Posts by Sweet as a Peach

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  • Private with Moon•Dancer

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]Lily's Daemon — Unsettled — Eventually Will Take Form Of Wolf[?][hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;] The daemon waited by the footsteps for the young girl. They had gone on a walk and she had not been able to keep up. Currently in the form of a cat, he flicked his tail side to side in a quiet boredom. The sky was beginning to bluster and darken as a storm was forming. They must hurry and take shelter if they did not wish to get caught in it. The golden eyes of the tabby cat transformed to brown eyes as he began to change into a horse. Longer legs meant that he could run faster, meaning that they could also find shelter faster. He rather liked changing into different animals and would prefer to do so forever, unfortunently one day he would settle into a permanent form.


    Cyrus began talking to Lily as he was becoming impatient Hurry up. A storm is arriving. It was much like talking to himself because unlike normal speech for humans, they did not have to talk out loud to understand each other. Of course this did not need to be described as everybody knew it. He began to get anxious as the winds began to pick up, signaling that the storm was coming faster than he had previously thought.



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    Ooc: The picture is his current form at the end of the passage. It will change as his form changes. :)

  • Private with Moon•Dancer

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]Lily's Daemon — Unsettled — Eventually Will Take Form Of Wolf[?][hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;] Cyrus trotted quickly to the tree, his hooves making rapid clipping noises. Lily we really must go. We should be back by now. He begged the child to come down the tree. The ominous feel of the storm worried him beyond belief. He reared up, planting his feet on the tree next to Lily and nudged her slightly as if to remind her of the possible threats they could face this late.



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    Ooc: I apologize for the shortness of this post. I'm currently babysitting triplets.

  • Crescent Peak Stables...Rp Thread [No longer accepting]

    Ooc: I apologize for the fast writing. I am currently babysitting triplets. :)




    Piper Ross Price
    Piper was beaming as she stepped out of the black pickup that has driven both her and her horse, George, here. She heard the staff and quickly unloaded her little bay horse from the modest trailer. He had trailered well and they had no incidents to speak of. She spotted the two other riders and the spirited young horse that was dragging a girl that seemed to be about her age. She immediately liked the two, the young horse and his rider, she had always been draw to spirited horses. Her own horse, George, or as she sometimes affectionately called him, Monkey, spooked at the noisy trailers and the horses that had ridden in them. She kept a tight hold on her lead rope, careful that he did not pull it out of her hands. Although she did not mind the young horse, George seemed frightened by him. For now she walked to where a painted mare was standing with her owner. The horse seemed exceptionally calm and she figured it would not scare her spooky gelding.




    Jay Ross Alexander
    Jay took his time unloading his ornery horse. At the sight of the other horses, Sawyer pinned his ears back in anger. It was normal behavior for the stallion however and Jay was unfazed by his behavior. He continued to unload his horse and rubbed his face affectionately to reassure him. It seemed to calm him down slightly and Jay was able to walk him towards where a group of horses and riders was forming. His eye was drawn to a girl with an energetic horse, to put it lightly. The sight of his spirit brought a smile to Jay's face.

  • Private with Moon•Dancer

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]Lily's Daemon — Unsettled — Eventually Will Take Form Of Wolf[?][hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;] Cyrus immediately shifted as Lily started to shout. Appearing once more as a tabby cat he ascended the tree quickly. He appeared by Lily's side and his eyes mirrored hers as they widened as well. He claws sunk into the tree bark as he saw the source of the smoke. The fur stood up on his back as he took in the sight. He glanced at Lily to see her reaction to the worrisome sight. His whole body was rigid with a mix of emotions.



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  • Private with Moon•Dancer

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]Lily's Daemon — Unsettled — Eventually Will Take Form Of Wolf[?][hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;] Cyrus wiggled out of Lily's jacket dropping onto the ground. As his small paws became large ones his lips peeled back into a vicious growl aimed towards the gobblers. He ran behind Lily, staying about a foot behind her so that he would be able to protect her. He refused to let her come to any harm. He eyes softened in pity for the children who were taken by the evil currently chasing them. He was determined not to let this pain come to them. Every once in a while he would stop and bare his teeth at the gobblers slowing them a bit. He wished that Lily could transform into an animal as well so that they could run faster. He would take the form of a horse but they did not have the time for Lily to be able to get onto his back. For once he was glad that they had been out late.


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  • Private with Moon•Dancer

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]Lily's Daemon — Unsettled — Eventually Will Take Form Of Wolf[?][hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;] Cyrus felt an ache of pain as Lily drifted away from him. He attempted to catch up on the river bank with her but the river was whisking her away faster than he could run. Desperate he began rapidly changing into different animals before once again changing into a wolf. He jumped into the water and swam after her until he caught up. He then realized that even though they may have lost the gobblers, they were now faced with the obstacle of finding a new home. He tugged Lily out of the river, careful not to bit her but only her clothes. Once on the river bank again, he shook the water from his coat


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