The Wise Old Owl [open]

[Nevaeh]

Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

For once in my time I decided to come out of the dark woods of the land know as Hollow Woods, the my blackish colored auds flicked backwards as I heard a flutter of wings over head of where I was standing, I recognized the beautiful owl, cause it has and always follow me around no matter where I go. Lowering my crown to eat at the grass that was here, as I felt a very hard kick coming from the right hand side of my large barrel, I wonder why there was such large number of Arabians in this herd. I did not mind that I was different, and so was Anntho, shaking my crown, which caused my jet black many to lay against my lighter bluish colored neck, I was very surprised for such a large herd everyone seemed invisible, how can a lot of horses hide even this dark land. I wonder if anyone will come to see me.

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Nevvy’s Notes
Horse: Amethea “Thea”
Muse: so-so
Comments: This is open to anyone in the heard. I would like at least 2 people to reply to her, cause I want her to meet a lot more horses. I’m not very good at starting posts. Please also keep the order as well. Thanks.

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[Sohalia]

Droja
Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

I let my slender limbs brings me through the dark land of Hollow Woods. This was my first time getting out from hiding within a few days. I was glad for the time that Intrepid and Anna Lee left me alone to get use to my new vision. I was now using my hearing and scent of smell for my new eye sight. I believed that I was coming along nicely with it. But a scent caught my nares as I flared them to scent the air. I knew one scent. It was the scent of Amethea. Indeed I didn't know her very well and just seen her at the last herd meeting. But I remember everyone scents and names. But there was another scent that lurked into the air. It was a new scent.

My painted carcass pushed forth as I stalked in the shadows like a loin stalking its prey. I then notice that it was a new born foal. It was Amethea's small youth. The youth was a blood roan tint to it. Seeing the new life in the darkness brought a smile to my painted mug. Thinking with the dark bloodlines, maybe this young filly might have a chance in this dark world and go very far in it.

I then let my slender limbs carry me from my hiding place for Ameathea and her new filly to see me. I then began to speak forth toward the young filly. I then looked at Ameatha as I gave her a slight nodded. My left lantern then moved back to the young filly as I began to speak toward her. My words was soft and warm toward her. Welcome into this world puppet. I then came to a halt as I stood with a few feet of distance between me and the older mare. My copper lantern then went toward her as I then began to speak toward her. My tone changed toward her. It was now firm, but warm. Congrats on your new foal Ameatha. How have you been? Good I hope.

[Nevaeh]

Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

Catching new but familiar vocals I had heard before, lifting my blackish colored crown up as I saw the painted mare, I watched as she looked towards my daughter my black auds pricked forward as I heard the words she said, but those words did not bother me one bit. Shaking my crown, which caused my jet black mane to move away from my dark blackish colored orbs, I looked at Droja to me despite me being a lot older then her, I could tell that she was a powerful mare, as I heard her vocals towards me as they had changed tone, but I just stood still where I was. Hello there Droja. I’m fine, nothing that I can’t handle, and Thank you. What about you?

[/size] I then turned my crown to look up in the tree and I was not surprised to see my owl faster a sleep in the tree, I then turned towards my daughter as I lowered my crown.[/color]

Mira

Uncurling my little red roan body, my maw opened as my long pink tongue came out, and I licked my lips. Looking at my mum I just gave my mum a little sweet smile, then I turned towards the mare that had called me puppet. My black orbs then gave a confused look cause I was thinking about something else, but for the moment in time I could not be bothered to get up and stand. Hello[/size] I then heard something moving in the trees, but then I saw the owl that I had seen before that always followed my mum around.
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[Sohalia]

Droja
Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

Sentinels flickers upon my cerebrum while I took in the sounds around our surroundings. The sun was still in the atmosphere as the beams beat down upon the top of the timbers, while little sunlight made its way down to the earth where we stood. The only sounds that made its to my eardrums was of course the words that was spoken toward me and then the birds of death, the ravens stalked over head, singing the songs of death over our heads. I the looked up toward the large timber that Amethea looked at as I notice another large bird. It was a beautiful owl that was fast asleep, not paying no mind to whats going on around it.

My copper lantern worked its way back down toward Amethea. I let out a slight smirk as she asked me What about me? I then spoke toward her. Good enough. I'm not dieing yet. I then smirked while I thought to myself. Satan wouldn't want me in hell, because I would take it over. But heaven couldn't handle my wicked ways. So no wonder why they are keeping me here.

My copper lantern looks toward the young youth as she spoke toward me and then began to follow her mother. I then looked back up toward Amethea while I began to speak once more toward her. Whats her name? I must say that this little one would grow up strong. I could already tell as she didn't even flinch over my eye wound. My right eye was still swollen, the flesh was now repairing itself. But my eye itself hanging slightly out of my socket threating to fall out anytime. But I knew that it wouldn't happen today, not now. Indeed it looked very painful. But the tingling feeling of the pain is something I liked.

[Nevaeh]

Mira

When I saw the large painted mare in front of me asked my mum, my name like I was not there. Stretching my dark red legs as I began to pull myself up into a standing position, I knew and felt I was still a bit wobbly at standing, but after I had got my balance, slowly I walked over towards the painted mare, as my greyish colored maw opened, I’m not deaf you know. My name is Mira.

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Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

thinking about what I was going to see I then saw my red roan daughter get up, as Droja asked me the question, I did not say anything to the tone of my daughters vocals. I heard another rustle in the tree behind me, without looking up I knew the owl was finally awake. For a beautiful owl it looked right at home in Hollow Woods, in was not hard to notice where the owl had came from. You can call me Thea you know. I then watched Mira walked around Droja painted body, I had a feeling she would be good in the dark land, and probably trouble as well.
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[moxygurl♥]

It was not too hard to navigate about her new home. That and adventure was always s needed to keep things interesting. So far it had appeared as if there were no other horses in the territory at all. It was strange. Scents were all around, but not a single sign of another equine yet. Guess after living in the shadows you actually become one. White shoulders rolled in a careless shrug. What did it matter anyway? However, Banshee would find it very interesting to meet some of her fellow herd mates. So far all she had seen were the handsome leader Intrepid and his giggling side-kick Insane Laughter.

Pillars picked their way along the ground. Spring had defiantly sprung. The air was slightly warmer, and grass was beginning to grow. But still the surrounding area seemed dull and drab. The perfect place. It seemed like this fae had found herself a nice home to stumble into. The fem stopped for a moment and lifted her muzzle into the air as nares expanded and contracted to take in the scents around her. She found three others that seemed nearby.

Curiosity took over the cremello mare. Sentinels flickered towards their direction, and the vixen’s head bobbed once to toss the pale strands of forelock out of her face. “Well, time to go see who all is here.” The female stated as a small grin crawled across her face. The ghostly bodice pushed forward towards the other’s at a slow and steady trot.

When she approached the two mares she held herself in a proud manner. “Hello. Who do we have here?” the wench questioned as her blue eyes danced between them. That’s also when she noticed the foal. Aw, babies were so cute little ankle biters. Then when they got older they turned into evil creatures. It was always pleasing to see them at their beginning, where the look of innocence was still there.

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[Sohalia]

Droja
Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

I watched how it was young Mira make the first move toward me. Her slender limbs moved her toward me as she spoke her words toward me. I then looked up toward Thea. So she wasn't going to make her young girl mind and keep her manners? Well that was her fault there. Indeed I didn't like small foals. I thought they was a waste of time and a waste of space. But there was something about Mira. I guess that it was, she was brave and she had spunk. I then watched as she circled me then came to a halt as she stood before me. She was young indeed, but she had to learn sometime.

I took a step forward toward her. My tones was somewhat firm but calm toward young Mira. I then let my let lantern look at hers making direct eye contact with her. Tell me Mira, what are you going to do about it. I was talking to your mother. Not you. Did that offend you little girl? If so, let me know. I knew that Mira would take after her father more than anyone. Which was good in this dark world. With them lines she would grow up nice and strong.

My lantern then moves toward Thea as she spoke toward me. Then Thea it is. I then slightly nodded toward her as to let her know that I wasn't going to harm Mira in anyway. Then I was about to speak toward her once more, but then I caught something move in the shadows. Sentinels flickers back and forth as I listen. Then I notice the butter cream mare stepping from the shadows making her way toward us. I watched as her ice blue lanterns drifted from our three bodies. I then heard the words that she spoke toward us as she step toward us. I then let out a chuckle as I began to speak toward her. You tell us who you are. Your the one coming forth. You speak your title first.

My yellow fangs slightly grinded in my mouth as they rubbed together. Sentinels lowers slightly upon my painted upper neck. I must say I was starting to feel more like myself after this small meeting between Thea, Mira and this new bitch. I believe I already knew who she was, but I wanted to make sure.

[Nevaeh]

Mira

When I saw Droja moved forward towards me, and looked me in my eyes, just stood still as my red ears flicked back, but then out of the corner of my eye I saw mum give me a look that made me put my red auds half forward and half back. Nothing Yet.

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Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

Shaking my Blackish crown as I watched what was going on. I then saw what Mira was doing, I did not know if she was brave or foolish, but I know that Mira would not do anything harmful while I was there, she just used words at the moment. Hearing more hooves upon the grass, I turned and then saw I knew horse, hearing the new mare speak I listen but did not say anything thing. Watching Droja I had to give a little smile towards myself

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[moxygurl♥]

“Well somebody seems a little high on their pedestal today.” The white mare stated with a coy little smile towards the paint’s words. Blue eyes roved over the mare for a moment, noticing that she seemed to pretty beat up. Though the injuries were old, they were still visible. Oh well, that’s what happens when you pick fights with others. The fae sighed as if it was a complete bother to be giving her name out first. Even thought it only seemed fair.

“If you must know, my name is Banshee.” The vixen stated eyeing the mares again. When the foal disappeared behind its mother is when she had automatically counted it out of the conversation for the moment. “And you are….?” It was a general question to the two matrons. Though Intrepid had stated her rank in this herd as Slave, it was not in her to be submissive and cower away in fright at the slightest thing. She could stand up for herself if need be, and only if need be.

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Comments: ohmegee its short *smacks head* I’m so mad at myself. =\

[Sohalia]

Droja
Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

I watched young Mira as she whirls her sentinels on top of her cerebrum, listening to her mother behind her and to me at the same time. I then notice her pink tongue roll out of her mouth as she stuck it out at me. Then her cute smile upon her red mug. I let my own slight smile while I made a playful remark toward her. Tongues like that get ripped out. I then gave a playful snort toward the newborn as I watched her move under her mother for a meal of warm milk.

I then looked back up toward Thea while I notice she didn't have much to say. She seem like to be the mare that didn't speak much. But how could one to not speak much hold so much wisdom. I guess that it was because I was still somewhat young. I knew that this mare knew many things that I didn't. But hell I wasn't going to let her know that. But I knew that maybe one day I would learn her tricks to this dark world.

I then looked toward the new mare that joined in our little group. I then heard the words that she spoke toward me. I let out a slight chuckle toward her, but I let her finish the words that she was going to finish. I also notice how her ice blue lanterns roll over the wounds upon my visage. Indeed I loved to pick fights with others, that was something I was good at, something I loved, something I lived for. It was then as she stated her name to us. So this was Banshee. I let a slight smile form upon my painted mug. So this was the new family salve was it now? I then heard her next set of words toward us. I then began to open my painted mug. My tones flowed out in my normal charming tone. Speaking about pedestals your kind of low on yours dear. I would watch it. Indeed this was a warning toward the new slave. I then once more began to speak toward her. I'm Droja, Queen of this hell hole. I then let my sentinels flickers while I listen for the next set of words from the mares.

[Nevaeh]

Mira

After I had finished my warm drink of milk, I had heard what Droja said to me, hence why I had milk around my nose, I then my pink tongue licked the white milk away from my maw. walking towards the painted mare that was called Droja. I then playfully stuck my pink tongue out at her again. Then I caught different vocals which I had not heard of before, my red auds flicked backwards while I saw the strange colored white mare. I stood in front of my mum, while I looked towards the new mare,Depends, on what my mum and Queen Droja call me.

[/size] I gave a sly smile after I had said that. turning my red crown towards Droja, I was just fixed on her for some reason, but I did not know why, and then I looked at my mum, and back to the strange colored mare.[/color]


Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

I always had and always would be quite it was just the way I had been brought up. Everyone told me do not speak until spoken to. I had to teach Mira that but I could tell that she had heard me, but she was not or did not listen to what I told her about her manners. Ebony auds pricked forward hearing more lyrics, and when Droja spoken I half listen to what she said, as I turned my crown towards the new mare I did not recognize her, as my black orbs locked on to the ghostly colored horses, who called herself Banshee, another one that was not arabian, but that still is not many. The Wise Old Owl and Amethea.[/size] vocals kept calm and truthful, but if you were at the last herd meeting you would know whom I am.

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Nevvy's Notes
Horses: Thea & Mira
Muse:good
Comments: What is little Mira like.

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[moxygurl♥]

The white mare watched as the young one came out from behind her mother once again. But audits were flickering between the painted mare and the blue roan. When the battle scared fae spoke to her again, the crème colored cranium shook in defiance. “Just because that is my title doesn’t mean I’m to be a lowly worm. I have more dignity than that.” Her voice was sharp and crisp as thorns tilted backwards. It was more of stating a fact than being disrespectful. There was no way this vixen was going to allow herself to be stomped into the dirt just to live the expectations related to being in servitude.

But the feminine’s expression softened slightly as the colored one spoke her name. So this was Droja? The one Intrepid had told her to watch out for. Oh goody. Well that just mad her day. Another sassy little smile contorted the fem’s lips. The blue roan was Amethea, and her little one still remained anonymous. It seemed that even the smaller ones here had cheeky remarks for everything. Banshee would have no problem fitting in. “Well beside that little fact. It is still an honor to meet all of you.” Azure eyes respectfully moved to glance at each one of them. She was known to be obnoxious and bold, but that did not keep some sort of etiquette.

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[Sohalia]

Droja
Here Kitty Kitty Kitty!



Take A Picture! It Will Last Longer!

I watched as the red roan filly move out from under her mother and toward me. But then she came to a halt as she once again stuck out her pink tongue toward me. I knew that her actions was playful. My sentinels lowers into there graves, my copper lantern narrow in on Mira. I moved toward her as I gave her a playful nip upon her wither. I then began to arch my brawny broa as I began to prance side ways away from Mira, back to my standing place.

It was then I looked at Thea as she still stood in silent, not speaking a word useless spoken too. I then began to think to myself. I couldn't do that for anything, even if it came to the death of me. I knew that she was watching everything and taking in and learning. But it also seemed that she was hiding something, from the world. But then, she was calm and went with the flow. I wasn't too sure about her. I guess because of her ways.

But then it was this new mare that I looked toward. I let out a slight smirk while I heard the words that she spoke toward me. Indeed she knew where she laid on the ranked. Which she wasn't the lowest scale, but she was close. Which I really paid no mind to what Intrepid puts on the scale and what he doesn't. I knew that he will do his thing and he knew that I will do mine. But there was something that I liked about this Banshee. I guess that she knew she was on the low end of the stick here, but she still wanted us to know that she had a little class at the same time. Which with a mare of her rare color, her butter cream flesh with her ice blue eyes. I already knew that she wouldn't be there long. She would work her way up on the ranks quickly. Just because Intrepid would love the way she looked. All what she would have to do is play her cards right.

It was then I lifted my sentinels as I heard the other words that she spoken toward all of us. I then turn to face her watching her smile form upon her butter cream mug. I then began to speak toward her once more. My tones where held normal. Indeed it shows, you are willing to show some class altho your on the low end. That tells alot about you. Don't give that up. Thats hard to find now days. I then let my cerebrum turn to face toward Thea as I began to speak toward her. Thea. How long have you lived here?

Indeed I was starting to be more nicer to the ones in Hollow Woods. It just depend on who they was and how they got off with me. But it clicked in my brain that we was like one big family and I shouldn't go around being my normal self. My normal self was for the others outside for Hollow Woods to see. I guess I was getting use to this rank. At first, I thought that I would have problems with it. I would have to be around others and most likely I wouldn't get along with, but after it clicked I was fine.

[Nevaeh]

Amethea
The Wise Old Owl

My black auds pricked forward hearing the lyrics all around me, my dark black orbs watched as my daughter stuck out her tongue out at Droja yet again, I then watched as the painted mare walked over towards my daughter, I watched her carefully without moving my body from the spot I was standing, only my eyes were watching my daughter. Hearing the new mares vocals I did not saying but just gave a look at her as I gave all the other horses around these parts of the land, then when I heard Droja’s vocals my blackish mustang auds pricked forward listening to what she had asked me, as I shook my ebony crown along with my bluish colored neck, lifting my crown up, as my black maw opened Well I have been living here for about a year now.

[/size] as my long black banner flicked lightly against my flanks, as I waited to see. The only thing that I was hiding is that the fact I am a light, and I am happy living in a dark land.[/color]

Mira

As I felt the playful nip from Droja, after that my little red crown lowered as my black orbs looked at the grass, and my nares got the scent of the grass below my hooves. I then saw my mum having some of the grass that we were standing on. I then I did a wobbly trot over towards my mum, as some grass fell on to my little my mouth, as I got the taste out of it I began to spit it out the horrible taste that was in my mouth. How can you all eat that it is horrible.[/size] shaking my crown lightly as I tried to get another milk from my mum’s milk bag, but all I got was a whack from her black banner as if telling me wait and behave.. I gave a very loud snort, and walked over towards a tree, I then lowered my body down towards the grass. While my black orbs were still watching the grown ups.

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Nevvy's Notes:
Horse/s:Thea & Mira
Muse: good
Comment: Who knows What.
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[moxygurl♥]

Well the queen didn’t seem all that bad. But still this harlot would have to keep an eye on her. From the way things appeared she could be calm and quiet one moment and then spring upon you all hoof and nail. What Droja said to Banshee made the mare’s heart glow with even more pride. If anymore on this matter were to be said, her head just might start expanding next. The painted mare seemed like someone that this cremello could look up to. She had it all. The power, pose, and back bone to back it all up.

Then the conversation shifted to length of citizenship, and instantly the crème fae felt slightly out of place. after all these matrons had been around far longer than herself. But everyone had to start somewhere right? Well Banshee was no exception. But quickly her blues eyes were averted to the foal. A small laugh escaped her at the red roan’s comment about the vegetation. “Don’t worry you’ll learn to like it sooner or later.”

Her white bodice twitched in placed, trying to dance off the blood sucking pests that were intruding upon her personal space. Cranium was tossed up slightly to rid her face of the white tresses that cascaded from her poll. But quickly the vixen’s attention turned back to the mare’s waiting for the right opportunity to jump back into the conversation.

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