because I am just a painter [arizona]

[JOKER.]

The plains. Notorious for the mingling devices of the field between members of each alliance. Volkan didn't know if he wanted to talk to anyone, much less someone outside of Fierce Fire and yet here he was standing just outside the border of the plains. Chassis sucked in a deep breath; inflating his fleshy balloons before the exhale pushed the used molecules through his nostrils and out into the zephyr. Without a second though he plunged from the circumference and into the medial of the field.

He wasn't here to jabber with some arrogant stallions, no, that wasn't Volkan. He was here to find some beautiful ladies and to entertain their ways for a few moments. He wouldn't mind so much spending some time with some studs but having a sausage fest was out of the question. Tossing his elegant head the buckskin stallion picked his way through the plains with an powerful trot; muscles rippling in his shoulders and haunches and the movement made his coat shimmer like some kind of foreign ocean. Snort escaping his nostrils as mix-matched lens searched for the rarest rose.

Bingo. Eyes latched onto an fiery bodiced mare, arab and delicate just like he liked them and a precious gem at that. An amused smirk over his facade the bruno ducked his head a bit and diverged his path toward Arizona, gait slowing to a more refined trot as Volkan approached her with a cordial manner. Latin slipped from his tongue like water would from a fountain, did anyone mention he was bi-lingual? "Abyssus illic meus tener tenera tenerum rose." An courting smile was placed on his handsome face as he stopped before her presence, tail held high along with his regal head. "What is such a fine mare doing out here today?"

ooc:
first translation: "hello there my delicate rose"

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[ARIZONA ?!]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=background,http://i31.tinypic.com/2wlrbsw.png,true] So it had been a while since Arizona had been here in these lands, and from what she had seen already - she loved it. Or well for the most part of it all anyway. Then again Arizona just loved life in general for the things that she loved in it, they were...the best things about life, wanna know what that was? It's probably not hard to guess after you see the way she acts to you. But her main favourite hobby would have to be sex, she couldn't go without it, not that it was always her own fault she needed it so much. She had a few...personal problems you could say. Or not so much problems, disorders was the right word to really use to describe what was going on with her right now, or well not even right now. Through most of her life was the right term. She couldn't help that what she had been born with was there, her mother just fucked the wrong guy she guessed, her mother had no such issues, or so, from Arizona's knowledge, which wasn't much. Considering Arizona didn't stick around her family for to much. So here she was again, at the plains, it had been a while since she had been here, even though she wasn't exactly old around these lands yet. But she wasn't new either. Though she had been here once before and met a mare, Arizona didn't stick around for to much, those who weren't of her own alliance she really didn't care for much. So she went else where to find someone she could...have a better conversation with. However now she was back, she was looking for something different, she craved some attention, not getting any for a while was being a real big blow towards her, seeing as Arizona was a mare who enjoyed all forms of attention. Though her opticals rolled as something in another direction caught her auburn colored chasms, in her line of sight, they caught the looks of a buckskin colored body, she smirked inwardly, sure he was hot. But let's see how it goes. Long appendages stretched out, allowing them to guide her into the direction she wanted to move to. Shoulders rolled, showing the power of her Arabian lines ripple through them as she stretched them out. And her hips rolled in pursuit, digging legs into the ground underneath of her bodice and pushing her up, swinging her hips to look as attractive as, if it wasn't being so egotistical, as attractive as she really was. Salmon colored tongue licked at the black rims of her chapped lips, tossing her crest, which in turn flicked out her chestnut colored locks in all directions. Auds began to twitch and move as the brute began to talk to her in another language, she chuckled lightly, oh how she loved a boy who could do such things. Coming to a halt by him, sliding into a stop with her bodice, hind legs tucked under as she stopped. Though she also caught his other words, speaking in what she understood. Her own lips parted, seductive tone leaked from her maw, as he began to speak out towards him. Tail locks flicking high behind her. As she pushed the words out of her larynx. "Oh babe, I do love a boy who can talk in other languages, it shows me you're smart as well as sexy." She licked at her velvets, giving him a seductive like smirk upon them, as they parted once more to talk to him. "Looking for some attention..." She trailed off, words rolling off her kissers in a seductive manner as she spoke to him. Giving him a little wink with her opticals. Oh how she craved for his response. Words: 692. Muse: Awesome. For: Joker. <3 Comment: Haha, I hope you like the post. Arizona's such a slut at times. >.< But I don't think your boy will mind. Haha. <3 "speech"

[JOKER.]

Now this was what he wanted. He wanted a feisty mare with a kick ass attitude to mirror her rocking body and by the sultry appearance of arizona in front of him he was going to get what he wanted tonight. He admired the way her slender physique rippled with muscle in all the right places, he could imagine himself running against the delicious curves that fabricated in only the most delicious angles across her skeleton. She was stunning and she knew it and that caught his eye. He liked a girl that knew she was a slut, she was more able to give it up and the confidence was sexy. She wore it well. Every turn of her bodice toward his was seductive, upper lip coming up for a moment as he inhaled her spicy, sweet scent into his sensitive nasal receptors. Yes he was going to have fun with this one.

As soon as they stood together the casanova stepped forth with authority in his actions, an devilish smirk over his facade as he scanned her petite frame with hungry eyes. If she were a delicacy she would have been the first one to be picked and then savored slowly with deep moans and closed eyes. He could appreciate a good attitude and a good body and as her honeysuckle voice escaped her voice and sailed into his tympanums he felt his muscles stiffen in the same adrenaline rush that over took him every time the precious amount of time of courting began. "Good, because I am the best of the best baby." Considering the stallion stock around these parts, it wasn't far from the truth considering most of the inhabitants happened to be female - not that Volkan was complaining one bit. He quite enjoyed his time with the ladies and made it a habit to hang around with more than one of them, he was an true womanizer through and through and his love them and leave them lifestyle suited him just fine.

Skipping out on the pleasantries she spoke about how she wanted attention and if she wanted attention he was more than willing to play her little games to give it to her - as long as he got what he wanted in the end of it. With a smirk the male pranced toward her, breath starting warm and fluid on her cheek as he traced his lips down the contorts and ridges of her delicately boned scull before retreating as a sort of teasing ritual he had picked up. He still remained close to her though, bodies steaming together in the cooler air, they appeared to be large radiators accompanying one another's space. He stood stall, almost puffing like a peacock as his handsome features clocked with her eyes, an smooth latin sentence sailing from his vox with the slightest hint of an accent. "You're a vulpes volpes maddam , quod an exotic unus procul ut!" He chuckled smoothly, he couldn't help but compliment her refined features and striking, exotic beauty in the least. The long legs and short torso mirrored his own, they had come from somewhere in the same region ancestry wise. "Tell me, my desert rose, what games do you like to play?"

ooc:
first translation: You're a fox, maddam, and an exotic one at that

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