take (five) ; (emira)

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snyper

It's hard to look at your picture anymore.
When do you let go?

This place.. it was so frightening. You'd never realized it before, but when you actually get to this dying land, it sent a shocking feeling coursing through your veins. Talons delicately eased through the gritty lithe, shallow inhales and exhales creating the only moment of air that floated through the place. Buttermilk frame would tremble occasionally, the simple sights of decaying carcasses making the mature stallion think of mother - probably what she'd become, too. I suppose he just wanted to avoid the fact that he knew that Africa had been dead for years now. Nares inhaled a soot tinted breath, emitting a soft sigh into the charred, blackened earth. The sky had darkened, warning the charger that a storm would soon be approaching. With luck, he'd be caught in the frosty rain. Another inhale was emitted, and the stallion came to a halt in the midst of ashen hued bones, dished facade lifting from it's submissed position to stare at the overcast fogged horizon. Lips twitched, the urge to scream and begin to sob unberable, but that was a phase that rarely occured now. Hell, even the thought of Emira and Shadrik stirred the listless colt. Barrel widened in a deep breath, azure orbs staring blankly into the distance; right eye was squinted from his last provoked attack. The scars around his delicate facade had almost disappeared, and he could see fine, but this wouldprobably be another check mark that he was hopeless.

He suddenly knew the feeling that was swarming around him. Desperately, sandy hued jaw clenched, frustrated breath leaving his nares. Opticals clamped shut quickly, taking a short breath, silently urging himself to hide the tears that began to fervishly threaten to rise. Inky fore talon struck the earth, making a layer of fine powder rise, looming around the stallion - he only sighed, maw forming small words that went out into the open. “Hi, mom… I’ve been thinking about you lately.” As he always did, every day that he'd been alive, he thought about his mother. Shameless to admit that he was talking to his deceased mother in the form of clouds, Snyper continued, azure orbs glittering with a strange emotion that lit some spark into his normally dull words. “You know, this hasn't been a bad year.” Vocals paused, small disturbance in his voice bringing a faint smile, and then he continued. “I’ve been doing okay, you don’t need to worry.” Lips softened, azure optics looking up at the bleak clouds, inky tail stirring slightly, waving around his haunches only once, before dropping into a motionless position. The stallion's statue shifted to one side, and he fell into a trance of silence, content enough to begin staring at the ground, decently sure that no one would see his antics.

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comments; thanks to the 300 rule *huff* I skipped a lot of the detail, but, there ya go. =D

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{ emira

- It keeps getting better

The sky was darkening above me as I moved across the lands in search of something – or was it someone? I didn’t know myself. The days, weeks and months had passed without troubles but something was missing; Shadrik, the skewbald stud had vanished without notice and had left behind myself and our little precious princess. In the distance thunder roared and lightening lit up the lands yet my steps didn’t falter – didn’t pause for a single second, there was no hurry, no reason for me to be wandering other than to clear my thoughts, yet I couldn’t quite shake this.. pressing feeling away. I let my dark orbs scan across the territory in search of the source of this unfamiliar feeling, was I being watched? I lowered my pale crown – and soon my long bangs fell down and covered the windows to my soul as I scanned the bushes more intently than before. Paranoia grabbed me with its ugly fingers – clinging on to my thin legs, the feeling instantly sent panic surging through my veins and soon I was cantering across the lands with no goal in particular in mind. I heard nothing but the waves of my adrenalin in my ears along with the steady drum of my hooves hammered against the hard ground, until – suddenly something cracked beneath me and effectively sent me flying directly into a tree.

I gasped for air as a sharp pain spread from my right front leg and up – I slowly lowered my hazel orbs to observe the damage I had inflicted upon myself and immediately regret my decision. My former white leg was slowly turning red – probably just a flesh wound – but still deep enough to cause a lot of blood to flow from the wound seeking to expand its area. But somewhere a quiet voice pulled me out of my misery – the lyrics were low, careful but oh so familiar! Snyper! Frail crown jerked in the direction of the hushed mumbling and soon I found myself limping in his direction – had he recovered from our recent trip to the Artic Heights? I had feared for his health when we had parted. His buckskin frame was so painfully familiar – but it had and would always be his dazzling eyes that attracted my attention the most; true enough I soon found my dark orbs reaching out for his light ones – desperate to make some sort of contact. “Snyper” The word was uttered with a quiet hoarse voice – so many emotions fluttered through my bodice that I couldn’t quite keep track of them all - and for once - I felt like a young shy filly once again. I slowly walked closer to the buckskin stallion – yet still being mindful of my injured leg. “How have you been?” Neutral question right? Like friends…. yeah right. [/size][/font]

[azul.]

snyper

God, help me fight off the ghosts,
You're lost to me and I can't fight it.

Sand hued radars lifted, almost as though the stallion would be able to hear Africa's response, spoke in the clear. Obviously, that would never happen. Everything fell flat for a few minutes, and the colt was absolutely stunned when his radars managed to pick up the slight vibrations in the air. It crackled and hissed, creating the effect that immediately sent Snyper into a stiffened statue, unable to move. Fear locked his talons into the decaying earth - and for a few moments, he believed that he would be attacked again. Glinting azures sidled to his left, so he would be able grasp onto the idea of what was advancing. Throat struggled to swallow, almost as though fear's sharp fingers were grasping at his flesh jugular. Optics clambored to spot the base of the noise. Hesitantly, the stallion's slender body pivoted, facing the dead scenery that he'd just risen from. Azures widened, stiff inhale making his chest ache with moments of dull thudding. Heart pounded against his scarred chest, a true sense of worry rushing through his chilled veins. Mother couldn't help him now, unfortunately. When more clattering steps were heard, Snyper quickly lowered his gaze to the ground, fretful of who would appear. Would he be killed? As pleasant as that thought once sounded to him, he really didn't want to be killed this way. The steps advanced, and the buckskin stallion could now feel the earth shake - this thing was that close. The silence seemed to dwell between the predator's steps and their speech.

Out of a sense of devoid curiosity, the charger's azure optics opened slightly, staring at the inky grounds. “Snyper,” Shocked. So utterly shocked. So, this wasn't a predator.. at least, not a puma, or a bear. Sourly, the colt imagined that this was worse. Azures never lifted, but they widened in a moment of stunned nature. Statue tightened, skin tightening across Snyper's clean back. Inky tresses waved in front of his dished facade, trying to avoid looking at Emira - after all, she'd been the base line for the self-harming. She'd, she'd started everything! Crown rested on the top soil, as though if Snyper avoided the attention long enough, Emira's pinto form would soon turn around and leave. “How have you been?” Unbelievable. This had happened a year or two back, hadn't it? Continuing like nothing had happened between them. Unable to remain solitary, the colt's crown began to lift, painfully aware that he probably lost that boyish, handsome nature to his facade. It was so ugly, all the scars that he'd tried to inflict. Azures trailed up the princess' enlightened form, making two notations - one, she was lacking her daughter, what was her name again? and two, her leg was bleeding, quite badly. A grotesque feeling swarmed over the matured equine, and he shut his eyes, images of his mother filling his mind. Crown shook slightly, azures opening, resuming a stare at Emira's form, until he'd managed to stare at her face; that is, after he'd gotten over the feeling of wanting to run and sob. Blemished shoulders shifted slightly in a shrug, of sorts, trying to deny words to come from his mouth. He repeated the motion and then glanced away from the pretty mare, maw parting, trying to find words to speak of. “I’m… you’re leg is bleeding.” Vocals were careful - scared that he'd say something revealing, and that he'd spiral downwards again. He avoided looking at Emira - although, at the same time, proud that he'd managed to keep a sense of composure from the situation. Overhead, lightning sizzled, lighting up the dim surroundings, radars falling forwards, trying to block out the deafening crash of thunder.

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word count; 618.
comments; aweh. <3

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{ emira

- I don't know what I'm meant to feel?

The air was practically glowing with the intensity of the storm overhead, but I paid it no heed – instead my hazel orbs were focused completely on the buckskin stallion in front of me. Slowly I edged forward towards the larger male, why did I feel so drawn to him? Was it his vulnerability that called for me? Lured me like a trout to a helpless fly? I twisted my head slightly to try to read his closed expression, however soon enough his soft voice called out to answer my previous question. I wrinkled my nose slightly as I took his reply in, who on earth cared about my leg? This was about him goddamnit! Sure my damn leg was throbbing and bleeding – but it was Snyper! I finally had a good chance to talk with him, tell him that he still meant the world to me even though Shadrik tried to cut us apart. “Yeah, I fell – I’m clumsy.” Short and simple the whole situation was slightly awkward, but I desperately wanted to talk to him – really talk to him like we used to do. “Why are you here?” Did I really have to ask? Everything about this place yelled death and decay – but this was also the only place he could recall his mother wasn’t it?

Above us a giant bolt of light fired across the air only to disappear a split second later – it was soon followed by a ground shaking crash as the thunder drummed against my sensitive auds. I suddenly found myself staring at the stormy sky as icy rain started to pour down upon us. I slowly closed my eyes to enjoy the cold bath – let its icy fingers crawl all over my slender bodice, soon enough the uncomfortable feeling was replaced with the feeling of refreshment and soon all my muscles relaxed. “I love the rain” The words seeped through my lips seconds before I opened my dark orbs to glance at the nervous stallion in front of me, why wouldn’t he speak up? I frowned before parting my mouth to speak up once again. “Do you hate me?” Simple yes or no question; This time my eyes were on him – watching his every move, ready to receive and answer the raging questions hidden in my confused brain. I knew he probably felt abandoned by me – that I had broken the promises I had made to him so long ago, but I had given it my all – tried to protect him from Shadrik’s wrath and the strong hate my family carried towards his family. “It’s alright if you do you know, I know I haven’t been around much..” I continued while trying to ignore the crashes and bolts of lightning fighting for dominance above our heads – or was I really just babbling to keep the conversation going? To keep him here .. with me? [/size][/font]

[azul.]

snyper

Holding on to your memory..
It's all I have left of you, and,

Why, why did she keep coming towards him? Did she not receive the mental vibes that the poor colt had been radiating off since the moment he'd saw her? Wasn't it just like this a few years ago? How could she continue on with a normal conversation? Heart continued to pump against the colt's tense chest, his azure eyes shaded from the delicated mare, barely watching her narrow limbs as she eased forward towards himself. Trying to run.. it just didn't feel right. Nares inhaled a charred breath, and he dropped his gaze again, moved by the sight of her stilts. Maybe he could link it back to his mother's appearance - how she ignored the fact that she was dying, only to take care for Snyper. The buckskin stallion twisted his gnarled crown away, staring at the sky where he swore his mother had just been. The faintest of smiles spread across the colt's facade, enjoying the feeling that warmed his chilled soul; "Yeah, I fell - I'm clumsy." Shoved back into the present time, Snyper's crown returned to Emira's stunning features - only, she was wearing a deep frown, which intimidated the poor lad into staring at the dead lithe beneath him. "Why are you here?" God damnit, again? She'd said the exact words last time they'd met; or rather, the last time he remember. He couldn't quite recall the conversation at the Heights. Still trying to avoid the untimely conversation, the grown male parted his maw, mumbling out a few solid words, refraining himself from gazing to her. “It’s… quiet here.” It was nearly impossible to explain his reasons for coming to this vile place. Impossible.

Right after a fierce sizzle of lightning lit up the world, and the sounds of the raging thunder receded, the sky started to unleash it's heavy burden. Feeling the icy chill of rain begin to patter down the colt's steaming frame, his dished gaze lifted, tendrils of his inky locks becoming plastered to his thin form. Relieved sigh left the full grown statue, radars cupping in Emira's sweet words. Although still forlorn, the brute had to agree. “Me too,” Was his only reply, another smile rising to his lips, playing with his emotions. "Do you hate me?" Instantly, the rain upon Snyper's back began to stab him, and the uncomfortable feeling returned. Just staring at Emira's darkened eyes prevented him from lying; despite the fact that he wanted to, oh so badly. Everything fell silent, and the stallion's crown made the slightest of movements back and forth. He really couldn't hate her. He managed to listen further, emitting aquiet, tight breath, trying to plan his words out, without messing them up. This was just bad news for him - he'd always end up screwing things up. “You promised me that you’d always be there.” Snyper stated simply, glancing away slightly, feeling his lips begin to quiver. No no no! He would not cry again!

post status; done.
word count; 492.
comments; I forgot how much I liked rping these two. <3

[nuzzer2]

{ emira

- I don't know what I'm meant to feel?

His expression and pained eyes stopped my march towards his golden bodice and instead I found myself standing there with absolutely no idea what to do. Did he want me to go away or stay? His complex mind left me in the dark with no branches to grasp for balance. Instead I let the silence roll over us like the waves at the roaring beach – and soon I found myself wondering about his upcoming answer, would he be honest or lie? Would I even be able to tell the truth from a lie if needed? I doubted it. Hazel orbs rolled over his muscular bodice once again; he really had grown hadn’t he? From the frail colt to a strong stallion – but he was still missing the fierce aura stallions’ usually possessed, but that didn’t really matter to me. Snyper was in my eyes still a young vulnerable colt that I needed to protect – now don’t get me wrong, I was aware that he was a fully grown stallion, but I’d always have that extra soft side for him because I had seen him grow. Childish lyrics dragged me out of my dreamy state and directly back into the present – the cold wet reality. His words caused my heart to clench tightly and my orbs to slowly fill up with wet liquid as I tried to stutter a reply out. “I’m sorry – I try to please everyone, but it seems I can’t please anyone no matter how hard I try..” My tones were pained and for a moment or two I felt like a helpless filly surrounded by a pack of wolves.

I let my hazel orbs seek out his dazzling sapphire ones – desperate to see his emotions, desperate for some sort of comfort from his side that I couldn’t receive from anywhere else. Were we really nearing five years? Was it really four years since we met – since I met the little colt with the bloody mask? The reality hit me hard, like a blow to the gut. “I missed you” Did I miss him now or back then? Probably both I just dared to admit it to myself now – Shadrik was gone, there wasn’t anyone to hang over my back with a raised finger when I talked of the buckskin colt. The sky darkened even more – or was it just my imagination? As I considered the words I just uttered, I didn’t want to scare him away, didn’t want to lose his soothing presence, lose his amazing aura clashing with mine just yet, so I decided to shift to a more neutral subject – desperate to keep the conversation going. “So umm, how’s your father? Intrepid stepped up as king so I don’t think you’ll have to fear for a war anymore..” Casual talk – good girl, keep it low and slow. I tilted my crown slightly as I studied his features more closely – was that scars? Slowly a frown spread upon my bay crown once again. “Scars? What happened?” The question was fired off before I could stop myself – but did I really want to either? Had he been fighting? Attacked by an animal or? Fear grabbed my body and shook it violently – what would I have done if he had died? No Snyper? That would be horrible. My throat was blocked by an enormous lump in my throat preventing me from sinking; I really did need him didn’t I? I took a few limping steps in his direction once again – nearing the ticking bomb with careful steps until, until I noticed his lips were quivering and my heart melted within two seconds. “Snyper – I’m really sorry.” I whispered with a hoarse voice filled with emotions.

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[azul.]

snyper

I want you back, that's all..
Why?

A single moment of relief flooded through Snyper's frigid veins, Emira's advance finally ceasing. What would he have done if she kept coming - coming closer? You couldn't quite call it guilt; but a feeling along those lines washed over the soaked stature, only left to imagine what Shadrik would do. Opticals lifted slightly, bringing his azures up to Emira's dished tiara. As soon as he'd managed to shake off the tears that had gathered at the creases of his pained optics, his muscled form began to soften slightly. Clenched, inky tresses loosened themselves, soft orbs seeking out the grown mare's expression - surprised when he spotted her staring him out, holding that nurturing gaze, yet another thing that reminded him of Africa. Intrigued by the silence, the male raised his line of vision, staring out into the blackening horizon; it, like himself, had lost the graceful outline that made everyone enjoy what it brought. Now, it began to worry him, quite fervishly. Catching Emira's trembling lyrics, Snyper glanced over at her, lips twitching, his lungs inflating deeply until they began to ache, revealing the well-known truth. He'd known that along. I suppose.. he just never wanted to know. “I know.” Words were spoken in a long, soft sighed tune, loosing his clenched grasp on those bottled emotions.

Once more, the only noise that filled the colt's dropped radars was the constant uproar of the frosty rain, and occasionally, the thunder and lightning would make their bids for supremecy. "I missed you." “Emira, no.” Dread filled up the stallion's throat, making his plea a soft whisper. Mature voice cracked slightly; why did she have to say that!? Nares inhaled a choked breath, feeling as though his heart began to beat in his throat. No, this wasn't happening again! Frustrated noise left the stallion's inky lips - he really did miss her. Listening to the mare speak again, about something else was only slightly relieving. The topic made his face flame up with inklings of fear. Intrepid. “He's busy with his herd, but I guess that’s good..” He mentioned quietly, thankful that their awkward conversation would finally stray away from them. "Scars? What happened?" Form flinched slightly; that wasn't a blow that he'd been expecting. Crown lifted abruptly, shamed. He wouldn't be able to lie to her now, not over something like this. Voice shook slightly as he started his reply, voice hesitant and gaurded. “I’ve… been hurting myself lately.” Shameful azures fell to the ground, gah, why did he say that? He could only imagine what Emira would say about that - she'd probably believe that he really was a monster. When he'd gathered enough strength to lift his gnarled face and look at Emira, she was so close - close enough to touch. Optics shut tightly, narrow streams of clear liquid slipping from his orbs quietly. Shaking sigh left his quivering lips, orbs opening slightly at Emira's words. As if in a trance, the colt repeated her soft words, voice holding such a strong emotion in them. “I- I’m so sorry, Emira.” Breath was exhaled; it was official - the sight of her just made the walls around his dead heart crumble. Inky legs moved oh so slowly, completing the distance between the two soaking bodies. As soon as he neared her sweet face, noticing the tears that had gathered into her pools, he let out a choked gasp, more tears sliding down his noble jaw. Crown lowered over Emira's withers, and Snyper began to sob into the mare's slim body, taken back by the emotions that he'd kept under lock and key for so long.

post status; done.
word count; don't care. =P
comments; =O poor Emira!

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{ emira

- I don't know what I'm meant to feel?

My heart ached and burned to comfort him – to just reach out and tell him that everything would be okay, that everything would sort it self out, but, would it ever be alright for Snyper? Would he ever be able to live a completely normal life, when he had been abandoned so many times before? I let my hazel orbs slide across his damaged face again; would he be able to survive on his own? I feared that he could not. Why had he hurt himself? Was it out of loneliness – or was he on the edge of insanity? I was unsure. “Why would you hurt yourself?” The question was to be expected – he knew that I cared for him, so he should see the question coming. Instead I thought back of his reaction to my mentioning of Intrepid – was he afraid of my brother? Why? I had never heard my brother speak of hatred towards Riku; I mean, he let us wander onto his territory without harming us when he could have! “Why are you afraid of my brother?” Yeah the casual talk was still going – perfect, he wasn’t shying away from me still, which pleased me greatly. Next came something completely unexpected yet very pleasing in some way.


Soon I had his strong neck wrapped around me in a protective embrace and immediately I felt myself relax completely – enjoying his affectionate gesture. “Snyper..” Hushed and hidden, the trees swayed with the violent winds – the rain hammered down upon our backs, yet I felt warm and safer than ever before; there were no words to describe this amazing feeling he brought out. “Don’t let go” I whispered softly before clinging more tightly to him, I couldn’t bear if he left me now – if he backed off and went out of my life again. I was all alone now wasn’t I? Shadrik had left me without a second thought – vanished out of my life like I meant nothing to him, had I even been right in the first place to stick to him for my father? The questions were rummaging through my brain like a bouldering train. But instead of letting them gain control over me, I buried my sensitive nostrils in his damp hair – inhaling his musky scent, letting it flow in me like the smell of flowers on a sunny day. “Hm, you stink” I whispered teasingly as I made an attempt to light up the tight atmosphere. I still wasn’t ready to let him go though, if I could I would probably stay like this forever – but my duties called. Even though Shadrik left I still had little Freya to care for – not that she was much of a ‘little’ filly anymore, but she’d always be small and precious to me. My sweet filly was nearing the age of three soon and therefore was almost old enough to leave home and search for her own path.

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[azul.]

snyper

Lost in God's game of hide and seek,
But I won't find you this time.

He felt so serene, spending what felt like an entire lifetime - but was only mere minutes - sobbing into Emira's motherly frame. His mind felt clear, all the confusion and chaotic nature that had once filled the colt was now disintegrating before him, and he was left without that horrid past that usually filled his thought box. Tears gradually began to let up; slacking off, trembling sigh rocking his dripping body. Red-rimmed orbs lifted, falling silent while Emira began to speak. So this was what it was like to have one concerned for you? Was Emira really filling in that gap - that major gap that was left hollow for nearly five years? Pushing back the lump that threatened to make the stallion black out, he parted his maw to speak, his quiet tone barely audible above the drilling winds that whipped by them. “I was just so alone…” He explained, inky maw lingering by Emira's finely sculpted radars. Sweet breath was let loose, allowing himself to think - she had a point. Why was he scared of Intrepid? Several times, Snyper tried to attempt an explanation, unfortunately, he was only able to come up with a faint shrug of his battered shoulders, pathetic speech flowing from his lips. “He’s intimidating, and I- I thought that he’d hurt me.” Azures sought out Emira's hazel ones, before his crown dropped again, resting upon Emira's shoulder.

"Don't let go." Heart hammered against my chest harder, once more that afraid little colt rising out of the mature one's body. “I can’t let go, I can’t!” The stallion exclaimed, frightened voice rising in it's pitch to a desperate level. “I.. I need you.” The burden that had made it's abode on his shoulders was lightened, faint sight leaving him, eyes closing despite the raging torrents of wind. It grew louder, twisting and twirling over head, but he felt so utterly calm. "Hm, you stink" Orbs popped open, surprised at Emira's playful comment. Tight grip on her nevk softened, and he threw here a surprised glance, allowing a small smile to form on his inky lips. “Sorry…” was his sweet reply, vocals attmepting a slight joke. Words were snatched around in the updrafts, feeling the rain continue to harden, but even then, he remained, almost as though he was molded to Emira's palomino frame. “I need you, Em. I do.” Only after realizing that he'd been glued to Emira's side in this sentimental moment for a while, he hesitated, unsure of whether to retract. The lingering fear of Shadrik's hard expression was daunting, and ever so gently, Snyper spoke again, words barely floating over a whisper. “Is Shadrik coming to get me? Where is he?” It was impossible to give this up now.. the thought of leaving beckoned at his heart, but he remained still, limp stature resting over Emira silently.

post status; done.
word count; much shorter. sorreh. =\
comments; movie moment. aw.

[nuzzer2]

{ emira

- You were there - waiting for me, across the rainbow.

This was one of the moments some lived to die for, but I wasn’t about to die, matter of fact I felt absolutely perfect – more than perfect. His quiet confessions made my heart ache for him and in that moment I knew I’d die for him, cheesy yeah I know – but how could you not love him? He was and would always be adorable, sweet and funny, so why had I picked Shadrik? I didn’t know right now. I felt his hesitation, felt his will to pull back and leave me once again, but instead of complying I reacted by pressing myself tighter against him. “I need you too, please don’t leave” I begged him once again. His next lyrics made my body tense and the fury inside me raise once again, that cowardly dog! Not Snyper, but Shadrik – leaving me to care all alone for our precious baby, that was all I had been to him was my guess; a mare to hump and a way up in the society. “Shadrik disappeared shortly after we went to the Artic Heights” My voice was slow – hesitant, would he think as this as a mere replacement for Shadrik? That I was seeking comfort in him now that my previous lover was gone? The mere thought of it made me feel sick.

I couldn’t see Snyper as a replacement for Shadrik, they were so different – one arrogant, dark and calculating; the other the complete opposite. “Come with me?” The question burned its way up my throat and out into the moist air. I didn’t know exactly what ‘where’ was – it was more of a ‘be with me’ question, were there even any place we could go? Where the equines didn’t know of our pasts – our relations? I knew that my brother would probably find out where I was, but I’d tell him anyway, he didn’t hate Snyper – he didn’t despise him because of who his sire was. So perhaps the Woods was an opportunity? I took the hard decision to step back – away from his warming embrace – to meet his dazzling sapphire eyes. I had to see his expressions – the emotions flooding through his pained orbs, the ones that had seen the all but also seen nothing at all. The rain flooded down upon us and we had been drenched for a long time already – and thank god for that! If it hadn’t been raining he’d probably have scented my heat and thought I had searched him out for that, but really I hadn’t – gah why was I coming up with all these doubts? Snyper wasn’t stupid, he knew my heart or at least I hoped he did. “I love you” The words seemed so right – so sweet and perfect when they were uttered to him, had I even ever said that to Shadrik? I didn’t know. The puzzle inside me was getting more and more complicated, more bricks were constantly being added to the mass and by that the difficulty was increasing.

Had I really ever loved Shadrik? Or had it just been a façade to please my family? The thoughts made me dizzy – hadn’t it always been Snyper whom had captured my heart? From the day we met as foals, to this stormy day? God it sucked to be female! I managed to sidetrack my thoughts by thinking of the consequences of us standing out here; wouldn’t it be a good idea to seek shelter? I wouldn’t be able forgive myself if Snyper became ill because I kept him here. “We ought to seek shelter before we get sick..” I warned him. Slowly I ripped my eyes away from him – took much effort though! And began scanning the nearby territory for somewhere to be safe from the icy rain. I couldn’t see anywhere that could cover us both, so slowly I let my eyes glide back to meet his azure ones again. The missing heat from my chest was bugging me – telling me that it wasn’t alright to step away from his damp skin, but instead of repeating the embrace action that would surely make us stay out here longer, I reached out and napped playfully at his wet ears. Ears! That had always been my fetish hadn’t it? Ever since I was small I enjoyed chewing on other equines ears – especially Intrepid’s though, I was surprised he hadn’t permanent wet ears. As we grew it had just evolved into that my favorite area of nipping was the ears, I didn’t know why – I just really enjoyed it. I retracted my crown slowly before flashing the buckskin stallion a teasing smile.

ooc: HAHA! is she cute or what? XD

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[azul.]

snyper

’Cause death is real baby,
And I can’t help it.

The feeling.. of someone actually caring for the colt in the way he couldn’t describe.. It was wonderful. For once, he felt that bit of love radiate through his chilled bones, and he could finally feel like he’d be able to pass the love on, something that the buckskin charger had never experience since that dreadful day almost five years ago. Soft exhale shook the lad’s grown frame, feeling Emira’s warm grip tightened upon him. The intensity that was portrayed in the affectionate motion made Snyper’s heart thump inside him, choking him up for any shy words that had been ready to emit into the thundering atmosphere. “I need you too, please don’t leave.” To him, there wasn’t any doubt that they needed each other. It was so strange; months ago, he would have cringed at Emira’s mention, and now, he was admitting his feelings for her – words that she’d probably heard before, and a thousand times over. When Emira’s demanding posture stiffened, the colt eased away from her form, sapphire orbs resting on her with a weary expression. “Shadrik disappeared shortly after we went to the Artic Heights.” Faint nod shook the lad’s buckskin façade, eyes wandering out to the hazy distance, mind wandering with oh so many doubts about Emira’s words. She’d said it before, didn’t she? He’d remembered that day solidly, how happy he had been, before he spotted Emira’s foal.. Shadrik’s foal. Shimmering eyes clamped shut slightly, the memory making the colt grow faint. He was leaving that, right now.

“Come with me?” Sweet words brought the stallion from his frightened state, soft eyes shifting over to watch Emira’s questioning expression. Attention wandered, short look bringing him back to the present, in the midst of the horrid storm. Crown nodded grimly; despite the dangerous conditions, he didn’t want to leave this place. He’d gone there so many times to think.. but he wouldn’t leave Emira’s side either. The only problem was where they would go. Of course, Snyper had resided at Black Lake for all of a few months, and any place that was dark and secluded would have been perfect for him – but now he had Emira’s sweet, gentle moods following him. Talons eased backwards as did Emira’s, and the charger took a few moments to watch her royal façade, the faintest of smiles warming up his solemn lips, making them appear handsome, yet ever so mysterious. “I love you.” All in that moment, Snyper felt the blood rush away from his chilled skull, feeling as though the color was draining from his battered form. Ebony lips parted slightly, protest leaving his lips in a stuttered, desperate form. “I.. I- You… you can’t…” Voice stated out quietly, drowned out by the clashes overhead. “I-I can’t love you. Not yet. You, understand, right?” Voice trembled slightly as he finished speaking; it was true, how could he love her? Deep down, he always had, and probably always will, but after all that she’d done, was it even possible? Crown slid away from Emira’s splashed form, soaked tresses covering his troubled sapphire pearls, heavy exhale held inside his warm throat.

The awkward moment passed easily enough, relieved sigh leaving Snyper’s tight throat. He returned his sight to Emira, small lift of the lips returning to him. Nod was given at her worried words, and the charger’s buckskin stature eased closer to the full grown royal, limbs shifting away in surprise at the mare’s sudden grasp upon his flickering radars. What in the world? Optics slid to gaze at the Arabian mare, his mind forming pictures of this antic. She’d done it with Shadrik.. and Intrepid. Gaze fell to the flooded land, the sudden feeling of his body shivering making his mind wander faintly. Sapphire optics stared at the surrounding land, form moving forward slowly. “This way.” Words were serious, that normal tone that Snyper had taken on. Storming lithe covered the male as he walked purposefully, eventually finding the few resting spots that he’d created for himself. Constant glances were thrown back to make sure that Emira was following, his form never losing the forward impulsion until he managed to spot the small cluster of trees that had housed the colt a few months earlier. Snyper quietly slipped into the tight space, looking out at Emira expectantly, content enough to listen to the hammering rain fall, relieved that his small shelter was blocking most of the down pour. “Why do you love Shadrik?” Sudden outburst surprised Snyper so, gaze instantly dropping to the muddy turf – why did he make that sound as though Emira had been dissing Snyper all along, which made the buckskin tramp sound extremely ashamed. Soft sigh left his lips, and he glanced up, staring at the pinto beauty.

post status; done.
word count; a lot. BE PROUD! haha.
comments; I bombed the last paragraph, sorry. my muse was hit with a baseball bat.

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{ emira

- You were there - waiting for me, across the rainbow.

I was frozen in place as Snyper uttered words that I somewhere already knew; I had hurt him too much hadn’t I? And for that I’d have to pay the price. Duo colored crown lowered slightly to stare at the muddy ground, why couldn’t it just open up and swallow me now? I was deaf to Snyper’s pleading words – his trying explanation, it was just too embarrassing. “I’m sorry” I didn’t raise my head to meet his searching gaze; instead I kept it locked upon the ground – hiding my hurt feelings from his piercing eyes. Soon enough he set off and ordered me to follow him to shelter – which gave me time to gather my composter again as I followed his blurry form through the silent land. He stopped soon enough at a small cluster of trees and I slowly – warily, raised my crown to send him a questioning gaze, did he want us both to fit in there? I shook my head slightly and made sure that the small smile upon my lips was well hidden.

Sabino bodice slowly edged its way inside the woods – my wet hide clinging to Snyper’s like dust to a white blanket. I felt his chest rumble before the lyrics had even left his mouth and immediately I stiffened – my gaze becoming empty and still. I clenched my jaw – pearly ivories slowly dancing against each other as I tried to come up with some sort of answer. “Do you really want to know?” I questioned the buckskin hellion with a sad voice; but instead of waiting for an answer I began the tale. “I loved Shadrik because it was easier – it was easier to just let your family’s wishes come before your own when hatred and dislike is involved.” I took a short break to breathe before continuing. “With Shadrik I wouldn’t have to leave my family – I wouldn’t have to see the hurt in their eyes if I left them, I wouldn’t have been able to be there to support Intrepid.” I wrinkled my nose slightly as I thought my reasons over – they seemed so dull now, but at that time they had seemed brilliant and safe. “It was safe; I knew that my foal would grow up in a safe place – surrounded by family and friends.” Then of course there was the minus that they had all been dark – and I didn’t want my sweet filly to become that without choosing it herself. “But I’d have left eventually I guess – I didn’t want Freya to grow up as a dark, I wanted her to pick her own path in life.” I finished my explanation off by shifting my gaze to meet his sapphire orbs once again. “Please don’t judge me” I begged him; it was so easy for him to be the judge – he wasn’t the one with the giant expectations resting upon his shoulders tying him down. I slowly shifted my eyes to stare out at the silent territory – watching as the rain hammered down into the dusty ground. “If you want me to leave, just tell me okay? I don’t want to be anyone’s charity case.” With that I meant; If you can’t love me, if I’m too late, just tell me and I’ll leave you alone. I felt stupid – out of place and embarrassed, how could anyone love me really? I was a freak show – a dark that couldn’t even be dark, one that didn’t even fit in a damn light land! Was that why Shadrik had left us? Because I was just some stupid whore? I clenched my jaw tightly – awaiting Snyper’s response before doing something stupid.

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