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[lynx'']

d i s t u r b i a ; ;

Be careful what you wish for.

There was a difference between me and other darks. Most of them grew up in dark herds, learning to fight and learning to hate with out reason. They didn't know anythign else. They had never known anything but blood. Thats where they were different. I wasn't dark. No, infact my blood was very pure. My parents had been loving and caring and they passed it onto me. But to witness something so terrible, like I had at such a young age. It can twist beings. Alter minds. I knew what love was and I knew what it was like to see it torn apart in seconds. Ripped away at the seams. And it hurt. It hurt so much. The thing was, I had never cried. I had never let that out. The murder of that colt was only the beginning.

The beginning to an evil future. It was on fathers orders, i couldn't do something like i had on my own behalf, could i? The wind blew wild from the west that night, calling to me, howling, cursing. I set off to find him, it had to be quick. It didn't take me long, the four year old stallion lay restlessly near the old oak, on the outskirts of our land, i knew what he was feeling. He was scared, you could almost taste his fear. He was scared for africa, my older sister. Inferno had killed her father, out of spite, and he beat her badly, quite regulary.

He awoke with a start, i supose he was suprised to see me, i was normally out hunting for the herd or with my father, neither, through choice. His words made my jaw clench tighter, my throat was dry but my eyes narrowed, i had to do this.

Disturbia! Will you help me? Rosella has already fled, all we have to do is find Africa then we can go. We can get out, get away from here, from him.

As he finished, my mood instantly changed, sure. My father was a killer, a brutal killer, but nobody badmouthed him in my presence. Although boiling on the inside, the mood i releassed was calm and collected. I can't let you do that Storm. You see, father and I have had a chat. And under his orders, tonight; i will kill you

Was i really saying that? It sounded like me, but it wasn't, this was father putting the words into my mouth. Everything afterwards seemed a blur. Only the dead thump of his limp body hitting the sodden mud underfoot was reconisable. I had warned Africa, afterwards, that she was next in line, i told her to flee and fnd Rosella. I couldn't think of anything else to tell her.

The calming sound of waves gently lapping at the shore brought me back to reality. My head was low, ears flicking slowly to the left, then the right. Listening for any unfamiliar sounds. I pushed into a walk, confused and unsure of where i was heading. I only knew one thing. I had to find Africa.

The dark was upon me now, only a few stars were visable through the heavy clouds and fog. My head was low, harks now dropped back, i dragged my limp body further from the see, near some rocks, and there, i waited, for light.
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snyper

Wandering aimlessly, continuing along this path,
My breath parts the sky, painting the patterns of white.

The season was in full effect; with it brought strange thoughts. Not even thoughts, really, just memories. It was an odd time to be thinking of my mother, when she died in the spring, not the fall. Still, whenever I felt upset or, panicked, I always thought about her. I sometimes felt, like she was still with me. Not just genetically, but physically. There was a downside to that though. I often spent many hours just staring at everyone, thinking that my mother would appear from behind the clustered scenery, or rise up from the water like an angel. I was pathetically hopeful that she had risen from the foaling grounds, and left to heal, but, I saw her two and a half years ago, limp on the otherwise pleasant grounds. I had even check last spring, but she had decayed, becoming part of the earth. Still, I hoped. But she wouldn't, and that just about broke my heart again. I never thought a heart could break twice. I was living proof that it could.

Even Emira left me. I had asked around, hoping, praying that she would still stand me. But she didn't. I didn't know what I did wrong! All I'd heard was that she went back to Hollow Woods, more than likely with Shadrik. My mind couldn't process anything much further, it was way too hard. If only I had that mask; everyone hated me for it. They were scared of me, and they stayed away. If I still had it, maybe Emira wouldn't have approached me, and this problem would have surfaced. If only. I could go on all day with this poor tyrade. But I had done that every day since the day I saw Emira again. It just, wouldn't stop. Black limbs stretched suddenly, reaching for the sandy surface where I met Emira in the winter, and I thought hard. Then, I was running.

I ran faster, my tender crown tipped forward, like that would help me run faster. My flanks started to darken with sweat, and my pace slackened, only so I could veer into the crisp ocean, running against the waves. I could hear my breathing, the abrupt sound of my splashing, and seagulls, their screeching cry carrying to me. They were laughing at me too. Monotone attitude forgotten for a few random moments, my voice cracked in far off mumble. It was suposed to be a scream, filled with anger, outrage, but I just couldn't muster up the strength. Every step I took, further away from my present life, I felt worse. Not guilty, but the energy just drained from me, and I had to stop. Limbs tried to clench to the spongy sand, and I slid, suddenly fearful of the impact that I would soon feel.

By some amount of luck, I stayed up, and I shook slightly, my limbs trembling from the exertion. I wanted to run again, but my body wouldn't let me. That didn't matter all that much, because my radars perked, and I heard hoofbeats. My heart thudded faster; if it was Emira, could I run fast enough to escape? I doubt it. I swallowed, slightly in relief when sapphire orbs caught sight of a pinto mare, receding from the beach. If I could stay quiet, maybe whe wouldn't notice me. I started to turn, when my mind starting playing tricks on me, and I saw my mother, next to that mare. I blinked, breathing in a shaking breath, trying to stop the tears that started to form at the corner of my pools. I inhaled deeply, and then stared at the pinto form, noticing her limp nature. "Do you want me to help?" I asked myself silently, more or less for my mother. If I got a response, I didn't see it, and had to go forward anyway.

I followed this mare slowly, catching up with her, every inch of my buckskin frame wanting to leave, to run in fright. But I didn't. Nares widened, sucking in the mare's scent, mixed with the salty scent of the ocean waves, and then I opened my mug, my voice cracking. I only squeaked out a sound, surprised. Why couldn't I talk? Why was I wanting to express my concern to this pinto? Her faint alabaster coloring, contrasting against the ebon streaks. I blinked, and then took another deep breath, finally able to lash out with my voice, trying to keep up that quiet, plain voice. It failed miserably. I couldn't hold back the need to worry.

"Are you.. Looking for someone?"

[lynx'']

d i s t u r b i a ; ;

Be careful what you wish for.

Nothing could be heard now. Exept the faint whistle of the wind, surging through the small cracks in the rocks i leant against. The waves still gently lapped at the shore, edging somewhat closer, tauntung me, teasing. That liquid sound was mixed with that of my own breathing. Raspy, and slow; I failed to notice my skull dipped lower with every harsh breath, the salt filling my lungs; choking me. I slowly opened my eyes, but continued to stare at the sand, one orb pure chocolate, the other, partically brown, mixed with a blue strip. I was unique, i stood out, but that wasn't a good thing.

Darkness surrounded me, covered me in his blanket of death, was this death? Or was this just the beginning of a new era. I didn't know. I didn't know much of the place i stood on. I knew Africa had travelled South, to find Rosella, but i had yet to catch even a rusted scent of my beloved sister. I took in a deep breath, too deep, it choked me, and i snorted, loud. The husky sound seemed to echo for miles, i lifted my head, for on the wind, the sound of her voice surrounded me.

Shifting my weight slightly, as my left hindleg became stiff, my harks flickered backwards at the sound of something approching. I stood, frozen, the sound coming closer to me, i daren't turn around. But yet, i wasn;t a coward. Scowling at myself, i slowly turned around. Tresses falling limp onto my salt covered neck, drying in clumps. There was a colt, buckskin, he looked somewhat familiar. But i was certain this was our first meeting. I just stood there, and stared at him. what was a youngster doing this far away from anywhere at nightfall? He spoke, a quivering squeak was what i heard. For a few minutes, i continued to stare at the colt, my throat dry, swallowing. I spoke, my voice, nor cracked or stuttering. Yes. I told him. The sound of my own voice startled me a little, now, i only heard voices in my head, where i had conversations with Africa, with Rosella, father, and storm. I blinked, blankly, again, continuing to stare at the colt, obviously wanting a name. I'm looking for my sister, I had word she lives upon these lands. There, i had held an almost complex sentence to this colt. My white cord flicked sharply across my hind, i flinched slightly as a few hairs hit a stratch on my hind. But no further action was taken. Now i stood, mesmorised by this young colt infront of me. And there I was, in company for the first time since my flee from home; desending into madness.




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snyper

Nature changes with the seasons, but I stay the same,
The tears that fall evaporate before hitting the ground.

Sapphire orbs clung to this pinto's facade, like those cold fingers gripping to my dead heart, squeezing the life, the emotion out of it. It was something I'd practiced since I was born, since I saw Africa's cold body laying still beside me. I could barely bring myself to act out with any sense of feeling, from that day a few years ago. Absently, my eyes narrowed, then shut, as if to hide myself from imagining my mother again. I must've looked like a fool though, and in an almost embaressed grunt, my sapphire glints opened quickly, and returned to staring at the ill-appearing essa. I almost pitied her, the instinct to try and care for her was strong. But I hadn't cared for anyone since my mother, and more recently, Emira. It was rather odd for me to want to help this unknown, yet familiar pinto splashed female. I knew that I'd never seen her before, wandering around Midnight Acres. So why did I want to try for her?

My sandy tinted body stiffened when the figure ahead of me stopped, her own frame tightening. Well, we both had the same mindset, I suppose. I had to note that she didn't face me, and with sour thoughts, I conclude the reason; she doesn't want to face a monster. My breath escaped me in a short, low toned sigh, and my radars drooped ever so slightly. Sapphire glints started to gloss over with a dull reaction, until the essa slowly spun around to face me. Hind limbs pushed me backwards slowly to give the essa some space, my facade straightening. We stared at each other for a few moments, sapphire meeting a split between sapphire and a warm russet tint. Her expression was so flat, so angry, mine, although solemn was overcast, so jumbled. Facade dropped slightly, lowering slowly, and I began to let my mind race with more thoughts, forgetting about the oh-so familiar pinto mare, until her raspy, gruff voice carried out, high above the waves. Frame shivered slightly, and my crown jerked up, staring at the female, half lidded sapphires widening slightly. A deep swallow kept me from speaking, but it wouldn't matter all that much; my words never really had a point.

The essa's stare that bore into me seemingly expected something, from me. Blank and dull, sapphires peeked around, wondering. Then, I returned my gaze to the pinto, silent. "I'm looking for my sister. I had word that she lives upon these lands." I'd been here for a while; although I didn't really want to, I knew that I should, and probably would. Sapphires were thoughtful as I began to think studying the faces that I'd been surrounded by, most of them I wanted to forget. Chest swelled with a deep, breathy inhale, then I made a slow effort the speak, voice carrying out quietly. "What was her name?" Throat seemed to tighten up, making his words ever so cautious. Radars gently flicked forward to cup in the surrounding sounds, opticals closing slowly.

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[lynx'']

DISTURBIA

You would be wise to avoid such accusations

The look this one had on his face brought back nightmares; i quickly slammed my multi-coloured optics shut and snorted sharply, trying to rid the awful images of Storm looking up at me with big intelligent eyes. Slowly, i opened my eyes, tossing my crown so my forlock covered my troubled pools. Yet i continued to stare curiously at the young creature infront of me. He seemed nervous, but yet i didn't blame him. I had appeared like a ghost like monster, covered with wounds and scars and i had a horrible attitude, yet something about him held my aner in a calm state.

When his murmered vocals reached my audits, i sent him a worried look, why was it he wanted to know? I dipped my skull a little and returned vocals, mine too, rather faint hearted. I wasn't really sure what to do or say. "Africa." I spoke with gentle words, but said no more; with a saddened emotion; i sighed and shook my cranium, tears filling in my eyes. I turned away from the colt, speaking in low sad tones as i went. "She left when I-" I broke off, i didn't want to tell this colt anything about me, but what the heck, it was just us two, no one else was here.."She left when i killed her best friend." I managed, turning my crown back to look at him only for a few minutes, before snapping away from him and beginning to walk away.

ooc; ew ew ew sorry its short, posts will get better!
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[azul.]

snyper

You used to say,
"I'll love you always.."

When the sudden action of the ebony female clamping her eyes shut, almost with a fearful motion, I was quite startled, soft frown creasing my facade. Silent accusations were hurtled at me, my frame swaying ever so slightly, orbs shutting. Nares inhaled a salty breath, lungs spasming, forcing a cough to rise, deep from his throat. Sapphires slowly opened, staring at the ground, lifeless. They studied the creamy sand for a while, and then I lifted myself to stare at the essa's scarred legs, opticals rising up her frame, more moments of familiarity rising up through my mind. Tresses shook when his crown twitched, ebony strands whipping his dun boa with a firm snatch, breeze picking up, only to tease his matted coat, lifting it with a feigned amount of hope, then letting it fall towards the ground with a limp manner. Just the same, a soft sigh parted my ebony lips, cut off at the battered female's single word; Africa.

Opticals rolled back into my head, flash backs blinding me. It, it had been such a long time that I'd heard anyone say that name. No one that knew me mentioned it. Riku avoided it entirely, but I figured that he must've forgiven everything. Emira, a-and Shadrik, and Intrepid even avoided using it! And I'd always reffered to my late mother as "my mom." Instantly, radars drooped and tears forced their way up to my eyes. I desperately clamped my sapphires shut, but the fat drops still slipped through, followed with a sob that rushed through my voice box, sounding so foreign in the chilled air. I wanted so bad to forget that the female was here, forget that she'd mentioned my poor mother's name, and only after a few moments of silent tears did I begin to replay what she'd previously said. "I'm looking for my sister." Sh-she had a sister? That pathetic thought almost made me begin in another fit of sobs. I took my mother's life, and I took this female's sister away from her!

Sapphires, now rimmed in a bright circle of red opened and glanced towards this pinto mare, startled when she turned, trying to leave me behind. Stockinged limbs leapt forward, babbling pleas escaping me. "No, please stop." Her words didn't matter much to me. I didn't know Africa long enough to know who she cared for, before Riku and I. As if this poor girl wasn't shocked enough by my tears, my words sure would. Voice was hesitant, stuttering. "Africa's here - she was here. She, uh, died about four years ago, when foaling." I paused, nares sniffing in a slow breath. Trembling, mug delicately reached out to breathe over the mare's scarred hind quarters. I took a few more steps forward, then stopped, my voice once more starting, barely inaudible over the lilting waves. "I'm her only foal. She died while foaling me." Heavy sigh began to surround him, and his eyes dropped again.
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[lynx'']

DISTURBIA

You would be wise to avoid such accusations

Startled by the sudden sob that was released from the colt; i stopped, but didn't turn around, when he leapt to my side No, please, stop I shook my skull; but his voice was so eager, and i couldn't resist. Turning slowly around, i looked into his orbs, brown and blue clashing with his own colours. My pools too, were wet with tears, and noticing his crying made me blink my tears away and look at the young one with a curious frown. When he spoke; my gaze was lowered to the grey coloured sand underneath my feet. But his vocals hit me like a ten foot wave and i jolted my crown to match his height; eyes filling up once more. "Dead? My sister...she's dead?" I questioned with a stammer, not quite sure whether to beleive this unknown wanderer, or to continue my journey, looking for her.

I felt his mug upon my hind, and having that soft touch made my shiver; i had been alone for so long, no-one to talk to or be with. My gaze dropped to the floor again. Harks falling to the side with no strenth left to hold them straight. When he spoke again, no action was taken for a few minutes; before i rolled my heavy head around to look at him. "Oh.." the high pitched squeek pierced the air, i didn't know what to say and i wasn;t acting like i should of been with this child. "Your her baby? What's your name..." I questioned, half in a daze from the news that had hit me, it hadn't sunk in just yet, but for now, i would stay by his side to learn more about Africa's life whilst she was away from me, it was me that chased her away, i killed her...
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