a day's gain.

[ecstasy]

<sub>a hefty gaze settled over the fellow mares. ah, a peacemaker seemed this Tempt..peace. ah, a fool's misleading theory. a light's. a shrill call echoed before a gruff nudge was taken to the side of the bronc. another..to take one from him?! hah! so this was it. another called Magick from his home in a time of need. such stupidity, had this unknown bronc known what would be unleashed? a soft chuckle toned out from the depths of her vocals, nudging again at the bronc to see him off.i shall await your return. I, your latin godess. your gem. surely..surely all of us who you hold dear are too strong willed for any other to handle..may the darkened gods be with you. her statement was laid out casually, watching the large bronc slip off from the lands. off to a putrid land..one with no comparison to such as their own. yes, their land. belonging to all of them in shares. soon enough, magick's throne would be spliced..but for whom? oh..what was this? he was leaving her in charge? odd..yet quite satisfying to some extent. worry? ah, always. but worry for disappointing such a bronc? never...no, she had no intentions of disapproval from the loathsome king. ever. unless by chance. by the messing of time. that wasn't too common now was it? so..he left her to deal with his dirty work. all the more chance she had. wonderful. if her fellow mares thought of her as gruesome now, they had quite another thing coming. her in charge would mean no lightness, no forgiving. no time for apology. time for order. time for one to step up. a great responsibility lay, draped over her shoulders. he had given her the oppurtunity of a lifetime. his timing couldn't have been better. but what if one of the femmes were to be stolen? no worries. faith was one of the many things she held for the bruthen. much more was felt, though none to speak of at the time. none were needed..yet. a great duty must be filled..yes..to watch over the wonderous lands of Maleck whilst the bronc was dealing with a fool's challenge. subsiding her hatred for a moment, a light brush with her kissers over his pelt was taken before he set off.[that doesn't fit..oh well.]

a wave of the ashen plumage swept over the spinals, watching coldly as tempt snapped at her. a game you want, is it? a harsh swing of her fores brought a light blow to the cage area of the femme, temptation. but, soon enough she fled the lands. yet again. was it because her arrival had brought pressure on the femme? could she herself not 'handle it'? hah! the lucid canvas of the she pinched lightly over rippling tendons, her bodice shapeshifting somewhat so that she stood in a more regal stance. she was in charge. it was her now that would manage the glorious lands of maleck whilst Magick was away with the tedious challenge.her. a stifle chuckle forced way from her diaphragm, a gaze to settle now over Karma. ah, a fine made mare, no? much beauty, that was clear. both of the two seemed equal..would thier traits differ? or were they similar? hmm..yet one more thing time would tell. no grudge for this Karma was held, though how easily one would form.a harsh cry sounded from the depths of the vocals before advancing to the femme with a light nibble at her canvas. time for play. none others had offered her company, so perhaps she would offer hers. would karma accept? she hadn't known. soon enough she would discover. perhaps this was a femme she could tolerate..if she herself was to reign over maleck with the overlord Magick. karma seemed a pure dark, though looks were deceiving. frolic with me. quick now! while no one is looking. a haze of thoughts through the petite femme into a discipline of mind. the game would have to end soon, for her limited reign over the lands would be treated and respected with the utmost care. perhaps with magick's return she would make acquaintences with her fellow temptress.until then, she stated coolly. the playtime would wait..yes. for now, ecstasy would maintain a high level of self control. a thing she was rather un-accustomed to, though she would learn. at other times, she was such a wild thing. strong-willed as any. a harsh coo set her back again to Magick's rock, the regal stance of the earlier moment restated quickly. the gaze of the femora sifted idly over the lands with a blank stare, pedastals to scrape at the rock with light metallic thuds. this scraping soon deepened, crevices of tiny cracks forming. her mark was made. this day, ecstasy ruled maleck..only for a time. the dinstinct mark lay, forever burned within the hard overcasts of the stone. beautiful. what was more satisfying? a permanent reign..with magick at the side. that would be perfect. yes..perfect. the only thing thinkable that would compare to the phrase 'perfect'. a gruff call descended slowly to Karma, an apologetic form stating the voice. rarely did she apologize, though she felt it needed for the time. the only time. take my words and remember them well. never again. a hasty pacing sent the mare about the cold stone's surfaces.hmm..how many times had magick done the same? gah. putrid thoughts. so light she was acting. ridiculous. she returned to the stationary position at the rock's peak, gaze returning to Karma with a curious glint. what now?</sub>

[Magick]

roll out the red carpet
sound out the trumpets
as I return
so shall you bow

so I return. all hail my presence. come my little minions, where are my girls? karma. temptation. ecstacy. have you filled my desires my pretty little one? filled the position of queen for the day fairly? so shall I see. appex hovered smoothly over jaunty gait picked up at the edge of his terrain. optics pierced the very soul of the land. his. all of it, from the endless forest to the hills far and beyond. and the ruffian still hadn't laid claim to his Tempt. ground beneath his churning pistons, the loam was torn here and there from ancient stallion skirmishes. and yet he had still prevailed. from in the distance he had found her. minx frame plastered upon the backdrop of a bloodred heaven. atop his hill. his. magick's anger subsided as he realized her deeper intentions. was she actually signing me as if I were blind to her reasons? frown turned into a smirk as he picked up the pace a tad bit more. deserving she was, her reward would be great. logging that off as a memory, the hession urged forward. but first, a visit to karma was needed. changing his direction, magick quickly located the duchess near some brambles. loam once reaching to touch his extentions now fell away, the speed lowered emmensly. honners fell aloft, attempting to search her for any new scents. now there you are. come. visit with the rest of your extended family. velveteens plucked her hyde, caressing her smooth curves in longing. was she to follow as he assumed she would? karma had better start rounding out the herd. doing her share in each labor. obviously the desire for queen wasn't strong in her blood. or something was being kept from her lord.

don't be shy
we don't bite much
if we had so desired
you'd already be in a crunch

quickly he had found himself at ecstacy's side. plumage delicately whisked over her length, ridding her of any fallen debris or foliage marring her beauty. tired wuff was breathed 'pon her cheek, thankful for her efforts if only for a day. words were not needed. taunt muscles relaxed under ecstacy's watchful gaze. magick again felt at home. oh! but where had that rascal ess gone? perhaps if they were lucky far away from Maleck. perhaps not. one more silent nudge was taken upon her hyde, a final farewell before the realities of the herd befell magick. now where had karma gone off to? hadn't she been right at his side a moment before? his bay beauty. his rock in the herd. for while ecstacy was dominant and controlling, karma was more relaxed. a strong fighter in the constant battles that life provided. both were good choices for the crown. but only one may wear it. chiseled appex slowly nodded, considering his many thoughts. whipcord flicked once across his length, chasing off the remaining flies. autumn was nearly upon Equusoul. cold winds and fallen leaves would become more common with each passing day. pistons shuffled restlessly, a change was needed. mayhaps the two would provide him with some excitement. some enjoyment of life. though magick was content as a herd stallion, he longed for the role of sire as well. what do you know? opportunities appear at the oddest of times, do they not?

[sorry so short...museless again]

[pierre]

<sup>a lingering gaze held captive of the very image of magick, his mysterious beauty calling out to her, his lure screaming to her silently. the agony was felt deeply, so sickening, yet so satisfying. her gaze held, tucked away within the bountiful curves of the steed's figureen, how fluidly he moved..how gracefull he was. elegant. wonderful. the perfect one. she watched, standing still on the perch, as he shifted to karma..ah, karma. truely a lovely femme..though why had she not fought..or even resisted magick leaving her in charge? awkward..it seemed she had not wanted to rule at magick's side, though how could one not? her lucid hyde glimmered, a femenine rumble to escape the petite brawn before noting magick had turned directions again, nearing her. the simple brush of his chords across the figure of ecstasy coursed a shudder down the spinals, adrenaline creeping up slowly. such ways he had..strange. meandering around the bronc, fond nibbles strewn their way across the thick dome of the he, soon to nibble tenderly at his traced cage. so perfectly had it fallen in to play, everything. she had had her chance, now what of its result? what of her short reign over Maleck? would karma receive the same, or the decision that lay before the darkened bronc be made upon the already? hmm..how was he to choose between the two..did he prefer the leadership qualities of herself, or the softer features of karma? not yet would she worry herself, for being his queen was not everything..yet. hastily, she nosed at the fleshy flank of the bronc, clenching the flap for a moment before releasing the hyde from her grip. soft murmers began to flood the surroundings, voiced from her chord box. was it seductry? or for the heck of it? mmm..both. she returned to the right angle of the he, regathering the regal stance at his side as before, though she had no right to be atop the rock with him in such a stance. oh well, he would let her know if she was not welcome where she was, wouldn't he? her amber gaze wandered over the fresh topographical floors with a blank stare, only to stop short as visionaries paused over karma. her rich bay pelt was rather a glorious sight, yes..karma was beautiful. she admitted it, for it was truthful. I'm outside of your window..with my radio. a muffled call sounded before she inched next to her mate, her module bumping ever so lightly into his. a delicate touch, though meaningful nonetheless.

hmm, a swift survey was taken yet again over the lands within her reach, noting that one of their miniscule harem was missing. mm..the rebellious one. Temptation. where had she wondered off to? a glance was thrown in each direction, hoping she wasn't to take the blame for the femme's leavance, though she had no supervision over the ess, she was no babysitter. a lighter tune fled from her agape probes, pacing away from magick for a moment. there were things she hadn't spoke of, though things she had shown..things that were..complicated. her plumage whipped and battered at the flanks, soon to flip completely turn up, revealing yet again her handicapped state. disgusting it was. disgusting. she soon began to pace to and fro before stepping to magick's side once more, flanking him now. my morbid love..there is something we must speak of, though i know you be no fool, you are not blind i know. i suppose you know what i speak of, though i am unsure of your thoughts about this..rather tender subject. i do so wish to bear the foal of your first, though i do not expect such a desire to be filled so quickly. her words were somewhat slurred with speed, though comprehendable. surely he would catch the drift..surely. her aperature hung limply about his withers now, draping his rougen hyde. her enamels soon ran over the opposing siding of the bronc, skimming his flesh in a delicate motion. her scythes scraped at the stoned floor of the rock in a nerved manner, her feathered cavity bumping gently into his cage. it was time, no doubt, but something was holding him back from choosing the first mare..what was it? tell me love..my only..why must you keep us from your answers? of course no feelings were to be hurt, for she rarely felt sadness at the less. jealousy would be stricken if another was to encounter the bronc before her, but she would get over it. the envy would fade, sooner or later. her gaze grew hazy, concealed by curiousity and sleep both, her apex still loose about the spinals of her mate. had fate brought the two together..or was it messed up timing? whatever the case, quite giddy she was..to be with one such as magick, light as this thought sounded. though her light thoughts of the recent times hadn't seemed to bother the brujo to an extreme. perhaps the lightness came with the state of guilt she was in, and if that be the case..too quickly would it fade..</sup>

[Karma.]

Karma sighed quietly as she awaited Magick's return, quickly turning down Ecstacy's attempt at childish games. Swaying her chocolate tail, her deep eyes scanned the horizon, mind pondering whom Deadly Sins had attempted to steal. She was certain it would have either been the mare of youth, or the mare that seemed to want to be in control of everything. She immediately crossed herself off of the list, knowing that none would go out of their way to steal a mare with such a mind of her own like herself. Finally catching his masculine scent along the breeze, Karma searched the plains once more, finally detecting the lord of Maleck.

As he approached, she stayed back, not wanting to bother him when his obvious queen wished to speak with him. She had not been given a chance at leading, and knew that even if she did Ecstacy would soon sabotage her. As she predicted, he stood beside Ecstacy, nipping each other lovingly. Now that Temptation was gone, another menace replaced her.
Karma had stressed her mind to decide once more on whether or not to accept it if Magick wished to be the sire of her first foal, a touchy concept for her. She knew it would simply be for a larger harem, and decided that that was good enough, she did not need someone to love her, and did not care any longer. It was not in her fate to know such good things, part of why she had been born of the cursed equines. Only if he wished it though, which she was sure was out of the question when he had his love beside him over there.

[Magick]

follow my voice

it seemed as though with tempt's dissapearance, the harem had come together once more. as it should. like a needle pulling thread, the ends would come together. attach yourselves to the land. attach and be. for without each other, we cease to exist. cochlea followed the clicks and ticks of shuffling sythes and beating hearts. curvature bent to absorb the ever-spiked appearance of ebon threads. smirk pasted atop parted labrums rousing to speak their constant vigil. observation? I think not. be it true however, the decision was made. his voicings were needed. special care would be given to his first babe. oh yes, a very tender touch. hyde shimmered with nerved water. sweat was it? already falling to the weakness of your recessed mind magick? don't. give. in. the darkened bronc quickly met with the ebon shade ess near her side. whispers streamed from his quieted mug, the decision of his queen, now her title. rise ecstacy and feel the burden of your new position. fail and I hesitate not, to hand the crown to karma. melancholic phase passed through his sly optics, look cast to her gaunt features. soon they shall be filled my demon dove. but no, he hadn't forgotten his second charge. title of duchess her newfound ranking. none should overthrow their new monarchy...the abandonment of tempt had guarenteed this much. sepia brawn basked in the shade of his rulings. proud. Maleck's new family was growing in strength. queen now clasped firmly in his reign. congrats raven maiden. you've now the spot of the royal neck. use it with caution and care. nod of the appex was given once before approaching the russet goddess. karma. do not dispair. do not weep. fight for it my dear. if you so desire!

as I see fit

magick stalked upon the lithosphere until he reached the side of his beige beauty. pistons claimed the terra firma each step, drinking in the pulse of the soil underneath his flints. banner tossed in apprehension. her dissaproval clearly evident 'pon her expressionless facade. or so it seemed with a shadow passing over the witch's crown, making it quite impossible to tell. kissers met karma's withers, almost apologetic at his decision. 'twas one of the roughest states he had been capable of making in his entire seven orbits. marked boa snaked around her's, labrums closing down upon her petite frame desireably. for it was her time. the maiden season. it was inevitable now, he would breed her first. a compromise? for obvious reasons. since ecstacy recieved the highest ranking wench, karma got her due gift. the dam of his first offspring. ecstacy would either accept it, or be required to get over it. mascu tones resonded throughout her twin spires, audible only in a faint whisper. now my slender duchess, you are not forgotten. do not think that for a second. would you bear the first fawn of Maleck? vocals were raspy but still revealed a miniscute percentage of lust towards karma. how beautiful both of his czaress' were. but only one could serve his current needs, and his queen would have her deserved chance in due time.

the key to my heart is yours to get

[pierre]

[snarls] my goodness. ecstasy may not be queen. no one knows. [mumbles and plays with blocks in corner]

brb. gotta feed our puppies

[pierre]

^{a gentle coo sounded, watching the bronc snake off to the forsaken area where karma rested. what a pity.. so..this wench, karma, would bare his first fawn!?! her cavity of a feathered texture heaved with a gruff grunt..how dare he. the knowledge that karma's precious babe would be treated so much better than her own sent darts of wavering brutality through her veins in thick courses, though she dare not let magick know of the steaming hatred that lay buried deep, veiled by her patience. hah, so he thought the season was only his need? fool. he shant think so, for she too needed it. to fill the handicap that protruded in on her life carelessly. let karma have magick's first darkling, let that darkling have magick's main attention. like she cared. in truth, she did care..though who would want to know? a gruffer nod was taken, her jawls to sprawl into tight clenches as the bronc flirted with the other femora. deep grunts bellowed, her tones femenine with lure. what was she to do whilst her brujo was away, breeding to another femme? she would wait. that was what. the only thing she could do. let her season be past, forgotten again..though she would never be forgotten, for she was his queen. his only queen. a title that no other mare could stand to. a menacing smirk plastered to her curled laburnums. perhaps the flirting that now took place would give her a preview of what to expect from the bronc. a deep lust was felt for the bronc, though she wasn't sure if he knew of such. she began to sway from side to side, crooning with the motion. a quiet moan sent the femme across the stone, pacing to and fro eagerly. soon enough, a foam of ivoric lather painted the lucid contours of the ess. what was it? anxiety? excitement? eagerness. definately. her seekers held a tinge of grudge, darkness, hatred, brutality. all of the above. she returned to pacing over the cold surface of the stone..the whipping stone. mm..that suited it well. her calls rang out from her vocals, awaiting the..awaiting the what? for the overlord of maleck to seed the first born and return to her?hmm..what to do, what to do. where had temptation wondered off to? quite unsure of why, she began to feel rather curious about the absent one..and that was very, very stupid of her.}

[pierre]

wow.[points] my post sucks. sorry for being gone, some things have happened in RL.

[pierre]

someone needs to posty here

[pierre]

SOMEONE POSTTTTTTTTTT