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MACABRE

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[&] A cold breeze swept across the desert, taking with it some of the loose sand. Chills rippled across the lone buckskin vixen's back, feeling cold and warm at the same time. Every way she looked was more and more desert, just where had she taken the wrong turn? The downside of going to a new land, not knowing where anything was or how to get there. Spotting another random skull on the ground she leaped in a dancing manner and smashed it with her feathered daggers. She had lost count on how many skulls she had come across and done exactly that to, and just in this desert too. Maybe any regular mare would have realized they were in the wrong place after seeing a single horse skull, but it only heightened Macabre's curiosity and eagerness to find a new home. Consequences never came to mind. Lifting her charcoal nose into the sky, catching a pleasant scent of aqua. Following it she quickened her pace. The sun was setting behind her, creating purple rays stretching across the darkening sky. Macabre had a habit of tuning out her instinct, some could call it stupidity but it was much more towards cockiness than anything.
[&] Her throat was scorched, screaming for relief, she wasn't used to so much sand. Spotting what looked like a shallow stream she galloped toward it, stopping so sudden that it threw up clouds of sand around her. "What in bloody hell..." Rage filled her carcass, she simply couldn't believe she was seeing things. The sun was now hidden behind the dunes far behind her, darkness began to set, her shadow was no longer visible. Deciding to continue she stubbornly persisted in the same direction. Right when all was black despite the laughing moon, she stepping into an icy cold stream. Gulping it down as if it would soon disappear, satisfied she raised her wicked head, a smirk appeared on her lips as she heard growls from her right. She knew it all along that she would soon meet those who left the trail of skulls, one might even say she encouraged them on purpose by smashing the remains of their victims, but whatever it was a fight of epic proportions was soon to come. She knew not who Fear was and still she has never felt the feeling, even now. Listening carefully she could tell it was just a pair of cocky coyotes, easy.
[&] It grew silent, telling her they were close. Knowing standing still wasn't the best idea, she began to trot around in circles, kicking out in the shadows. Growing impatient and eager for the bloodshed she reared and let out a high-pitched neigh, echoing across the desert. Before her hooves landed back on the desert sand a coyote pounced out of the shadows and on to her hide, it's claws grabbed deeply. Laughing she rolled on the ground, making it wine from her weight briefly squishing him off. Her move encouraged the other to dart out and take a rip at her chest. Macabre was pissed beyond words, barely feeling the pain as adrenaline quickly came in. Kicking out she made the second coyote circle her as she quickly stamped down on the nearest one, a crunch of it's ribs made her wicked laugh audible. It began to whimper and cry to the other one, before she could end it's life it's mate leaped onto her back and bit a decent bite into her neck. Fucking asshole! Her thoughts were screaming, feeling her own blood dabble her coat mixed with foaming sweat. Turning her head to face the coyote on her back she bit him on the head as hard and as quickly as she could. It let out a whimper and ran off in fright, leaving it's mate behind. Casually and full of spite Macabre stepped on the lying coyote's head, the crush of it's skull made her smile once more.
[&] Satisfied with herself, she layed herself down in the cool spring, letting the water cleanse her wounds. Confident that no other furry minion would come back.

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[&] 684
status [&] open! (Preferably to a stud q:)
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[! CHOCOLATE BUNNY !]

VIDAR
The Messenger Of Hell

The skulls crushed under my hooves. I smiled, Thinking about the pain of the horse that this skull belonged to. I snorted and continued to walk forward. I heard a mares angry voice and I stopped. I walked forward again and she came into view. I smiled as she took on two coyotes. She stepped on the first one and the other one bit her on the back. She swung her head around and bit the other wolf on the head. He ran away, Leaving the other coyote behind to suffer. She stomped on the coyotes head and I heard the loud crunch of the skull cracking. I smiled again and I stepped out of the shadows. I looked at her with my red eyes. My seductive voice filled the air. It sounded very dark just like my mind.

"Well done, Well done indeed. I'm Vidar, The messenger of hell around these parts or just a nightmare for others. And you are?" I asked her as I smiled at her. I was ready to be as mean or as nice as I had to be. I liked this mare, She was just the mare that I was looking for. She looked really sexy and she looked dark and mean at the same time, Just like me. I was always this cocky cause I mean who has ever heard of a stallion that isn't cocky, I haven't. all the stallions I meet try to get me pissed off at them and they end up getting a hoof in their head. This mare shouldn't pissed me off too badly but if she did then there will be hell to pay.

[Saββath]

MACABRE

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[&] Macabre could feel her exhausted thoughts begin to fade to silence, struggling to keep her eyes open for this desert was no place to nap. But the water felt so good and her wounds were perfectly numb. No doubt she was pissed that she even had to deal with the idiotic kittens, making her less powerful - weak. Ah, but she wasn't finished, she will never be finished. The spirit flamed for herself, giving up was never an option. Thus, in the right mind set she slowly began to stand. Pop! Her joints were fixing themselves from too long a sitting. A rush of numbing tingles tickled up her spine, making her shiver. Macabre had been through much worse, compared to every other fight she's been in this counts for nothing. Since she was a filly, born with a twin colt she was forced to fight. Her mind was loosing it, a flashback was set in motion. Her sire had towered above them, looking down in disappointment. Apparently twins weren't allowed in his herd, his decision on who would stay and who would die was on who gained strength to stand and walk first. Macabre's brother was the first to do so, but she was stubborn and born with sin. Acting quickly she had leaped up and knocked her brother over, kicking out at him. Her attitude gained her life and she had watched with pleasure as he was executed. Macabre was indeed the dancer of death.

[&] Smiling at her own memory, she snapped back to reality with a stranger's scent in the air. The very second she lifted her crown to sniff she heard his voice. Was it too soon for another company, no she was curious and ready. Even if she had the lesser advantage if things did turn out bad. He was a very white stallion with a slight feminine crown, but he was complimenting her. An onlooker of her fight? What a coward, a bastard who hid in the shadows unwilling to kill. That, or he was simply enjoying the show. Either way. "Macabre." She answered, holding her head high as she turned to face him. "Exactly how long were you watching?" Had he seen her loose her mind, had he been following her all this time? How stupid she must be to not have noticed. "Do you know this land well?" Ah, the important question. Macabre was lost and needed to be found no matter how much she despised admitting so.

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[&] 0417
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[! CHOCOLATE BUNNY !]

VIDAR
The Messenger Of Hell

I looked at her and I smiled a sexy little smile. "That's a very nice name, Macabre. I was watching the whole time, I saw everything." I said to her sounding a bit mysterious. "Yeah, I know this land very well" I said again. I looked at her and checked her out. She looked good enough for me. "Are you a little lost? Nobody has asked me if I know this land before. If you need some guidance just ask me" I said to her. I started to walk away, Wondering if she would try to stop me from leaving. I continued to walk forward, Inching toward the shadows.

OOC;; sorry it's so short >.< I have no muse left.

[Saββath]

MACABRE

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[&] Vidar is the first stallion she's talked to since her arrival on this new land, it was nice. Nice... a word she rarely uses, quite an occasion for celebration. "It means the dance of death." Her tone had changed, ever so slightly - a hint of seduction and tease. "Yes, I am lost." Her words were slow, admitting such a thing was disgusting to her, showing a weakness. "I'm new to this land, you could say I just swam in yesterday." A wicked laugh echoed from her, escaping into the dark desert night. Asking him for guidance was the last thing she wanted to do, especially to someone she just met. "I just want to get out of this wretched desert." She began to wonder if he was alone, curiosity is a frequent visitor for the wicked witch. Macabre trotted around the brute, deciding what next. "You seem fit enough, where are your minions?" A beast such as him should have a herd of his own by now, unless he's younger than he looks.

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[&] 0175
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notes [&] OMG NO MUSE SO SORRY D:!

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[! CHOCOLATE BUNNY !]

VIDAR
the Messenger Of Hell

The meaning of her name was perfect for her. I loved her name just as much as I loved my own. Her voice was beautiful, It was seductive and mysterious at the same time. Her question got me thinking. I didn't have any minions, Not yet anyway but that could change if she would join me. It would be a challenge to try to get her to come with me and claim a land but then again, Nothing is too hard for me. I sighed and opened my mouth, The words flowed out easily. "No, Sadly I don't have a herd or minions. But that might change if you would come with me. What do you say, My dear?" I asked her. I looked at her with my red eyes and i smiled at her. I waited for her answer, Hoping she would say yes and join me. We could claim that dark land, Devil's Creek. That land seemed to fit us perfectly. I also wouldn't mind siring a foal that she would have.

[Saββath]

MACABRE

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[&] His proposal made her think, to come with a brute who has nothing but himself and her, sort of sounds too silly. But then again, that's how all powerful rulers started out. Macabre flashed him a brief and her usual cynical smile, "On one condition, you don't call me dear." Once more her wicked laugh escaped, feeling excitement for the first time in weeks. Queen Macabre. She knew fully well what she was getting into; there will be many witches after her position and responsibilities as such, but she was willing and fully capable. Besides, he looked like a fun play-toy. "Where shall we head off to now, my King?" Such a teasing tone she used.

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[&] 0175
status [&] in motion!
notes [&] Why am I so bad and posting right now :[

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[! CHOCOLATE BUNNY !]

VIDAR
The King Of The Underworld

I chuckled at her condition. "Alright. Can I call you Macy or just my queen?" I asked her. Her question had me wondering. I remembered this one dark land that I liked called Devil's Creek. I smiled at that name and I spoke the name to her. "Devil's Creek. Is that fine with you, My queen?" I asked her as I started to head off in that direction. I was ready to settle down and have a little foal with her. I didn't want to keep searching for the right mares since I just found her.

[Saββath]

MACABRE

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[&] "Yes, you can. But only if I too can call you Vidy." She teased, laughing as she trotted closer to her ivory stud. "I'm curious to see this new home." And she was, to say the least. Changing her gait to a canter she loped next to him, excited to rule and bare strong foals with him as the sire.

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[&] don't bother :(
status [&] closed!
notes [&] Muse has officially died.

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