French Twist

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The delicate Arabian moved with grace through the flood plain, 'bound with colorful summer vegetation. Her auric scythers hit the ground in rythmic beats as she carried herself towards the flowing river, silvern tail high and auds perked like salmon to the current, nervous and ready for danger.
She came to a halt by the shallows, one slender limb in the soothing water. Her big bronze pools lit briefly as she let out a breath from her pipes, relaxing for once.
She was lonesome and lost. Où sont je? she wondered aloud, softly and hardly audible. Je suis ..... perdu. She shook her small, misted apex and lowered her faded black muzzle into the river, parting her charcoal kissers to take a needed sip.
Lefre lifted her dainty crana and let out a soft whinny, searching for a clue as to where she exactly was.

[Dusty's Girl]

Soft movements brought the mare into the River once more. Since she had met a stallion, she had gained some weight, adding some nice flesh over her ribs and hips. Her reverse brindle hide gleamed dark bay in the light with white stripes adding to the confusion. She was delicately built, something not entirely of the wild that was for sure. Her movements were graceful, her trot floating and elastic. Her black mane and tail rippled like ebon flames behind her as she lifted her head and let a thin neigh flow to the horse before her. She had been roaming since she decided to take a walk from Flint. To free her mind and her body, she had told him.

Once more she lifted a neigh into the air, her delicate muzzle quivering with the sound. Dutchess had been through some rough times and only hoped for some peaceful times around here, since coming here starved and emaciated. Her new found lease on life was exciting, she was ready to meet new friends and new horses.

"Hello there, I am Dutchess. Who might you be?" Her voice was still soft, her muzzle reaching out in greeting.

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The small mare tried to make sense of the words uttered from the new, friendly minx. She had not talked aloud for some time, and her words were heavily accented by her native tone. I.... I am.... I am Lefre, she managed nervously. While she was not a master of the mare's language, she knew the language of equus, just like every other horse born into the world.
The sunny riverbank was too open for the light grey mare to cower, as she wished to do. But this horse was friendly, and seemed to have no thoughts of harming her. Lefre tried to say the mare's name. Dutchess? Was that it? Of course, when the shy mare tried to pronounce it, I came out sounding like Doo-chest.
Pale silver hide shivered to rid herself of annoying pests that buzzed in the air, wondering when the incests would cease their torture. While Lefre was not new to biting flies, these were particularly nasty. She stamped a rounded yolk-shaded hoof, stirring the flies on her front leg. Her tail helped some, but it couldn't reach to the front. Besides, her misted tail was carried high and proudly - not exactly the best tool for swiping around her belly.

[Dusty's Girl]

She bowed her head slightly, the effort still creeping up on her since her settlement here. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Lefre. It seems as if you are not from around here...but I am not either and it is not that hard to learn your way around, with the right guide, I guess." Secretly inside, Dutchess liked the way the new mare had pronounced her name, it was different and sounded lovely.

She raised her head slowly, and shook it, sending the insects flying in all directions. Her tail swept over her back as her left hind leg lifted to sweep at her stomach. It was hot and one could tell with the insects and all...

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The brindled vix was kind enough. Lefre's fears ebbed away gradually, though the flies did not. She moved into the slow-moving water and struck it with a small, golden hoof, splashing water all over her pale gray hide and underbelly, scaring off the flies and offering some relief from the hot sun beating down on her. Lefre shook herself, droplets of water gleaming as they hurtled through the humid air.
The now-wet mare climbed back onto the riverbank, still dripping but insect-free for the time being. No, I am not from here. She shook her misted crana, pale forelock swinging daintily. I am from a faraway place, where we use different speak. Her disjointed statement sounded like a foal trying to use proper words, but she really didn't have the native tongue of Sunshine River down yet.

[Dusty's Girl]

A nod of her head indicated that she knew of foreign lands, but only knew of them. She had met other horses from her time back in the racing barn and the jumping barn. The jumpers were almost all foreign and had strange words. Her tail lashed behind her as she lowered her head to crop a mouthful of grass. Lifting her head slowly, "Do you intend to stay here for some time? Or are you just a wanderer in these lands?"

Her skin shuddered as the insects landed on her, her mane ruffling as she shook her head once more. Her veil covered her eyes once more as she looked at the grey mare with her dark eyes. She had once been a traveller here, but now she had a herd and a stallion.

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Lefre shook her head. I do not know, but I like here..... maybe I stay? The mare frowned. That didn't sound right. When would she get the new mare's speak down? She sighed through her charcoal kissers. A few pests landed on her haunches and she shook her grey pelt again, stirring the bugs.
She thought over her words. Did she really want to stay here in Sunshine River? She had nowhere to go, nowhere to be. Perhaps this place would be good for her, allow her to get a real life, to fit in with real horses. Maybe she could find a mate of her own and live a happy new life. Yes, I think I should stay she said as clearly as she could.

[spirit1]

Arturio watched and waited trying to decide what mare would be the easiest to forcebreed or maybe even both afterall he has all the time in the world. Within a flash he reared inbetween the two mares and thumped down on one of the mares holding the brindled mare down with his razor sharp teeth. He breed to her without care for her comfort and whipped off to chase after the other mare, the grey seemed foreign and inviting! As he chased it he looked back to the brindle mare that he force-bred and she appeared in a daze ... appearances could be misleading. Though he did not know where Paramore was he liked her and she seemed to like dotting around places, she was like the mother he never had ... she was much saner than his own mum! As he chased her he seemed to cornor her in a canyon, "Affraid? of me mare?!" he said menacingly, "You should be?!!!" he screamed at her snapping his teeth viciously. As he reared he clawed the jagid hooves he possesed. Though whether he would forcebreed this mare he was unsure, she seemed so ... so .... so pure!!

will he or wont he .... mind making up time was hurrying through his distilled & cloudy mind.

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[Dusty's Girl]

Though weak from starvation and the other brutal force breedings, it finally clicked in Dutchess's head what to finally do. Her stallion, Flint, was back at the terra and rage was burning in her heart, in her soul. A scream issued from her muzzle as she tore off after the stallion, ears pinned and teeth bared.

Though no foal would ever come to be from the starved mare, something had finally snapped in her brain. She tore in behind the stallion, rearing up on her powerful hind legs. Her forehooves lashed out at him with careless ease. Too many years had she put up with stallions such as this, for too long had she been a victim. Now it was her time. She lunged at him with her teeth bared and hooves at the ready, knowing that if he was already staring at the French mare, he would never see the attack that she had just launched. Her teeth bared down on his hamstrings, her hooves raking up along his sides. She had finally had enough of these stupid stallions and the things hanging between their hind legs.

A scream like that of a stallion poured forth from her muzzle as she fought with fury, her soul finally showing what had made her the once proud champion that she was. She had speed, no doubt about that. Years of winning races had given that to her. She had stamina, years of jumping had done that as well. But she had something else driving the thin mare on. She had Hatred. Her tail lashed in fury as she reared up once more, wanting to give the stallion a taste of his own medicine, her hooves and teeth coming down towards his back.

[Dusty's Girl]

((ooc: Spirit...watch the powerplay and godmoding...please. I dont mind that you want to forcebreed Dutchess since she can be incompacitated and want to start things...but I dont like when I cant fight back...I want a shot at least. Besides, you awoke a demon when messing with her...did you read her history?))

[spirit1]

[[OOC: sorry. I never notice i'm doing it I wanted Arturio to not have a clue about what precussions force-breeding can have and when a mare CAN defend herself. So ... if ii didnt know what she was like neither would Arturio and the reprecussions can seem more brutal! Harsh I know but thats what ii call method role playing xD ]]

The brindled mare snuck up behind him and he had no clue what attacks she was throwing at him and as blood treacled down his adrenaline rushed body. As he lashed his face to look at the mare it was too late to rear for she reared once again and ripped into his back. A piercing scream left his muzzle and he had enough from taking beatings from mares, his mother had done it so often when he was younger and no longer he would not fight back from mares ... now he was going to cause them the pain that they deserved! As Arturio laughed menacingly at the mare's attempt of fighting back he whipped his whole body around and screamed at her terrifyingly, "MY TURN !!!!" he loved fighting as it was and now it was against a mare it felt as if a bonus for him.
Arturio reared up as much as he could and threw his hooves into the air as he gazed at the brindle mare. A flash of hooves were sent in the direction of the mares maw. Body weight was pressed toward the mare hoping to strike fear into her optics. The attacks did not stop there, he bucked reared and fought as if against an older more experianced stallion. He lashed out and bit at her while his hearing pipes were situated firmly flat against his skull. Little scratches and perminant scars started to bleed, on who's body?! Terrible screams were thrown throughout, hissing and groans too! If this mare was not going to bear his foal then she would go down under his body weight.

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[Dusty's Girl]

"You are a fool!" Her voice was harsh with hatred as she took many of his blows and dodged many more. Years of fighting the other stallions had given her stallion like skills and she was no doubt ready in life to use them. Sure, she might be older than this stallion, but she was none the less more ready for a fight. Her hooves flew at him like flashing daggers as her teeth ripped at him like steak knives. Her ears flattened against her skull as she screamed at him, the stallion never striking fear in her heart. No, this stallion was more of a yearling wanting to be a stallion than any stallion that she had ever encountered in her travels.

Blood poured from many wounds and scratches, but nothing was taking her down. She would not bear this stupid stallion a foal and she would never let a stallion take her down. She screamed once more and reared fully, her forehooves lashing out at him with speed and fury. Her hind legs danced her closer to him to bring her weight down on his back once more, her teeth ripping at his hide. As she crashed to the ground, her teeth immediately snaked towards his hamstrings once more, biting and tearing towards the flesh there. She hoped that she had made a direct hit and wished for the blood to enter her mouth. Her tail lashed in fury as she attempted a bite towards the stomach with her sharp teeth. She was not going to let him get away without feeling some pain on his end.

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OOC: Um.... hello?? I'm confused as to what's going on. xD

[spirit1]

[[OOC:: Arturio is force breeding both of the mares ... Dusty's & your own ... now Duchess and Arturio are fighting because Duchess has had enough of being forcebred xD and when he's done with Duchess he's coming after Lefre to forcebreed her .... get it now ?? LOL]]

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Sure... lol.

[spirit1]

Arturio watched the mare reared and joined her as she lashed out he pinpointed his targets. Throwing his weight into his hooves he aimed for; her chest, her stomach, her neck and anywhere else he hit was good enough for him. She bore down on him and bit into his hind but he bucked so she scratched him not drawing flesh or any serious amount of blood. His hamstrings dodged her teeth and instead most likely kicked her in the jaw, certainly that would be unexpected! As the brindle mare ran towards him aiming to bite into his stomach he semi-reared up and lashed out... him not being able to see where his hooves were flying hoped that they hit the mares jaw .... once again??

Arturio flew towards her with all his TB speed and muscle and litrally ran circles around her. Once more he reared up behind her and bit onto her neck, hoping to draw blood, so he tightly locked his jaw onto her. He was mounting her AGAIN!! Arturio just threw his muscle and weight down onto the mare not concerned of her welfare hoping to make her imobile. "Just save yourself more pain mare and trot along!" he said to the brindle in a nasty sarcastic manor.

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[Dusty's Girl]

Dutchess had had enough of this arrogant stallion. She was also of the blood of the Throroughbred and had more trained speed than himself, at least she was trained to race and jump. She had been hit once in the jaw, but not hard enough to knock herself out or dislocate the joint. She reared back as the other hooves came flying at her face, her forehooves lashing against him. Her tail flew behind her as she backed up quickly.

Once more feeling his weight on her back, she dropped. Dropped straight down to the ground, her legs folding beneath her weight. As she dropped, she rolled away from him and regained her footing. A loud scream echoed from her muzzle as she reared up once more and lashed out. "I have already lost my stallion and you have taken my dignity! Now, I will take your life if you try anything more. I have nothing more to lose!" She slammed into the ground, her head high and her ears pinned against her skull. She was ready to run or fight, she had not made up her mind just yet.

[spirit1]

Arturio quickly moved out of the way of the brindle mares hoove path. They narrowly missed his left ear. "Ha ... you have your life to lose, worth more than dignity in my books!!!!" he replied to her. When she had reared and lashed her forehooves against him well, he could feel the blood on his back against the cold Autumn air. Rearing up tall he lashed out at her, almost kicking his front hooves out infront. He slammed himself down and threw bites in the mares direction. One close to her chest, another stronger one at her jugular ... oh it was the blood and flesh from her neck he wanted to taste in his maw. If he killed her it would be either his 12th or 15th kill he really had lost track now!! Throughout his regal head had remained highly held and posture down to a tee enabling him to maintain his balance.

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[Dusty's Girl]

Getting furious, she finally stopped and snorted loudly, her head upright. "Enough, young stallion! You get nothing accomplished by killing horses." Her ears were still pinned flat against her skull. She backed up from him and snorted loudly once more.

She turned as if to run and leave, but stopped short. The wind blew across her wounds, drying the blood as it did so. Her haunches lifted her into the air as she screamed at him, "This is not over, I will find another to bring you down. To place you where you belong!" Her scream echoed for several miles as she landed and took off with a great speed.

[spirit1]

Mares no longer scared him. They ran from fights as for the ones that stod and fought they end up dying. Arturio snorted loudly, "Your wrong, I get kicks by killing horses!" he whispered into the air menacingly. He simply watched as she reared up and he laughed, she really thought he feared getting into fights!

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[[OOC: sorry its short but if my dad catches me on his comp he'll go spare ... add more on later!]]