01-12-2017, 07:13 PM
<link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Qwigley' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style type="text/css">.butterfly{background:#000000; width:430px; border:15px solid #330033; outline: 15px solid #1a001a; text-align:center;}.sun{font-family:'qwigley', san-serif; font-size:24px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#e6b3ff; line-height:130%;}.rising{font-family:times; font-size:10px; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:justify; color:#e6b3ff; max-height:60px; overflow:hidden; line-height:100%; text-align:center;}.facing{ font-family:arial; font-size:11px; color:#ccccff; text-align: justify; min-height:100px; padding:10px;}.facing:first-letter{font-family:'raleway', san-serif; font-size:28px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#e6b3ff; line-height:130%; float:left; padding-right:10px;}.noties{font-family:times; font-size:9px; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:center; color:#e6b3ff; letter-spacing:1px; overflow:hidden;}</style><center><div class="butterfly"><div style="padding:5px;"><img src="http://rauldegr8.files.wordpress.com/2013/03/blondes-women-smoking-actress-angelina-jolie-people-grayscale-cigarettes-faces-1024x768-wallpaper_www-wallmay-com_3.jpg" width="420px">
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Goodbye my Love
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Some saints got the job of writing down my sins
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She is giddy with excitement when she feels him shift position next to her, but before their fun begins, a familiar voice echoes through the trees to their little hiding spot. An adorable pout graces her features, but she can't be cross for long. Not when it comes to family. And soon they would have the family all back together again. Soon her powers would be restored and the real fun would begin, but first, Kirin needed to look his sexy self.
She peeks over Kirin's shoulder as her daughter enters the tiny glade, and can barely contain her excitement. Nicia wasn't exactly the most present mother when her younglings were small, but now that Potion is grown it's so much easier to care about her. Nicia never did well with children, but beautiful mares, that she could handle. None were as lovely as she of course, but having them around was good for her image.
She slips from behind her lover to greet her eldest daughter with a warm smile and soft embrace. Oh how she loves the lavender girl. She looks so much like her father.
"Oh! My lovely daughter, just look at you! You make us so proud!" she plants a small kiss on her daughter's brow, "Do hurry and fix your father so we can leave this godsbedamnned mountain."
With a tiny flick of her tail, she saunters back to her lavender lover, eyes glowing with anticipation, to watch her daughter's particular talent at work.
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Nicia | Warlander x Thoroughbred| Grey | Mare
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<div class="sun">
Goodbye my Love
</div><div class="rising">
Some saints got the job of writing down my sins
</div><br>
<div class="facing">
She is giddy with excitement when she feels him shift position next to her, but before their fun begins, a familiar voice echoes through the trees to their little hiding spot. An adorable pout graces her features, but she can't be cross for long. Not when it comes to family. And soon they would have the family all back together again. Soon her powers would be restored and the real fun would begin, but first, Kirin needed to look his sexy self.
She peeks over Kirin's shoulder as her daughter enters the tiny glade, and can barely contain her excitement. Nicia wasn't exactly the most present mother when her younglings were small, but now that Potion is grown it's so much easier to care about her. Nicia never did well with children, but beautiful mares, that she could handle. None were as lovely as she of course, but having them around was good for her image.
She slips from behind her lover to greet her eldest daughter with a warm smile and soft embrace. Oh how she loves the lavender girl. She looks so much like her father.
"Oh! My lovely daughter, just look at you! You make us so proud!" she plants a small kiss on her daughter's brow, "Do hurry and fix your father so we can leave this godsbedamnned mountain."
With a tiny flick of her tail, she saunters back to her lavender lover, eyes glowing with anticipation, to watch her daughter's particular talent at work.
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Nicia | Warlander x Thoroughbred| Grey | Mare
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