Toxic Fun

[Trill Stalker]

A big black eye peeks out from behind a large oak tree, it glistens in the bright light of the full day. The eye pops back behind the ancient tree and then a black figure jumps into the green clearing scaring a few peafowl into the blue sky. The figures small feminine head bobs a few times in the air with silent laughter before her entire body follows. She jumps up and down making puffs of dry earth raise around her, then suddenly stops when something off in the distance makes a small sound. Her ears perk up and her tail, that had just began to grow long a shinning black stands to attention. The ears shift from side to side trying to pick up a scent from the soft wind that blew through the beautiful clearing. Her bid black eyes roam over the land, scanning the outer area for the cause of the noise. Neither of her senses come up with anything threatening though and she soon finds herself walking with a slight prance in her gate further into the short emerald green grass. Slowly her head lowers to a patch of succulent grass that glistens with moisture, she takes a bight of the green morsel and smiles at her taste-buds delight. A persistent itch starts on her right front leg and she scratches it with the side of her head before continuing to graze.

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Right by your side..

My black orbs glanced across the lands, catching the sun, making them glint with silver streaks, nares were flared, harks up, pricked forward, swinging to the left, and then slowly to the right. I snorted, making my presence known, my footsteps light, airy, as if i was gliding. My now strange coloured pelt shone a ghostly white, mixed with deathly black, however, the darker parts were fading ever so slightly with age.
Eyes rested upon a filly, black, she was pretty. A sly smirk spread across my maw, i extended slender legs and broke into a jog, swinging my skull slightly to rid a few flies. I didn't slow as i neared her, instead, i arched my neck in the way only arabians could so my chin bumped against my chest, white tail kinked into the air, i circled her twice, then stopped dead, straight infront of her..Well well well, who do we have here? My vocals were deep, dark, defensive and sly, as always. I flicked my tail sharply, and waited for a reply.

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[Trill Stalker]

(Sory for the long wait, I was on vacation and could not get on a computer, but I am now back)

Toxic

My head shoots up from it's grazing at the sound of another being snorting. My heart accelerates at the sound, what was out there?. But before I can make a movement to find out the answer to the unsaid question a big stallion enters the clearing. His head is arched gracefully and his black and white muscled bod gleamed in the sun's rays. For a reason unknown to me a slight sweat broke out on my skin. This stallion was filled with grace and reminded me nothing of my bulking uncle who I would soon be forced to live with.

My dark eyes followed the stallion's every move as he made two grace filled circles around me. He finally stopped infront of me, he was a good head taller then me and I found that I had to raise my head quite a bit to look into his eyes. When our eyes did meet I felt like I was being appraised to be sold like some fine Jule and a shiver ran sown my spine.

He spoke, his voice was deep and slithered through my mind making it go blank. I tried to answer but I tripped over my own lips. Come on Toxic, what is wrong with you? I tried to give myself a little pep talk to shake off the strange feeling that I was getting from the stallion but it did not work.

I saw a dark brown object scuttle up a tall tree in my peripheral view, I turned my head and watched the squirrel climb it's way up into the big deep green leaves. I found that if I did not look at the stallion that my mind was clear and I could think, and even make coherent sentences.

We? Is there another horse around here or are you just clinically insane and have someone that you talk to in your own mind that counts as another? My eyes widened a little. O my, did I just say that? I had but I didn't know what trouble my vocals was going to get me in and I honestly didn't want to find out.

Suddenly I found my body bolting across the ground like a bullet, my hooves barely touching the ground. Apparently my instinct had been more on the fritz then my mind had cared to noticed. I was scared of the stallion, not only was he huge and muscled a dark aura seemed to surround him and send my nerves on edge. I didn't know where my legs would take me but at that second in time I didn't really care, all's I knew was that I had to get away from the threat.

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Now we're flying, we're free

I watched the filly, and sensed fear straight away, i smirked, and licked my muzzle, my black orbs staring into hers. It took her a while to answer, really, was i that scary? pffft, i think not. These petty little creatures needed to notice the guy underneath the scary mask.

I grunted, annoyed with the filly for not replying to my question, i arched my neck again and parted my jaw, white ivories flashing infront of the fillys face. Answer me fool! I spat at her, snapping my jaw shut again, and grinding my teeth together.

As if on que, she replied, and i couldn't help but laugh at her comment, You could call me clinically insane. I cackled, her sudden movements caught me by suprise,my harks shot back to my skull, hiding in my tassles, as i bolted after her, i easily caught up, about a metre and a half away, and i pounced, just like i had been taught when i was a young boy, opening my jaw, i latched onto the other, and dug my hooves deep into the ground, sliding to a stop, attmepting to drag her to the ground in attempt to stop her. Didn't mommy ever teach you its rude to run away from someone when your in the middle of a conversation? I cooed, my voice piercing and haunting, i laughed, my evil cackle that surrounded the pair of us.

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic

I felt red hot pain course through my shoulder as the stallion caught up to me and clamped his teeth onto me in order to make me stop. I tried to surge forward but the big bloke had dug his hooves into the ground, I had no hope of running from the terror. Turning my neck I attempted to bite at the stallion, I couldn't reach though and just accomplished pulling the skin of where he had clamped onto. I felt my skin brake and then blood slowly drip down both sides of my shoulders. The bastard.

Through my panic I heard his words and anger washed away my fear. Flashes of my mother flew through my mind and I cringed at them, they scared me more then the present threat did.''She most likely would have if she had been alive to.'' My voice was strong and filled with hate. I loathed any reminder of my mother because somewhere deep inside of me I knew that I had killed her. I didn't really remember that night that my mother died, Just every once and a while blurred images showed up in my dreams and created nightmares.

New rage surged through my blood, numbing my body and mind. I pulled away from the stallion, harder this time. I could not feel it but I knew it had happened, the stallions teeth were no longer clamped onto me but blood flowed freely from the wound that the both of us had created. Pure instinct made me turn backwards and slam both back hooves into the big stallions chest. Before my back legs had even touched the ground I was swung around again. My teeth bared ears back and tail up. I was no longer going to run away from the threat I was going to take it head on. Death would be nice, I then could live in blissful nothingness, I would have no memories The through filtered through my mind and I snorted boldly at the stallion, urging him on.

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

We're free before the thunder storm

Excellent reaction filly. I smirked, and livked her blood from my muzzle, it poured to the ground, a bit falling onto my coat, stained there. A small memory of my meeting with this idiotic wench.

I sensed her mood change quickly, from fear, to anger. And when she spoke, i couldn't help but let that evil cackle escape my maw, the noise was haunting, piercing. And i loved it, i stepped forward to her again to attack, raising onto my hind legs and striking out at her with my right foreleg. Returning to the ground, i spoke, my trone deep and sly, as usual. Oh dear. Well thats just typical isn't it. You poor poor girl, your mother dead, and you, left to wander on your own, like the pityful runt you are.

Her move was a good one, her hooves hit my chest, and although she was just small, a short, sharp pain eased its way into my body, as she returned to the ground, i reared up again, bringing my forelegs down hard onto her back, my yearling body crushing over the little girl. Again, i laughed, as i pushed down on her back harder with my hooves.

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic
<sup>Placidly Waiting

It's a funny thing, when you are in the face of death and can just lie there motionless and wait for the inevitable to happen. The stallion was not yet fully grown but he still had weight to him, which I knew was made out of pure muscle. I fell to the ground, on all four knee's from the black and whites bulk, his hooves digging into my skin and spine. That chuckle was still playing from his lips and slithering into my ears, it forced me to be ready for the coming because it sounded a little more then half crazed.

A little soft blue butterfly flew across my vision, reminding me of a time when I had felt loved. I had always used to love butterflies and the simplicities of there lives, they had been so beautiful in my mind. But with the way that my own life was going I resented them.

My mind was still up and up in the air with weather or not it wanted to still be, when I heard my self ask. "Are you going to kill me." The words didn't sound like me but they had escaped my mouth. The voice was low and emotionless almost detached like it was ready for the worst out come already.</sup>

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Through the fire and flames we carry on

As she fell to the floor i jumped off her back, took a few steps back and watched her. My evil stare controlling the situation here. I smirked, but now, no cackle escaped my lips, i walked towards her Now that will sure teach you not to attack me, won't it, little girl. I walked around to her front, and lowered my boa to hers, nudging her head firmly, then she spoke, and the edges of my mouth slunk into a smirk Do you want me to kill you? I asked, my voice was haunting, piercing. Death like.

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic

Strange Thing's Do Happen

<sup>The big bloke jumped off of my back allowing my breath to come in painful relief. I glared up at him, dark eye's shinning in the sun that was now starting to set. "I wouldn't have attacked you if you were not such a creep." Flashes of our earlier encounter entered my minds eye and I snorted. Looking past the stallion and towards the setting sun I answer his smirked question. "My life would be easier if you killed me," Slowly I got up, wincing at the shooting agony of my shoulder and back.

The stallion had won the battle and my pride was greatly wounded, my legs shook slightly as my full weight was put upon them. My breath came in short pants now from the exertion I was putting on my body. "You must have had a ruff life if you know how to fight like that." I coughed out. A smile spread my lips as I faced the stallion, I somewhat respected him now even if he creeped me out a little.</sup>

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[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Through the fire and flames we carry on

I watched the filly through dark slits. I saw the releif she let go when i released her. I smirked, she was nothing but a weakling. The corners of my mouth twitched upwards at her words A creep? Well, thats a first. What makes you think i'm a creep? I asked her, storming right up to her, my maw millimetres away from her right ear. Her next words made my smirk, and that evil cackle was released once again, Very well then wench, if your life would be easire if i killed you...should i grant your wish? I hissed, my teeth grinding against each other as i spoke.

But it was her last words that made me chuckle, Of course its been a rough life, don't you know how darks live? You have a few lessons to learn princess. i spat at her, snaking my neck out and nipping her wither firmly.

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic
Danger and it's Simplicity

A slight breeze had picked up, I watched as it played through the tendrils of grass. A sigh escaped my throat at the simplicity of it. No matter how difficult my life seemed to get, the world still revolved, and kept on turning. "Besides the fact that you are a spawn of the devil?" In such a quick motion that I barely depicted it the black and white stallion was up close and personal, right beside me. He spoke his nest words right into my ear. "I have a few things I need to do with my existence before my life becomes easy, and my wishes come true." I was about to shift my wait to relax the strain on my shoulder when the bloke nipped at my withers very close to my wound.

I couldn't help myself, I was already wounded and in pain, so with the stallion attacking me it was instinct. I lashed back out at the stallion, catching him on the side of his cheek. "Just because you are dark doesn't mean you have to be such a bastard." I faced the stallion, the little respect that I had had for him gone. The sun was now just a sliver over the horizon and the land around the two of us was a light pinkish red. We only had a short hour left before night came and covered the world with her dark gaze. I did not want to be stuck out in it with the stallion who intended to be more brutal then willing to shield me from the predatory dangers that lurked in the shadows.

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Our quest carries on

I snarled at this filly. My harsk flat against my skull, hidden, almost, by my tassles. I snorted at her words, and shook my skull in annoyance Spawn of the devil indeed. And what is wrong with the devil himself? I asked her, yes, asked, not snarled, hissed etc. I just asked her, snorting again, i arched my neck so my chin bumped my broad chest. This filly was quite an entertainment.

As she replied to my first question, should i grant your wish part of me was annoyed, part releived. And i wasn't quite sure why. Very well. Then today, you are lucky, i will let you live. I told her, dipping my skull to the ground, then raising it again, after a small mouthful of grass.

Ah yes, such a reaction to my attack, well, attack, could you call it that? Hardly. I sniggered at her as she flinched, and kicked at my cheek, slicing the skin, my now almost white pelt leaking crimson and staining the right hand side of my face. Though, with the heat, it soon clotted and dried on my face. Again, at her words, i cackled Oh but darling it does, i am dark, yes, you know that, and i have to live up to it. I was a bastard long before today. I hissed, that hint of sarcasm in my voice.

Glancing towards the sky, i frowned, this was the time of day i hated most, for it was almost 'girly' like, all pink skies, swirling clouds. It was sickening. I moved my gaze back to the filly who's name i still did not know, and waited for her to answer.

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic
Stop Beating, Keep Fluttering

<sup>I think that my heart actually stopped for two beats as I heard the stallions words. They had not been snarled, and they had not been in a demanding command; they had been just him and his ruff voice. "He represents the bowls of evil and is death reincarnated. That is what is wrong with the horned demon king" I reply to his asked question.

I fluttered my eye's at his next spoken words. "O why thank you big merciful stud muffin." I slightly teased. I watched pleasantly as he dipped his head and snatched the green grass from it's roots and started to chew away. It made me hungry just watching him, my stomach rumbled audibly and I knew that if I didn't eat soon I would be drooling. And that was not something I wanted to do in front of this big lug.

My tail swished from side to side, making a small air current that cooled some of the perspiration from my body. The stallion cackled, he actually cackled at me. How rude. "You live up to being a dark by attacking thing's that are smaller then you and have no chance of truly damaging you back. Well how gallant of you." I don't know why but I liked playing with the black and white, he didn't seem so threatening in my eye's even though my body was soar from his beatings. "Huh, Long before today? I would have thought that you were a natural."

Still keeping my eyes on the bulk I lowered my head and nipped at the grass. It was so sweet and pleasant to my tongue that I almost groaned, I covered it though with a cough that made me flinch because it pulled at my hoof marks. Will they scar and become permanent? I wondered. Not really liking the idea of having his brand on me for the rest of my life.

Even though the sun was setting and my instincts told me to find shelter I stayed with the stud, He intrigued me. Being a evil bastard one moment and then changing quickly to being just him. "Didn't have the chance before for introductions." Because of you brutally attacking me. "So call me Toxic." Not Runt, Little Girl, Wench or Princess.</sup>

[lynx'']

i n t r e p i d

Our quest carries on

I listened intently to her words, for indeed, i had never actually spoken properly with an equine, apart from those back at home, at hollow Woods, where i was heir, soon to be king, when father, chaos, gave his position over to me. He represents the bowls of evil and is death reincarnated. That is what is wrong with the horned demon king I chortled at her words. And you think that is a bad thing? I shook my head sharply, hmpf. Nothing at all was wrong with the devil.

I scowled, stud muffin? Nice choice of words. I smirked, and one hark flicked forward just slightly at her next words. Gallient indeed little one, for it doesn't matter who i attack, or what size they are, really now, does it? It wouldn't make a difference if you where a fully grown adult, its my destiny. I need no explanation to attack anyone. I worded her with a stern scowl.

Her last words, she told me her name, although it made no difference, i would call her what i wanted. I flicked my tail arrogently and nodded at her. What are you doing here anyway?

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[Trill Stalker]

Toxic
Skipping Pain

It was my turn to chuckle, "Isn't that what I have been hinting at this entire time?" I curled my lips into a small smile, thinking the stallion was a little dense. "But I guess the perspective of the devil is different for everyone." Like my father who had been an evil been, believing in the destruction of that which did not follow him; he had practically worshiped the shadows. And my mother who had hatted everything my father had stood for, and followed the light of the world.

My small smile turned to a full fledged grin when I saw the brute's expression turn to scowl; I knew that he was thinking about what I had called him. "Your destiny is to brutalize everyone without question?" How interesting, the most I knew about my destiny was that I needed to sleep or I would fall to the ground soon. "Well it might be good to have a reason so that I don't get my uncle to come and save me." Well I might bring him in if I knew where he was...

I lowered one ear in disappointment as the stallion totally skiped over my calling. "You know usually when one gives there name, the reply to it would be giving your own..." Dense Just a little more. I contemplated lying to the stallion and telling him that I had a big hunk coming to sweep me off my feet, but didn't think it would be a good idea; lying was not a good way to start off a...strange...friendship. "It's a long story. But as to not bore you I will give you the basics." I didn't really want to go over the memories the past so I looked up to the sky; which was now black with little shinning lights, the moon was in her full glory as well and the field we now stood in was a dusty silver. Wow time flies when your having fun. "Mother got killed, so have to find uncle but got lost on the way." Short, sweet and didn't cause a flood of memories.