Alone in this World.

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Whitney
I am alone in this world.

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Whitney galloped from the pretty lilac bushes that she had previously smelled. It’s best if I avoided that place anyways. She shook her mane and started to run towards a spring. She sipped the water from it and her eyes glowed. She was beautiful even by equine standards. Her hatred for natives still burned in her soul but she was finally at peace. No one could mount her without her permission. Thing was a pretty thing like her didn’t stay off the equine available market for long. She would need a stallion to watch over her soon. For now she was just here to sample the area. She cleaned the briars from her winter coat and went to find a place to graze. A few slivers of grass poked out of the earths white coat. She shook her head again and went to eating the grass. She was hungry from her run from the natives and from Black Lake. She remembered how the voice had spoken to her. She needed to find out more about this area but who would tell her? She was just a mare, all alone in this pretty place. She rose up on her hind legs and let out a loud neigh, causing the other equine in the area to stop eating to stare at her. She knew if she were human her cheeks would be bright red from embarrassment. She dropped down to all fours and lowered her head to the ground, allowing herself to finish the small meal.

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Noel

What a winter that this has been. Everything was frozen with ice and cover in the snow drifts. There wasn't no signs of birds nor butterflies that flew into the land. But little did I care now. I tossed my russet cerebrum. Then my sentinels raised tall upon my cerebrum while I heard a faint call from another. Calling for someone to talk to maybe. Maybe they wanted a home. I wasn't sure. I gave out a slight snort while I began to move forth making my way through the thick blanket of white snow. My slender limbs jumped over the logs that laid upon the earth with no hopes of standing tall again.

After a small journey I made my goal. I then notice a white mare grazing upon the green flora, while what was left of it. I gave out a soft whicker toward her to let her know that I was in the area so I didn't scare her. I the move forth and then came to a halt giving her the respect room that she need. My nares flares while I took in her scents. Was she a dark? Or was she a neutral. I could smell the brute Riku upon her flesh. I then lower my cerebrum toward the white earth to show her some respect. Indeed she she was dark. We wouldn't work out cause I was a light blood. But maybe she was a neutral. I lifted up my cerebrum while I began to let my words out in a friendly tone to her. I'm Noel. May I know your title miss. I also don't mean to seem forward. But are you a neutral or dark? I then shut my trap and waited for her to began to speak toward me if she would.

Don't take Noel as any other weak light. Oh no. He was a new breed a light. He was caring toward his family and would give his live to protect them and keep them from harm. But on the other hand, he was a killer. A death eater. He lived two lives. But he always treated his family with respect and they always came first. But would she be able to sense that he wasn't your everyday light? One could only tell. But she wasn't going to get his story about it. But would this neutral even give him a chance. He was about to find out.

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radon
back up...i'm on a misson, boy.

I arrived on the scene of this Whitney chick, bent on taking her back with me. You see, Yarraman had hinted that he wanted her to be part of Taunting Marshes, and, figuring I'd get back in his good graces, I set out to get the little lady, all force included. My muzzle tossed breifly as I moved from my covered, the scar on my shoulder clearer now that the wind had flattened my long, winter pelt.

My gaze traveled to the mare, this had to be her, who else could it be? Oo boy, there's a light stallion already here... The little voice that lived inside me teased, and my mood became sour, I needed this girl. Both of my ears came up and I stepped forward, arching my neck in an arabian fashion, even coupling it with a kinked tail, I was a pleasant speicimen of the breed, like every other arabian on Midnight Acres.

As I came nearer, I bypassed the stallion my voice had pointed out, not even glancing towards him, I didn't need to, I already saw him, did I need another look? Whitney I presume? I asked, point blank, no emotion, just sort of a mono-tone, like she was just like every other mare, and I was just here to offer her the protection, she so would need, a big, dark herd, what better?

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Whitney
I am frightened, but not of you.

She looked from Noel to Radon. They were both there for her. Who would she have to choose? She could tell Radon didn’t want her for himself, but she wasn’t quite sure of Noel either. She tossed her head, her mind confused and mangled. She let out a neigh and took off running. She wasn’t frightened of them but she didn’t want to have to make such a choice. Maybe when she was surer and didn’t have what felt like heart burn. She stopped at a spring and broke the ice. She sipped from the cool water and felt somewhat relieved of the pain in her torso. What was she to do?

[Sohalia]

Noel

Sounds of another talons hit my tiny eardrums. I turn to see another brute stepping forth and passing me. I shook my cerebrum. It was brutes like this that gave us nice ones a hard time. Going and getting all up in there face and spooking them. I gave out a slight snort. Then I watched the nameless minx toss her ghostly cerebrum into the air and gave out a soft whicker. Then her slender limbs began to carry her off into the distance. My copper lanterns rolls into my eyes. My inky whip began to beat the sides of my russet frame.

I wonder why did she run away. Was it me? Was it the other brute? Was it the choice that she would have to make? I wasn't sure. But I was sure on one thing. I wasn't going to chase another no minx that wasn't in my family. I was going to offer her home, family, and maybe someday love. But if she couldn't make a choice that us brutes was use to. Then that was her choice. But I wasn't going to chase after her and I'm sure that this dark brute wasn't either.

I gave out another slight snort while I began to use my slender limbs to turn my bodice around. If she wanted me, she could come chasing me and find me in my home. Maybe she could make the right choice. I then shook off the white blanket of snow that form upon my back. Then my limbs began to move me once more over the fallen logs and snow drifts while I made my way back toward Elixar Grove.

[`anntho]

radon
hide and go seek?

As soon as she dashed away I gave a snicker, flicking my muzzle and disappearing back into the shadows, fallowing her every move like a replica of the mare. I could fallow her all day or night, I never needed the light to stalk around.

When she came to rest at the edge of the river, I made my move, sliding out and onto the ice before her, breaking away some of the pieces to submerge my hooves and ankles in the icey liquid, but I was still before her. With a smug expression I pushed myself forward, winding around her like a cat toying with a mouse, she'd come home with me. Come now Whitney. I can take you home to a large herd. Other mares to keep you company. As well, the herd could give you protection, tuck you safely in the ranks so you wouldn't be harmed during the war. What do you say? I questioned, the words dripping out of my mouth as I paused in my circling her to gaze into her eyes, letting my own mind search for something else behind that confused look.

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Whitney
Can I trust you?





She started open mouthed at the brute before her. The crazy bastard has stepped into a pool of ice water.
Going to lose his hooves, he is.
She bowed her head… “I will return with you Radon, but where are we going?”
That question pressed against her mind. Would Radon tell her or not? She flicked her head and pranced over to him. The promise he made was too good to be true. Would she actually have a home among his herd? Or was he lying in a desperate attempt to make her his mate? If the second one was the case than she would kick him right in the snout, although violence wasn’t her answer.

[`anntho]

radon
so she thinks? hah.

I gave an amused snort as she pranced up to me, expecting my hormones to drive me to reach out to her no doubt? I didn't need to touch her, she wasn't mine, I was just returning her to Yarraman, but she didn't need to know that. Right? It's called Taunting Marshes, and unless you want to cross Black Lake in the dead of night, I suggest we go. I told her, flicking my muzzle once at her, before starting off in the direction of home, glancing over my shoulder to make sure she kept up.

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