{ Am I ready to surrender my ::Pirate:: Life?

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[glow=purple,2,300]L _A T _A N _Y A[/glow]

Will you join me on the plank? Or abandon me like the others?





I didn’t know where I was going all I knew was that I was sick of being in the mares lands. I mean really why did the stallions of Midnight Acres seem so scarce? I knew that they where here. Maybe it was me, maybe I was loosing my touch. No I couldn’t be that I mean heck I was still gorgeous. My arabian frame, allowed my to be elegant and light in my movements, my blaze and four stockings complemented the light chestnut coloring of my pelt. My orbs where a clue to my past yet they where guarded by their unusual purple tints. What wasn’t appealing?

Ya,ya I know I know. I am cocky, but I have a right to be. The fact is its really to hide my insecurities but those stories are for a different day an not one on the near feature. I was… well what stallions would call a tease. But that wasn’t the only thing I had been called. My job was to make brutes fall in love with me and then break their hearts- once again a story of my past. I had never once failed, every brute and their brother or father fell for it. It had become a way of life for me and I had grown to enjoy it. The games where appealing to my darker side.

Yet there where days, mostly in my time at Midnight Acres, that I found I desired to be loved. To have someone to look out and care for me to just have fun with. Possibly even share a family? Now I wasn’t asking to be queen of anything just to have something or someone to look forward to doing or seeing. I mean what was the point in waking up to just do the same thing everyday. My life was millions of déjà vu‘s compiled together. I wanted the thrill of excitement of not knowing what was going to happen. The feeling of being afraid to loose something, Some days I even whished that I hadn’t been borne attractive but just plane Jane so that stallions would… Ugh who was I kidding it didn’t matter. I would have been killed if I didn’t look like I did.

Well there it was the bitchy side and you know why it appeared? Because I smelled a brute and I had wondered right into his home. Stopping I looked around, and found myself in a neutral terra, I liked the feeling it gave. I knew what it was all about yet it held secrets that I was dying to explore. Suddenly something in my brain clicked. I knew this scent. I meet this brute in Coco Bay. But I was saddened to find that his name was completely erased form my mind. I could however tell you what he looked like.

He was a bigger brute an andalusian, or some sort of heavy draft breed. His pelt was a dark gray and his orbs where black but there was something behind them that I hadn’t been able to figure out. I had played this brute just like the others before him yet there was something different about him. For some reason I felt like I was dealing with three horses and not one.

Rising slightly on my hawks I took in a deep breath of air. I analyzed all the scents. The brute was popular he had a few mares some of which I assumed where the mothers of the foals I smelled. It must be nice to be a mother. God I needed to stop. What was wrong with me? Heck a better question would be where had me gone? This equine that I was being was caring and had the ability to love. The Latanya that I knew and that this brute knew was bitchy and high strung. I hoped that she came back I didn’t know how to be this knew equine. But something told me that I had no choice.

I trotted farther into the brutes land, looking for any of the other equine. But my searches turned up empty over and over again. But the scent of the brute got stronger, and my enchantress was finally coming through. He was watching me I could feel his black orbs following my movements. I wished that I hadn’t let down my guard. I felt vulnerable in my real skin. But that was gone now and once again my walls where put in place.

How would he react to my trespassing. I hoped that he didn’t ask why I was here I didn’t know my body had lead me to him. But that in and of it self was strange.

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[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
You've Come Back

<sub>My nostrils flared and my lungs expanded taking in what the air had to report to me. The spices that were mixed with the fresh scent of my land and the exotic ones of me were slightly familiar. It tugged at a memories as long as two and a half years ago. I barred my teeth, the scent did not settle with me well because of the images it brought up. They were of a mare, she was strong and yet elegant at the same time. I had desired her glowing chestnut body the moment my dark eyes layed upon her. She had played me though, yes me Zarian King of Silent Woods had been played. She had rebuffed my every come on but just as my charm was starting to get to her and I found my self falling deeper into her purple eyes then I had intended she left with another stallion.

I had been played. We had been played. Carnage and Puritinus both pop in simultaneously. Both of my beings had wanted her, she had giving Carnage the challenge he needed and yet she still held the promise of love that Puritinus desired. She was not what we thought she was going to be. I pointed out the obvious to my two sides. What is she doing here now? Puritinus, always the rational one asked. I don’t know but I intend to find out. In fact my legs had already started to move in the direction of where this intruder resided in Silent Woods.

Shortly my eyes lazy lapped up the tantalizing view of the temptress who had left me. We had not crossed paths since the day she had left me, that had been two years ago and time had been nice to her. She was even more pleasing to my scenes with a stronger scent and a more erotic look to her. “You are trespassing,” Were the first words to leave my maw, and my lyrics were laden with my Spanish heritage making my R’s role. There was no friendly hi’s or haven’t seen you in some time. For I now had foals five to be exact and their mothers needed my protection. I took myself as King seriously now because it was not only my life I had to fight for now. This mare had left me once and I did not believe I could trust her.

My head lowered, teeth bared and ears went flat against my skull. What kind of entrance had she thought I would give her? One with open arms? Just kill her. Carnage said his voice ruff with the thoughts of his body being covered in this ones blood. You disgust me. Puritinus’s southern drawl commented back, he despised the killing of anything so what he said meant nothing pleasant for the mare. Carnage your idea is still up in the air but for now I want to be a lone with the mare. I imagined a wall and blocked them out of my conscious thoughts for now.

My full attention was on the mare now, and something evil glinted in my eyes I was still furious over our past. I didn’t know what she thought she would accomplish by coming here today but I knew that I would not be the one left hurt this time. “Did your stallion Finlay leave you like you had left me all that time ago?” My voice was bitter my accent all the more stronger with my anger. “What do you think to accomplish by coming here today Latanya?” There would be no beating around the bush this time, she was on my land and I would not play her game as I had last time.</sub>

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[glow=purple,2,300]L _A T _A N _Y A[/glow]




Above my frame in the clear blue sky two robbins where making a nest, I watched with intent as the pair swooped down for supplies and then weaved them into the dried grass they had collected. That’s what you want A voice deep down said, but I was too scared to admit it. To admit that I wanted to be able to trust someone with my life and but more importantly to know that they trusted me with theirs. I wanted to be able to work with another equine to build a home for us That’s why you cam here the voice spoke again. But I didn’t understand. The brute- Zarain- that was his name, would surely hate me they all did after I left. Why should he be any different? He wouldn’t be. I had left him for the dappled gray Riku. But for some reason over the past two years Zarain had satyed in my mind. Now that I thought about it it was after I left him that my true persona bagain to fight the pirate that over ruled it. Did this King have something to do with it? Was I falling for him?

I swallowed hard as the andalusia’s scent became stronger. A ice sold shiver came over my physiquw and I had this feeling in my stocmah that I had never experienced before. It was like something was twisting, my heart begain to pund against my chest and with each beat it unthawed a little more. What was this feeling? Your scared It was my mind speaking to me and I knew that it told the truth. But why was I scared? He had not hurt me or intimidated me in any way. Heck no one ever had. You are afraid he will… let him in Latanya. Don’t play your games. I shook my head furiously this was all so confusing. There was a battel going on and I was fighting myself. The pirate and the lover where fighting for control. And I didn’t know who I wanted to win.

When I heard his heavy bodice come up beside my own, I knew that I had made a mistake in coming here. No! You will stay I brought you here for a reason Ugh why couldn’t that voice just go away? I was trying to fight it but it kept winning time and time again. I knew that it was right, but I was still half pirate. Taking a deep breath I tried to get a hold of myself, tried to hide my feelings but I knew that today my orbs would decive me. The purple captavatiors where in Zarain’s favor today. But the rest of me was still a pirate. I turned my elegant boa to his masculine bulk, I looked him over. He was still attractive and he still had that air about him. There was something different, it was like there where others watching us but for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. His words cut through the air. And my assumptions had been proved with them and the look in his cold orbs. He hated me and I didn’t blame him. I took a step back wards, but the lover wouldn’t let me take one more and the pirate wouldn’t let me go forward. I was frozen and I wanted to leave. But not because I was scared, I just didn’t want to hurt him. I had done enough hurting in my life.

Orbs took in his stance. Lowerd head, bared teeth and pinned harks he was bno longer the horse that I had played, and my light sighed thanked the universe that he had grown intelechtualy and the pirate became excited for the challenge. But I didn’t go with ethier or my personalities I decided to playit mid court. I lowered my honey colored harks into my matching mane. I arched my neck, but did not bare my teeth, I wasn’t mad just showing that I wasn’t afraid to fight him. You better not. Both sides said in unison. And then I felt like I was alone, they had left me to my own devices. I would now chose which side to follow. The loser would be gone forever.

I locked gazes with the gray stallion long enough to see the evil flash through his orbs. He was determined to hurt me, and perhaps I would let him. Not just emotanialy but physicaly. Mabye my only escape was death. His words brought me out of my thoughts. I waited untill he finished speaking to reply. No. I left him. I wasn’t going to lie to make him belive that I had changed. It took me a few moments to reply to his next words. I was trying to get read of the electric feeling that shot through me when he spoke my name. what would I say. Well Zarain my heart lead me here. He would laigh at me. So It looked like my next statement would just have to be a white lie. I figured I would check up on my victim. I hissed. Vocals where coated with sweet honey and stining bees. It was like a twiist. They had revealed my chocie in the battel. But I had chosen nethier the piarte nor the lover but both. I liked both sides of me I needed them both.

[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
I Might Just Have To Kill You.

In response to my hostility Latanya simply arched her neck and bared her teeth, it hinted more to her warning me that she would not back down if I wanted a fight. I winced inwardly as I felt the wall I had built against my two others shatter. All it took was a little team work and we can brake that pitiful thing you call a wall. Carnage growled out. I guess you really want to go threw this experience with me. I commented a small smile slid its self on to my lips. We want to be here for this. Pritinus drawled. I rolled my eyes and then caught myself, I had actually done it in reality, hopefully the mare didn’t think I was doing that to her. Alright I will allow you out for now but don’t start bickering like old ladies. A lot of the times Carnage and Puritinus would fight with each other, and because they had no physical body they used words and ended up having high screechy voices from yelling at one another.

Latanya spoke bringing my attention back to her purple flicked eyes. No I left him. How stupid of me to think that any other out come would happen, she was renown for leaving males with blue balls. “Well it is most likely better off fo him.” I couldn’t imagine her being loyal to just one male. Ok I have re-thought my idea for what to do with her. Carnage growled taking dark form in my mind. First we rape her THEN we kill her. His voice was deeper than I had ever heard it before, he must really like the thought of this palominos blood dripping down his throat. You are despicable. Puritinus his voice flowing threw my ears. All three of us hissed in unison at the mares next words. She was digging her self a deeper and deeper hole with me. I prowled towards her, my shoulders and hips rolling like a predators. Anger and fury was released from my every pore in red hot waves. “I am no longer a victim of yours, it has been two years since we last layed eyes on each other.” I spat it out, my breath beat strait into Latanya’s face. I didn’t care what she thought of me any longer, the word Victim brought out the beast in me. It reminded me of what I had been in my fathers presence. “Latanya I suggest that you leave this land before I do something I will regret when I turn rational again.” I had the strong urge to sink my teeth into the mares flesh. Mmm, please do. Carnage licked his lips. Puritinus just shuttered, but he did not comment because he knew how touchy I was with my past.

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OCC: She inst a palomino by the way

[glow=purple,2,300]L _A T _A N _Y A[/glow]




I relaxed my posture after a few moments, I was trying to appear as calm as possible. But the truth was that my insides where all sorts of discombobulated. I was surprised I was still able to breath normal. Never mind stand. I wasn’t looking at Zarian’s face anymore, I as afraid that he would be able to read my eyes, I knew that they where weak right now but I didn’t have the energy to hide them. Then again a part of me was begging him to see, that I had changed and could changed if he just looked into them. But I did make eye contact with his next move, Did he really just roll his eyes at me? I mean really I knew I was a bitch but really. I grunted at him, letting him know that I didn’t approve although I figured he wouldn’t care.

My breath held a seconded longer then it should have with the stallions next words. Had I really been that bad? Did you really just ask that question? Do you know how many you hurt? She was back great just what I wanted right now. Then why did you bring me here? I butted back. But of course she didn’t reply. I was pissed at him now and my softer side was pushed to the side I wanted to give him grief but I decided against it. I was trying hard to not hurt him again, to not play my games. So instead I just nodded in agreement, not trusting my self to speak.

I bobbed my head as Zarian, spat in my face, anger flashed through my orbs. It as taking everything in my not to lash out at him. I pawed the ground lightly trying to ease the urge. It helped but not by much. This was so odd for me, and completely out of Character but I felt that it was only fair to let him take out his anger. Ignoring his next statement I stood still as his anger rose. His eyes where cold and if I hadn’t meet him before I would have placed him as a dark. Now I was slightly scared for my safety, something inside him wanted to kill me. And I had to be honest, that he could to it with ease. I was much smaller then him. My chances where slim and if he did decided to attack I would have to rely on speed.

Ok. I just want to say I am sorry for what I did to you. If he wanted me to leave I would. I had come here to apologize and I had done just that. I backed up a few steps before my heart stopped me once again and I became frozen. Stuck between two worlds and two personalities. No you must stay! Once again both spoke at the same time. The lover wanting me to most likely join his herd and the pirate wanting me to play the game. But I couldn’t do ether how could he ever trust me? It was impossible I screwed myself over. Now I had to pay for it. My orbs where burning, I could feel them change personalities, the purple becoming dark with the pirate and light with the lover. Shaking my head at both of them I would go, Zarian already said that was what he wanted. Have a nice life and just forget about me. I hoped that he would, that every one would and that I could erase all the pain that I caused. But you cant change the past. He will be in your future.

[/I] The both whispered and then left. I backed up another step and stood there for a seconded this would be my fare well to Midnight Acers. Zarian would be the first equine who saw me and the last.
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[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
Don't Hide Behind Your Fantasy

<sub>Something shifted behind the mares eyes, it surprised me. I had changed over the years since we had lasted been near each other had Latanya also changed? It was a possibility, a strong one at that. Because I had insulted her, a number of times and yet she had not retaliated back she had taken it at face value, with no complaint. The next words out of her sweetly seductive lips also proved my theory for she spoke of being sorry. She is lying, suck her blood from her warm veins! Carnage licked his ghostly lips, blood lust tingled in my teeth for a moment and then was gone. I closed my eyes releasing a deep breath, Carnage was close to the surface, I hopped she did not notice the way my eyes had turned a copper red. Latanya spoke again, opening my eyes which were now my own depthless black. She was taking my advice and leaving, but her words also mixed me up. How was I to forget about this mare, I had remembered her from even our first seeing. And that had been when she had tilted more towards a dark torching wench.

My teeth clenched together and then released, jaw muscles working at tension. "Latanya Don't leave." My voice was throaty, thick with something that I did not understand. Was this a feeling I felt for this mare. This mare that had turned me inside out? "Idiot let me out!" The words were torn from my lips, Carnage did not want me to keep her on these lands, for a very strong reason that I did not know. And because he felt so strong he had actually taken control of my vocals. O how badly I wanted to shove the dark beast back into his fathomless hole. "Leave me." I meant to say it in my head but it came out my Spanish accent ringing in my ears. She probably thought me crazy now, as had many before. "I will not leave till you kill her, blood dripping down the throat like a priceless wine." I cackled, voice cracking with Carnage's craze. "Latanya..." I said her name, a beg of something in my vocals. I didn't know what she could do for me. Or what I even needed. I did know that she needed to run, I was a king yes but I had been controlled by these Devils long before then. And now Carnage wanted out, there seemed to be no denying him. My head dropped and my skin flinched, flicking in quick movements. My muscles clenched and unclenched from the exertion I was putting on them by trying to keep myself in charge. I knew I was flashing from my dark grey pelt to Carnage's black sheen. I didn't know how to handle a situation like this one because Carnage had never wanted to kill something so badly in my entire life. Not even my father who had brandished me with so many scars that my psyche was still in pain. I shook, my knee's bending. "Run." I warned my voice a mixture of Carnage's and mine. Another laugh left my lips, this one gave my own bone a chill.</sub>

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[glow=purple,2,300]L _A T _A N _Y A[/glow]

I'll Be loves suicide




The wind started to fade as the bright sun's rays disappeared and turned the sky into a finger painting. Looking up into the sky I sighed at the sight, the clouds where enveloped in a mixture of purples and blues with a tints of fiery red and brilliant orange . I chuckled slightly it resembled my personality. Purple the color of royalty and wisdom. Blue standing for confidence and loyalty. Orange being vibrant and demanding of attention. And my favorite red- the color of desire, war, of power and strength but most importantly love. It was odd how at this moment, the moment when I decided to change my ways that the sunset reveled my personality. Perhaps it was an omen. Good or Bad? I didn't know but I hoped for somewhere in between- for I still needed a challenge. Sighing I nodded once to Zarian and turned my head to walk away, but something pulled me back. His orbs that were usually a piercing black had turned color. However, as I looked back I shook my head I must have been imagining things for they once agin where the depth less black. Taking a step back I took one last look at the stallion who had helped me change and my whole world seemed to freeze. What was going on? That was a great question for Zarain had spoken.

With his words, I became even more confused. Of course the fact that he just demanded me to leave and now he was asking me to stay but even more so the tone in his voice. I had never been spoken to in this manner, I didn't even know how to describe it. Keeping my gaze on the dark gray brute I saw the same confusion in his features. This was crazy I should have never even come here. I was just making everything even more complicated then it was before.

Suddenly the wind began to pick up and my body was screaming at me to run. Something was going to happen and it wasn't going to be a good something. My thorns became embedded in my caramel colored mane and my muscled twitched- they wanted me to flee but i refused to leave. If something was coming I needed to warn Zarain. Focusing back on the andalusian equine I gasped. This something bad was Zarain but it wasn't Zarain. Talk about confusion. I was broken out of my trance when the brute spoke, but it wasn't his voice. It was something much darker the voice turned my blood cold. But then Zarian's voice was back with his next words. I stood still completely shocked. What the hell was going on it was like he was fighting a war inside his own body and as the dark voice spoke again I knew that Zarain was loosing.

I will not leave till you kill her, blood dripping down the throat like a priceless wine. The words echoed throughout my body. And as I processed them I became pretty dam pissed off. I sure as hell wasn't a priceless wine. Then however my pirate spoke up and I was shocked at what she had said. Why the hell are you mad. You should be RUNNING for your life. Now lets go you stupid bitch Something inside of me- the instinct of survival- told me she was right and that I should have fled long ago. But something else a bigger part told me to stay and help... and as Zarain spoke my name the survival side lost.

My pillars did something that I would have never in a million years thought I would make them do. They carried me closer to Zarain and this other creature that was inside of him. My thorns where still laid back and my body screaming in desperation for me to run but I walked closer. And at about my fourth or fifth step something happened that made me want to run even more. Zarian's breath taking deep gray pelt began to change into a deep black that reminded me of death. Right at that moment for the first time in my life I was scared, and scared shit less at that. But still I felt compelled to move forward. It was like Zarain and I where magnets and try as I might I couldn't break the force. But that was the key- I didn't want to try. As the brute well brutes words reach my ears still I moved forward. It was odd how this one word meant to totally different things. Zarian's was a warning for my safety and this black demon's was to have a fun game of chase. But I wouldn't play into the devils hands I was smarter then that.

After what seemed like hours but was a mere few minutes I was close enough to Zarain to reach out and touch him. I extended my elegant chestnut nick and touched Zarian's now black cheek. I pulled away slowly, and for some reason I found that I wasn't scared. In fact I felt rather calm well besides for the fact that I was still pissed at being called a cheep wine.

[Trill Stalker]

Zarian
Save;; It's An Act Of Sin Though ;;evaS

<sup>O SHIT! The little wretch was walking towards me not running away like I had warned her to. The beaut has a mind of her own. Puritinus's southern drawl echoed in my mind. He had finally awoken from his slumber to join the fray. Keep the fuck out of this Puritinus. Carnage growled. His eyes were still set on Latanya who was now close enough that with just a small...small step he would be able to sink his teeth into the worm giving flesh of her neck. A pair of storm grey eyes blinked out at the world, they were wide with surprise. Puritinus was taking everything that I was, with the hostility and blood-hunger. Well no wonder my old friend why you want me to leave. Puritinus let out a chuckle, his voice deep and laced with pure mirth. I felt my head lunge forward -not from my own command either- and instantly pulled it back. It was a battle of wills right now, to bite or not to bite, and Carnage was winning. Puritinus this is not a laughing matter, I'm about to take a juicy chunk out of this crazy mare. Who now was so close every breath I took burned with her scent. Carnage was drooling in my mind, and foam had formed at the corners of his mouth, a hunger like no other glowed brightly in his red eyes.

The white stallion grinned. Dear Zarian, I highly doubt that Carnage will maul the sweet fay. There was still laughter in his voice. I was about to say something back to Puritinus but the mare moved again, she touched me. It was a light caress with just the faint press of her muzzle to my cheek but it was enough to send my world into a fray of tiltering. Three things happened simetaneously. First was my heart stopping, I could actually feel the blood freeze in my veins. Second was the scream of Carnage, with his voice already blood-thirsty and crazed it sounded like a petrified animal caught in the throws of death. And lastly it was my brain shutting down. Well not exactly my brain but the part of my mind that my two other persona's resided in. The peacefulness in that second when Latanya had touched me was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Because it was just me in my mind. No blood ragging Carnage or southern drawling Puritinus. It was just ME. My eyes shot open there own black color looking out at Latanya with something akin to thankfulness.

She had thrown up a wall for me like nothing ells ever had. No event my own imagining of a sturdy sound barrier could ever compare. Though with her small touch gone I could feel Carnage ragging against that wall, wanting to brake free and start with his murder. Before he could though I stepped to the mare and placed my head to her withers, our chests pressed together and sweet, sweet silence once again encased my head. For a lack of something better to say I comment. "This is a little strange wouldn't you say?"</sup>

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[glow=violet,2,300]L _A T _A N _Y A[/glow]

Is this a love story?


My whole world seemed to come rushing back as I pulled away from Zarian. The pirate in my flashed quickly across my purple tinted orbs casing them to became a dark violet. My blood boiled as she screamed from the touch she was pissed off. Why would you touch him he is filth. So bellow you. Don't you remember what your mother taught you. Suddenly another change happened my body became freezing as the lover took over. I felt my orbs lighten to a lavender and my mind filled with symbols of love. A grotesque feeling filled my body as the images flashed through my mind. She had sent them to soon. But her words where just what I needed just what I wanted. We are living you now Anya. For now at least. Your on your own As the feeling of begin on cloud nine faded I could her the protests of the pirate. I let out a small sigh of relief finally I was alone. I could think clearly and all my thoughts were my own. But who was I? I knew that I had always had two parts to me and now that they were both gone were did I stand? I became slightly worried. For I didn't know the answer to that question. This was the first time that there wasn't two thoughts popping into my head. Hell right now it was kinda empty. I had the sudden impulse to call my "friends" back but something told me that they wouldn't come. Well that was nice of them. When I didn't want them they made sure they were present and made their opinions clear and yet when I craved them they turned me down? The fuckers.

With a shake of my head I got rid of the feeling of being abandoned. I should be great full they clearly had left me for a reason. And I knew exactly what that reason was. Zarian. Clearly something about him was different. For I had touched many stallions in my days and nothing like this had even come close to happening. Heck I didn't even know that it could happen. I knew that there was something special about Zarian but what it was I couldn't figure out. But heck why was I getting myself all worked up over. I mean this couldn't be anything more then a fling right? WRONG my heart screamed. God would the thing just shut up? It did.

Looking back to Zarian, I was shocked at the emotion in his usually cold orbs. Well I couldn't really say usually for everyone but they had more times then not held coolness towards me. But now they whee filled with a few different emotions, but the one that stood out the most seemed to be gratitude. I didn't understand why he felt that way; but there was no mistake that that was what it was. I nodded to him, letting him know I got the message, even if I didn't under stand it.

The stallions next movements caused my hear to scream again. But its words where inaudible however, I had an idea of what they where. But I wouldn't think about it now, perhaps at a later time I would listen but not now. The feeling of Zarian's bulk sent a tingling sensation throughout my body. I stood there as he rapped his muscular andalusian boa against my elegant arabian one. I was shocked and I didn't respond until I was sure that I wasn't just imagining what was happening. Realizing that this was reality not just well some fantasy?; I rubbed my muzzle along the stallions grey neck. My harks remained relaxed as he spoke but I didn't agree with what he said at all.

Taking a step or two back I looked deep into Zarian's eyes. There was so many emotions running through me right now and I let all of them flow to my opticals. "No. Actually I wouldn't call it strange" I paused and took a deep breath. "I think that it is amazing." Ya I know it was cheesy. But I had never done this before. Letting someone in. I mean my responses would have been something bitchy. But believe it or not not one bitchy comment popped in my head.