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Post by rannoch on Jan 20, 2009 16:43:47 GMT -5
Rannoch
I had been standing there for a while, now i was ready for more adventure, so i marked the perimeter of my territory by scraping the bark off some trees. Then i trotted off to go exploring some more... may be this time i will meet someone i thought, laughing to myself.
(((traveled to Dangerous Cliff)))
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 1, 2009 20:25:18 GMT -5
Head first....
Fearless....
Fearless was prancing through the land. Her Snow Ice eyes gleaming in the moonlight that surounded them. Her heat scent was faint, week. And, through some trees. Was a small spotlight. Fearless ended on the spotlight, she brayed like her sister as a Zebra. And nuzzled a tree with her neck, then looked up...She wanted someone she loved, and someone to love her, so badly...May there be someone around. She whispered. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 1, 2009 20:54:35 GMT -5
Rannoch sighed, landing on a branch overlooking the meadow on one of his hills. my hills, he thought happily to himself, pleased that he had such a nice territory to raise a herd. the falcon scanned the land with a keen eye, liking for intruders... or visitors.
Suddenly, he saw something white in the trees. He knew that it was most likely another deer sines most other things of that size have moved off long ago. Could be a wolf, he thought quickly to himself, dreading the possibility for if he wanted this territory, he'd have to run out the wolfs... if that is what he saw. deciding to scope it out, he swooped off in it's direction.
He landed on a branch near where he had seen that white animal. looking around, he quickly found what he was looking for, and was not only relieved, but ecstatic to see that it was a doe. "Hello" he said calmly, but loud enough for the doe to hear.
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 1, 2009 20:57:37 GMT -5
The beautiful eyed doe looked to him, and smiled lightly, Hello. I am Fearless, looking for a home, and you might be? she asked him, her coat begining to gleam in the moonlight, as she smiled with a sweetness. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 1, 2009 21:22:48 GMT -5
Rannoch listened to her response play a melody deep within his head. He fluttered down from the tree, twisting into stag form. he trotted a few steps to steady himself. turning to the doe, he said in a strong yet friendly voice "I am Rannoch of the North, leader of the blooming wood." Bowing a little as he replied, smiling in return, his heart skipping a little.
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 2, 2009 19:02:15 GMT -5
Beautiful doe looked up, Ice eyes gleaming in her Moolite spotlight, she sighed. Enchanting to meet you. May I join you're herd?If I MAy ask you? doe asked the stag, her scent of estrus slightly stronger, the scent even made her breath in lightly. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 2, 2009 19:30:42 GMT -5
Rannoch was taken a little off guard by her asking so suddenly. But none the less, he looked down at the doe, hard steel blue eyes growing as warm as a tropical ocean. "Of course you may dear." He smiled, replying in a soft, friendly voice.
"But... may i ask... whe... where exactly do you come from?" he asked, trying to find the right way to ask it, tilting his head a little as he did so.
Rannoch admired the doe's courage. Not only did she enter unknown territory by herself, she had also asked him right up if she could join his herd. His heart lept with both joy, and suspicion. For, southern and eastern deer have been known to do the same thing, just to fulfill their murderous desires. But... she doesn't look like a killer, rannoch thought cautiously to himself. Quite on the contrary, she looked more a lover than a fighter, with her pure white pelt, dappled with some black markings. And above it all, her eyes... her lightest of light blue eyes. Added together, she was a beautiful spectacle indeed.
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 2, 2009 19:43:10 GMT -5
White doe looked up, her eyes soulful and greatful as he said yes. She smiled lightly. I dont know...I found myself here, but a mere week ago. I remember nothing nothing of anything previously...Only that I was born in the Northern Kingdom. A dark stag tried forcing me to his land in the Eastern...But I got away, and came here. And thats where I met you. She smiled, closing her beaitiful eyes, then looking back to him. She shook, and the glitter spun around her, and the swan of beauty. The black X on her forhead was still there, and she waved her large wings and landed. She shook, and became a doe again within a minute. She smiled to him, her eyes seemed better off. Stronger and stronger the scent became, it flamed through nostrils, and stags brayed as males all over, as she stood there. The scent seemed sweeter, more..irrasistable than more. But she didnt care, didnt mind. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 3, 2009 21:24:56 GMT -5
Rannoch's smile wained for a moment as she told her story. It was a tall tail to believe, he had never herd of a eastern stag do anything but try to kill northern does. But if she was telling the truth, she had a sad past indeed.
All his doubts went away as he watched transfixed, as she morphed into a swan, and back again. This doe, this doe of the swan, of the skys. Could beyond doubt, not be a killer.
"Fearless is your name, and it fits you indeed. I welcome you Fearless... of the north, to this land." he said, quite playfully.
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Post by rannoch on Feb 3, 2009 21:27:08 GMT -5
Rannoch's smile wained for a moment as she told her story. It was a tall tail to believe, he had never herd of a eastern stag do anything but try to kill northern does. But if she was telling the truth, she had a sad past indeed.
All his doubts went away as he watched transfixed, as she morphed into a swan, and back again. This doe, this doe of the swan, of the skys. Could beyond doubt, not be a killer.
"Fearless is your name, and it fits you indeed. I welcome you Fearless... of the north, to this land." he said, quite playfully.
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 3, 2009 22:35:59 GMT -5
white doe smiled lightly....She was flawless, really. Only few things wrong with the swan. She chimed a small song as he spoke, and he looked to him, and you are strong, and noble. As I can see so far. Prove me wrong? I think not. She cooned to the stag who stood before her. The moonlite spotlight was stronger, as if the night knew she was the flawless doe in the wood. Thank you, I will love it hear. She coaxed in a good way to him. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 6, 2009 23:18:04 GMT -5
Rannoch smiled. He was happy indeed. The moonlight reflected off of fearless in a way that made his stomach turn, and his heart jump.
"so..." he said, not really knowing what to say. "have you seen the meadow yet?"
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 7, 2009 21:40:11 GMT -5
White doe smiled sweetly, and sighed, Rannoch...Will...Will you be my...mate? Her blue eyes where gleaming lightly, as she turned to face him all the way. |
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Post by rannoch on Feb 7, 2009 21:47:53 GMT -5
Rannoch smiled, a little taken aback by this question. he paused, and blinked. "if you wish it to be so..." he said more like a question than a statement.
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Post by whiplashice on Feb 7, 2009 21:50:35 GMT -5
I do. white doe smiled, and stepped out of her spotlight, and she embraced the large stag, her pelt was warm, from the light, and from her body. |
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