have to kill him later.
[ooc: I'm about to PM you with a ton of questions]
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Post by TobyMacFreak on May 15, 2008 11:42:27 GMT -5
[OOC-Okay, shoot.]
Apollo walked into the guarded area and took a deep breath. His sides grew and then they went back in as soon as he let his breath out. He looked around the area with his green eyes. Some of the mares told him they picked him for his green eyes, hoping their foal would have green eyes as well. He tried to hold back a sneeze, but it came out and he blinked. "Sorry, M'lady." He told her, his eyes cast down. [/size] |
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