*(This sux coz you can't make out the pic the tale refers to. I'll load up in my profile images. It's the one which looks like a Peacockm surprise, surprise. At least this way you know I'm not writing shit, like a lunatic.^^)

**(Arrrgh!!!I have to upload a crap quality version of the pic! This f***ing sux, it sucking f*x, it f****ing bites, it f***ing blows....and I'm not very pleased >W<)

BEHOLD, THE MAJESTIC

Behold, the majestic Indian Peafowl as he courts his love! He struts confidently before her, like a torero (matador) teasing a bull, his tail trailing behind him like a capote de paseo (dress cape). Each step is deliberate. Graceful. Poised, momentarily, on heel and toe. Swiftly, the fowl dips into a waltz as he circles his lady, who stands mesmerised, heart pounding. She breathes short, sharp gasps. Her feathers begin to curl, ever so slightly, her gaze never leaving the male.
As he reaches his final turn, the Peafowl lifts his tail. He spins quickly, suddenly, and behind him explodes a firework display of green, blue and gold feathers, sparkling like slivers of gold leaf. His Ladyship feels a tremor through her body as she swoons into his hold.
Behold, the majestic Indian Peafowl.

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Unknown "Paladin" - 16 years, 12 months, 4 days ago