This dead girl...

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Chantelle

Living in desperation

I hated this walk. That desperate walk were you travel somewhere but you just don't know where. I hated it even more than the first time I was here. Kantaro had appeared and swept me off my feet, then dissapeared into the darkness and left me alone. Then I had to travel back home and beg for forgiveness. I hated that too. The small scar down my neck was only visable when the sun shone against it. I snorted as I halted next to the waterfall and ducked my head into the gushing water to gulp at the crystal as it frothed down. I pulled my head back, threw my wet mane everywhere and droplets of the aqua flying behind me.

[Trill Stalker]

Kantaro
Some Days

<sup>I don’t know what had brought me to the land of Dereka Falls, but when I had woken up this morning I had had the strongest need to come to these lands. My large frame moved over the land with ease, even though the ground was wet from a past rain storm and my hooves sunk heavily into the mud. I’d been to the great falls only once before and that had been to look for a mare. I had found one but then something had happened and she had been lost. My head slunk lowly now, the memory mad me feel like shit.

The wind shifted and I raised my head in surprise, I knew that scent. It belonged to someone of my past, someone that I had just been thinking of. With a light heart I flew over the land, my tail flowing behind me. It didn’t take long for my strides to take me to the concentrated strands of the mares scent. I wasn’t sure how she would take my presence so I continued slowly cautiously. “Chantelle?” Was that my voice wavering? Yes it was, with a deep sigh I lifted my lightly coated neck and prepared myself for the worst.</sup>

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Chantelle

Living in desperation

Head rose as known lyrics were sounded. I lifted my head high and looked around, spotting Kantaro. I stepped back. I snorted and threw my head, exposing the scar on my neck. Daddy had done it. I threw it back down and turned my head away. Hello again, Kantaro. was all I said. Pleasant comments were ridiculous at this point in time. I turned my head slightly back and snorted again. He'd deserted me and now he's back?! How dare he! All I could think about was how he'd deserted me and left me to drift back to my dad and get a beating!

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

As I trotted toward the mare, I noticed there was a suitor already next to her. Well, no matter. It would not be odd if there were several males crowding around this beauty. It occured to me that she seemed to have been through a lot. And it also seemed like she hated him. Well. That ought to make things interesting. I announced my presence. Golden striders carefully approached them. I stopped seven feet away. This, I reasoned, was a respectable distance. Not too close, and not so far.
"Greetings. I am Andrae of Verita Mountain." I spoke, and none too soft. I was not in my normal crazy mood, just in an even so-so way."What be your curse?"

Comments: None.
Status: Done.
Theme Song: horses don't listen to songs, and I don't either.

[Trill Stalker]

Kantaro

^{The flash of a long white scar cought my storm grey eyes as Chantelle threw her head into the air. Why did I have a feeling that it had a double meaning. Hello again, Kantaro Her sweet voice pained me, I had been ready for her to yell and scream at me. Not this silent defeat. I felt like I should explain something to her, but I didn't even understand our parting myself. "Chantelle, I..." What ever I was going to say got cut off as another stallion joined the calm Frey. I didn't know this new stag, but it was obvious that he was here to capture the attention of Chantelle. Something territorial ragged forth but I beat it back. I had had my chance to claim Chantelle, and some how I had screwed up. "Andrae, are you here in hopes of taking Chantelle back to your home with you?" A pained look spread my features but was gone the next moment, show no weakness. "Because if you are then squash those wishes." The words were leaving my mouth faster then my brain could comprehend but on a basic level I knew they were right. "Chantelle and I have some unfinished business that needs to be taken care of." I turned my gaze towards the mare that had called to me in my dreams, silently begging her not to reject me.}

[unknown]

Chantelle

Living in desperation

I snorted at his words to the other stallion. He wanted me back?! I threw my head down to the other stallion and smiled sweetly. I'm Chantelle, Andrae. I said, flicking my sights to look at Kantaro. You have buisness telling me why you left! I arrived to an empty land, no one to guide me or protect me and so I had to go back to my father and grovel for a home, but no. He just flipped me onto my side and attacked me! I said, almost yelling at the stallion, my temper flaring. I snorted again and huffed, turning away slightly.

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

"Andrae, are you here in hopes of taking Chantelle back to your home with you?" the stallion here queried me. When the light grey brute added, "Because if you are then squash those wishes" A satisfaction I never felt before crept up on me. Perhaps because I knew that he saw he wasn't going to win the mare over, or at the distraut expression on his form. "Brute, I am in hopes of taking her back to my home. And my wishes are not squashed...yet."
I silently reveled in the mare's fire. Chantelle was her name. Obviously this stallion did something bad, completely unacceptable; not keeping company with her. My God! What did most stallions do nowadays?
"Pleasure to meet you Chantelle."

occ: kinda yucky. no muse.

[Trill Stalker]

Kantaro
When You Wish Upon A Star.

^{I cringed inwardly as Chantelle addressed the other stallion, jealousy burned threw my blood like a living thing. But then at her next words, everything came crashing down on me and the reality of the scar seared my heart. "I don't know how to explain to you how we parted ways." I wanted to groan in frustration but I swallowed it down. The rude sound would only make things worse and that was the last thing I needed. "I want to promise you that I can offer you protection once again." My voice broke at the end of my sentence, guilt was an evil thing. "But trust flows into the matter." My storm grey eyes glittered like a slow rainy night. "And I believe you have lost yours in me." I would literally kneel on the ground and beg her forgiveness if she asked it of me. Why? I didn't know. I didn't know a lot of things; I was running on natural instinct. The part of me that controlled things was no longer in the front. My mouth and vocals moved of there own accord. "Brute, I am in hopes of taking her back to my home. And my wishes are not squashed...yet." o how I wished magic would surge threw my veins and give me the power to roll back time. Life would be so much easier, but where was the torture in that? Could this stallion take better care of Chantelle? I had already shown how undiligent and untrustworthy I was to her. But did she believe in second chances? I didn't reply to the stallion, just shifted my head so the my forelock tilted over my left eye; blocking his body from my view. I was here for Chantelle, what the stag said had no vote in my mind. "Please.'' The word was whispered so quietly that my ears barely heard it. And I honestly didn't know why they left my lips. Was it because I wanted something? Or maybe it was my heart talking.}

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Chantelle

Living in desperation

My head flicked from stallion to stallion and I backed off slightly, feeling surrounded. My head turned to Kantaro, desperation in his eyes, then to Andrae, nothing shone in his eyes. I lowered my head as Kantaro begged the words, 'please' at me. I snorted and turned back to him. Your right, my trust for you has died. I no not whether to go with you now, so you can break my heart again, or go with a stranger, who seems unable to handle such a horse as I... I said, quietly. They would probably have to strain to hear me, my auds flickered towards Kantaro for some reason, as though my heart were telling them to. I turned my head to him and looked at him, plain faced. If I go with you now, how would you treat me?

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

This conversation was for them. Maybe I should go. I considered staying for a little while more when Chantelle almost whispered to the other boy that her trust for him had died away. But she seemed to contemplate going back with him, because I heard her add, still in that low voice, If I go with you now, how would you treat me?
Hmm. Well, no matter. If she wanted to go back to him after all this, that was her choice. I could tell that Chantelle had been hurt by the brute's actions, but if she wanted to go with him, that was her choice. I said nothing, but was ready to leave at any moment.

[Trill Stalker]

Kantaro
Take Me Home

^{My brain, its mental capacity, my heart, the blood that surged threw my veins even the world stopped, Or at least for me it did. Chantelle, the mare that I was just truly realizing that I could not live without was giving me a second chance. Even after everything that I had dragged her threw, with me abandoning her and that scar that ran starkly down her neck. If I go with you now, how would you treat me? Time caught up with me and reality slammed strait threw my body jump starting my thought processes and living sequences. Should I admit to Chantelle how I had never been able to truly forget about her? That at night instead of nightmares I had actual dreams where she took the starring role. Some times I would even wake up with her name on the tip of my tongue, the first time I had ever awaken to it I had felt like a randy colt once again. I wanted to tell her everything that was flowing freely threw my mind, but I did not dare, there was another stallion in the presence and the relationship between Chantelle and I was still on the fringe. But I could make a vow that would change the way my life revolved around me. “Chantelle, this time I will not make the mistake of abandoning you, of leaving you to be abused by your own kin. I promise to place your life ahead of mine, to protect you with the very essence that runs hotly threw my veins.” The declaration I was currently making was one almost as good as love. I feared that if I bared the true feelings that were present now she would become frightened and shut her mental door once again. “Never again shale we part. Never again.” The storms of my eyes were glistening still but the darkness was clearing and the cool grayness of them reminded one of a summers morning. “Misty Plains is in need of something more then just I can give it.” There was meaning threaded threw my vocals, queen whispered threw the desolate corners of my mind. The lingering thought brought a small smile to my lips.}

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Chantelle

Living in desperation

I listened to his words, they soothed me slightly but I still felt on edge. I eyed him again and smiled. Even, with all this in mind, are you certain you wish to take me on? My father being the king of a large terra in the darkened lands, with power and allies and a very tense army, willing to strike a war soon? I asked, tensing my muscles. I turned my head to Andrae and nodded at him, wishing him to answer my question to. He may not know who I am, but he would know my father. Probably scared of him, most horses were. He was a very powerfull creature. Even if he was getting old. She eyed both stallions, willing them to answer.

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

My mind made a guess at the identity of Chantelle's father. She mentioned a large terra, the fact that he was dark, had a lot of power, big army, and allies to add on top of all that. My guess was, yes, Chaos. Yup, and he had made a perfect wreck of me. He broke my jaw, took a piece of my neck, and a bit of my muzzle as well. All in a little fight. If Chantelle was his daughter, and that chestnut warlord had disowned her, well, I was ready to undergo the same routine in order to protect her.
"And is your father Chaos? This is what he did to me, these wounds; but he didn't get away unscathed, I can tell you that. I would be absolutely willing to defend you against him."

occ: icky post, sorry. I wish I had more muse.

[Trill Stalker]

Kantaro
Am I Enough?

<sup>The happiness and joy that had surrounded me like a comforting bubble burst at her next words. I could understand why Chantelle would voice her concern’s but I hated the answer that I had for her. My life before I had come to these lands had been very complicated and do to some circumstances I didn’t blend well with others. I had no alliances, there were no warriors waiting at home for me, alls I had to offer was myself, my own flesh for protection. And that scarred me, it scarred me that it might not be enough. “Chantelle, to be completely honest with you there is only I and one other mare in my home.” I forced myself too look her in the eyes, if I did not then I knew I would look weaker then I already was. “I know that my land needs more,” The right word was lost to my mind to I just rambled on. “more of something. And that is why I was hoping you could help me.” I cringed at my choice of statement, she might think me weak for asking her of her help. But maybe in the end, with the two of us working together in order to build up Misty Plains it would make us closer. “Chantelle there is not much I can offer you besides myself.” Once again I had the doubt fresh in my mind that just me would not be enough for her. Because the me that she currently knew, left her to be beaten by her own kinsmen.

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Status: Done
Comments: Sorry there was no acknowlagement of Andre in my post but...I don't know.</sup>

[unknown]

Chantelle

Living in desperation

I snorted again, listening to both. I turned my head to Andrae and smiled warmly. I thank you for your patience, both of you. But I'm afraid I shall go with..... Kantaro. Andrae, I apologize for your travels here which must seem pointless now, but I believe my father would kill you if he had the chance and the reason. Kantaro seems to have the will power which would drive my father away. I smiled and turned to Kantaro. I looked deeper at him and snorted again, turning back to watch Andrae. I felt guilty for his wounds. Even if I hadn't inflicted them. I dipped my head in apologies and raised it slowly.