I'm a good thing...

[Lionheart]

Her spirits were high. Today could be the day she finally found the love she had always longed for, a stallion who would protect her and cherish her for as long as she lived. Ok so maybe it was a far-fetched dream, but she could hope right?
Her orbs, so blue and yet so pale, took in her surroundings. It was beautiful here, not quite like her parents home but then it could not be. She missed them, but she knew it was time to be on her own. Her mother had been hesitant about her leaving, but Zeverai knew she had to. Her father had agreed, and with tears in his optics, he had bid her farewell. If only she could find a brute like him, strong and revered, but gentle with those he loved. If only…
Would today be the day? She flicked her banner, the silky strands swatting away an annoying fly that had landed on her painted black and white flank. Zeverai nickered, hoping that some handsome steed would come to her. Would love find her today?

[lynx'']

m o n t è ; ;

La vita è bella

It had been a while since i had visited the land of the loners. Sureley the place would be packed, winter was here. And it was known on the winds that it was hard to survive without formal shelter. My homeland, The Forgotton Valley, it had that. It had everything infact. I was a lucky one. Came from nothing to something, at last.

Only a few inches of snow had fallen though the night, so the morning air was crisp, great clouds of breath emitted from my flared nares, my wide black eyes were alert, as were my harks, tipped forward slightly. Powerful pillars carried me forward, my pure black figure moved with ease across these rough lands, the weather was no exeption. I was bred for this, my pure arabian blood seeped throughout my body, making it easy for me to handle the cold, the warm, the wind or the rain.

Snorting as a faint nicker found my harks, i leapt into a soft jog, a two beat pace, across the lands, swaying out of the way of trees and bushes, staying close to the stream edge, water was always the best guider, except prehaps, for the stars. Soon, a mare came into veiw, and i slowed, a smile placed on my maw. 'lo there. I am Montè of the Forgotton Valley, may I know your blessing? I spoke proud and clear, like i had been taught.

[Lionheart]

Zeverai heard hoof beats drawing near. Would this be him? She tossed her crown, black and white tresses flying, settling half over her left eye. He was a remarkable sight, body midnight black, his head carried proudly. He smiled as he came to me and spoke. Monte, what a lovely name.
“Pleased to meet you, Monte. I am Zeverai.” not knowing what else to say, she remained silent, smiling slightly. She could tell he was older than she was, and he was certainly confident. She dared not hope that he would ask her to join him. He was so elegant, much too beautiful to want a wild mustang mare by his side. But then, fairytale dreams could come true. At least they had for her parents. Joy and nervousness fought a silent battle inside her. Excitement at what could happen bubbled up in her eyes. She sighed, waiting for his reply, for his lyrics to fill her delicate auds. He could be the one to love her! This could be it.

[lynx'']

m o n t è

La vita è bella

She seemed happy of some company, well, who wouldn;'t be happy to see someone in such a lonely place? I dipped my crown slightly, a sure sign of respect, showing her i was of no harm. As she spoke, harmonic vocals reached my harks, and i nodded sharply. Pleasure, Zeverai I answered her, walking a little closer and extending my neck out to gently nudge her muzzle. May i ask why you are alone? roaming these dangerous lands? I added, still, my voice soft towards the mare, as always,.

I glanced around, the place seemed to be deserted, however, there was always that feeling that you were being watched. I didn't often stay here long.

[Lionheart]

He was polite, respectful of her and she was grateful. He was not treating her as a prize to be won, unlike so many other stallions. He nodded as she spoke and to her surprise moved closer, nudging her with his muzzle, as he continued to speak. His touch made her shiver, delight welling within her. Zeverai sighed softly and returned his touch, longing to stand closer to him, to bury her face in his luxurious mane. Instead, she stood where she was and collected her thoughts so that she could answer his question clearly.
"I am alone because I have no place to call my own. I have left my home and traveled here hoping to find someone..." Zeverai let her vocals fade away. She wanted to say that she had come to find love, but she was afraid. What if he was only here to add to his herd? Did he have room in his heart to love her, truly love her as she longed to be loved? She wanted to be special, not just another broodmare that produced heirs. She watched him glance around. Was he getting bored with her or merely making sure they were safe?
Gathering her courage, she asked, "What brings you here, Monte?"

[lynx'']

m o n t è ; ;

Through the fire and flames we carry on

As she returned the touch, i smiled, and stood still, allowing her to stay close to me, it was obvious she needed someone to care for her, she didn't look very old, therefore, prehaps, was not very wise. I snorted softly, taking in her sweet scent. As she spoke, my harks pricked forward, if she had no home, then she could come and live with me! With excitement, my forelegs lifted off the ground a little and i tossed my crown and settled myself. Being only six, i often got excited. Umm..Zeverai, would you accept an offer to come back to my homeland, the forgotton valley? There, you will be cared and looked after, you will be safe I smiled at her, giving her some time to consider my offer.

the silence was peaceful, small animals who dared tunnel out of their burrows to find the white wonderland above made me smile and i lowered my head to touch noses with a small fox, who snorted and darted back into the depths. Laughing, i again looked up at the mare as she spoke. I am here in search of a new friend. You see, i have two other mares in my herd, Ava and Ferentina, but they are never around much, well, neither am i. but now my herd is increasing, i have learnt i must be there to protect everyone, everyone is equal. I love them all, so much, and i'd rather die before they were harmed. I told her, hopefully, this would boost her confidence.
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[Lionheart]

[size=1]He smiled when she touched him and she was glad he did not move away from her. When she said she had no home, he jumped up a bit, throwing his dial in the air. He seemed happy by her reply. Then he offered Zeverai a home with him, smiling softly at her. Joy bubbled up inside her and she couldn’t contain it. Zeverai snorted happily and a little squeal snuck past her kissers.
She watched as he touched noses with a fox. He seemed so kind and gentle; he would make a good father. His laugh made her smile, her heart soaring with the thought of finally finding love. He had other mares already but dare she hope he could love her? He told her hat he would protect those he loved and she knew he was being truthful. He was strong and young, kind and gentle, what did she have to lose?
Shyly, she nudged him again, the barest of nudges, and softly replied. “I would love to join you Monte and come with to your home. But-” Did she dare ask him? Why not? Zeverai had nothing to lose and everything to gain. “I - I just want to know if you could ever really love me?” She knew it was a stupid question, but Zeverai had seen the love her father had for her mother and she wanted the same.
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[lynx'']

m o n t è ; ;

Through the fire and flames we carry on.

The mare also seemed excited when i offered her a home within my lands. I luaghed lightly, and snorted, resting my crown on her back gently. Already, i felt close to her, like we had been friends for a long time, friends, its all i ever wanted, but really, was it the only relationship out there?

As she spoke, she seemed nervous, and i lowered my crown and touched her muzzle gently, my way of saying don't be shy, is okay, i'm here to listen Her words seemed straight from the heart and i smiled once she had finished. Why of course, Zerverai, of course i will love you. But of course, all relationships start out with a mere friendship. don't you know. I told her, nickering at her, and pulling gently on her mane.
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[Lionheart]

[size=1][/size]He laughed at her antics, his happiness in his eyes, and then put his dial on her back. His touch electrified her. She knew before he even answered that he would love her. She felt as if he had always been a part of her life, even though they had only known each other mere moments. Gazing at him now, Zeverai knew she could love him and most likely would. Maybe soon she would have a foal of her own, their foal, but only in time, after they had grown a little closer.
As she spoke, he reassured her, placing his muzzle against hers softly.
She smiled at his reply, knowing that it was a good thing he wanted friendship first. That would create a strong foundation for them to build on. “Aye, I know, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She laughed when he tugged on her tresses, butting his neck with her crown gently.
She knew this would be the beginning of something amazing.

[Lionheart]

trip it's all you....

[Nevaeh]

Wooden
No Matches Allowed

The large shire cross stallion, walked around his home terra, he the moved his large body over the invisible border of his terra, he knew that he was now ready to try his best to gets some friends for his queen, and if he was lucky enough another love?. He then gave a little nicker back to his queen to say that he was leaving to get some more members for the herd. Rearing upon his hind legs, he then galloped out of his homeland.

~Nearing Dekera Falls~
The Very dark sabino bay colored stallion slowed his gait down to a nice slow two beat trot and then his nares picked up a scent of a mare, turning his large body around in the other direction. When he was in sight, he slowed his gait to a nice slow walk, and then a few strides later, he made his large body halt near her. Hello their Miss. I’m Wooden, but most call me Wood.

[Lionheart]

Zeverai was surprised to see another stallion before her. He was large, with the look of a shire, dark bay body gleaming. He came to her with a slow walk, halting close. He introduced himself as Wooden or Wood. Crystal blue optics looked into his, Zeverai's black and white bodysidestepped a little. SHe nodded he elegant head. "Nice to meet you, Wooden. My name is Zeverai."
She had no idea what to say. His appearance so sudden and the other stallion's disappearance the same. What was one to do? She wanted someone to love her. Was that too much to ask?
She shook her head, trying to dislodge the negative thoughts there. She would give this new stallion a chance.

[Nevaeh]

Wooden

The large very dark bay sabino shire cross light almost roan colored auds prick forward listening to the fae who introduced herself as Zeverai. To this large gentle stallion her vocals where sweet to his auds, he loved the look of her. while shaking his crown her remembered that he had to ask something. Opening his pale pink ivory colored maw, his kind yet gentle vocals came out, Is there anything you would like to know about me. Lady Zeveral? deep dark but gentle chocolate brown orbs were fixed on her beautiful ebony and ivory painted body. She would fit in to my little herd very nicely, but she wouldn’t go with me would she? he gave a very quite snort to himself.

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[Lionheart]

The stallion seemed interested in her and what she had to say. Zeverai listened intently while he spoke. Would she like to know more about him? Well, yes, of course, but how did one go about finding that out? It would take time to get to know someone. "I am not sure, sir. What I mean is that I'm not sure what to ask. There are many questions, but it would take a while to ask and answer them. I am sorry that I am unsure." As she looked at him, she knew if he asked she would go with him. While she was not infatuated with him yet, she knew that over time, she could be. He was handsome and seemed to be kind, one who would love her. SHe smiled gently at him, awaiting his words. Would he even ask her? Or would she be rejected again?

[Nevaeh]

Wooden
No Matches Allowed
Light colored auds pricked forward listening to her vocals. He knew that she would fit into his very small herd. When she had finished speaking, he nodded his crown to what she was saying. There is no need to be sorry miss, it is quite understandable. his vocals where still kind and gentle despite his large size. Thinking of how best to ask the Lady Zeverai, then after a while of thinking a little silence. Well Lady Zeverai, how would you like to come to Snowgum Valley with me? I would be honoured to take you back with me, and then hopefully would will be less unsure? His long thick ebony black banner flicked agsint his flanks.

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