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Post by Cantora on Jun 15, 2009 20:30:09 GMT -5
Velocity Blackend orbs scan the rocky surroundings, and long black daggers paw impatiantly at the hard ground below her. she loved this place.. it was.. quiet.. to say the least velocity was unique, strong and powerful. but she always wanted to be by herself. many stallions think they can just take whatever mare they feel, but not her, she was not someones prize. she was her own horse, and no one could take her. she loved nothing her heart is cold as ice, she is not a viscious mare, but you could call her numb to the ways of the world. Takeing the name given to her by her father, velocity has never known love, she was never given it. her mother was a slave and she was treated as nothing more than a bastard child. not a very nice place to grow up..and then horses wonder why she is so cold. Faded black orbs flick to the north and south. "No one will ever come here.. I think i will be safe to roam these lands unharmed" Velocity thaught to herself. "but if i have to fight for my life, so help me i am not afraid to do so."she took a few more steps into the land, and then into a full gallop up the side of the mountain, she had to find some sort of shelter, if she was going to stay here for a while. |
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Post by LouLou on Jun 15, 2009 22:07:29 GMT -5
Frosty Beau trotted around the cliffs. The scent of a fae was quite strong. He followed the scent and saw a pure black mare standing near the mountain. He whinnied softly so he woudln't startle her. "Dear mare. You look sad and in thought," he sang softly as he bowed to her. It was a custom among the Tiger Horse stallion to bow to a mare, whether or not she liked it. "My name would be Frosty Beau. Would you be willing to tell me yours?" he asked as he looked up through his forelock. He was still in a bow and the sun glistened off of his neck. |
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Post by Cantora on Jun 15, 2009 22:20:06 GMT -5
Velocity Velocity looked arround to see where the scent and voice was coming from, it was a nice voice, but it was not what she was expecting. a stallion.. he spoke kind words to her, words that she almost could not bear they were so sweet. she turned her black facade to him and then back to the clifts. My curse is Velocity..it is a plesure to meet you..she stated,but she had to bite her toung, she wanted to be polite, even as she wanted to be sarcastic and arrogant, he was polite to her, atleast he deserved the same respect back. Sorry to be so hasty dear stallion..but how did you come to find these desolate lands, it does not look like your type of place..Indeed it did not look like his type of place, he looked like he should be in a medow somewhere, with a queen and foals, not in a dead and dieing place like this.. |
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Post by LouLou on Jun 15, 2009 22:26:11 GMT -5
The stallion smiled forgivingly. "It is okay dear Velocity. As it is a pleasure to meet you," he sang as he approached her slowly. "That would be more the reason to come here. You do not look like a dying mare yet you reside in a dying place. You may not think this but life radiates off of you. Slightly cold but hints of warm," he stated wisely as he paused, waiting to make sure that it was okay to approach her more. Some mares did not like their space invaded and he respected that. He tossed his white head in the air and flexed his neck. He was not trying to show off; he was merely trying to show the mare that he was strong but yet weak. He bowed to her with just his head and smiled at her. |
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Post by Cantora on Jun 16, 2009 8:21:05 GMT -5
Velocity She watched the white hued stallion move arround her, full of life he was, this was not such a nice place for him to be, very...unforgiving. harks pined forward as she looked at him sway in the ever so present winds of these clifts. he was a charmer was he? well she was not going to fall for it, she was a strong mare, who needed no one, who wanted no one. she would not snap, not on him, for he was kind to her, but all kindness must end. My dear Frosty beau, I am but a loner, and dont deserve your presence, i am like a gost, better if you look straight through me, i know there are plenty of mares, on a basin or medow somewhere teaming with life, maybe there you can find your confort. as for me, i will do what i do best, dissapear. into the night where i am nothing more than a memory. you will see it is only for the best, for i am not the right mare for you. my dear Frosty Beau, i do hope you understand.and with her final farewell, she turned slowly to the north, looking at the sky a thunderstorm had rolled in, the lightning crashed and she reared into the sky, black silky pillers jutted out tward the sky in a final farewell to the cream colored stallion. floating back to the ground she took one step then two, then in a full out canter up the rocky outcropings, she was gone.. like she was never there to start with.. |
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Post by LouLou on Jun 16, 2009 10:02:58 GMT -5
Frosty Beau snorted in disbelief. She was certainly independent and had a mind of her own. That's what he liked; a mare who could think for herself. He looked around him and felt the rain pelting his back. He lowered his white head to the ground. His siblings were probably already with someone by now or met someone who may be interested. He walked sadly. Velocity seemed different. She believed she was nothing, but that was a lie. She could easily make something out of her. Heck... if he ever found land, she could be his lead mare if she agreed. They could be two loners travelling together. He heard his sister and brother's neigh. He lifted his nose to the sky and let out his deep neigh that had hints of saddness. His heart hadn't been broken of course but he did miss Velocity's company, even if she didn't want his. He looked in the direction that she had disappeared to. He shook his head and loped forward and followed her path. He'd get more lost but oh well. He'd be exploring. |
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Post by horsespirit on Jun 16, 2009 16:07:32 GMT -5
A black shadow floated across the unforgiving His 'companion' was back. Oh how lovely it was to have someone with you in your head. Hey! I heard that! Remember, I can hear your thoughts, now keep going striaght ahead. I sense a fae. The stallion sighed and kept walking. He then caught the scent of a fae, but also a closer scent of a brute, but then he heard Serpant asure him that the fae was not with the brute. The stallion bunced up his muscles and in one step, broke into a gallop. An easy gallop and he soon pasted a stallion looking lost. He smirk and kept going, it was hard but not that much to gallop on the rocks. His muscles rolled powerfully under his pelt, they were finally being stretched out and were losing their stiffness. He soon caught up to an ebony fae. Just like him, she was pure black. She was just doing a full out canter. Galloping was the fastest gate for a horse so he slowed down some. "Hello there miss, I am Night, and what would be your name?" he asked her. |
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Post by Cantora on Jun 16, 2009 16:17:58 GMT -5
Velocity Rocks and hills, Darkness.. that was what she loved the most. alone. it was easy enough to loose the gray stallion that presued her, he was kind. but she was not looking for a stallion.. she just wanted to be alone. then she herd the hoove beats behind her.. Oh no.. he was back again.. i thaught i told him i was beter off alone.. she thaught to herself, but these hoove beats were diffrent, larger and more powerful, she had herd hoove beats like that before, in another land, they belonged to a large stallion. a leader. a king. she toped the rocky outcroping, looking down as he was not that far behind her. she turned and bared her white ivorys at him..where she was from large black stallions like this one were vicious and cruel. she would not have any of it. but she would let him speak. from a distance. My calling is Velocity.. Nothing more, she did not speak again, she just stared at him..looking at him trying to decide wether to flee from him or to just walk away. he would not make her life very easy.. this could take a while.. |
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Post by horsespirit on Jun 16, 2009 16:33:47 GMT -5
"Ah, nice to meet you Velocity," he said ignoring her bared ivories. Be nice Night, normal I would say to beat the misable fae but right now she appeals to me some, and I know if she appeals to me, she appeals to you.
I know that Serpant! Be queit so that I can think of what to say! Night did not show of what he was talking about with Serpant, for it took only a few seconds to say all that in your head. He looked at Velocity. "Calm down Velocity, unless you want me to get mad. I am not always ruthless and I don't always get mad. So calm down. So Velocity, where do you want to go? What do you want to see? I have my entire life to wait," and he secretly added in his head, for you. This might take awhile, how fun. |
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Post by Cantora on Jun 16, 2009 16:47:31 GMT -5
Velocity Damnit, she thaught to herself.. another one who wants to take me away, cant i get some peace. this was so freakin typical of a stallion. to just walk in and take what he wanted. he stared at her, ignoring her bared ivorys. that was new. but he could not be trusted. all stallions were the same. never trust a horse, and they cant trust me. then he spoke again.. Tell me to calm down... she thaught to herself. slowly she let her blacked lips lay over her ivorys once more, but she still stood in her stance, daggers slightly streched forward from her body, still not sure how to take the stallion. she did not move from her position on the rocks. stone cold occs looked arround for an escape just incase she needed one. they slowly came back to rest on the giant stag before her. he was a beautiful thing, but looked alot like her. she did not like his thingyy attitude, but he could not help it, it was the way of a stallion. Pleasure to meet you as well Night.. she said very stiffly.. And if you dont mind.. I dont want to go anywhere..Or see anything.. she stood still as not to make a sudden move. |
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Post by horsespirit on Jun 16, 2009 17:10:00 GMT -5
How amusingly annoying this fae is, don't you agree Serpant?
My patience has run thin. I can tell your's have too. Just take her, she had her chance, if you don't push her off a cliff,
Terrific ideas Serpant. I'll just take her, she deserves what will happen to her. With that Night started coldly at Velocity. "How rude and annoying you are Velocity. My temper has run short and I have warned you once already. I have had my pelt stretched thin by other annoyances, and you were the one to BREAK through to my temper," he hissed darkly at Velocity. He normally wouldn't force a mare to move to his land but here was the exception, and it's name was Velocity. Night quickly figured out all exits that she had so he lept forward nipping her on her flank, enough to leave a mark. The mark that meant she was his, even when she ran away. She would be broughten back and he would keep her in a cave. His muscles bunced and waited to see if she would go with him quietly or not. OOC- I'm being very annoying lol |
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Post by Cantora on Jun 16, 2009 22:44:27 GMT -5
Velocity So i see how it is.. say one thing and upset a stallion and they decide they want you, they must, because they want to show what..power? this stallion was obviously in need of mares, but why do they always have to have the mares that dont want to go. its always the same routine. I came, i saw, i conquered..blah blah blah.. he went one and on like she had stabed him in the back or something, just for refusing him, pothetic. as for being rude and anoying.. how was that, she barely said a few words to him..typical. Harks pined and she bared her white ivorys once more at the stallion, her ebony bodice stiffend awaiting his lunge, she expected it. it was not unlikely. she gave a snort in disaproval. I am sorry i have offended you Night, but i will not go with you, it is not my wish to be a slave to you and your ways. if you are looking for a fight..i sugest you find someone else to fight with.. if it must be me, i will fight, but i will die before i let you take me captive.. with this she did not move awaiting his next move, she knew this was a losing battle..she feared for her life, but she would never be a captive slave, it was not her way. and if it was not her way, she would gladly give her life to be free. |
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Post by horsespirit on Jun 16, 2009 23:03:08 GMT -5
Night looked at Velocity," I don't take slaves. I just bring you to my home and if you still don't like what you see, i bring you over to a neighboor or just let you leave," he said to her with what ever control he had left. Serpant was slowly releasing his control with what the fae might do and back stab him. Night wanted to kill her, and he would if she refused to come to his land. He would without mercy and have doupts later, once it would be too late. So her delicate life hung in the balance of her weak choice. It was time to see what would happen, and he waited with excitment.
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Post by Cantora on Jun 16, 2009 23:16:09 GMT -5
Velocity not a slave? well that was to be determined.. she may not be phisicaly a slave but mentaly she would always be a slave. she was to much like the wind, here one second and then gone the next. she needed that freedom to be able to breathe, to live. life was not worth living if she did not have her freedom. he presisted, pushing and pushing untill she was about to snap. he said she could go if she wanted, but thats what they all say, they get you back and then bam, you cant ever leave. she had seen one too many mares become slaves to there stallions mentaly. she would not be one of them. she loosend her stance, it was doing her no good, lips curled back over her white ivorys, and harks lifted. she was standing normaly now, but something had come into her eyes.. defeat. it was a sad thing for her to let her mind go, but she knew it for the beter. her black shining eyes turned to a dull grey. she lowered her head slightly and then began to speak.. Night, you have won, i am not as strong as i belived myself to be, though i dont like it, i will go, if it is your wish, i dont like it, but to spare my life it is what i will do.her head hung lower as she knew it was over, everything was gone, everything she ever wanted, or could have wanted, it was all gone now.. |
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Post by horsespirit on Jun 16, 2009 23:25:13 GMT -5
The fire started to die from his heart and eyes. He had won, so he pushed Velocity infornt of him and to his lands, let's see how everything would turn out. His ears went back to normal and he closed his mouth. How annoying faes could be.
OOC- I'm making a post for them in his lands.
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