Heres the evil [Trill]

[Sohalia]

Charun

I let my copper lanterns looks through my tangle forelocks that feel infront of them while I seen nothing but sand, large sand dooms and some desert timbers that grew in the land. I then looked upward towards the dark atmosphere above me. I let out a slight snort while I looked at the millions of stars and the large full moon as its rays danced down towards the earth, lighting up the darkness. I moved forward at a slow walk, sentinels flickers while I caught sounds of wolves in the distance. I was certain they was eating a fresh carcass of something didn't have enough strength to make it across the desert. I let out a slight chuckle while I spoke in a harsh tone. Damn the weak fools. I then let my long tangle midnight whip beat my sides while I lifted upon my hinds in a half rear, my front limbs reaches out as they sliced through the air. I tossed my cerebrum wildly while I let a scream ring out through the land for all to hear, for all the brave demons to come to me. I then landed back upon the sandy earth while I danced side ways, waiting for someone to come to play with me in the darkness.

I held the blood lines of a mustang, which I was proud of the untamable breed and that was what I was, untamable. I felt like no one would be able to tame my wild spirit and I wanted a brute that couldn't be tame and together we would always be wild, free and feared. But did these evil fairy tales come true? But there I was waiting to see with the moonlight casting down upon my dark Grey frame while making me a dark sliver tint under the moon beams. Waiting for for a true demon to come to my call.

[Trill Stalker]

Gambler
A Sure Way Of Getting Nothing From Something

The night was my favored part of life, most feared the darkness but I reveled in it. The shadows gave me a sort of comfort because I could blend easily in with it. My pelt was black but there were also dark brown hairs running all along my body, so that when the moon was in her fullest I had more colors to blend in with the background. If I was totally black then I would stand out as starkly against the foliage as if I were white. Something sounded off in the distance and I flicked my ears to capture the sound better. After a few moment I surmised that something had ether given up to death naturally and scavengers had found it or the predators were becoming stronger and were able to take down living prey by themselves. I wasn't worried though, my past had hardened me for anything that this day and age could throw at me. Being beaten by your own parents will do that to you. Damn the week fools the vocals were deep but feminine at the same time almost smoky. Apparently a femme had decided to take on the desert in the midst of summer. Even though the night was cooling the lingering heat of the day still hung over the vast expanse. The mare was ether crazy or...crazy; the mare was definitely slightly out of her mind.

That same mare who was not all quite right in the brain let out a call that almost managed to chill my bones with the violence that it held. The mare wanted some entertainment and who was I to deny her? I placed on a devilish grin that never failed to unnerve my father when he was beating me and I would not cry out, just give him that same look. I knew my eyes -which were black- melded in with the scape around me giving my face an almost hollow look. I highly doubted that this mare, who ever she was, would care though. When the time came for those hollows to finally rest upon what had made that screaming call they darkened -if that was even possible- because not only did the mare sound crazed she had a dark aura about her that called to something deep inside of me. With a chuckle I continued forth, this mare would be my entertainment for the night. "Bitch what you screaming for?" I used vulgarity, more because it felt good then because it was really needed. "Don't you fucking hear those wolves?" I didn't bother to stop my draft form till it stood towering domineeringly over the mare's smaller being. "They may be eating the bloody carcass of someone ells but don't think for a damned moment that they wouldn't leave that kill for you." My breath was hot, hotter then the air surrounding us and it blew down at the mares face. "Wolves like the chase, they like stealing the fucking lives of every soul they can sink there teeth into."

Word Count; 508 Longest post I have done in a while and I liked making it. You were easy to play off of.

[Sohalia]

Charun

I let my sentinels flickers while I heard the wolves still growling in the distance as they feast upon the flesh carcass. But I caught another sound and this one was much closer. It was the sound of another talons hitting the earth softly. I lifted my dark Grey cerebrum in the air while I let my copper lanterns looks towards it. I then seen where the noise was coming from, it was a black steed as he had a shimmer of brown in his tint. The brute stood much taller that my mustang carcass. But little did I care, I knew size wasn't everything in this dark world. It was then as he came closer towards me, his words began to speak towards me. "Bitch what you screaming for?" I listen to his words while I let a chuckle escape from my chest. I then began to speak towards him. My tone was firm towards the large steed. For someone brave enough to step forward and it looks like you are the winner. I then step forward while I held a smirk towards him while I let my voice began to speak once more. But this time, my voice was held in a sassy tone. Don't call me a bitch, because we just might find out who's the bitch.

I then backed away from the large steed slowly as I came to a halt while I let my copper lanterns looks into the stallions black lanterns. It was then I notice another set of words flowing for his mouth while he came closer towards me as he tower over me like I was his own toy. I didn't move. I stood my ground, looking up at him with my copper lanterns, waiting for him to get done speaking towards me. I then could feel his hot breath as he blew it into my face, his musky scent covering my own scent as it he was already claiming me as his. I then began to speak towards him once more, letting my nares flares while I took in his over powering scent. Yes brute, I'm not death. I can hear the wolves. But I don't fear them. They shall remind here or Ill be the one to make there life's a living hell. I still stood my ground while our flesh almost touched together. I then let my lanterns over look him for a few seconds and then back to his lanterns while I looked the beast in his eyes. I then began to speak towards him once more, my voice much lower this time. So brute. Do you have a name or do I get to choose what to call you? I'm Charun.

[Trill Stalker]

Gambler
The Sure Way Of Getting Nothing From Something

When the mare spoke it was strong, unfearing and I was slightly impressed. My voice a lone had been known to make lesser beings quiver in their skin. "It doesn't look like I am winning much." My blackened eyes were shinning with hidden mirth, yes I was degrading this mare. I felt no guilt for it, in fact I felt more pleasure from slandering her then anything ells. Don't call me a bitch, because we just might find out who's the bitch. The mares comment made me curl my lips in amusement. "And what is that supposed to mean? Are you going to make me your bitch?" At even the thought of bowing down to the sparkling grey mare who resembled the moon I let go a bellow of a heart laugh. "I'd love to see you try and dominate me little whore." That amusement was still in my throat and it showed threw with my spoken lyrics. I was done being the submissive in my life, I'd had enough of it back home. This time my life was mine and no one, not even this femme could take that away from me.

My eyes narrowed as they took in the sight of the mare opening her speckled nasal passage and take a deep breath in. For some odd reason it pleased me that the mare would want to fill her scenes with my reek. Maybe this wild mare had more heart in her then I had originally given her credit for. I mentally shook my head, it didn't matter that the mare was strong she was still a crazy bitch who in my opinion needed someone to be that lost peace of her mind for her so that she could still be a part of this world. But I don't fear them. I raised one of my dark eyebrows in inquiry. If she didn't fear a predator then what did she fear? I vocalized my thought question. "Predators don't fear you hm? Then do tell, what makes you shiver?" My vocals were laced with my heritage which was a mixture of Irish and British descendants. I'll be the one to make their lives a living hell. I had to laugh at that, throtaly too. She may not fear them but I highly doubted she would be able to take on a whole pack of wolves. "Stupid bitch how long have you been out in the world by yourself for?" I'd only been away from my home band for a few month but then again while in my birth band I'd been considered fair game for anyone or anything that wanted to take a go at me. "Your head barely comes up to my chest and yet you think you can dish out punishment to the fucking slaughter brigade?" This mare was definitely offering me entertainment for this night.

The mare started defiantly back up at me, her eyes filled with ether courage or stupidity. I couldn't decide on whether I wanted to bite her or crumple her close to me. I blinked in surprise had my last thought really been of protection? Yes my dear it had Well damn. I gnashed my teeth together and fought both urges. Thankfully the mare spoke again and this time her name popped out of her mouth. I still wanted to call her by the endearments I had for her Bitch, Whore, Stupid Bitch. and what not but at least she also asked mine. "Yes both my parents named me the minute I was born." I answered. The wind had picked up slightly, it was a warm breeze that tugged at my pitch mane and tail and also dragged the scent of the mare into my nostrils. A feeling, almost like desire roared up it's ugly head within me. So the little Charun had the ability to make me feel something other then anger, deceit and cruelty. It was a small miracle that had me looking down at her with new light. "Gambler." I rumbled out. "The rogue." I added that last part so that the mare would stop herself from having any romantic notations towards me. The last thing I needed was for a mare to be lusting after my body.

Word Count; 708 Woot I got lots of muse for this stallion and your mare.

[Sohalia]

Charun

I let my dark grey sentinels flickers while I notice that this brute wasn't going to back off. He seemed like he wanted me to back away from him. But I had news, this mare wasn't going to be backing down from him or no one else, he was the one that walked up on me and he is the one that is going to be backing away or we both are going to be spending alot of time in this place. His scent that I breathed in every time. I wasn't sure what it was, but it was something that made me want him, to please him with my actions. But at the same time I wanted to push him away and attack the brute and make blood leak out of his midnight bodice. I was for once confused on what I wanted. What was I to do? I wasn't sure, but I knew for now I was going to go along with the flow.

I heard the words that he had spoken towards me in his harsh tones. The first set of words that he spoken I wasn't going to give a remark too. But then I heard his second set of words toward me. Are you going to make me your bitch? I couldn't help it, I let a smirk form upon my midnight mug while I took a step toward letting my chest touch him softly as I extend my boa upward letting it move upon his inky flesh like a snake. I then began to speak towards him in a soft tone. No! Just stating that I would make you look like a weak bitch. I then let a soft snort towards him while I step back to where I was before. I then heard his heartless laugh as his next words thats follow. I'd love to see you try and dominate me little whore. I then let out a slight chuckle while I began to speak once more. I would never want to dominate over you. But what makes me a whore? Please tell me! Is it because I have no children to call me own? Indeed I spoke the truth, I would love to see this brute explain to me how I was a whore, a worthless slut, because I was much more than that baby.

After a few seconds of silent between us I had a chill run down my spine. It wasn't cause my me being cold in the dark desert night. It was caused from him warming me in the cold desert night with his body heat and it gather around me like a warm blanket. It made me want to push all my weight upon him and hug him like a child would do a teddy bear. But I quickly snap back into the world while I heard him speak once more. So this brute wanted to know what could get under my skin. I then began to speak towards him at a normal tone. What makes you think this whore would give out her weakness to you? I then let my sentinels lower upon my upper boa while my eardrums heard him laugh once again towards me. I then began to speak with more harsh tones towards him. Long enough to know what I can handle and what I cant! It was then his next words hit me. I let out a flirt giggle towards him. I knew I stood at this brutes chest and I looked like a small pony standing besides his large carcass. I then step forward once more towards him while I stood at his side. I then let my salty tongue roll out of my mouth while I licked at his tender under stomach. I then stop while I cut a tight circle around the large brute as I let my dark grey flesh rub upon his midnight flesh softly. I worked my way around him and the took my place where I stood my ground before. I then began to speak softly toward him. I'm just the right size with a wrong move I could rip your organs out of your stomach. I'm smaller and quicker. But I will admit, you are larger and more powerful. But thats something else, I'm not afraid of you either. I then thought about my words that I spoke, I just said we made a great term, but in other words. I started to speak again towards the brute while I held a slight smirk. Well its Gambler now. Please tell me Gambler what brings you out in the desert tonight? I then let my sentinels flickers while I waited for his harsh tone to speak to me.

[wow I had a muse burst for you of 791 words.]

[Trill Stalker]

Gambler
A Sure Way Of Getting Nothing From Something.

There was a flash of a smirk on Charuns lips a second before my heart stopped. The mare was actually touching me! How long had it been since someone had actually willingly voted to press there skin to mine? Sure I had been touched by my own mother but it had been in spite not...not kindness. Charuns chest was flush against mine, and underneath all her warmed flesh I could feel an insistent patter. When my heart could work once again it was to take on the same beat as hers. I blinked in surprise as I bended my head down to look at where our skin conjoined. Charuns next move had me wanting to flee the entire scene, she reached out her silken neck and rubbed it slowly against mine. The pulse in my neck started to escalate making the blood from my head run down to the junkter between my legs. ... ... wow I hadn't felt this ruddy since my really young years. Though I hadn't really gotten a chance to explore this feeling because my father would never had allowed me to breed openly with a mare. I had restrained myself for if I had covered a filly then not only would I be beaten but that girl also would have been maimed and perhaps even banished. See I wasn't all that great of a Bastard.

When the mare spoke it was soft and not filled with any of the heat it had held when I had first answered her call. There was no response that I could give to that, nothing came to mind. A small slow breath released itself from my lips as Charun let out a snort and backed away. Now that our bodies were no longer touching the blood flowed more freely threw my veins and I could look down at her with a clear head. Though when the wind blew in the right direction little shots of desire sparked my nerves alive. At the mares next response to my words I had to backpedal and think as to what I had first said. "What are you talking about you little pest? A whore does not mean you have no children it means you fuck around!" Did she not get out enough to know vulgar vocabulary? I shook my large head, sending a few stray strains of hair this way and that. Idiot I didn't say that word allowed but I did let it what I was thinking shine threw my black eyes.

Charun shivered almost imperceptible, I could see her do it though because I had been watching her with an almost predatory look. She called to something inside of me and it roared back with hunger. This new emotion was not something that I had been trained to hide so I knew that she could feel it like the heat that rolled off of me in waves. What makes you think this whore would give out her weakness to you? To that blas statement I wanted to tell her to just shut up but instead I found myself saying. "Maybe I want to know so that I can protect you from the nightmares." My eyebrows drew together in almost puzzlement. Why had I said that? I wasn't feeling protective of this mare was I? Was I? Charun spoke harshly breaking me out of my surprised thoughts. I had done something to offend her, I could tell by the tone and stance of her body. I regretted making her mad instantly. Fuck! What was wrong with me? Why didn't I just kill my sorry excuse for a dark ass right now? "Fuck You!" For some odd reason the words bellowed from me, I took a threatening step forward and then checked myself. Was I really going to punish Charun for the way she made me feel? The sad thing was I really wanted to make her cry out and beg for forgiveness. Disgusted with myself I turned my body to the west and stared out at the desert unseeingly. If I was to make the mare bleed then I would be no better then my father; or even my mother. And the last thing I wanted to do was be on the same level as them. I was better then ether of em'.

A giggle made me turn back around and stair hotly at Charun. Had she seriously just giggled at me? A giggle, not something I had heard in a very long time. The foals in my band had been taught to keep their laughter and happiness to them when they were still on their mothers womb. I practically jumped out of my own skin when in a flash Charun was beside me and sticking out her tongue to lick me. Mouths were used for three things talking eating and biting. They were not used to... to lick someone, that was considered a show of kindness. "What are you doing?" Had my voice really sounded that unsteady? The quivering of my body was not something that I was used to and it made me worried. Charun decided to torture me more by circling around my muscled frame and touching my every inch with her own. Her words which still had the tone of innocence had me looking at the mare in surprise. The bitch had had me under some sort of spell and what she spoke was true. While I had been unable to move, just feel she could have slaughtered me right there and then. I would have done nothing to stop her. She probably could have made me enjoy the death. Maybe the craziness of the mare was a way to keep herself alive in the world. The laugh when it left my lips was loud and actually filled with emotion, Charun was full of surprises. "You have definitely showed me that no matter how little one may be they can still have the Devil riding them." My mood was better now, more at ease. And then Charun had to go and question me. I considered how much to tell her, I didn't really know this mare but I liked her. I didn't trust her yet but yes I actually liked her. So with a strait face and no emotion at all I spoke. "I left my birth band a few months back and have been simply wandering ever since." My words rolled off my tongue easily, I didn't allow myself to ponder the past. When I did I always seemed to turn fowl. "You were just in the right place and at the right time to catch my attention." She probably regret having made that call now, which I wouldn't doubt her for. "I think I am looking for something to call my own though." I grumbled out, why I added the last part I wasn't too sure.

Word Count; 1151 When I was writing this I was worried that I wouldn't have enough words lol. I like posting with you.

[Sohalia]

Charun

The more I was around Gambler the more I was wanting him, wanting him for my own. Was I starting to lust for him? I knew in a short time this stallion could have me hooked to him like a fish would bite a baited hook. But the only bad thing was, I wasn't sure if I would want to get on the hook to go free or would I like to stay at his side and become his. I knew sooner or later this little meeting would have to end. But after it, would I stand here alone or stand at his side? I wasn't sure what I hated the most, not knowing the unknowing or not knowing what I wanted.

I didn't notice where I was sending his blood, but I didn't began to notice his body starting to get chilled. But it was only shortly later after I heard the words that he spoken to me. I wasn't going to give my comment to him, but the look in his black glowing lanterns made me do it. I let a slight smirk while I shook my cerebrum slightly. I then began to speak toward him, I have no children, because I don't fuck around, fool. I never had one brave enough to mount me and that makes be pure, so tell me again. Am I still a little whore? It was true and I wasn't trying to tense him like most bitches would do. I never let the weight of a stallion rest upon my back. But would he be the one I let? I knew that summer was almost over and the breeding season was coming up. I let out a slight snort toward myself to scare the thoughts out of my on brain. But it was then I could feel his vibes change toward me. I looked upward into the beast eyes, but it was only then I heard his next set of words toward me. So did he speak the truth. Did he really want to protect me? I took a small step forward toward him, my boa held at a tight arch while I began to speak toward him once again in a soft tone. Is this true? You want to protect me from the boogey man? I'm sorry if its true. I don't think you could protect me from my weakness. I then looked down toward the earth while I looked at the tan sand and the detail that it held. My weakness was love. If I fell in love with him, he would be my one weakness and how could he protect me from himself if he held the key to my heart?

I was still looking at tiny tan sand bits while I heard Gambler's harsh words toward me, Fuck You! The his large carcass began step toward me in a threating way. I let my dark Grey carcass tense while I let my yellow stain fangs come out of hiding as if I was giving him one warning, and one warning only. I then let my words mock his tones while I spoke toward him. Fuck You! But after my words it was like I could see him transform before my eyes while he turned away from me. I then extended my mug while I touched his hind quarter to see was this dark beast was okay. But his mood swing was shortly live while he turned back around, like a little boy in a candy shop. Was I really his candy?

While I felt my pink tongue roll across his flesh I could feel his flesh quiver. I then knew that he wasn't use to this kind of actions from a mare, another thing that made me think that was his voice as it wasn't strong as before. I let a slight smirk form upon my mug as he began to speak the next words toward me. I let my cerebrum nod toward him as I spoke. Indeed, its what you do with the size that counts. Then after my words he begin to answer mind as he told me about how he just left his home. But then his next words toward me made a slight chuckle arose from my chest. I then began to speak toward him. Well I'm glad that I have caught your attention. You have caught mine too. It was then he began to speak about the land that he was trying to find. Was this brute hinting something to me? I cocked my cerebrum slightly while I began to speak once more. What wicked place to you have in mind?

I let my copper lanterns leave the brute while I looked upward toward the dark atmosphere above while I still breathed in his scent once more while I also took in the vibes that he gave toward me. He was making me confused. I let out a slight snort toward myself while I then let my copper lanterns move back upon him while I looked at the little details upon his carcass, his tangle mane, his visage. I then began to speak toward him after a few seconds later. Love is my weakness. My one and only. How could you protect from that? I once more looking the beast in his lanterns, but this time my glare was more softer as I open alittle bit more to him.

[Trill Stalker]

(Would it be ok if I had Gambler reply to this post in DC so that he can get the terra?)

[Sohalia]

yeah trill its np