Post by addictionbby on Sept 18, 2008 20:31:31 GMT -5
Honestly let's all stop and think for just a few minutes push past those demented thoughts of yours and think. Tartarus had just arrived not that long ago this was true and already he had gotten a mare scared away a foolish stallion and now was for sure going to have another mare, and also possibly watch a fight break out? Between the mares? Over him? Why?
You see are darling Tartarus never had mares fighting for him as long as they all were satisfied and trust me they were. Smirking at the past memories Tartarus payed close attention to the beauty before him. Her words were soothing though her statements were riddles that just needed to be decoded. Though Tartarus knew that it had to apply to the situation and speaking of Masque and in some way herself and himself.
Nostrils flaring inhaling her scent and ignoring Masque to make it simple. In all honesty she had certainly been much like the rest of pathetic mares, and non pathetic as well. The voice began to speak once again. 'Think about this you could have both following your every movement give this beauty the same or even better gift than the other received and then both will forever be attached to you...' Thinking it over Tartarus took into consideration on what the voice was speaking about.
As the massive stallion stepped back ever so slightly, the bulging muscles flexed and churned with his every movement. Silver scars flickered across the ebony abyss that covered his entire body. Feathers danced over the saucer pan sized hooves. The lengthy silken tail flicked once. Thick neck was craned as his chin was placed close to his barrel chest. Ears tilted back to wards his wicked skull slightly. Nostrils flaring. The wind tugged gently at his lengthy mane as well.
"What do I call this sculpted riddle box?"
Only intelligence would allow you to understand whom he was speaking to and what he was asking. Deep almost demon like vocals had emitted from the goliath's mouth. Bloodstained teeth clamped shut afterward yet oddly enough a charming, divine ring filled the air. Tartarus could not stop it, it was involuntary.Taking a calm glance back at Masque and then returning to the beauty. Inky eyes gleaming like marbles, emotionless and yet intoxicating.
You see are darling Tartarus never had mares fighting for him as long as they all were satisfied and trust me they were. Smirking at the past memories Tartarus payed close attention to the beauty before him. Her words were soothing though her statements were riddles that just needed to be decoded. Though Tartarus knew that it had to apply to the situation and speaking of Masque and in some way herself and himself.
Nostrils flaring inhaling her scent and ignoring Masque to make it simple. In all honesty she had certainly been much like the rest of pathetic mares, and non pathetic as well. The voice began to speak once again. 'Think about this you could have both following your every movement give this beauty the same or even better gift than the other received and then both will forever be attached to you...' Thinking it over Tartarus took into consideration on what the voice was speaking about.
As the massive stallion stepped back ever so slightly, the bulging muscles flexed and churned with his every movement. Silver scars flickered across the ebony abyss that covered his entire body. Feathers danced over the saucer pan sized hooves. The lengthy silken tail flicked once. Thick neck was craned as his chin was placed close to his barrel chest. Ears tilted back to wards his wicked skull slightly. Nostrils flaring. The wind tugged gently at his lengthy mane as well.
"What do I call this sculpted riddle box?"
Only intelligence would allow you to understand whom he was speaking to and what he was asking. Deep almost demon like vocals had emitted from the goliath's mouth. Bloodstained teeth clamped shut afterward yet oddly enough a charming, divine ring filled the air. Tartarus could not stop it, it was involuntary.Taking a calm glance back at Masque and then returning to the beauty. Inky eyes gleaming like marbles, emotionless and yet intoxicating.
