~•-SeaBand - A RP of the Chincoteague Pony Band-•~ FINALLY a new plot!

[equinehugger3]

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"Not so fast, _____," He growled running to herd her away from him. "You're not going near him ever again." He stood in front of her, bristling.


This is going to be interesting. 0______________0

"Yeah, and who's going to stop me?" She growled through bared teeth.




Yes, very.

"Unless you want this shoved clean through your pretty little belly, I'd shut your ugly mouth," He threatened, nodding his head as he referred to his tusks.

 

[chickendiva25]

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"Yeah, and who's going to stop me?" She growled through bared teeth.




Yes, very.

"Unless you want this shoved clean through your pretty little belly, I'd shut your ugly mouth," He threatened, nodding his head as he referred to his tusks.

Marie glared at him, but shut her mouth.

 

[equinehugger3]

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"Unless you want this shoved clean through your pretty little belly, I'd shut your ugly mouth," He threatened, nodding his head as he referred to his tusks.

Marie glared at him, but shut her mouth.

"Do you want that little parasite inside you dead? The one that your colt can't possibly have fathered?" He asked cruelly, grinning. He looked longingly at the blood on her shoulder from his bite. He was thirsty...

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

What did I miss? O_____________________________________________________O"

 

[chickendiva25]

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Marie glared at him, but shut her mouth.

"Do you want that little parasite inside you dead? The one that your colt can't possibly have fathered?" He asked cruelly, grinning. He looked longingly at the blood on her shoulder from his bite. He was thirsty...

"How dare you talk about my mate like that!" Marie spat.



Meanwhile.....

"I wonder why I haven't disposed of you a long time ago, Wysteria..." Cleopatra said casually, as she gripped onto Wysterias neck tightly. Wysteria's hands and ankles were bound with a strange, wispy, smoke-like material. It made strange red burns on her skin, casuing her excruciating pain. Wysteria didn't speak, as she was drained of most of her energy from Cleopatra's "punishments." A large purple bruise cirlced one of her sea blue eyes, taking away from her usual clear complection. Blood from multiple wounds on Wysteria's body made stains in the sand, seemingly growing darker as the sky above them became more overcast. "Now, I can take my final revenge upon you Wysteria. Goodbye!" Cleopatra laughed triumphantly as she whipped out from within a hidden fold of her dress a sharp dagger. All of a sudden, a great light appeared from Wysteria where the form of a man showed up. He grabbed Wysteria before the fateful slice of the dagger could kill her. Then, the two dissapeared. "Nooooo!" Cleopatra screamed angrily, dropping her dagger and running her fingers through her greasy hair.

 

[chickendiva25]

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Not much really.

Although, Yuma might wanna save Marie right about now, she's being threatened by that evil tusked dude.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Not much really.

Although, Yuma might wanna save Marie right about now, she's being threatened by that evil tusked dude.

I see.

Yuma stood protectively in front of Marie. "Why can't you just leave us be?" he snarled.

 

[equinehugger3]

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Not much really.

Although, Yuma might wanna save Marie right about now, she's being threatened by that evil tusked dude.

I see.

Yuma stood protectively in front of Marie. "Why can't you just leave us be?" he snarled.

He reared and used his front hooves to half-heartedly push Yuma backwards. He turned to Marie. "Why not, hag? That's all he is; a gelded colt."

 

[chickendiva25]

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I see.

Yuma stood protectively in front of Marie. "Why can't you just leave us be?" he snarled.

He reared and used his front hooves to half-heartedly push Yuma backwards. He turned to Marie. "Why not, hag? That's all he is; a gelded colt."

"He is not!" Marie said a little bit louder.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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I see.

Yuma stood protectively in front of Marie. "Why can't you just leave us be?" he snarled.

He reared and used his front hooves to half-heartedly push Yuma backwards. He turned to Marie. "Why not, hag? That's all he is; a gelded colt."

"Son of a _____ _______ ______," Yuma cursed, stumbling back upwards. The stallion reared and whipped around so his powerful hocks faced the beast, kicking down hard on one of his tusks.