Posted by e y e s o r e on August 26, 2008, 2:09 pm
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Name: Eyesore
Age: 6-ish?
Breed: Arabian/Knabstrupper cross
Gender: Definitely & proudly female
Strength: Sex appeal, cunningness, flirtation, lust for power
Weakness: Selfishness, coldheartedness, distaste for mares
Minor Objective: Successfully block 2 steals
Super Objective: Gain Kale's trust
Harem Preference: Wolf
Class: Espionage
Name: l e x
Contacts: AIM: x unstablemixx ; email: shinderira@hotmail.com
Well, lookie what we have here.
A dainty little white and black speckled mare would stroll quite casually -- confidently -- into the holds of Bartholomew's keep, her steps high and tail swishing oh, so elegantly about her hips. It seemed the girl had a purpose, or at least knew where she was going, and indeed her cobalt hues swept across the place with almost loving familiarity. Or just possessiveness. Granted, it is Eyesore we're talking about, and she probably sees everything in this place as being hers. Not moreso than his, of course, but hers nonetheless.
Striding not so hastily right to where she knew he spent his most idle of times (and these were indeed idle times with all the stallions starting off at the bottom of the ranks), she'd make no show or scene save for her very presence. Because, of course, that was enough. Finding his gaze, she'd come to a halt, standing as prettily as she possibly could, keeping that neck arched and that tail perked like a dog in heat. Because he likes it like that.
"Hey, baby," she cooed huskily. "I missed you."
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