a lone adventurer

[nuzzer2]

; Jaliya


Exploring, a beautiful word isn’t it? Even more beautiful to do, my dark pillars had carried me to the lands Zukura Brook to – yeah what do you think? Explore of course! It was part of me to explore, to see new things – feel the thrill of stepping upon unknown land, without protection and without the chance of running back. I loved taking that step across ‘the point of no return’, not being able to turn around and run back to the black lake cuddle up next to Riku and pray that the evil nothing would come and get me. Of course I could run if I wanted to, but even if I ended up face to face with an angry grizzly bear – yes I know bad example but who cares? – I wouldn’t back up and run, no being the adventurous lady I am I would probably end up talking with the poor animal.

You’re insane, bitch. Ah yes, his voice – I have gotten used to it by now, the icy tone filled with venom whispering death in my ear trying to kill my spark of happiness, but he couldn’t – and why not? I’ll tell you.

Simply really, I have gotten myself a little colt – not my own unfortunately – but we are getting closer and closer for each day that is passing. I raised my bay cranium to glance at the sky, of course I could never forget about my little girl sitting up there among the clouds, watching over me – protecting me, waiting for me. Someday I’ll join her up there, be with her again and show her how much I love her and exactly how sorry I am.

A long sigh slipped out from my lips as I looked around, there was no one around and the feeling of loneliness crept up my spine slowly. I had left Serpent home with Riku, not wanting him to come with me on my ‘expeditions’ at his age, however at the moment I was regretting not bringing him along, the lands was completely deserted – except for a few deers grazing peacefully at a cluster of trees, their ears whipping forward and back and their ever watchful eyes focused on me. Yes, even deers could sense ‘evil’ and ‘good’, I was a in-between, not quite good and not really evil either. You’re just a sick bitch with no brain. Ahaha yes, of course that is what I am – according to him that is, but Riku and Serpent was slowly showing me that you can be good even though you’re evil, weird phase eh?

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

Almost black pillars carried the dark bay across the lands known as Zukura Brook, she had been here many times before, of course, not to beg for a home with a stallion, but to torment and tease other mares, especially light filth who so often roamed the lands of Midnight Acres.
She lowered her head and slowed from her three beat pace to an even, yet jagged trot. Her hooves made no sound on the crisp ground underfoot.
The ady was warm, harks, for once, were pricked forward, showing her interest in the day. Eyes rested on to female deer in front of her, she licked her lips lightly, moistening her muzzle, and broke out of her slow pace to a full on charge at the fragile creatures. As she expected, the deer scattered, squealing and bounding away into the distance. Sophie pulled up to a walk and laughed with joy, oh how fun it was to be a queen of her own land, do whatever she wanted, not have a creature that was higher than her own ranking.
Eyes now caught a glimpse at another femme stood in the clearing. She walked up, Harks neither forward, nor back, however, her tone was the usual of silky, and slightly icy. Well well well, who do we have here? she asked, flicking her ebon cord sharply and turning her head to see the now alert and scared deer standing in the shadows of the trees.

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; Jaliya

Reddish colored auds flickered towards west as the sound of hoof beats emerged, my interest sparked, as I turned my bay frame around to glance in the direction. The pace slowed and became almost invisible to my long ears, but I had been trained ever since coming out of my mother’s warm womb and wasn’t surprised when I saw a dark bay mare charge through the silent woods, and scare the poor deer into oblivion. I let out a sigh of annoyance, it wasn’t even a filly or a youngster – no this was a fully grown Arabian female, a darker coat but else just like me – but this one was hundred percent evil. Orbs narrowed slightly as I watched her from my place, I didn´t move a centimeter when she came charging – nor would I move if she dared, yes dared, to come at me as well. Hard muscles tensed under my thin desert skin and I let out a snort as the witch spoke, so she thought that it was just ‘another’ mare, which she had come across? Oh she would learn.

My midnight colored pillars carried me closer to the screeching wench in a casual tempo, why hurry? I see you finally found good company. Good company? Well I guess you could say that, I was at least supposed to be a true dark – to kill without mercy, gang up on the light and smash their tiny frames into the next world, but that just wasn’t me – was it? Nah, I didn’t want or need to give into the dark side of me, Riku had shown me that it wasn’t necessary to be completely evil to get along with your own kind, you could just be.. half.

My ebon maw parted as I turned my cranium slightly, tones of the damned – yet soft and gentle flew from my hot cavern to answer the wench.

“I am Jaliya of the Black Lake, who might you be dark sorceress?”

I decided on a ‘nicer’ approach than I originally would – there was no need to create more enemies than needed, and I could be wrong about this female, she could turn out to become a good friend or a valuable ally. I knew my skin were heavily coated with the scent of Riku and Serpent, but also mixed with the scent of a mare with milk – and I started to wonder how this mare would react to that.

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

This mare seemed rather keen. Sophie grinned slightly as she spoke, a dark, it was just about reconisable. Sophie. Of Knifes Edge. She snarled. As the mare meared, a strong scent of one she didn't want to smell filled her nostrils. Harks pinned back to her skull in an outrage and she snorted loudly, nostrils flared and eyes narrowed. Ah, I see. You reside with the dear Riku she spat. Even speaking his name sickened her, filthy insane bastard. She cursed him in her head. How on earth he ever managed to catch himself a wench such as yourself. I shall never know. She added, this time, in her normal, silky tone. I also smell the blood of a youngster upon your coat. Where is he now? she asked. Stepping forward again and snorting, bringing her harks forward.

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; Jaliya

A smirk spread on my slightly parted maws, so this mare – Sophie – didn’t like Riku? I wondered what story lied behind that reaction. I didn’t move a single muscle as the wench finished her wretched lyrics; they weren’t aimed at me – wisely enough – so I let it pass and saved it for future use. But the question about Riku kept nagging at me, why would she hate Riku? As far as I knew he had not harmed anyone, yet, but who knew when the darker side took control? I was starting to learn how to push him down, but imagine living with a demon inside you that is even stronger than yourself, losing more and more control for every day passing by. My deep orbs closed shortly and I sent a quiet prayer to, to whom? Who could I send a prayer in need to? Kairi and Sora? Riku’s two best buddies, but would it do any difference if they showed up? Could they save him from his haunting demon?

“Pleasure to meet you Sophie, as for Riku I don’t know the story between you two – and I’ll refrain from digging into it, but let us push it aside we don’t need to fight over a stallion”

Lyrics were spilled without looking at the mare, my thoughts were still far away focusing on how I could save Riku – or at least try to. However the word ‘youngster’ snapped me out of it and my cranium turned to watch her again, perhaps she knew the mother of Serpent? My light up with lust for her blood, some day I would track her down and show her no mare left a perfect foal behind to die, no matter how evil she would be.

“Yes, I adopted a colt by the name of Serpent recently, his bitch of a mother left him behind to die – and he’s perfect. I don’t suppose you know her?”

My tones were full of frustration and annoyance, I still could not grasp that any mare would leave a perfect little colt behind – especially not a strong one like Serpent, was it really so weird of me to react like that? Another snort sprang from my nostrils and I lowered my maw to nip at the tasty grass beneath me.

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

Sophie nodded her dished dial slightly, A pleasure indeed. She paused, then lowered her dial to scratch it on her head, then continued. Your right, however, i would not give him the pleasure of being called a stallion she spat, then she smirked, she liked this Jaliya, she seemed okay. There was always one.
She listened to her lyrics, then shook her head. No, I do not know her, or the foal. However, I am in the same situation, although, adopted is not the way i would put it. I have a follower goes by the name of Malfoy, his mother was scum. Do you know either?

[nuzzer2]

; Jaliya

My fangs bared slightly as Sophie spoke, I had stronger feelings for my precious Riku than I would admit to myself – and it hurt, badly. I was in a torn situation at the moment, I knew breeding season was coming closer and closer and the mares would go into heat – and Riku had collected quite a few of them already. A normal mare wouldn’t think twice about breeding with a lead stallion, however I was special – I wanted badly just to stick to one stallion, like I had done with my deceased mate. Something in my heart told me that it would not be possible to do that here though, so I was split between conceiving a foal with dear Riku or just stand by and watch the other females conceive Riku’s spawn.

“Would be easy if I was just a normal mare”

My blurry orbs jumped back to Sophie, I liked this mare – maybe with time we could become closer, was she as special as me? Or was she normal? Lowering my dark crown I watched the ground as she spoke up yet again, so she adopted a son as well? Did all mares leave their offspring behind here? My fangs bared once again and I snarled with anger.

“Stupid bitches, should teach them a lesson or two.”

What would stop me from seeking out the two poor souls dams? Teaching them a lesson or two: that you don’t leave your loved ones behind.

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

Again, the dark bay arabian mare listened contently to this others words. She swung her head in annoyance at the bloodsuckers that dared land on her pelt, and bared her teeth, A normal mare? Why? Whats wrong with you? she asked, curious. Maybe, just maybe, Sophie could become 'best buddies' with this Jaliya, and they could work together. So far, all equines sophie had met had been terrified of her at first sight. She listened to her words about the bitches leaving their foals, however, because she was heartless, or so she was told, This did not bother her Jaliya, This does not bother me much, as I now I would do the same if I ever bared a foal. I am happy Narcissa left her foal with me, for now, I rule my own land, because he is too young to do anything about it.

She paused, and snorted lightly into the warm, summer air. She did like the good weather, it made her feel more alive. However, I do agree it is a little harsh, leaving potential dark equines to rot. When they could, maybe, one day, rule the world. As i expect will happen.

[nuzzer2]

; Jaliya

I let out a sigh of frustration, what exactly did I expect? Here I was talking with a hundred percent dark female and expected her to care about lost foals? A snort flew out from my large nostrils as I glanced towards the sky, it was never easy to be half something and half something else – especially not when it’s half lightish and half dark. Dark orbs returned to the darker mare in front of me, did she not see me as a freak? Could she not sense I was a monster, a disgrace?

“I’m not like other mares, I believe that a stallion and a mare should pair up two and two – stay mates for life. But problem is – yes you might snort at me now – but I have taken much liking to Riku, and he does not share my believes”

While speaking I lowered my orbs to the hard ground beneath me, I could not meet Sophie’s eyes as the shameful lyrics were spilled out, of course her liking of me would drop and she would probably just turn around and walk away but.. Somewhere I was hoping that even though she was a dark witch, I could lend a shoulder from her and maybe become closer – eventually like sisters, but that was a shot in the fog. Eyes flew up yet again to meet Sophie’s, it did not bother her? I snarled with fury as my dark orbs narrowed.

“Why would you want to leave something precious, something perfect behind? My filly was born deformed – my only foal, by my deceased mate, and I had no choice but kill her with my own daggers!”

Voice rose with every word – growing more and more shrill – as I spoke the word ‘daggers’ I lifted my long pillar as to show what I killed her little defenseless body with. I rose to my full size and stared directly into the dark mare’s deep eyes – if there was something she could never touch, it would be my opinion of foals. [/size]

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

Sophie snickered at her. She could sense she was in love with Riku, and however much she hated him. She could not do anything about it. Harks snapped back at the mention of his name. I did not realise you were a mare of such things. she spoke quietly. However, Riku, is nothing but a greedy idiot, he will do all he can to have his spawn clinging to his legs. He does not care about you Jaja, no matter how much he may seem to. Her words were harsh, yes, she knew, she was a true dark horse, so anyone could sense her words would very rarely have warmth in them. Would these words be too much for Jaja to handle? Would she turn on her heel and walk away? Run prehaps? She wouldn't know until words had sunken in through her skull.
Sophie listened to the mares words about foals, no dout about it, she could not change her mind. You did the right thing there. To leave your filly to live with such deformities would of been cruel and unkind, even more so than killing her. She shook her dial lightly to rid a few bloodsuckers from her forlock, and blinked a few times, before speaking again, placing a forefoot forward in friendlyness to Jaja. However different we may seem, we are both dark equines, i respcet you, and your decisions on foals. But that should not tear us apart, correct? She asked, politly, snorting lightly again and taking another step towards the mare.

[nuzzer2]

; Jaliya

I watched Sophie with surprise, why did she not shun me? Normally mares would call me a freak and walk away, but this – dark even – female stayed and listened to my words, why? I crossed my head slightly as my orbs took in her features, her words hit me like a huge truck and my heart was yet again gripped by an cold hand, was it true? Did Riku really only just want me for foals? My crown lowered to the dusty ground and a single tear slipped down my cheek, emotions were raging through my body: hurt, anger, denial and last but not least – shame. I had fallen in love with a stallion who wanted nothing more than what my womb could carry, could it really be? My dark eyes clouded over with frustration and anger – I needed to get answers from Riku, ask him what he really wanted from me.

“Maybe you’re right, maybe he really only wants more offspring, that would explain the rapid growth of the herd just before breeding season”

My long ears caught Sophie’s next words and a small smile spread on my dark maw, so she did have a heart – she did not judge me for my actions or point at me telling me how sick I was. My crown was raised yet again as I looked at Sophie, she was right – we were both dark equines, sisters by allegiance and I had to admit I was starting to respect this – a little twisted – but nice enough mare.

“Yeah you’re right, but speaking of breeding season, what will you do?” [/size]

[lynx'']

S O P H I E

Sophie raised her head, her eyes closed momentarily. Thats all stallions want Jaliya, its all they have ever wanted, 'tis why I steer clear. It was true, Sophie, herselfwould love to see the day when she would settle down with a stallion and have a foal.
She snorted, and stamped her hoove into the soft ground underneath, grass blades ripped from their stems and mud caked around her hoof. Breeding season? Ha, Never, in my life, will I bear a foal. Why would i do that? It might seem a nice, pretty thing to do. But how would I do what I wanted with a barrel for a stomach? Nothing. She said nothing with a slight spit in her voice. How would she rule the world with a foal running by her side? It was impossible, seen as she could not get along with most stallions.