.sound.in.the.dark.(Trill/Open)

[`anntho]

Carpe Diem ::
listen all around you...

Both of my ears were up, narels expanded the full way, picking my way along the ravine that lead around the mountain as carefully as was possible. I felt the cool rock on my right, so I knew I was still near the inside of the path safely away from th edge that would send me tumbling over. My muzzle bumped into a low cleft and made me freeze, feeling to the bottom of the rock shelf. Once the distance was judged, realizing that it was to high to make it up safely I could only turn around and head back down the mountain in silence, the only sound was the click of my hooves on the stone, and then, when it stopped I knew I was back onto the snowy ground.

Turning this way and that I continued to this, giving a small source of what sounded like almost unaudiable grunts, sort of like echolocation, but really, it was just me clearing my throat, I had swallowed a bug. Chuckling at myself I lowered my muzzle to the snow and ran my tongue across the biting cold liquid, feeling it melt on the warm appendage and slither down my throat, making me give an involentairy shiver.

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[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
Another Feather To my Wings Of War

^{I was in Green Mountains for one reason and that was to find Warriors. Silent Woods needed a stronger forefront and I hopped that by adding more stallions into the mix a challenger would take one look at my land and run for cover. I was not week, my body was filled with tones muscle and a sleek grey coat covered them. But I had mares and foals to protect now, and they out numbered me, there were five mares in the land and six foals. No matter how much I wished I could not be in more then one place at a time. Nostrils flared and ears pivoted, searching for wandering males that I could take under my control. My muscles tensed and my senses all focused on one thing. The new horse was not all that far away and although my senses told me that the male had yet to hit puberty I still found myself walking towards the colt to check him out. Second later I burst threw the wintered foliage and stop a few feet from the stag that I had sensed. “Speak your calling young’n.” My voice dominated the small clearing we were in and I hoped it scent respectful shivers down the colts back. “And voice now the reason of your wondering threw Green Mountains in the dead of winter.” Was his mother some where near? Did she need a place to call home as well? Horny bastard Puritinus chuckled. I chuckled along with him, but caught myself up short, I didn’t want the foal thinking me crazing.}

[`anntho]

Carpe Diem ::
listen all around you;;

My keen ears picked up the noise of the much larger male before I could see him, which was ironic really. With an amused snort I turned my unseeing gaze on him, the clear, bright green eyes seemingly judging his every aspect, oh, if only he knew. Carpe Diem. Though, most call me Em. I replied, not a hint of weakness, not a hint of defiance, though his voice, it did give me a lick of doubt and I stepped back.

As for the wandering. My mom, she said it was time for me to..spread my wings? I dunno, I think she's getting old or something. Both of my shoulders rolled forward in a shrug, I really didn't have an idea why my Mother would send me away to find another herd, maybe it was my blood lines...maybe the light land didn't want me because of the dark stain...whoever knew..not me.

Don't think me rude. But shouldn't you be back with your mares? And that new stallion? I inquired, both narels expanded and inhaling deeply, picking away each scent off of him, he had a good few mares, but I wasn't interested in them, they were icky as far as I was concerned, I was more interested in why he left another stallion at home with all of his mares, not a wise descion, but who was I to judge? Nobody, that's who, I'd mind my own business.

Again my muzzle dropped and brushed the ground, my tongue flicking out to lick up some of the snow, it was the easiest way to get water around here now. After licking away a few more clumps I found a patch of bare ground, and a little flower that was perfectly saved in a paper thin sheet of ice. With a smile I nudged it onto a piece of snow and looked up to the stallion before me. Could I ask you a question? What color is this flower.. My voice even and my gaze riding back to where my muzzle had just brushed the flower, it still carried the scent of springtime.

[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
A Mirror Of Invisible Reflection.

<sup>There was something strange in this young stags gaze. His eyes were green but they seemed to be dead at times. Because even though he was looking at me it seemed as though he wasn't really seeing me. "Carpe Diem doesn't that mean Seize The Day in Latin? I am Zarian, my name means ruffly Supreme Ruler in Russia. I am a Pura Raza Española which is Spanish for Andalusian." I didn't know why I was offering this little stag so much information but it was all coming out very easily. "So your mother is not around? That's a shame. What were your home lands before you came to Green Mountains?" An idea was forming in my head. The colt was young, he hadn't even hit the puberty mark of two years. But I could still take him into Silent Woods and form him into a warrior that would be loyal to only me. Don't waist your time with this little one, he will be of no use for us. Carnage formed in my minds eye, his black body more like smoke then a true solid. Carnage how many times do I have to repeat myself? Your vote in matters does not matter, nothing you say matters. This is my life not yours. It was like no matter how many times I explained to Carnage that he was of no importance he came back with more annoying comments. You are me I am... I cut off his guttered words with a strong shake of my head. Just shut up. The colt spoke some more and my attention was once again brought to his roan coat. "My mares are powerful, they can hold off a predator or challenger for the few minutes that it would take me to get to Silent Woods. And as for the new stallion, he is a warrior of mine, he is loyal to me. Plus I say once again, my mares are a powerful bunch, they will not be taken advantage of." Hmm what made this colt wonder why I was not in my home lands protecting what was mine? Had I stumbled upon the perfect follower?

I watched in strange amusement as the colt dug into the snow and pulled out a Crimson flower. What color is this flower I prevented my jaw from dropping in uncovered surprise. I had known that there was something off about the colts eyes and now I knew. He was blind, in both eyes none the less. See I told you not to bother with him. He is blind a useless form. Carnage's words barely registered as I took a step closer and spoke. "The flower is a deep crimson color. But do you even know what that color looks like? Have you always been blind in both eyes?" Now I was back tracking to my idea of welcoming him into my lands. What use did a blind colt have for me?</sup>

[`anntho]

Carpe Diem ::
listen all around you;;

With the little language lesson, I nodded. I think it was called Snowgum Valley. My Mother was light. I was only a few months old, didn't explore much. I murmured, before dropping back to the topic of my name in my own mind. I always new my name was latin, that's why my Mother choose it. Plus, it was different, just like me. Finally hearing the color of the flower, I smiled, so it was a pretty little flower after all. A picture formed in my minds eye and I remembered where I had it from. When I was first born, there were many colors around me, from horses, to grass, to flowers, heck, even birds.

Yes, I know what the color is. I replied calmly, I didn't feel a stab of remorse as he seemingly twitched away from my disability. Gently, ever so carefully I picked up the sliver of ice with the flower in it, letting the ice melt away before I dug away the snow again and let the flimsy piece of greenery float back into it's icey prison.

With his next question I smiled and looked up at him, nodding before speaking in the same, calm voice as before. Yeah, I could see once. Every color, ever other horse. I could only see for four days after I was born, then I just sorta woke up and was in the dark...I still remember everything though, just like it happened yesterday. I finished and my gaze went up to seemingly meet the self announced Zarian's gaze.

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[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
I Am King. You Are Strength.

My ears dropped and a huge huff of air left my lungs. I was getting bored and wanted to be with my females. "Well Diem, you have two choices. Stay here in Green Mountains and wonder the land sightlessly or follow me to Silent Woods and become an aprentice of sorts. You shall be a warrior for me, my mares and my lands." Something grumbled and I realised that it was my stomach. When was the last time I had eaten? Carnage ruffled his main in a flow of black. His mood had mellowed out some. I don't know but my stomach is also a depless hollow so get to mowing. The ground was covered in snow here though, I would have to dig threw the whiteness for the short grass underneath. In my land there were areas that were covered in tree's so that even though all the leaves were gone the thick branches protected the green grass from the worst of the storms. "But deside quickly because hunger pulls at me." It was not only hunger from my stomach that called to me it was hunger from my loins. Yup we need to get back to Silent Woods. Carnage chuckled, wanting the ethereal feel from the mares as well.

[`anntho]

Carpe Diem ::
adventure?!?!;;

A knowing smile crept across my face as his stomache roared, it was the kind of thing that alerted someone to a body and it's needs. My mind reeled over the options he had presented me with, one stuck out to me, a mighty stallion such as himself was offering me, the blind yearling a home, to learn from him and protect his keep. It was brillant!

Of course, I'll come with you I chided, my once mellow voice oozing with an excited undertone, this would be fun. I would actually have a male figure to learn from, and best part, he actually wanted to teach me. Again my mind trembled at the overload and I could only stop myself by thinking of the future, I was okay with not having a single mare in my life that I could call my own, they were icky anyways. I would happy to just provide them with a sense of knowing I was there to show up if one called, though, I didn't doubt Zarian's word when he said they could take care of themselves.

A flick of my muzzle was the only other outwards excitment that I showed, but it soon faded away and I was swiveling myself around to fall in off Zarian's haunches, my sightless gaze turned up to him, the crystal green colour catching the sun that had fallen behind the horizon and making them shine like emerald fire.

[Trill Stalker]

Ok this means Diem is now Zarians.

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hmm, message me so we can find another plot for these two.