demise of darkness;; emira+shadrik.

[azul.]

S N Y P E R

A blue moon was being held by,
The never-ending twilight sky.

The blood spot was still there. It seemed plastered onto my buckskin facade, deeming me of a monter's trait. It was stuck there. I didn't want to get rid of it, but so far, it had only caused me trouble. It made my dad upset, seeing my face, because my mommy was dead. Intrepid- fool colt, believed that I had already been fighting, and I was barely 6 months old. Then there was Emira. Sapphire eyes trailed to the floor slowly, quite soggy underneath my stilts. Emira. She wanted to help me, I think, but she saw this marking as a curse. She thought I was a monster, because I was defensive. All thanks to this dreaded mark.

This soggy ground. It sucked my legs in, stranding me in some spots, quite springy in some spots too. It had to be the Marshes. It was where Emira and Intrepid lived, I think. I was risking a lot here. The king, Chaos, wasn't it?- well, if he came, I'd be good as dead. Even he wouldn't enjoy a monster snooping around his world. Then there was Intrepid. He was only a few weeks older than me, but he was bigger, and he had Emira wrapped around him. It wouldn't be hard for him to make me sound like a rat, which he probably already did. That worried me. A lot, actually.

Still, here I was! In the Marshes, wandering around, trying to scent the sabino filly with only half of my original skills. See, I didn't know this place at all, and I was panicking. Just like I had when mom died. The thought made me raise my crown, close my eyes, and sigh heavily. It had also been 6 months since mom died, and it wasn't any easier. The thought burdened me, that I had caused her death, intentional or not. I sighed, and then heard something. So quiet, it sounded like voices, so I took a few steps forward, my eyes narrowing until I was peeking out at the pair. When I did, I resisted the urge to breath faster, my heart thudding in my throat. There was Emira, and another colt, a much older one. Much older than me. Even in my silent state, I watched the pair, shocked. She had already gotten rid of the buckskin demon in her mind. I tried to prevent my sapphire eyes from welling up, but it was hard, and I blinked furiously, pushing that feeling away. I knew it was going to happen.

[nuzzer2]

; E m i r a

Soft sigh left my young nostrils as I stared at the handsome colt in front of me, sure he was a lot older than me – but he was more than worthy and of course; sweet. We had meet a couple of weeks ago, when I had returned from the Black Lake; filled with sorrow and guilt for not being able to save the poor Snyper. Intrepid had left my side, and I had wandered around in the terra for sometime; blaming myself for not being enough, and in the end coming to that it wasn’t my fault – and that he wasn’t worth it. It had been a hard conclusion to come to, my soft heart had not wanted to give up – but the words he had thrown at me so casually; like it was candy, had hurt me deeply.

So I had met Shadrik for the first time. His skewbald coat had attracted my eyes – finally another ‘rare’ color, and his emerald eyes had seduced mine; calling me closer. I was interested, my heart was wounded and my pride broken – so I was more than open to company; to compliments. The other plus side was that this colt was dark – something my daddy would be extremely pleased with, if I choose him as my future partner. Wasn’t that every colts dream – or every colt that was NOT the heir’s dream? Being together with the heiress of the lands, of course Intrepid was before me – but who kept us from starting our own herd?
I shook my dial and looked at Shadrik with a brilliant smile shining on my lips, I didn’t need to worry about all that yet – right now it was just the two of us.

“So what do you want to do? I feel like doing something, just not quite sure what.”

I spoke up with a happy – yet soft tone, he was interesting and I loved to spend time with him. My sabino colored frame shook as I danced around in a circle, playing catch with my own rapidly growing tail – I felt so free and happy around him! I stopped yet again and watched him with amber orbs, he was older than me – a year, and amazingly handsome, I still couldn’t believe he had picked me.

A soft rustle brought my attention to the nearby bushes and my ears peeked up – what could it be? I stepped back a little, seeking shelter behind the older, stronger colt but stopped when I recognized two sapphire orbs staring at me with hurt – why? What was he doing here? My body began to fill with despair, had he come to hurt me again? Tell me that he hated me? Out of pure habbit I reached up and chewed – softly – on Shadrik’s ear to calm my raging nerves. [/size]

[steph]

[glow=blue,2,300]Shadrik[/glow]

A smile crossed his features as the filly before him sighed in content, she was a pretty filly, and her color being rare made her all that more attractive. She, also had a nice personality, and was caring, which was how the two started our friendship. The colt knew of the filly and she had caught his eyes a few times before, but the youngster had never really talked with her, for she was always around her brother Interpid.

When he had met Emira, for the first time, she seemed hurt and her confidence had been thrown into the wind, to decay like the leaves of fall. Seeing that the sabino foal was upset, Shadrik tried his best to comfort her, and the foals ended up likening each other more than he had expected. The skewbald colt really did like the younger sabino filly and he wasn’t just interested in her because she was the heiress to Hollow Woods, he just liked Emira for who she was inside and out. Shadrik enjoyed Emira’s company and he now had something to do other than wonder around. Audits swiveled around slowly as the words let the filly and where carried to him by the slight breeze.

Do you want to…

Vocals where calm and friendly as, Shadrik always talked to Emira, but Shadrik stopped his sentence when he heard rustling from the bushes behind him.

Turning sharply on his hind quarters, the foal’s domineer had changed. Audits were now laid flat against his skull, body was flexed and his boa was arched, with a I dare you to move stature. He was not only looking out for himself but also for Emria, he would be beside himself if anything happened to the filly.

Sapphire orbs where the only thing that where visible threw the bush, and they held an emotion of pain. Taking a deep breath, the colt’s nares begin to break down the scent they had taken in. The intruder was a colt, a younger one then Shadrik, and as the scent hit the back of his brain a light went on, the youngster knew who he was, and it was a shallow move for Snyper to show himself on these lands. Shadrik recognized the scent as the one that he had smelled of Emria, when he found her hurt and alone, and Shadrik knew that this colt, Snyper, was the one who caused the sabino filly that pain.

Forest green, eyes held aggression and warning. It was one thing that he had hurt Emira but it was another that his father was an enemy to Chaos and his family.

Show yourself Snyper.

Moving his body, the colt made stopped Emira’s chewing and positioned him-self in front of her, to insure her safety.

[azul.]

S N Y P E R

Glowing darkly in my eyes,
I was so terrified by this:
My loneliness.

When I was spotted, I realized my final burden. The eyes of my father, so rare, so deep and sparkling, they stood out against any background, besides maybe water. But I wasn't a water horse. In fact, I was terrified of water. No longer would I romp around in a lake, for fear that greedy monsters would steal me and drown me, until I joined mom. I wanted to see her, but not in that way. But that was beside the point. What mattered was, Emira saw me first. She stared at me for the longest time, and I tried to match her gaze, but the tears finally blinded me enough. I blinked, scratched my leg, smearing that dark marking on my face. Then I busied myself with watching the pair. I hadn't ever seen the skewbald colt around, but he already seemed familiar, in some sorts.

I felt like a jealous child, but I hated that emotion, along with all the other emotions, and I settled my body back, auduals pinning against my neck, nares blowing out silent snorts when I saw Emira. She reached up to chew on the - wait, chew? - yes, she was chewing. Why did it make my blood boil? Still, my tinted eyes studied the pair together, heart beating against my chest so hard, my limbs started to shake. No, no, no! That's not supposed to happen! I had gone over that though many times. This surely wasn't supposed happen, but I had alot of "oh no" moments. Case one, mom died. Case two, I looked like a monster. Case three & up, I didn't deserve to live, I was mean to a cute tyke, and the list went on.

I didn't mind Emira seeing me; in fact, I wanted her to, but then that big colt, he had to be a few months older than me - He spotted me, and spoke to me by my name. His auduals pinned back, and his neck snaked forward, like he was biting at thin air. I wish I could do the same, but I had nothing to protect at this point; my dignity was gone. I proved it by hiding in the bushes while spying on Emira and her boyfriend - yes, I had come to a conclusion that it was her boyfriend. Who else chews on another ear and ignores it? But this colt spoke my name. Snyper. My name. That angered me so much, I sprinted past the shrubs that I had hid behind, not minding a small cut on my forelimb. Instead, I glared at Emira, noting the way that this colt stepped in front of Emira to protect her. It confirmed my boyfriend theory. Now, I was too angry to stop myself.

When I charged from the bushes, I must've left behind my senses. My normal, relaxed nature was left hiding in the bushes. Instead, I took on that demonic side that my father had explained to me. What was his name? Xenophan, Xehna, something with a "X." Whatever it was, father explained to me how bad it was, and I had to be in that state now. I wasn't much smaller than this colt, he was easily a few months older than me, and his voice was mature. More mature than mine, I thought. Mine had deepened slightly, but I wanted to growl, or roar. Really loud. My sapphire pools narrowed, glaring at the pinto colt with accusing eyes, but I immediately started to speak, my pools never leaving this boyfriend.

"So, you've been talking about me. Why would you talk about such an ugly creature? It's unethical, princess! Completely unethical. And I can understand, but the fact remains that..."

My voice faded off slowly, and I shook my crown angrily, but the tone of my voice had changed into what it had been. My emotions were turned off, and I grew withdrawn emotionally. Looking past the large colt to Emira, I started to speak, where I left off, but my voice was monotone, hiding any hint of affection.

"I know your kind. They probably twist the truth, hide the fact that their hearts are... lying? But then again, I can't hide the truth. I have this blasted marking to prove it. My eyes prove it. I'm born out of a dead mother, and a crazed father. And you? You, princess, are born out of a king. You have an affectionate brother, and a mother, who's quite rude by the way. You have a family, don't you princess?"

This last princess that I exclaimed, it was directed at the colt. My legs stretched out, my neck lowered, and my crown tipped to an odd angle. Hind limbs shoved forward at the soggy soil, pushing forward. Eyes widened, not with excitement, but, fear? - whatever it was, my limbs took two large steps, then pushed off the ground. I was running, jumping, leaping, and scrabbling to keep my distance as I tried to dart past the skewbald colt towards Emira. My light eyes glittered regretfully, but it was already done. I had already poured a pound of salt over a gaping wound. A few more pinches wouldn't hurt.

"You. You don't have any idea about it, do you? Have you ever felt more than greed? Yes princess, you are a greedy girl. So greedy. You've taken this situtation, caught yourself a fine little fellow, and have a full family, while I... Hn. I, princess, am running away. Call it a life experience, whatever. I hope I die while I'm away. I hope I perish in the arms of a dark like your brother, your father, even your mother! I hope I'm crushed to the ground. And you know what? It'll be all your fault. You will be the reason why I die. Emira, you're a killer, you killed me."

My words were so quiet, but the monotone sound was hard to keep up. Then I grew eerily silent, my tinted eyes staring at Emira. I ignored this skewbald colt, which will probably come back to hurt me, but I was running away and wanting to die. Maybe it'd be better if this pinto boyfriend killed me, then I could die in front of Emira. My attention leaving Emira for a few seconds, I turned my crown upwards to stare at the sky. It was darker than normal, overcast, like it was waiting to suck me up. Without a doubt, I snorted heavily, and looked at Emira, my eyes blank.

[steph]

[glow=blue,2,300]Shadrik[/glow]

As the buckskin colt came bursting through the bushes, it had taken Shadrik by surprise, he knew the colt would some out but in such a childish manner was uncalled for. Audits remained flattened; however the skewbald youngster was still listing to the buckskin. His words brought irritation to Shadrik’s face; to him there was nothing worse than a creature who felt sorry for them-self.

Shadrik’s temper rose as he spoke in such a crude manner to Emira, who did Snyper think he was? He was the one who had hurt the filly and then when she sought condolence he thought he had the right to come into her home and blame her for his misfortunes. Oh he could not be wrong.

When the foolish ones next words reached Shadrik, he knew immediately that Snyper was jealous because Emira was with him and not the buckskin colt. A deep low rumble, came from the skewbald, colt, yes he was laughing, laughing at the fact that the lowly buckskin thought he could be one with such a precious jewel. Did he not know that their fathers where rivals? That if Chaos found him here, he would chase him away? How did he even imagine the two could be together?

When, Snyper tried to get Shadrik away from Emira, he changed the whole situation. The colt had planned to just use his size to intimidate the intruder, but now that the buckskin had made his advancement and Shadrik would use contact. Turning he was now facing Snyper, and he saw the flash of regret in his eyes. Shadrik would make sure that Snyper regretted the decision he had just made, and would have the scars to remind him of the mistake. However, before he punished the colt he wanted to hear more of his “its all your fault speech” for it was very amusing.

Hearing, Snyper’s next words, Shadrik regretted letting the buckskin continue on his rampage, the skewbald colt knew those last words would hurt Emira. Rising on his hind pillars, the eight month colt slashed threw the air, and came back to the ground hard, he landed closer to Snyper.

Or I could just crush you now. You stupid runt.

Those words would have been carried out, but then Shadrik realized what the colt was trying to do, and it wouldn’t work. However, Shadrik was going to hurt Snyper, and possibly leave him inches from death. Charging forward, Shadrik prepared for the impact of his shoulder into the weak chest of the foal.

[nuzzer2]

; E M I R A

I stepped backwards in fear as the buckskin colt came thundering out, why was he so upset? I was the one who was supposed to be upset! He had pretty much told me, that he hated me – then why was he here now? However my heart melted with the tears that made his sapphire orbs shine like crystals, had he come to apologize? I took was about to take a step forward as Snyper spoke; and immediately regretted it. He glared at Shadrik like he was some sort of monster, did they know each other? My amber orbs shifted to the buckskin male again, and I frowned in annoyance.

“Yes, I needed someone to talk to – someone to trust in, since you did nothing but throw trash at me when I tried to help you!”

The pause between his words seemed endless, and allowed me some time to think; to change my focus from Snyper to the skewbald colt, what did he think about this? I didn’t want a conflict, so perhaps I should handle this myself? Snyper’s dead tones started flowing again, and I was surprised to see him talking to me with those words. My kind? MY KIND? Anger flooded through my bodice as my eyes narrowed dangerously, He had no right to just pop up here – out of nowhere – and insult my family! This was my daddy’s lands, and if Snyper couldn’t behave he wasn’t welcome!

“I have a whole family here yes, why does that matter? I’m sorry for being born in a good place – do you want to switch places Snyper? I don’t mind if it can stop your sorrow. If you only came here to insult me – hurt me further, I’d advise you to leave now.”

His approach scared me a little, and I backed up yet again – had he come to hurt me? I rose up on slender hind legs and cast my head with frustration, was there a reason for this madness? I landed with a soft thump again, staring directly into the azure orbs of Snyper, why couldn’t he just play nice? Behave? He had stepped upon my father’s lands – and if my daddy heard he was here; heard his tone, I wasn’t sure what would happen, and I wasn’t interested in that.

He stared at me with his empty eyes, and then uttered the words that would cause my fall. The buckskin colt; my former friend – the one I had attempted to save – called me greedy, was I greedy? Was I a little selfish spoiled princess with no earth connection? My eyes widened and I backed up – hurt clear in my eyes. Liquid started to gather at the edge of my amber orbs, yet my gaze didn’t leave the colt in front of me, did I really deserve this? He moved further in his little speech, and the next words hit me hard. A quiet sob snuck out from my slightly parted kissers, as the liquid fell down my cheeks and onto the moist forest ground – how could he?

Was I really a selfish bitch? Did I deserve this? My thoughts were spinning around – making me dizzy, yet my clouded eyes didn’t leave Snyper for one second.

“How could you..”

Shadrik charged forward, and for a moment I was afraid that he would hit the poor buckskin – but he landed beside him on graceful pillars. The skewbald warrior let out lyrics that I didn’t need to hear right now, he didn’t deserve it – he wasn’t worthy of it. I stumbled forward on shaky pillars – to Shadrik’s hindquarter and touched it lightly with my muzzle.

“Please Shadrik, c-can we just leave?”

I spoke quietly with my eyes still locked on Snyper, I didn’t want to be here anymore – experience more of the hurt, which this buckskin demon had already caused. I just wanted to disappear – sink into the soft ground, and never appear again; was this fate? Was this my punishment for ‘having a light touch’ as my mother so gracefully called it? Was I a disgrace for my whole family – and I was the only one to not realize it? Shadrik charged forward and I gasped with horror; this wasn’t happening! No, no no!

“No no NO stop it! Please just stop it!”

I yelled with horror in my tone, I didn’t want anyone to get hurt! This wasn’t proper behavior – this was madness! [/size]

[steph]

[glow=blue,2,300]Shadrik[/glow]

rage, the skewbald colt did not feel the filly’s touch. He didn’t know that she was trying to calm him down, or that she just wanted to leave. His body was shaking and the only thing that Shadrik, was focused on was the buckskin in front of him, he wanted nothing more than to cause him pain.

This degree of anger was something that the colt had never felt before. He had shut him-self off form any feelings or emotions, his eyes held the power to paralyze anything they made contact with. Shadrik was ready to fight Snyper, and he was determined not to let anything get in the way. But, his determination faulted, when he charged and herd Emira, plea for him to not to harm the colt.

With the filly’s words, the youngster pushed his pillars into the soft ground, the dirt went flying, at the sudden impact. Would he be able to stop in time? Just when Shadrik thought he had acted to late he felt his body being pulled back, it had worked and when the dust cleared and he looked around him, he saw the colt only inches away. All he wanted to do was reach out and bite the jugular of the colt, but he would do what Emira had asked him to do. Backing up to Emira’s side the colt gave her an apologetic look and nudged her with his muzzle. Lamps then traveled to Snyper and when he made eye content he seemed to say, we will meet again without her and then you will be sorry.

I advise you to leave, Snyper. Before your decaying carcass is scented.

It was more of a demand then of a statement. Once again the colt looked towards Emira, would she agree to his decision or would she use her rank to over throw his words?

[/size]

[azul.]

S N Y P E R

So, I called for you, once again,
Searching past the tears falling down my face.

A lot of things happened to me when I charged at Emira. It wasn't really a mock charge, but even I was too good to attack a greedy princess. Still, this big colt, who I still had no apparent clue of his name, stopped and listened. Even I caught his attention. It was a great feeling, that such a young monster could attract the attention of an older prince. Then Emira replied. She confirmed everything that I had already plotted out, pushing me one step closer to the edge of my listless world. I didn't move, and I started to think. Even my eyes closed, a fatal mistake if I had been worrying about death, but I wasn't, so it didn't really matter. Before Emira had a chance to speak again, I spoke, my tone choppy and irregular, but it still showed no sign of emotions.

"Monsters can't throw trash Emira. They are trash. And I certainly didn't see you helping me. But you and Intrepid didn't help me. The only hope you gave me is that I could die. No one has faith in a half dead colt. Intrepid's a bully, and you, cowardly girl, hid behind your brother. So you're just as bad as him."

I replied smoothly, as if I were instructing everything to Emira again. I wanted the impact of this broad colt to hit me. I wanted to be flung through the air, and land, as if the brute's force could knock some sense into me. I knew that most likely wouldn't happen, so my sapphire orbs opened slowly, staring at the ground, dull and lifeless. I looked away from the skewbald beast, who loomed closer to me, and tried to intimidate me with his deep tone. I felt my body tense up, and thin stilts took a small step towards the sabino filly. I stared at her, my jaw clenched tightly, expecting the pain of this skewbald colt attacking me. While he didn't have the right to attack me and harm me, I didn't really mind, instead, I listened to Emira speak. The offer to change places was often thought of. I usually imagined if we switched places, if it would be any better. Atleast I'd have a mother, no matter how wicked she was. I blinked my eyes hard, and then turned to look above Emira, at the overcast sky.

"It matters, because you've never experienced death. If Intrepid died, you'd be close to feeling how I feel. See, I caused my mother's death. If I wasn't born, maybe she'd still be alive."

That was my new look on my mother's death. I was born, and she died, so if I looked at things in a technical matter, I caused everything. Now, my sapphire eyes scanned the sky for any sign of life, and they closed in desperation. I started to breathe faster, pawing at the ground to let out my anger at appearing so weak. If I cried, I'd lose everything, again. Instead, I opened my eyes and caught sight of Emira, and she was starting to cry too. That made me raise my crown and blink. Could greed cause emotions? I was confused. She was crying because I called her greedy, but if she was greedy, she would have ignored me. Was I wrong? Past the point of being frightened now, I stepped closer to the sabino foal and instinctively wanted to reach out and touch her withers, but when I moved closer to comfort her, I closed my eyes and backed up. My mom did the same thing before she died. My breaths still moved faster as I tried to calm myself down, but hearing Emira begin to sob, it made me swallow and speak with uncertainty.

"I'm going to tell you the truth; I accepted all the pain that was inflicted on myself. But you still tried to support me. And I couldn't see it."

I couldn't identify what Emira said, but I clearly heard the skewbald colt speak up, threatening to hurt me. The anger that rushed through my veins made me raise my crown and stare at the colt with piercing eyes. He charged at me, but he pulled back at the sound of Emira's plea. I didn't hear it, and so I charged foreward towards the splashed male, my thin stilts numbly moving me about like a fawn. Hind legs gamely shoved me into the air, like I was a spanish horse, and I tucked my crown away from the outraged pinto colt, using my thin chest to try and ram him, just like he did to me. But my eyes, they trailed off, back towards Emira, and instead of ramming the colt, I missed him, and stumbled, my forelegs not enough to support my thin body. I fell forward, landing hard on my thin neck, and flopping onto my barrel. I layed there stunned, staring at the scenery before me. Then I heard Shadrik speak again. Shadrik? That was his name, Emira said so. "I adivse that you leave Snyper, before your decaying carcess is detected." Blinking, I shoved to my feet, shaking off the debri that now rested on one side of my body. In one final effort, I shook my body again, stilts trembling to hold me up. I looked past the skewbald colt and started to speak.

"I can't leave Shadrik. The sky's already closed it's eyes on my mother, and it won't take me with her. Don't you think I've already tried? Why can't you kill me? If you love Emira so much, you wouldn't be able to bare her looking hurt. I hurt her. So that means that you can hurt me. I'm sure Emira won't mind."

Lyrics were steady, and regaining my balance, I moved towads Emira and blinked slowly, my crown lowering submissively. Then I remembered. When I was back at Black Lake, and Emira followed me into that cave. I looked at her quietly and then spoke mechanically.

"Were you mad at me when I ran into the lake's caves Emira? I'm sorry."

I'm sorry. I don't think I'd ever spoken those two words. And yet, to this one that I tried to erase my feelings, I said I was sorry. Staring at the plain sky, I breathed deeply and then wheeled on my haunches. It took me a minute to gain my momentum, but I launched off my hind legs and started to run. I didn't glance back, but instead I called out, my voice finally taking on a determinded tone.

"You're the only one I could call a friend, but true friends don't exist, do they?"

Why was I angry with myself? My legs churned faster, bounding nimbly over the marshes thick footing, until I ran past my own life. Everything that I had once knew was gone, I was certain that I wouldn't be welcome anywhere, ever again.

[doooone! snyper will be gone until he turns one and a half? maybe two. so, by next spring or winter, he'll be back! *evil laugh*]

[nuzzer2]

E M I R A

I was frozen to the place, why couldn’t he just leave? I was afraid that Shadrik would jump forward and seriously hurt Snyper, if the young buckskin male didn’t leave soon. I opened my mouth to speak up again, but Snyper beat me to it; and I felt the dizziness rising as a roaring monster. I tried to keep my balance – get a façade up and standing, but failed miserably, the young colt had won over me – the beggar beat the princess. I kept my orbs locked on Shadriks back, shielding my defeated look from the young tyran – for that was what he was becoming, was it not? I had ignored every warning my mom and daddy had given me about the monster Riku; that he was a devil with no heart, a loner – one who treated everyone with arrogance, like he was the better. Now here his son was standing in front of me, insulting me, to my fragile will was broken, wasn’t that proof enough?

My heart cried out with sorrow as Snyper spoke up again, yet again he managed to make me feel worse than before – was I really that much of an uncaring monster? I closed my ears for all sounds, ignored the lyrics of Shadrik – of Snyper. It was only when I saw Snyper charge forward to meet Shadrik in combat a sound left my maw; a shrill scream of horror, I wanted the two colts to get out of my sight – leave immediately! It was all my fault, they would start a fight; and one of them would get badly hurt – probably Snyper considering his smaller size – and I would blame myself, and that wouldn’t be a bearable sin to carry. The buckskin colt stumbled to the ground – missed Shadrik by a meter – and I almost cried with relief. As I stumbled forward on unsteady legs, I heard Snyper speak up again; asking to be killed?

Anger shot through my body as a flaming arrow, the protector instinct in me was too big to ignore – to put aside, and I took a few steps in Snyper’s direction with a frown destroying my stiff façade.

“You’re unbelievable Snyper! Was that what you came here for? To get killed? Why couldn’t you just come here and apologize? So that we could have been friends again? I’m willing to forgive you, willing you give you yet another chance – please just take it.”

I growled out with a ferocity I didn’t know I contained – yet with my voice, it just sounded as an angry kitten. I took a step closer to Snyper – leaving the safety of Shadrik’s body behind, prepared to take everything that Snyper would throw at me now. Well almost everything, I wasn’t prepared for his apology – wasn’t prepared for my heart to soften and a small smile to appear on my maw. I opened my mouth to answer him, but before any sound left my mouth – the young colt took off in an incredible speed and as his voice caught my ears, I broke down crying yet again.

“I’m so sorry Snyper, so sorry”

I whispered as I watched his young frame disappear in the distance, was it my fault? I turned my head to Shadrik and sent him a soft smile; an apology for forgetting him in the heat of the battle, before wandering to his side and laying my head over his shoulders, seeking support and comfort. I stood there for a couple of minutes, staring out into the air with a blank look on my features – would I ever see Snyper again? I doubted it, so perhaps I should just move on as my parents advised me to. Forgive and Forget – and move on, my gaze shifted to the skewbald colt, he would protect me – and was more than worthy of being my ‘partner’ – according to my mother.

“The end of an era, and the beginning of a new”

The words danced from my maw, my voice had regained its soft clang and a true smile spread on my lips again. It was time to move on. [/color]