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Cassiopeia

We'll see.

I cast a careful glance around the place. The ice was thick over everything. The snow appeared to have not the least bit of an intention to melt. But I, Cass, was sure this place would be beautiful in spring. Spring was the word that felt like a perfect antonym to this place, yet I knew.
My orbs turned on everything around it. Then, I called out for the leader. This was dangerous. I braced myself for instant defence, for the inhabitants might be hostile.
My tail, white as the snow the covered the land, swished at the thought. Auds pricked, listening for any response.
I knew I was trespassing, but it was necessary, for if I went to Dekera any dark might snatch me. This was surely a light or neutral's place, for darks favor horrid terras.

[rayvencullen.]

BLACK CHAMPAGNE
AFTERNOON BEAUTY.

The light was beginning to disappear behind the rolling hills of the lands, casting a beautiful orange glow over the peaceful area; over the snow, the frozen stream that ran through it, off the icicles that formed on the branches of the dead trees. It had begun snowing lightly, covered his ground with an even deeper blanket; would it ever stop snowing here? He wondered to himself silent if the other lands had recieved as much snow as his, but he felt no need to go and check; he had a wounded mare to take care of. Damn Marvolo and his followers, damn his Midnight Acres heirarchy, damn it all to hell. Infuriated with himself, he screeched towards the sky, watching the birds light from the trees they had perched in. That's right little birds, fly in fear of the almight Black Champagne, spread the news, spread little lies. Spread them all!

No, he wasn't listening to the world around him, he was too transfixed on the fluttering birds to notice anything. Not his own emotions, not the little lark that landed on his back with a peaceful chirp, and not even the faint sound of his breath; he was just too pissed off to notice. Marvolo had sent this - mutt! To try and injure, maybe even kill his queen! Such ignorance! Slender, fuzz-tipped ears pulled backwards into midnight tressels, bowing his nape elegantly, smokey breath coming out in billows as he released snorts and silent calls of despair through rustic nares, why didn't they just come after him and end his suffering? Put him out of his lights; send him home to hell. To his dad, to his family to wreck havoc down there, just please take him away and end the pain that had caused him so much despair and depression in his veteran life; end it all.

Then he heard it, those precious calls from a homeless mare. But, he was too depressed to even move away from the leader hill. Her call was sweet and welcoming, and it drew him closer to go and investigating. But still he did not move, head lowered to the ground and even with his spine, a silent scowl painting his black features. But, the call echoing off the hills didn't make it better, just gave her tone a little more feminism. A sigh ran through his lips, why couldn't they come find him? Tendons snapped together to allow his body to move forward at a lazy extended walk, a distant and dreamy look clouding over his teal eyes. For what seemed an eternity he walked, scenting her out; walking, walking, walking until he spotted the pale mare. He shook his webs out of his eyes, was he dreaming such a beauty? He swallowed back his breath and stepped forward, head held high now as he approuched. Afternoon, beaut. Why are you here, home ey?

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Cassiopeia

We'll see.

I couldn't describe the feeling I had when the black stallion here spotted me. As he spoke it was evident he had some manners. Crown nodded to his query. Yes, it is a home I am looking for. I stated, and then decided the was no harm in adding, I apologize for intruding.
My blue orbs looked over him scrutinizingly. The stallion here, I decided, was one I could trust to protect the herd. The pools of blue looked him over again. The strange feeling passed over me again. Was this what they called love? Was it? I hoped it was. I carefully added, By the way, my name is Cassiopeia. Cass for short.

[rayvencullen.]

BLACK CHAMPAGNE
Is this what you call life? Your perfect insanity?

There was a total silence from both of them and the mysterious lands, the first signs of spring poking through like sunshine through the trees. The white snow had begun to melt and grass was beginning to grow, as well as leaves coming back to the bare trees. And it seemed a few other things were coming back as well, most of the bird species and the deer that used to dwell in the fall getting rich and fat with berries at the all you can eat buffet, if they weren't all you can eat; along with the new abundance of foals, the recent news of this mare Vex having twins was wonderful, not most twins lived through birth, only one did. Hopefully they'd both make it, and hopefully not get picked off by some hungry predators, but other stallion's mares didn't concern him right now, he had two new arrivals with one on the way, he must speak before he loses this one.

You aren't intruding, just wandering. I am not one of those get out kind of people, he began, his words light and feathery as he stared down at her, it was best to fill in all the high ranks before he went on with just claiming mares, and when he looked at her he asked, Are you courageous; willing to put yourself in danger for your herd?

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Cassiopeia

We'll see.

I looked at him attentively as he spoke, and was overjoyed, which was a feeling I never had known before, along with love, to hear he wouldn't kill me. I would put myself in danger for the herd's sake any time.
That was the truth, for I was naturally defensive against anything that might prove dangerous. I had wished that the black stallion would let me stay(which came true); I liked him immensely to the point I was in love. Audits pointed forward as they awaited his response.
The signs of sping were all about, the signs of a revival, of birth and of rebirth.