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Post by Sohalia on Dec 11, 2008 12:35:14 GMT -5
Droja
My painted carcass made its way through the thick timbers that lurked in the land. I was wondering out making my own little journey getting to know the land marks, scents and sounds. My hazel lanterns scans the earth while I could see white bones that laid upon the ground. The smell of rotting flesh flooded my nares as I pumped air to my lungs. This was my new home, here with Intrepid. Did I like the fool? He was somewhat growing on my like a pest. My limbs stretches while they carried my carcass through the maze of timbers. I came to a halt looking down at another horse skull upon the earth. I hope they died in a blood bath. I could picture in my mind, them screaming for help, blood everywhere. I let a smirk cross my painted mug while I got lost in the thought.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 11, 2008 12:51:30 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] My grey coloured frame carried itself gracefully on my strong pillars, extending my stride, neck arched and black optics flashing around me; looking for anything to attack. All was silent, i could hear my breathing, but not my step; i had my mother to thank for that, teaching me to stalk as silent as a snake would do on the forest floor. I let a sly smirk spread across my dished dial as i thought back to them days, when i had wrestled with her, and told emira off for wandering without me. Things seemed so different back then. I had always wished to fight for my life and for my family, but now, it was happening and it was almost to good to be true. The recent situation with Emira, shadrik and my father had made my mood steamy. Yet the way she had reacted with the other two stallions made me curious of what Droja would be like; would she turn against me? I knew she was loyal, but i didn't completely trust her yet, not yet, but in time, she would grow on me. I was still young, and had been through alot for someone my age; like my father had said, the things that happen when your young; they scar. He was right, but i was doing okay, considering. I had moved on, found Droja, my new mistress and was about to start a new family. I scented her not far off, and a low call was emitted for her; calling her to me. I slowed from my ghostlike jog and snorted, dipping my skull into the dirty water that ran through the realm. I lifted it back up again, and stared in the direction i sensed her coming from; when i knew she was close, i spoke, my tones deep and musky. "Evening; Droja." I snorted again, and steped forward to meet her, would she have any news? Or would this be a short meeting? [/color][/size]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 11, 2008 13:25:30 GMT -5
Droja
Sentinels lends back while I listen to the sounds of talons hitting upon the earth as they came to a halt. Whoever it was they was standing behind be, but my lanterns still on the horse skull upon the earth. I heard the talons come to a halt, the something started drinking out of the dirty aqua that flowed through the land. Then I heard a deep voice speaking forth toward me. I knew that it was Intrepid. I began to chuckle to myself. He lost his damn mind if he thought I was going to walk to him. I stood my ground didn't move. Then I heard his talon step upon the earth faintly. I was willing to meet him in the middle. My slender paint limbs turns my carcass while I began to move toward him to meet him half way. I let a smirk form upon my painted mug, hazel lanterns scans over him and then into his midnight lanterns, sentinels still laid in the graves. I showed my fangs to Intrepid as if to greet him. I let out a sigh, I knew things that he knew I didn't know. Like the battle upon black lake and the lights. I open my painted mug, voice began to lurk out toward him. Am I going to be fighting in the battles, to cause death and pain upon others? I pelt began to shiver, while my taste buds could taste the red poison, my mouth began to water. I arched my broa while I began to dance in place. Then I stopped while my lanterns lurk toward the earth while I began to think.
I wanted to be at his side, to battle and fight. But then again there was something else I wanted. Yes that right. I wanted to have a foal and Intrepid to sire it. The main reason was he was like me in many ways. Together we could have a foal and teach it things, raise it to be a killer that all would fear. It might would be a colt, he could make killing his mission. But then again, I wonder what would Intrepid think about that. Would he think the same thing. But if I did have a foal growing inside of me. The fighting and battling is something I might not be able to do. I could, but it could cause harm upon the foal and that was something I wasn't willing to do.
My lanterns look up while I thought to myself. lets just see what he thinks about it. My voice began to lurk out toward him once more. But what do you think of a evil foal? I let out a smirk, knowing that the foal would be evil, just like us. I released a snort while I extend my neck outward toward him. But this time besides biting, I softly touched him upon his sliver neck. I was trying to read his mind, but that was something I wasn't to good at. But I will fine out soon enough what he thought.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 12, 2008 5:13:20 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] My harks pricked forward at her approch; i let a low greeting come from my maw, but i also half-reared, as a reply to her fangs flashing at me. I returned to the earth with a powerful thud, and stepped forward, showing fangs as i latched onto her neck in a reply. My silver pelt shivered slighhtly when seeing her. I couldn't quite beleive i had her, her, with me. She was perfect, and the reason i had called her? To ask for a foal, yes, i had Phoenix, my special girl, but she wasn't mine, really, was she? Riku hled control over her, why? I was her next of kin, not him. A gave a snort and pushed the thought to the back of my mind. I looked over at Droja, my black optics clashing with her hazel ones. When she spoke, i gave a soft snort and a sly smirk spread across my kissers. " Now now Droja, you didn't think you could get out of the battle, did you?" I paused, continuing to look at her with hungry eyes. "Of course you will be fighting, dear. You'll be perfect for the job." I told her, my voice firm yet casual. When she touched my shoulder gently, i sighed softly, now i was really growing up, i had a very important job on my hands, being heir to my fathers land ment so much more now, than it had when i was a youngster. My mind was drifted back to the present as she spoke again; my harks pricked forward, so she had asked me first?! I never thought the day would come. I nodded and smiled, then spoke, my tone intelligent, yet still dark. "We shall have a foal this year Droja, and raise it strong, like us, he or she will fight, to save our community." my words slithered out of my mouth in a snake like tone. I stood back, and watched her, my black optics drifting over her. [/color][/size]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 12, 2008 10:33:06 GMT -5
Droja
I watched how he reared into the cool breeze. How he came towering down toward the earth as if his talons was going to kill the dirt, like it was his prey. I could feel him latch onto my flesh. Sentinels rotates to the back of my skull while I lower it to the land in a threating way. A snort was released toward him. My hazel lanterns glaring into his. Then he began to speak, sentinels twirled forward to listen for his words. I let a slight smirk form upon my mug. Indeed battling was something that I liked, walk into another lands, killing everything in your way. Some cases taking the young foal and rise them to kill or keep them as salves. While I was lost in the thought His next words hit me. Indeed he wanted one to, the foal shall grow strong and fight, cause pain and death upon others of every kind, like me and its father. This would be good.
My painted carcass was cover in mud and dirt still. I thought that it was a nice look while it started to cover my painted pelt. I was turning into one with the mud and blood. My cerebrum rose from its pose, harks spin back into there threating pose. My words lurked out toward him in my charming normal tone, Indeed that is something to look forward to dear. The foal shall be raised to be a killer, like us. We shall teach it. I then started to think about the war once more, then I began to speak once more toward him, this tone wasn't so charming as before. Who first? The lights or Riku? I knew that he wanted to know how I got this info, my neck extended outward my mug near his sentinel. Then my voice released toward him A little bird told me. I was going to tell him where I got my source of info from, that would be a fool error.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 12, 2008 11:55:37 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] Tasting her crimson upon my lips made me shiver with excitement. I let loose a shapr snort and laughed my demonic laugh when she spoke. "He or she will rule the world after us, Droja; i will make sure of it." I snorted again, and looked into her hazel optics. "Thats not my decision; Droja, its my fathers, along with Yarraman; our allie.But it will likely be on hold until the mares have given birth." I added; making a hint there that no way would she miss out on the war. My gaze shifted from her duo coloured pelt to the darkened sky; I watched the ravens flock down into the tree's to settle down. In the moonlight, i looked ghost like; my grey tail flickered arogently by my hind as i waited for her to speak ooc.bleh sorry i have no muse [/color][/size]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 12, 2008 15:23:12 GMT -5
Droja
If I had eyebrows, they would rise upon my forehead. Indeed I had a dumb moment, I knew that his father Chaos would make the choices of war. I listen to Intrepid words that lurked out toward me from his sliver mug. But it will likely be on hold until the mares have given birth. So he was reassuring me that I was going to be in the battle eh. This make me somewhat happy, well as happy as I could and was going to get. But I had a problem, I was hungry now, I wanted the red blood now. But that was something else about this dark world. The blood thirsty ones would hold it inside of us and when we went to war. We was like fearless loins jumping onto a deer and strangling it to death. We would swarm like a pride of loins, making are battle calls, killing everything.
I let my pink tongue roll upon my upper lip, my hazel lanterns still glared into Intrepid. But now my began to swim with the same kind of excitement that his held. But then again I was in a very rare mood. I let my slender limbs bring me around him, like when we first met. My flesh rubbed upon his sliver one, but this time I was closer, rubbing my flesh upon him hard. I circled him, touching all the way around, then coming to a halt at his side. My skull rose into the air toward his ear canal while I began to speak in a whisper, I'm sure you will make sure of it. I also like my place. I paused for a few seconds, keeping my skull in the same place, my tones was a little softer. Here with you. Indeed I was getting use to him. I still didn't trust him, but then again I was getting there. Maybe here in a few weeks. But I knew right now, I would fight over him. I guess it was my mood letting me say that to him. My normal charming self, really wouldn't give a damn.I then after my words, I let my skull dart toward his chest while I cracked my deadly yellow stain fangs just inches away from him, while I threating to leave another scar upon his sliver flesh. Then after my threat, I lend my weight slightly upon him while I released a flirty chuckle toward him.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 13, 2008 12:19:08 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] Our optics seemed to spark; the hazel clashing deeply with the ebony. I gave a soft yet hard blow come from my muzzle when her skin touched my own silver flesh. When she returned to my side and whispered into my audit. I let a sly yet confident smirk appear on my lips; sidestepping away from her just in time to miss her attack. I gave a demonic chuckle as she began to walk away and i half-reared; hooves slicing at the air; my harks were pricked forward; yet my eyes held a dark tone to them, as they had done on our first meeting. In a smart sly move, i sidled back to her side, opening my jaw slowly and gliding my tongue over her back bone, and once i reached her rump; fangs came alive; slashing at her tender flesh. I laughed; a low dark echo and carriered away from her, bringing my forelegs up underneath me in a buck. I stopped and turned around to look at her. What else was there to do now? [/color][/size]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 13, 2008 23:17:27 GMT -5
Droja
So this brute wanted round two did he now. Indeed what else was there to do besides play this deadly game. To me it was more than a game at times, it was a way of life. Indeed some didn't like the killers like us. But was we really killers. You don't see us feasting upon the herd members, we wasn't feasting upon each other. We wasn't killers like was told in story tells. We was much worst, we was the evil boogie man that lurk in the children's dreams at night, there screams of fear was overpower by us laughing in joy, because we scared the life out of another child. That was who I was.
I watched how his sliver carcass move away from me. I began to prance in place, my paint cerebrum lowers to the earth in a threating way as he came close with my moving carcass. There we was once more, side by side. I could feel his pink tongue roll down my spine and toward my hind. I held my strong broa at a tight arch while I felt a tingle running through my insides to the white bones that held my frame together. Then I felt his tongue disappear off my painted flesh and was replaced by his yellow stain fangs that digged into my skin like somewhat of razors. I could once more again feel the red poison lurking out of my dirty flesh while it made a few little streams as it went its ways. There was more blood, he had hit a vein that laid under my flesh. It looked like someone was trying to murder me. The earth under my carcass looked like a crime scene.
I watched the sliver brute run away from me and bucked out toward the heavens as if he was trying to kill the light souls that passed. He made a smart move on his part. My slender limbs braces my weight while I began to shake myself from side to side. A cloud of dust and dirt began to dance above me. The side to side movement sent blood dips everywhere as they landed upon the colored leafs and grey bark that cover the timbers. I then turned myself while I began to let my own pink tongue out as I began to lick my own blood. The sweet taste filled my taste buds. Then I turn toward Intrepid while I began to glare at his sliver carcass, evil dancing in my copper lanterns. I lunged toward him, yellow fangs lashed out, talons trying to rip his flesh away. My fangs had a hold to something I wasn't sure what it was. But whatever it was was in my deadly grip, I shook my cerebrum side to side while my jaws locked like a pitt bull on a ram page. I was rougher than I was before, but I wasn't putting all my force into it. After my deadly grip I moved away quickly and then came to a halt about 6 feet away glaring like he was my prey, my toy. I released a snort toward him. While my voice began to lurk out toward him. Now baby, don't bite off more than you can chew.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 14, 2008 12:33:31 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] I knew she would come after me; so when i heard her hooves coming; i spun my whole frame around; meeting her eyes with my half angry optics. Ebony clashin with her firey hazel. As she sunk her fangs into my flesh, just below my neck; a low rumble came from my stomach as she shook her skull to worsen the wound and i l=pulled away from her, hearing my flesh tear and feeling the hot liquid run down my foreleg. I looked at her with an angry glare when she spoke, and then gave a little demonic laugh. "I can chew you. don't worry about it." I gave an annoyed flick of my whipcord; not removing my glare from her sight. "Will there be anything else dear?" I asked, in the same tone as before, sly and low, as it always was. ooc; sorry its short, and it SUCKS bleh, no muse [/color][/size]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 14, 2008 14:24:46 GMT -5
Droja
There I stood, still glaring him down. I could tell that I have cause a wound upon his sliver neck. His flesh trapped in my yellow fangs while I began to chew it, letting the sweet taste roll around in my mouth. I notice his angry glare in his midnight lanterns while he glared me down. I could feel the demons dancing around us while they sang trying to call Satan up to the earth. But the truth was, together, we can murder Satan and take over hell itself.
Then I heard the words that was spoken toward me. I can chew you. don't worry about it. I couldn't help, I burst out into a chuckle. My copper lanterns glares into his. My mug open while I began to speak toward me. Oh I'm not worry about that. You seem sure of yourself. Then his other words hit me while I began to speak once more toward him, while a smile lurked onto my painted mug. Not that I can think of darling, you was the one that came to me. Anything else darling. I couldn't help my smart ass mouth. Maybe one day, later on I could to him, but right now it seem like I was having to much fun.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 14, 2008 14:35:24 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] When she let slip her little chuckle; my frame pounced forwar din a 'jump' i landed neatly on her back with my forelegs, and then reared off her. Snorting. My silver frame bean to circle her, everynow and then, i would clack my fangs together, but never touching her. My black optics remained locked onto her frame as i took her all in. The duo painted mare had become more like a friend than 'a mare' i had under my command, and i wasn't sure i was quite ready for friendship yet, not so soon after everything that had happened. When she spoke again; one audits flickered forward, whilst the other remained half-backward. "What i called you for is over; if there is nothing else you wish to speak of; i shall leave now, call me wwhenever you need me, hum?" I walked to her side and gave her a friendly type nip on her shoulder, then pulled on her tassles, licking at a wound i had created on her back ,where my hooves had dug deep into her flesh. I gave a low snort and broke into an easy jog, silver whipcord swaying behind my rump as i exited the small clearing we stood in. [/size][/color]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 14, 2008 14:59:04 GMT -5
Droja
I watched the sliver brute once more while he came forth a reared upon my spine. His talons digging into my flesh once more, then when he was done he circle me snapping his fangs at me. I tryed to smack him with my chestnut whip to let him know what a pest that he was being. Then I heard the words that he spoke toward me. I felt his friendly nip upon my flesh. Then how his pink tongue roll over my wound on my spine as he licked the blood from in.
I released a snort toward myself while I watched him disappear into the timbers. My copper lanterns looked at the small pebbles of black dirt that cover where i stood. I was thinking to myself, Your such a bitch, go, go after him and tell him. Talk to him. It wont hurt. Then I began to think, I'm a dark, a bitch. I don't run after no one, get yourself straight Droja or your going to be doomed. Then I couldn't help but to think What the hell, just go for it.My slender limbs begins to move me toward the place that he left. I came to a halt while I couldn't find him. Was he already gone. I let my painted mug open while I spoke out in a normal tone into the shadows. Intrepid, I lied I need you, I need to talk to you about something.
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Post by lynx'' on Dec 14, 2008 15:12:40 GMT -5
INTREPID
I hear them calling king. [/center][/color] As i slowed from a lope, into my jog again and lowered my skull towards the dirty earth underfoot; my harks twisted backward at the sound of Droja's voice in the background. Faintly, i could make out what she was saying; my harks snapped back and i gave a snort of dissaproval. I hated liers! How could she?! I reared, high, slashing my powerful forelegs through the air asif striking something, a loud firm roar came from deep within my throat; i slammed my hooves back into the muddy ground and started forward at a lope. Harks pinned back into my skull, nares wide and optics narrowed, a sign i was angry, how would she take this? She soon came into veiw, i let another roar escape my kissers and i jumped, lunging towards her with jaws open. "One thing, wench. Do Not lie to me!" I screamed at her, snapping my jaw shut before i could harm her. I didn't want to fight her when i was angry, i lost my head pretty easily. I hated being lied too, Riku called me a lier, a bad father; when i was neither, the whole 'lier' situation was a tight subject for me. I snorted, slowly beggining to calm down; she had called me back, why? I stepepd towards her, lowering my skull a little, "I=I'm sorry Droja; now, what was it?" I asked her; swallowing a big lump that had formed in my throat. I looked deep into her confused eyes, trying to make out what was wrong with her. [/size][/color]
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Post by Sohalia on Dec 14, 2008 16:39:40 GMT -5
Droja
Sentinels lends forth while they listen to the sound of his thundering talons coming forth. He looked like a demon from hell, fresh out of a horror movie. His rage and angry was meant for me this time. This time I knew if we have got into a fight it would be for real. That was fine by me, but it wasn't on my to do list, for today anyways. I let my limbs brings me back a few steps while he still charged at me in his rage. But I stood me ground. My skull lowers toward the earth, but this time in a non threating way. It was in defend, she didn't want to fight him, not now. I released a slight snort toward him, as if to tell him, i don't wanna fight. Then his words hit me like a sword stabbing through me chest. I just forgot really. It was just a small one, if I knew that it was something that would cause a problem. I wouldn't have lied. But I don't know how to bring this up to him. Would he be like a stone wall talking to. I wasn't sure. Then I heard his other words, he told me that he was sorry. I could make a comment out of that, but I wasn't here to be a smart ass. I was here because I felt like it was something that I should do.
After everything calm down. I rose my cerebrum to its normal pose. I knew that now it was my turn to speak toward him. How can I bring this up. Don't blow this Droja. Watch your step. My lanterns leaves his while they glance to the earth, then back up into his midnight lanterns. I took a deep breath while my slender limbs begins to bring me forth to stand closer to him. My mug began to open while my tone was some what friendly toward him. Its okay Intrepid. I took another deep breath. I haven't never done anything like this, Ive been by myself for most of my life and don't know how to take action when it comes down to this stuff. I open my mug once more, my tones where a little softer. Intrepid, I really ain't good at this stuff. So forgive me if I piss you off. But Intrepid you need to know, I'm not here to seek love. I know that you had a rough pass and I'm not sure about what happen. But I can support you, if you ever need to talk I'm here.I wasn't good at this stuff, this was to sweet for me. But I knew that it needed to be said to him. It was the truth, I wasn't here to seek love. If loved happen, then we could handle that later, nor I wasn't saying this to get him to talk. I just wanted to let him know that I would support him if he needed it.
My sentinels once lifts forth to catch any words that was spoken toward me. My dirty carcass tense expecting the worst. My cerebrum lowers toward the earth once more, in a way to show I'm sorry if I offended you. The only thing I could do is wait and see.
[ooc:I think the light muse is getting to me. lmao]
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