Desert Storm [Open]

[Sohalia]

Sohalia
The moonlight calls to me!
Look At Me!

Brutes were just another worthless piece of flesh to me right now. I wasn't never able to trust anyone, not even my own son who has disappear. I was starting to believe that the disappearing of others had something to do with me. Was I really that bad? I mean Yarraman had disappear and now my one and only son. Yes I was Yarraman's flesh, the once queen of Taunting Marshes, but just over night it was taken away from me, leaving me homeless. I did what I should have done for a full year without Yarraman, patrolling the land, lurking in the darkness of the Marsh. Then all my own work was just gone. I hated life and all the damn brutes right now. Lairing, stealing horny basters they was.

The desert seem endless as the moon rays danced down upon the soft sand. But the night wasn't going to be quite, not by a long shot. The sound of thunder rumble in the distance, lighting began to dance over the dark sky, making the darkness light up with purple strikes. Then shortly after the first sound of thunder the dark clouds began to cover the moon and stars above me. After all the light was gone the rain began to pour upon my butter cream flesh and letting the thirsty desert began to drink.

As I moved my pace was graceful, but fierce. I let my dark talons slam down into the soft sand. My ice lanterns filled with rage as they scanned my surroundings. I let my sentinels flickers as they carry the sound waves of thunder down to my eardrums for me to hear the angry rumble from the heavens. I let out a smirk while my ice blue lanterns look up toward the stormy atmosphere above me. I let a evil chuckle escape as I knew that hell was taking over the heavens, the demons dancing upon the clouds as they used the thunder as there war drums.

Slender limbs begins to carry me away as if to chase the storm head on. My butter cream skin began to get wet from the falling rain making my tint a light grey. I tossed my cerebrum wildly as I lifting my hind end in the air, my hind limbs kicked out at the storm. I let a slight smirk form upon my mug while I entered into the eye wall of the storm. The lighting dancing around me, but I couldn't help myself. I lower my hind end while I came into a sliding stop, sand caked upon my under belly and front limbs as a little made it to my brawny boa. I then lifted upon my hinds, I tower over the earth in a full rear, cerebrum tossed wildly, my long tassels danced behind me as the strong squall tryed to steal them from me like a thief in the night. I then open my mug while I let a scream call out through out the land, to anyone that might hear me. I then slammed my front talons back upon the earth while my limbs carry me backward and then to a halt, cerebrum held high, ice blue lanterns still danced with rage burning inside of me. I then waited to see who or what might show.

[rayvencullen.]

SPIKE }
{ It's a paradox, a mystery, a riddle
A door in your face and only I have the key.. }

It had been a while since the palomino had shown his face around Midnight Acres but he was glad to be out and about searching for someone to mingle with, then again it was just the way he rolled. Eventually while he was walking his mind would wander towards that cremello mare he had met so long ago, so long ago that he had forgotton her name but never her face. She was beautiful, yes, in her own little way. It was the way she was, he guessed. She caught his heart before anyone else, the way her pelt had shown under the afternoon sun made him warm and tingly inside, the way those blue eyes of hers gleamed michieviously, but then that dappled bastard had taken her away from him. God damn him..

Then there was Ambrose, that weird little Ambrose. He was cute, but that was not how Spike chose to go, he wasn't gay. Ambrose had been bloodthirsty, he knew by the way his teeth had been pointed like a carnivores and it intruiged him to meet the little bastard but then again that dappled bitch came and fucked up his life once more. He knew he wanted to kill him, that for sure but first he had to settle on finding a mare to take over his land first. His ears flickered quietly atop his head as he picked up the sounds of hoofbeats. Was this his chance?

He took a few steps forward before he lurched into a trot, following the scent of a mare with his quivering nasals before a white dot came in sight. Was it her? Was it that mare he had met so long ago? Heart excelerated as he moved into a quicker pace, calling out towards the figure making sure he didn't ruin his chance to see her face and hear her voice again. Ears flickered again while he slowed to a walk, moving within ten feet of her and bowing his head.

[Sohalia]

Sohalia
The moonlight calls to me!
Look At Me!

I listen to the rain hit the soft sand of the desert. I also watched the rain hit the earth. The rain drops turning the soft tan sand into a hard mud cake terra. I was in peace, listening to the thunder rumble above me. The rain pouring down upon my butter cream flesh washing away the caked mud and dirt. But it was like I wasn't there. My mind drifted off to somewhere else as I thought to myself. What would my life be like if I went with Spike. I often wonder that a few times with Yarraman. Don't get me wrong, I was happy with Yarraman, but even if he did come back. He ruin his chance with me. I was going to move forth, looking and searching for something. Of what? I wasn't sure of.

It was then my mind clicked back into my brain. My eardrums telling me that they heard someone coming forth toward me. I open my lids showing my ice blue lanterns as they looked toward the sound. It was then I seen a palomino dapple steed standing a small distance away from me. My slender limbs brought me back a few steps while my nares took in the scent he gave out to the world. I then came to a halt as I notice the Dutch Warmblood. I was confused. I was just thinking about him a minute ago and now here he was standing infront of me. I then spoke toward him. Spike? I let my slender limbs bring my bodice forward a few steps. My ice blue lanterns studied him. Is it really you?

My mind escape my brain once again while I went back to the day that we met. It was in the Brook, he was looking at his reflection in the water. Then he turn to look at me, his scar above his eye. My mind then snapped back once more into my brain while my ice blue lanterns looked for the scar above his eye. Indeed it was the same brute that I met years ago in the Brook.

My slender limbs began to bring me closer toward him while I nodded my cerebrum toward him to show him the respect that he showed me. My cream forelocks and tassels falling over my visage and putting themselves back in place as I lifted my cerebrum back into its normal position. I let a slight smile form upon my butter cream mug while now I was in touching rang of him. I took in his scent once more while my lanterns shut, seeing the darkness. I then open them as I step forth once more. My chest touching his, my boa wrapped around his as if I was giving him a hug.

Then it hit me what I done. He might not even want to see me, not after what I done to him. I had a choice, between him and Yarraman and I choose Yarraman to go live with him in Taunting Marshes as there I became his queen. But I left Spike and now here he was. I'm sure that he held hard feelings toward me for this. I then let my limbs brings me back as I stood out of striking rang from him. I lower my cerebrum in a sorrow way toward him. My words released softly for him to hear. I'm not sorry for what I did, but I do regret it. After my words I looked up to see what his next actions would be. Did he even remember me? This was the time to tell.

[rayvencullen.]

SPIKE }
{ It's a paradox, a mystery, a riddle
A door in your face and only I have the key.. }

upon his head again, creamy tressels obscuring one if his mesmerizing green eyes as they had done so, tearing strands of hair away from the mane that hung from his slender nape. He looked up at the sky, pelt slick with the rain that had fell from it before lighting cracked the sky like a whip, it wasn't normal to have thunderstorms in the winter but it wasn't unlikely either. Is it really you Sohalia? My sweet little Sohalia..

She looked confused and this even confused him, what did she think of him now? Taller, more matured, scar-dappled. A demon. His hair had grown out a lot longer now, mane now scraped the ends of his chest and forelock reached past his nose, not to mention that mile long tail of his. He swallowed, the bile rolling down his throat to settle back in his stomach again before ears flicked forward, cupping her words like so, Spike? She took a step towards him, not once did he flinch nor move, or even blink for that matter. Is it really you?

Yellow lips twitched slightly, maw parting just a little to drink in the scents of the lands and the mare that stood in front of him. Yep, that was Sohalia. Her genuine scent stood out from the rest, but when he had taken a bit too much of it he began to feel light headed, bowing his head again and flicking his tail slightly before rising to meet her gaze.

As soon as he had done so her boa was thrown upon his, her skin like silk it made him quiver. He didn't move though, still afraid of such being Yarraman was still around and spying on his little devil, trying to position him and to give a reason for him to kill old Spike, but there was something in the air that told him Yarraman was gone. Nares flared, letting his carbon cloud upon his nose before he spoke, british tongue rolling with his words. "Indeed it is I, pet, and you have nothin' to regret." He muttered, scarred brow furrowed in concentration.

[Sohalia]

Sohalia
The moonlight calls to me!
Look At Me!


While I stood there, the freezing rain beating down upon us. I took a look at him and how much that he grown over the past years. Myself, I didn't change, just got more stocky from my Quarter Horse blood that ran through me. I notice his cream tassels and whip as they blew softly along with the squall as they danced in the night, but never leaving there masters side. My ice blue lanterns looking into his while I made eye contact with the beast that stood before me. I wonder the things that he been through and how he was living today. But I didn't what to ask just yet. That would have to wait for a little bit later.

I let my slender limbs back away slowly after my touch upon his golden flesh. I heard the words that he spoken toward me. So he did not hold me at blame for all this. Indeed it was a dark curl world, something that only lives in your nightmares. But then again with him being a stallion maybe he blamed it own Yarraman. That would be good, atleast would could gain each other and take his ass. But now it looked like Spike could take the fear Yarraman himself now.

I let my nares flares while I took in his musky stallion scent once more. But this time I wasn't scenting him. I was scenting for any mares. But oddly I couldn't pick up a mares scent upon him. I then began to speak once more toward him. So you have no herd, no lady Spike? Indeed I thought that he would have family and children by now. I had my own children since the last time we met. But lord only knew where Thowra had ran off too. I believe that he had left Midnight Acres for goods. I then waited for his words to speak toward me.

[omg twisty I'm sorry I'm just died on muse]