Wanna Play

[Sohalia]

Droja's painted carcass moves across the land. My sentinels lower into there graves, my inky lanterns narrow with darkness. I let the small twigs break under my weight while they made a loud snapping sound. I didn't care who heard me. Why be silent when someone might wanna play with her evil soul.

I looked like what I was. A dark. I had blood of after soul spatter on my painted pelt. The damn fool, had made a foolish move. One wrong step around me and you would just be like him. I often wonder was there anyone out there for me as I have gave up hope. I wanted someone who wasn't scared to tango nor they shouldn't be scared of a mare like me either.

I let out a chuckle as I made my way. Indeed I wanted to play. But none dare face me. I open my painted mug as I yelled out to the world around me. Come out and play fools. This is a game that you would enjoy. I came to a halt as I waited for a soul to appear before me.

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

Days had passed. The mourning i gave for Einjeru was becoming less and less. Taken by love at such a young age was bad enough, but having it ripped away from you by death was almost unbareable. I knew she would always love me, but although my feelings for my precious princess would never fade, i never wanted to experience love again, not now i had gone through all of this. Not now i had returned back home, to Hollow Woods. The place made me feel alive, made me who i was, the dark, daring and cunning stallion, the one that made my mother and father proud.
I owed him alot, my father. after i had ran off with the enemies daughter, and then set a trap so she would become a slave at Hollow Woods, just so i could see her; then, just before she died, she gave birth to my first daughter, who was currently residing in Black Lake, with Riku, the enemy, as there was no other mare, apart from Jaliya to nurse her until she was old enough.

The only thing that related me and my father, apart from our blood, was our attitude and personality. Both dark as dark could be, both evil, with twisted minds. He was of a deep red colour, the same as my mother, however, i pocessed a coat of sabino, grey patches covered my ghostly white pelt, although now, most patches had faded, so only my mane, tail and lower legs pocessed the darker shade. My eyes though, i had my fathers pure black eyes, a rather rare distinguishing mark.

The day was coming to an end. The moon was rasing itself high into the sky, sending my black pools glinting silver as the light reached them. My coat of grey slithered through the lands, in a snake-like fashion, my neck extended, low, ready to attack anything that dared come near me, however, as this was the north of the lands, i douted anything other than a wolf would be dangerous. The dark creatured tended to stay south, in the darker, harsher lands. My steps where light, and kept at a four beat pace as i twisted my slender, yet muscular bodice around the tightly packed trees. My pure blood, that of an Arabian, shining through as i arched my neck so much that it bumped my broad chest. I let loose a low yet sharp snort, alerting any that might of sensed my approch; and on hearing a shrill call, a sly smirk spread across my maw, i licked at my muzzle, that was stained with blood, from a fight a few days ago with a herd member. "Not all are fools, wench." I spoke in low distant tones as i appeared from the trees and faced the duo coloured one. "And do explain this game you are so willing to play" i added, hissing at her, nec extended once again, i snapped ivories together, a few inches from her muzzle, before arching my muscular neck again, before lifting forelegs off the ground a few inches and swivelling around her, my ghostly bodice coming close to hers as my stalk circle continued.
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[Sohalia]

Love was indeed a funny thing. Most like myself didn't believe in love. Some found it and then lost it and swear not to love again. Others just haven't found the right one. But one thing I did know about love. It will drive anyone crazy. It will have the darkness demon out picking flowers for his love. He would follow her around like a love sick puppy. This is me was sick, the whole love thing. I didn't see the point. I wasn't searching for love. I was searching for a great leader. Someone who I could trust to lead me in battle and they shall trust me to fight along at there side. Love was for fools. But then again, I never found love. I might be a prove myself as fool one day for falling in love. But if that happens lets hope its not into my young years, I hope its when I'm wise, cause right now, I'm young, free, wild and want to challenge anything before me. But one day I knew I would find the wrong one and they would put the ass kicking on me. But that day hasnt came today.

I let my lanterns wonder off toward the moon. The darkness was coming as the sky began to turn black while the bright colors of the sunset faded into the distance. The stars danced as they seem to blink and some changed color. But a rumble of thunder was letting itself known as it rolled across the land. I turned my cerebrum to the west, then I seen the dark storm clouds rolling in. The colors changed to purple tint as the lighting began to dance from the clouds.

I lifted my sentinels, my eardrums thought they heard someone released a snort. Indeed it was a brute. I let my lanterns search, but he hasn't showed himself. He seem like a ghost while he stepped out to show himself. I watched his movements while he closed the ground between us. I let a smirk form upon my painted mug as he spoke. So all wasn't fools eh or so he thought.

I watched how he snapped his yellow stain fangs just inches away from my flesh. Didn't his mother teach him any manners? I guess not. I stood my ground as he began to circle me like a angry wolf really to pounce upon his prey. I felt his body warmth upon my flesh as we was almost touching.

I let out as slight chuckle toward the brute. Little did he know, this mare will fight back. I tossed my skull toward the night sky as I rose upon my hinds. My front limbs sliced the air like butter while I let my own yellow stain fangs snap at him nearly hitting his withers. I landed back upon the earth, while I join him in his stalking game. There we was walking circles around each other like a bunch of high school kids really to fight.

I let my words lurk out toward him for his eardrums to hear. Eh brute, prove be wrong about all not being fools. The game is called the tango. Thats if you think you could handle me. My I ask for your title. I let my words out while I gave my own hiss toward him. This brute was indeed what he looked like dark. But lets see whats his made of eh?

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

As i circled her, i smirked, the sly grin plastering onto my skull as she reared up and snapped ivories close to my withers. In a fast action, i snaked my neck to her mane, hoping to clamp on, i tugged back firmly, then let my grip loosen and i sidestepepd from her, my dark eyes staring at her, still, glintin with stripes of silver as the moon rays touched them. Then she mocked my action, and we were circling eachother, like two male lions fighting for a carcass, it excited me and my eyes where wide, namres flared, muscles itching to be used under my ghostly pelt. "Come then pretty girl; Lets Tango" I snarled, neck low again as i continued to circle her two toned bodice, eyes remaining locked onto hers, a soft yet twisted cackle escaped my blood stained maw as she , also continued in the circle. This whole action made me feel alive, i was fineally becoming myself again. The colt my mother had wanted me to be. The colt my father had trained so hard to live up to my title. Einjeru had knocked me down, not that i blamed her, but now i was at full power again, Charged up and ready.


My harks flicked towards her slightly when she asked my title, why not? I didn't care who knew me, i cared for those who were lucky enough not to know me, they were safe, away from danger, wrapped up in their own little fantasy. The curse is Intrepid. I hissed in a low tone, coming to a halt near her front, Fair is fair pretty girl, spill yours. or let it be your blood that is spilled tonight. I smirked at my own words, grinding teeth together in a warning, my harks tipped back slightly, my black pools remained wide with excitement, and nostrils flared, taking in her scent.

{ Not my longest with him, but definatly my favourite. Droja is brillient to RP with, she brings out his real personality.
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[Sohalia]

The night wasn't growing any younger, therefore the demons had starting to come out lurking for food. The wolves stalked in the dark brush as they watched the two horses with red blinking lanterns, hoping and praying they might get a meal tonight. The owls flew down toward the earth as they hunted the small mice that tryed to take cover in the tall grass. But there last screams was carried off into the night sky by the owl. Little did these demons know that it was the horses that had the upper hand tonight.

I let my lanterns glare back into his heartless inky eyes. This was going to be fun. My sentinels lends forth while I caught the words that he spoke toward me. So he wanted to tango with a real bitch, did he now. His wish shall be my command. Then my eardrums catches the other words that followed. So he did have a name, did he now? Intrepid was a good name for someone who wanted to dance with death eh. Indeed it was only fair for me to give me out toward him. But I couldn't help myself. This brute gave me a warning as he grinded his fangs at me.

I let a smirk form upon my painted mug while I began to stop the circle. I let my limbs brings me closer to the brute, while I kept moving around him in a close circle. My painted fleshed rub upon his sliver flesh as I worked my way around him and then coming to a halt at his right side, still touching him. There we was now, staying side by side, wither to wither, nose to nose.

I extended my neck while my mug went toward his sentinels while I softly whisper in them for his eardrums to hear. So you wanna tango with me do you now Intrepid. Indeed it would be fair for me to give you my title. But the sound of blood sounds better to me. There was nothing fair about this dark curl world. But that was something they both knew about.

With my words spoken toward him. I let out a slight chuckle. I lifted myself into the sky once more. But this time it was for something else. The brute wanted to tango. I came down softly upon his spine as I lashed out with my yellow fangs at his sentinels. This action from me was just playful rough housing. After I was done I quickly let my painted limbs brings me about 3 feet away so where I could see what he had to do about this problem.
[Im sorry for the power playing, its just playful actions.]

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

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As she tighened her circles, my muscles begged, twitching under my skin for action, more action, as did my soul. Excitement was still visable in my deep dark pools, but it held a firm look, as she halted, us being side by side, i felt i could live with her, of course, it wasn't my choice who came in an out of the lands, for they weren't mine yet, they were my fathers. How much fun would we have, tormenting eachother, ripping creatures limb from limb.

As she streatched up to reach my harks, they flickered, her harmonic voice travelling down them, a gave a low laugh, and as she reared and softly placed onto my spine, which by now, way strong, therefore, could hold her weight. As she reached to snap at my harks, i smartly dipped my skull to the ground, lifting my back end up quickly and spinnig it around so she was unbalanced. I spun to turn her, neck extended and close to the ground. As her haunting words reched my vocals, i tossed my skull. Black eyes glinting in the moonlight, showing sheer excitement. "Let there be blood, pretty girl" I snarled, it was followed by a low cackle as i lunged towards her, ivories clacking and fangs extending into her tender skin. I retreated, harks pricked up. Showing this was a somewhat 'friendly' fight rather than a battle.
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[Sohalia]

This was funny. The reason being is I don't even know Intrepid. But the thing was if anyone dared to join are game, I would make sure that there worthless bodices bleed out upon the earths black soil. Indeed no one else was welcome to join this game of ares. I wasn't willing to share. I was to blood thirsty for that.


I watched how he lunged forth toward me. He indeed was fast and smart. I was somewhat impressed by him, how he didn't even think he just jumped in, not knowing whats instore for him nor his faith. It seemed like we had atleast one thing in common, dont think just do.

I felt the red poison began to lurk from my flesh. His fangs has ripped a small piece of my flesh away from my chest. I liked the feeling of the pain that it sent to my brain cells. I let out a slight chuckle as I spoke toward the brute. Its that all you got baby? Indeed I knew this was just a playful deed. But I still couldn't help my smart mouth toward him. It add on to the fun.

It was about time for me to tell the brute my title wasn't it? I lowered my cerebrum toward the earth while I spoke toward him in a low voice. Droja. I wasn't sure if he heard my title. But if he didn't, that was his on fault. I let a slight smirk form upon my mug, then I took my actions toward him.

I moved toward the brute quickly, I lifted myself into the air before him once more. But this time I tryed to wrap my slender limbs around his strong neck. I tryed to put my weight into it as I hope that he would lose his balance and fall upon the earth. I didn't even bother getting out of his reach as I was there now. I let a low rumble from deep inside my chest toward him, it seem like I was growling at him. I felt like a yearling again while we rough house under the moon beams that lite up the darkness around us.

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

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My attack was a success; crimson now dripped from my muzzle, staining the white part a dirty red. A firm smirk was visable there, for this playful deed was good. It had been a while since i had met a new euine, and now i had and she was a female version of myself. It was like battling me; it wasn't possible. We were too alike. I knew her moves, and she knew mine.

As her harmonic vocals reached my sensitive auds, i flashed her a grin, giving her a clear sign that no, it wasn't all i had, but i wasn't going to give her all, this was a 'friendly' battle, it would be a waste to show all of my power here. My black pools locked onto hers for a moment, that sly grin still visable on my face. She was just perfect! Now we had 'fought' a little, i could imagine us together, ruling the world, i would carry on in my fathers footsteps, but for now, things would have to wait. i didn't have the power to say who came into my fathers lands.

Her cranium was low to the ground, and i too, held mine close to the floor, ivories flashing in her direction, in an almost teasing sort of way. Droja She mumbled. Did she not want me to know? Why not? I gave a brief nod, to say i had heard, then raised my skull high into the air, arching my muscluar neck as she reared her hooves flashing near my skull, but landed harshly down on my neck. a low grunt escaped my maw and i whipped my skull around to bite at her neck, but this didn't shift her, i dropped my skull and neck and shot backwards, laughing. It was good to have an equal match to fight with. Droja, you are much like myself I hissed at her, licking her blood from my maw and snaking my neck towards her, clacking ivories just centimetres from her throat. So do tell me; pretty girl. Why are you here, in a land where mares vome to be taken by stallions to a home where they will serve as a broodmare. Is that really your destiny.. I snarled, in an also haunting voice. Licking again at my maw i eyed her curiously.
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[Sohalia]

Fangs and limbs went slicing through during the night in there playful match. But the sun began to show while the darkness began to fade to grey. The bright colors once more began to take over the stars and moon.

My eardrums catches the grunt and chuckle he made. I watched how he snapped his fangs close to my wind pipe. But little did I care. I watched how he drink my blood from his mug as his pink tongue rolled upon his lips. The playful fight was over now. My sentinels listens, my lanterns watched. Then I caught his words. Indeed it seemed like we was every much alike. But who really knows. I don't.

The his next words catched my sentinels. Why are you here, in a land where mares come to be taken by stallions to a home where they will serve as a broodmare. Is that really your destiny. I really didn't know how to take this. Should I act in action. I wasn't sure. He made my brain think about this, my own actions. I hated playing mind games. But this was something I was good at. But it seem like he wasn't trying to play mind games with my mind, yet.

I let my front limb hit the earth with force as I stomped. My sentinels lower to there graves once more. I let my lanterns drift from him to the timbers. Then back toward him. Then I let my voice spoke out toward him. We don't know are destiny, you or I. We may think we do. But it never turns out how we plan or hope for. But I'm not here to seek a brute to be a everyday broodmare. I don't think no brute is that bad, to make me a broodmare.

I looked back toward the earth's soil while I began to think more. I lifted my lanterns as they meet his inky lanterns while I gazed into them. Now Intrepid, tell me, what do you seek here? I let out a slight smirk, while I began to speak in a mocking tone.Fair is Fair. I took a small step forth toward him. I liked this brute. He wasn't your everyday brute.

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

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The duel was now over. there i stood, pillars wide apart, facing her, my black eyes still wide with excitement.. My nares flared, gasping in air. A light sweat had formed on my grey pelt. Which was now more visable in the coming daylight. I seemed less cary now, less ghost-like and more realistic. Yet my ebony eyes still made me look eerie.

Harks flickered towards her as she spoke. True words spilled from her maw. "True, Droja, very true. however, in our minds, we all have a vague plan of what we were made to do, don't you think?" I commented, now, all the twisted spirit had droned out of me, there was no need for it now. We had a connection, we both knew what the other could do if thinks got ugly again. But for now, all was a sense of calm. her next words made me chuckle. "There is no reason why I am here. Away from my land. I guess we all need a little space sometimes. I explained, my voice was still dark and low, as it always was, but i noted in a hint of understandin in my voice.
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[Sohalia]

I listen to the brute, my sentinels lends forth as he began to speak. Indeed he was right about this. But I wasn't going to tell him he was right. That was just how I was. His next words his me as I understand what he meant, getting away, finding something new.

I let my lanterns drift around to scan my surrounding once more, looking for hidden dangers. Then back to him. I evil smirk crossed my mug as I began to speak toward him. Other time another place about that. Also you never told me how brutes wasn't fools. Did you now? I wonder how would the brute take this. I let out a slight chuckle toward him as I awaited for his reply back toward me.

I wanted to see this, how he was going to prove this to me. I began to speak once more toward him. If your able to prove to me that brutes isn't fools. I shall tell you what you want to know. I really didn't believe that he could do this. I kept my smirk across my painted mug as I waited.

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

She seemed uneasy somehow. Always breaking eye contatc and looking around. Was she planning on something attacking or interferring with our conversation? I hoped not. I was quite content being here, talking with her, with no prying eyes to listen in on our conversation.
A low snort escaped my muzzle and i shifted forward a little, my muscles ached to be used, but i ignored the tension there and focused on the mare infront of me, her coat contrasting even more in the upcoming light. as she spoke, a rin spread across my maw. "Indeed, i didn't. You see, Droja. most stallions are fools. They think all will drop at their command, for their position has made them more powerful over the years. With a stereo-type of being king. however. now the world has began to produce harsher equines. Those who do not listen to the 'allmighty brutes' such as yourself, and me, of course. The ones who are spared of that title, are the ones who follow their own path to destiny." I spoke with a loud tone, yet it was firm.

A firm snort was emitted as she spoke again. "I shall not prove anything to anyone, not even you pretty girl." I snapped, licking again at my bloody muzzle, her crimson was sweet and now i was hungry for more, but that would wait. now, we were talking, not fighting.
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[Sohalia]

My true colors began to show upon my pelt. Along with the dirty and dry blood across my bodice for my journey to come here. The darkness was now gone. I could see the brute clearly now. The flesh blood upon his smokey pelt as he let his pink tongue roll over his lips once more.

I lend my sentinels forth to hear his words. Once more Intrepid spoke with wisdom. He choose his words just right, but yet manger to spill the facts. I listen to his words the second time around. I let a smile come across my painted mug this time. Indeed he didn't have to prove nothing and shall he not. But I thought it was kind of funny how he just did. But that was by his choice.

I began to see what he meant by how we was both alike. I couldn't see it then, but now I see it. We both was blood thirsty, somewhat head headed, cold hearted, but yet have friendly sides toward each other, like fighting. It all came together at his last words.

I let my words began to speak toward him in a soft voice as I changed my tone toward him. You speak with wisdom Intrepid. I don't come in these land to sneak to become a brood mare or love for that matter. I sneak for a strong leader. Someone who I can trust and they can trust me. I agree with your words that you speak of. My tone change as in a mocking snapping tone. But yet, you just did. Is there anything else that you shall know about? I always kept my word. This was something good that I did like about myself. But sometimes I don't think before I speak and that I should have.

My sentinels heard the birds that began chirping in the timber tops above us. The butterflies began to come out and play with each other. The morning was filled with light souls. My whipcord lashed harshly upon my sides to keep the blood sucking pest at bay. I let out a slight snort as my attention was on Intrepid. Indeed he had impressed me on this topic.

[lynx'']

{ i n t r e p i d

I hear them calling king.

Somehow, it seemed our talk was almost over, the night had gone, along with our time to talk. I kept my eyes on her, studying her duo coloured pelt. my harks resting, after being pinned back for most of the night. Things seemed different now, i was back to myself. Personally, i would of thoughht it would take me years to get over it, but it seemed this short meeting with Droja had kick started me back into place.

As she spoke, my hakrs pricked forward. I gave a short laugh, yes, i had prooved myself right, though i douted she would agree to being wrong, somehow, i didn't think she would ever admit she was wrong about something. My sished skull raised a little before i spoke, neck curling around her in a strong hold. "If its a strong leader you wish to reside with...why not follow me?" I asked her, in the same darkened tone as before. I backed away and watched her, if she wanted too, i could take her back to Hollow Woods, of course, she would be welcomed, as i was the prince. no-one apart from my father and mother disagreed with me, and to be honest, i beleived they would be happy i had caught such a bitch. "Either that, or we could arrange to meet some other time." I added, my neck extending out again and i clacked ivories at her tassles.


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[Sohalia]

My sentinels lend forth while I heard his words. Reside with Intrepid or have a so called play date later. Indeed there was something about him, something that wanted me to know more about him. But then again if I knew I was to pass up for later, another would surely come along besides him. Oh the choices.

I felt his warm smokey flesh upon my painted pelt. Then how he cracked his fangs at my long tangle tassels, they was a slave to me. My cold lanterns stares at him while I thought it over. Indeed he was what I seeked for, but then again I wasn't a love struck filly either. I knew he most likely seeked the same as myself. Was we seeking for each other?

I let a smirk played upon my painted mug. My words hissed at him like the evil snake that lurked inside my soul. Why not? My lanterns still gave him my cold stare. My flickers lower to my skull as I lower my cerebrum towards the earth slowly, not breaking the eye contact we had.

My gut told me this would be the right thing. To go with Intrepid. But then another part of my told me, to stay here and not trust again. If I went with him. That meant I would trust him to a certain point. Letting him guide me through the land I knew nothing about. Could this be a trap. I had to think of what I would do. I let my lanterns break the eye contact with him as they moved to the path he stepped out of the darkness looking like a ghost. I let a smirk form upon my mug as I spoke in a low threating tone. I shall