S W E E T: R E V E N G E: {Jayila}

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[glow=green,2,300]Y A R R A M A N [/glow]


It was nearly spring and the weather was calm and peaceful, the birds sang and all the wood critters where coming from hibernation. Midnight Acres would soon be filled with new life, and smiling mothers. The night was quiet only the owls stirred with night fall, there calls filled the clear night sky, and bellow I traveled.

Back off I'll take you on

My pillars thundered against the thawing growth and my sides heaved. The battle ground was my destination and it was quite a distance from my home. I was pissed off tonight and I wanted the taste of blood. It was odd that my temper was at a peak tonight for it usually only rose with the threat or a storm. But tonight I was in pissed off and on a rampage. Perhaps it was because around this time a year ago I had both a queen and a daughter and now both where gone, in different ways, but gone all the same.

headstrong to take on anyone

My bay mare, what a bitch she was. Her attitude brought out the worst in me but I still cared for her. Sophie was a fine creature not only by appearance but by experience as well. My dear queen was from fine linage, and she showed it well. We where a pair all right, partially the same being, which was why we caused so much peril. Our tempers where hot and we where both extremely cocky but heck we had every right to be. Together we bore a magnificent wench. Cocaine, the spitting image of her mother and what promise she held. At only a few months old my princess had many followers I couldn’t have asked for more. But one day a few months back they were as I mentioned taken. Sophie died at the hands of Riku, Xehanort… who ever the hell he was, and he had taken my princess as a slave. It was only a matter of time before I got revenge.

I know that you are wrong, headstrong, we're headstrong

I had already passed through many barriers tonight, my dappled gray pelt gleamed with sweat as the faint light from the moon hit it, but I did not feel fatigued I was high on adrenaline. My mind was bringing forth all the memories I had… Form being a yearling and banished from my home, raising an army to kill my father, watching my friends die in that harsh winter, killing my father for all the pain he had caused, coming to Midnight acres, claiming Taunting Marshes, fighting with Sophie making her my queen, teaching Cocaine. And in all of these memories I had lost track of where I was. Slowing my pace I came to an easy walk I had arrived in the Battle Ground. An evil smirk plastered my features. I was hungry and it was blood that I sought, and blood I would receive.

Back off I'll take you on

Arching my neck I did a war dance, my bulk shadowed by the moon. I side stepped and pawed the ground bucked and reared, I was excited. It had been a long time sense I had seeked out a battle and it felt good to be a demon once again. I became still, slowing my breathing my orbs glazed over loosing there atlantic blue coloring, it was like I was becoming comatose. However, things do not appear as they seem, this was merely the calm before the storm.

headstrong to take on anyone

A shrill call came from my being; I rose on my hind legs and came back down. Thorns where pinned against my skull and my eyes where black with anger and evil. My call was one of war I had made that clear, so who was ready to meet the devil? With that question a thought came into my mind and it excited my even farther. Perhaps Riku was in the area and tonight I would receive my revenge.

I know that you are wrong, and this is not where you belong

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{ J A L I Y A

Long powerful pillars carried my bodice across the hot sand – for the first time for what seemed like forever I was out and exploring, Riku was playing around with his new girls so I had taken the opportunity to sneak off. I let out a snort of annoyance, wasn’t I enough for him? He didn’t give a damn about me anymore! The only time he seemed to need me was in fall – to produce his offspring, was it one of the new mares that had managed to catch the silver stallion’s attention? I stopped at a small lake to get a good look at myself in the quiet lake – was I really so unattractive? I stared down at the bay mare with the angry eyes for a couple of seconds, before stomping my pillars down in the lake effectively destroying the image. Suddenly a call rang out across the lands and I immediately jerked my head up, it wasn’t an ordinary call – it was the drums of battle. I bared my teeth in anger as I realized the call was for my dear Riku, even though he didn’t love me – I was still deeply in love with the grey stallion, and without hesitating I set off towards the battlegrounds determined to take his place. I called up my inner darkness as I rushed to the quiet plain of which the battlegrounds resided, it had been too long since I had summoned my dark side – young Phoenix had required my full attention the last six months and I was raising her with my neutral side.

I arrived at the scene and was greeted by the spitting image of Riku – and for a second I stopped and stared at the brute, was it my love? I felt my auds prick forward – but as my ebon eyes clashed with his twisted ones they immediately fell back to press against my skull. That was not Riku, my love would never stare at me with such hate and rage – who was this then? I gracefully danced forward closer to the hellion, yet being careful to stay out of reach from his sharp knives. “Who are you and why have you called for my dear Riku?” I called out in a soft tone – no need to be unfriendly if it was a mistake and accidently cause the stallion to jump at me with no explanation. I felt the winds rip and tear at my long tail and mane – the powers of the elements were stronger here than back home, and I felt the spirits of a thousand different equines tap at my soul, trying to make me save them. I didn’t remove my gaze from the dappled stallion though, one wrong move could be fatal and I didn’t feel like ending up like one of the lost spirits stuck here at the battlegrounds. I twisted my head slightly to the side to study the stallion, he was quite handsome – was he a more loving leader than Riku? Did he remember his mares’ existence, even when it wasn’t fall? I clenched my jaw tightly as I realized what I was thinking and mentally slapped myself for being a traitor; I couldn’t and wouldn’t leave Riku.. right? [/size]