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Post by Mazzira on Aug 30, 2010 6:06:27 GMT -5
Kyro
how about we just forget
[/i] ?[/center] Waves of heat rolled through the forest, visible in the midday sunlight. I looked at the drooping trees with half closed eyes, the sunlight was that strong. I flicked my tail in a halfhearted attempt to shoo the flies that had settled on my flanks. They flew into the air for a moment before resettling on my sweaty flanks. I twitched my skin irritable, trying a little harder this time. The pesky insects did the same thing.
Irritation turned into annoyance as their tiny legs dug into my skin. My green eyes blazed as I drew on the cool feeling of the metal pocketed deep in the earth where the sun never touched, and I shook my entire body, sending black buzzing insects flying in all directions. The light from my eyes dulled and faded as I sent clouds of red dust around me, keeping the irritating flies away.
Yeah, I was little prone to overreacting. Ok. maybe just not a little, maybe I overreacted a lot for lots of different reasons, especially annoyance or anger. I didn't tend to lean towards overreacting about being safe and cautious, because, truly, what 4 year old stallion was? It was all about the testosterone and nothing seemed impossible. Trust me, I know.
Although, when you find a mare that made you feel as my beautiful Chemical Romance did, you tended to start being a little more careful. Except I hadn't really, I had just started not taking so many risks and doing stupid things because I was a testosterone pumped stallion. Well, maybe not the last one, but you get the idea.
I shook my head, flicking my white forlock out of my eyes. Thinking of Chem, where was she? We had arranged to meet here when we had parted in the Abode all that time ago. She cold simply be running late, but there were other reasons. Maybe she had found another, more reliable and calmer dispositioned stallion. Or maybe she had been captured, or raped, or.... The list went on and on, so I stopped that thought in its tracks. No need to get anxious of a matter that was probably simple lateness. Words: I don't have a clue Muse: Eh, better than it has been Playlist: Ask me at a later time Notes/Other: All ready Wild![/blockquote][/blockquote]
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