My own venomous ways.

[emmy]

Amelia is bound to find someone like her around here she was going to argue with who she was going with today, she was in an arguing mood anyway well she always is. She had been planning for this particualr day she had always looked forward to this day. She was kicked out of her father's herd and now she is founf in Dereka Falls, a pretty useless place its full of crap!.

Amelia cantered in thunderously with her ears flat on her cranium teeth baring at every equine she goes past and her tail high up just like it should be after all she was an arab. Her bay figure started to sweat under these harsh weathers, the sun was beaming down on her coat making more sweat pelts. There was hardly any clouds out none at all only the sun in the blue skye, she had to find shelter and find it quick.

Amelia looked with her two blue optics into the distance and a halt she saw a flowing breezy tree it look soothing and cooling an no one was around it so it was all good.Amelia bolted over there making sure no one would get there before her, she abruptly stopped to a halt in front of the tree, she heaved her body forward going into a walk she inspected the tree making sure no one was around it. So far no one was around it Amelia came to the front of it and stopped with her forelock in her eyes and her mame heaving forward trying to get to her face. Amelia snorted and waited.

[steph]

Y A R R A M A N

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My dappled gray pelt blended in with the shadows of the small cluster of trees. I had been in Dekera Falls for a good part of the morning, just watching the mares waiting to see if any caught my interest, there where a few that I was keeping in mind, but none that had caused me to come out from the darkness of the forest. I was disgusted to find that most of the mares where lights; it seemed as though the dark equines of the world had caught a plague. Nevertheless, I looked on; I had a feeling that if I stayed in wait something would come my way.

Atlantic blue orbs where drawn to a bay arabian mare who entered Dekera Falls meaning business. I watched the wench’s movements, her harks where imbedded in her skull and her teeth lashed out at the equines she passed. Well now, so far she was acceptable. My gaze stayed focused on her arabain frame as she came rushing to a tree nearby. Her sleek figure spun around the trunk looking for any intruders, the mare seemed to be satisfied and settled herself in its shade. Little did she know that I was a mere few feet away? Yet again I didn’t expect her to sense me I was a master of the shadows.

Stepping form my cover I stopped along side the mare, and still I did not make a sound. Perhaps it was a risky move, for others that is, to come upon an equine without warning. But I was Yarraman king of Taunting Marshes. I had no one to fear. But yet again it was disrespectful to intrude and not introduce and I was big on respect. ” Well hello wench. I am Yarraman king of Taunting Marshes. Who are you?”

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[emmy]

Amelia

She lowered her neck and nibbled at the sight of grass that laid upon these lands, it was pretty crappy tasting as she chewed how much longer could she stay here?. Amelia was pissed off she thought a stallion would have come by now but no one has it annoyed her greatly. Wasn't she attractive all those negative thoughts were wondering senselessly though her mind, she stopped nibbling on the grass as she heard hoof beats coming her way. She lifted her neck and saw it was a stallion she gasped for air and flattened her ears back at him, he had intruded on her.

Her blue optics traced his arabian figure as she searched for battle scars if there were none then he wasn't approved and if there was well then if would be well and truely approved. The more scars there were the more she liked, she could see a couple on his figure and that had pleased her. Amelia looked into his face and wondered what he had seen in his life, she saw his dapples around his eyes very interesting. They both had blue optics which seemed to suprise her but it also fluttered her, she wasn't going to show her soft side towards him so he better be prepared for a monster.

Her ebony ears pinned from a backwards position to a frontwards ashe listened to him, she didn't like being callled wench is angered her she would have prefered mare of her liking, wench made her feel washed up and old. Amelia pinned her ears back into her mane as she faced him she wondered if he had the same temper as her?.
Excuse me, i don't like being called wench i would have prefered mare at the least Yarraman. And my name is Amelia is that ok?, so what is Taunting Marshes like? now speak truely.

She was going to lash out at him but thought he could do much worst maybe when she got to know him better she would lash out but not right now. The time wasn't perfect for that yet, she backed up didn't he know how to give space?. Amelia snorted and watched him move nothing out of the ordinary of him.