Shadow's Mount Scroll (Jeweled Onyx Panther) [182]

[Meggers]

Maybe you should start being mean to her, I think she likes your company too much.

[Shadow]

Thanks. xD No sooner had I read that comment about luck than Vyra 20 spawned. Someone else got her, so I'm glad it wasn't TLPD.

Siiigh!

And how much meaner could I get? I kill her asap!

[Shadow]

Vyra 21... not much more to say :/ Was my kill.

[Snowy]

You'll get him soon!

[Meggers]

Maybe killing her is giving her the attention she wants?? SHES MESSED UP IN THE HEAD!

[Shadow]

Vyragosa 22. xD I had to log out for like 10 minutes to fix up my new keyboard. And log back in and bam she's dead in the ditch. Again, better than TLPD.

[Snowy]

Yeah, it's times like that you're actually glad it was a Vyra. And there aren't many of those times. >.< I hope you get stupidly lucky like I did and log on one day and there he is!

[Shadow]

I'd like that. I've got a good sync on the spawns and I just got Silverdragon to double track... I don't know. I've got a feeling... I could be wrong. xD I'm probably wrong. It's so rare I'm right with these things. But I'm starting to get... chest pain from these constant heart attacks. So, I'd like to be right cause I won't be able to breathe next time the scan goes off!

[Shadow]

I wish I hadn't been right. I wish I had been at a different spawn. I wish...

I'm gonna go lie down a bit...

Vyra: 22
TLPD: 4
Mount: 0

[Meggers]

-hugs-

[Lisaara]

*hugs tight* I'm so sorry. My Silverdragon announced TLPD(guild) to me so I thought you found it.....alive.....but apparently not. I'm so sorry. Me and Ada both. D:

[Snowy]

Guh. :/ That sucks so much. But as I always say - that TLPD was smelly anyway. And when whoever killed it, they accidentally broke the mount's wing so now he can't fly.

[Shadow]

*hugs back* Thanks guys. xD That shit just... sucked. So much. I'm not even posting screenshots of dead Vyras and TLPDs anymore. Next screenies will be of me getting mounts. Otherwise this place would be flooded!

And naw. You'll -know- when I get my TLPD, Jet. Trust me. You'll know... I just heard someone announce grats in Local Defense and had to go check out the corpse to see if it was true.

[Lisaara]

Least you're being a good sport about it. *nods* Rofl. I'll fully expect you to scream in guild chat or whispers at me. XD

[Shadow]

Eh! My bf hates it, but I bottle up my emotions well enough to pass a lie detector test. Ada may be jealous that I spent a good 6-7 years of my life riding and training them, and I may make it sound like fun, but the trick to riding the empathic thoroughbred is to have no emotion. If you get frustrated or angry, they know. They feel it in your body and they get frazzled, then you can't do a -thing- with em. So I just died very slowly last night, then focused on my xmog you helped me get and ran some instances with Exi and some nice people in Mythical I met on a different camp.

I said in guild chat at one point something or other about TLPD's corpse, but I didn't repeat it, you guys were on a rant about pets and I didn't want to sound whiny or interrupt it. I don't like pissing on parades, so to speak. xD

As for screaming about it or whispers? I don't know. I might just go EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Or say nothing and hunt you down and sit on my TLPD while grinning.

[Shadow]

Vyragosa 23. I'm just putting a counter on my front page now. Haha! >< I feel like I'm spamming at this point.

[Sophistique]

but the trick to riding the empathic thoroughbred is to have no emotion. If you get frustrated or angry, they know. They feel it in your body and they get frazzled, then you can't do a -thing- with em

Yep, I know how that goes. Then I get on my big hunking Warmblood cross TB stallion and he seems to thrive on the emotion of the ride, you get excited, he just moves all the better and bigger. He throws in a big, clean jump and you get excited, he jumps bigger next time LOL

But yeah, got a TB here that you so much as sneeze and you're getting driven into the ground.

I know I got to hate Vyra so much during my hunts, patience pays off, I know I get a thrill every time I randomly mount TLPD - because I know damn well what I went through to get him. Chin up, he'll turn up soon! I can feel it XD

[Shadow]

He turns up alright! He just needs to turn up where I'm at! I'm pretty sure the last two times I've been in Storm Peaks when he's spawned, it's been a Brunhilder spawn. The second time... It was snowing. xD I'm PRETTY sure someone who came out JUST for the foxes got him. o.e

Vyra 24 btw.

I could never ride a warmblood. I had one once. Their chests are way too wide, my legs hardly come past the stirrups on them. I need the hot blood's narrow rib cage... Being 5'1" makes things such a pain sometimes. xD <3 Always glad to find another who knows the breed, though.

[Sophistique]

Ahh see, I'm 6ft tall, so I need the big solid Warmbloods - I'm like all leg as well, so that helps me out. Makes it hard finding a Showjumping saddle that really feels good for me though, as I don't like a deep seated saddle at all. But yeah, glad to find another horsey WoW person! <3 So cool

But I do love my TB's though as well. But I have the perfect WB for you here, he's 15.2hh and the narrow-er type, but with a good solid bone lol Spunky too, strawberry roan with all the bling (socks & a big blaze) haha

Yeah, hopefully he turns up for you where you're camping - mine showed up at the Lake for me. Although he spawned at the Brunhilder spawn when I tagged him that day & died during one of my fly-by's around the place before logging off ><

[Shadow]

I'm camping Bor's Breath so I'll see almost all of the circuits. I don't dare move, because you know the moment I do, someone else will beat me to an Ulduar spawn or something o.e The ravine by the lake is where I find the most competition. I dumbassed myself to death on my second to last Vyra kill (spammed Ice Lance so my Slow Fall didn't come up). There are so many RP servers up in here... But I basically own this spot. Everyone sees me every day and just keep on flying, drop a good luck here or there, wave, strike up a bit of conversation...

I don't ride anymore, unfortunately. Never broke my highest jumping record of 4'9" either. Competition wise. I'm sure in combinations I've gone like 5'0 or something. I've had so many crazy horses and so many bad falls that my nerves got ruined for it. I have an anxiety disorder to begin with so I'm amazed I lasted as long as I did. xD But I was training this pony for a girl at my barn in a competition in Montana... little local thing, nothing big... and they had the dirt way too deep. The poor thing got stuck trying to go over a fence and flipped. I landed on my neck. The pain never stopped and I had to give up.

But I've always gotten the gray ones. It wasn't on purpose. In fact, my trainer hates grays for being so nutso. My last boy was a tall one, though. Your roan sounds like my first horse, she was about 15 or 15.2. xD My last one was like 16hh. But skinny as all get out, so I fit on him. I still have a little banner I made of my last horse.

And... a snippet of what I'm writing, just to throw back to my NaNoWriMo thing. I'm at like 8k words written and so proud of myself. xD I think my last record of written novel was like 13k. I should pass that tonight or tomorrow. I also made a crappy mock cover!

"Why…?" Raven whispered hoarsely. To her horror, the demon had crept close enough that he could capture her in one, great leap. She remembered that much. Demons eat humans. They loved to eat humans. And she was, unfortunately, very human. Very hurt. And very scared.

"Why?" the monster mimicked, his terrible voice grating on her ears. It sounded as if the human tongue was never meant for his gaping maw, which it wasn't. Closer, now, and illuminated by the blood of the demon he had just killed to get to her, she could barely make out that he seemed almost canine. If canines grew to the size of horses with broken bones sticking out at every which angle. He reeked of that same sickening smell of the carcass behind her, his breath causing her to shudder with disgust.

"I don't…" she choked on her own words, on her fear. A crackling of leaves sounded behind her, but she didn't glance behind herself. Quivering, she felt fresh, hot blood crawl down her cheek and over her neck, or perhaps it was tears. She certainly felt like crying, if she wasn't already. "I don't want to die…"

"No one does, sweetheart," the creature licked his lips as if he was enjoying the taste of blood in his mouth. "That doesn't mean you get to live forever…"