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Post by bandit on Oct 24, 2011 0:18:18 GMT -5
Tear Drop walked into the meadow and looked around then sighed. She saw no one and she was quite tired. She lowered her head and munched some grass then walked around until she found a stream. She took a deep drink then went for a short swim. After a while she walked out of the water her black coat shining in the moonlight. She lifted her head to the sky and whinned loudly then lay down near the waters edge to wait. She didnt know what would happen to her or how she would deal with a mean stallion but she guessed she would figure it out when the time came. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep. She dreamed of her parents and how nice they were before the female came. She remembered the words that were called after her when she left before she woke with a start. She looked around to make sure no one was around the sighed. She stood up and shook out her mane then walked around exploring a bit and admiring the pretty flowers. She hoped that someone would come for her soon because being alone was making her antsy and kind of worried. She neighed loudly again then lay back down surrounded by the glowing flowers.
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Post by Elise on Oct 24, 2011 0:57:51 GMT -5
Chiron
Down every end of the hallway
Pass the cobwebs and blood stains
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Was it such an impossible thing? It was taking her forever to just go on and tell Rowan that she was leaving him for me. Of course he would be more than a little angry that I was the being of such towering looks she spoke of now and that is wasn't really him. A smug smile danced over my lips as I shifted from side to side, watching with wide, midnight dark eyes. I was waiting for the moment she would say my name and I could watch this little beast's heart break into millions of pieces. My ears tilted forward, just waiting to hear the sound I was wanting to hear so much and then it came. He screamed in outrage. I nearly cried with joy as I tossed my head high and closed my eyes in pure abandon. It was such a sweet, sweet sound. I made my skin crawl and cause a shiver to face along my spine as I moved backward. I was now hidden within the shadow of the forest, eyes locked on the chestnut harlot who so boldly turned to look for me now, but her eyes could not find me in this winter weather. It caused my eyes to light up with pure excitement.
As her smile disappeared, I shot around and faded away into the forest that waited to take me away from this place so that I could find someone new to lead on. My hooves moved swiftly over the forest floor, kicking up the snow and this falls dead leaves. My neck was arched proudly and the muscles that covered my body followed the flow of the movement that my legs carried. I could have looked like a dancer with the way I moved, all grace and beauty. A cruel smile turned up the corner of my lips even as a dark loneliness took over the bright light that had been flickering in her eyes only moments ago. How could one fall into such a dark, depressing hole? I shook my head sharply and keeping going forward. My eyes scanning everything around me, looking for the object that will tell me that another equine has come through here. I scan and scan, but am unable to find what I want. My steps take me to Rowan, the handsome stallion I've been trying to get for ages.
I smile sweetly and make my way towards him. "Well, well." my deep, baritone voice echo off everything around me as I make my way towards the blue roan vixen with the many black points that seem to catch everyone’s eye. Jazz looks me up and down, lifting a brow. She doesn't say anything though and I wonder why she just keeps staring and then I see him. The stupid beast that keeps her away from me. He's a pale palomino with creamy white locks that seem to glow in this pale winter light that filters through the forest canopy. I sneer when I see him, knowing Jazz's gaze is locked on her lover as well. Not a word leaves my lips as I turn away and head off to find someone else. I hate it when the mare is so attached to her stallion. I jog onward, not looking back as I hear her call my name. Saying it in such sweet tones is not going to make me look back. No, I was never one to look back at something I could not have. I just move forward without whim or rhyme as to why I am doing this.
There are many mares who wish for me to burn for the heart ache I bring with me and there are some stallions that wish I would just fall into a dark hole and never come out again, but I have done neither of these things. I have just played my game and moved on to the next target. The prints my hooves left in the snow where slight and hardly noticeable. in the thin dusting that managed to invade this seemingly sunless place. I roll my eyes as I hear one last call of my name before total silence. I kind of like the silence. A sigh passed kissers and Roman skull swung from side to side as I moved deeper and deeper into this cold land. As I moved further and further, the snow deepened and hardened, causing my hawks to crunch deeper into the snow. I snorted sharply, watching my breath cloud the air. The cold wind was a sweet bearing to me. I lifted my head high, eyes closing for a moment before snapping open once more at the scent of other equines. I snort harshly. Well, this would be fun.
My hooves lifted once more and I cantered onward, kicking up snow in my wake. My neck arched and allowed my limbs to rise and fall in a most complimenting way. Forelock and mane slipped forward to cover beautiful, dark, mysterious eyes. Muscles and sinew rippled and pulled under tight skin. I loved being that I was, handsome and daring in ways that caused others to stare in ways that made me strut my stuff just a little more. Sure, I could care less who I banged, but hell. None could ever manage to claim my heart. I guess it was lost when I lost my parents. Lost them to the cold grip of death. I shivered and raced forward at a full blown gallop feeling the wind against my face until the chill became too much and I slowed to a plodding walk than a simple stop. My head bowed for a moment as my lungs heaved. That was until my nostrils drew in the scent of mare and I wondered towards it, a dark smile on my kissers. I walked towards her and stopped a few feet away, bowing my head in mock honor. “It seems I’ve found myself a new play thing.” I spoke as a chuckle rose from my vocals, “ And what might your name be, little one?”
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Words -- 1016
Notes -- None
Muse -- Good
Lyrics -- Shady Lane - Plain White T's
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Post by bandit on Oct 24, 2011 1:20:42 GMT -5
Tear Drop had just laid back down when she heard the pounding of hooves on the ground. She lifted her head and looked around but upon seeing no one she laid back down. She jerked her head up when she heard someone ask her a question. She lifted herself off the ground then studied him for a moment " My name is Tear Drop but you can call me Tear." She paused before asking " And what might your name be." Her voice was like the whisper of the wind. She was excited since he was the first stallion she had seen in almost a year and the first horse to talk to her in almost a week. She had been quite lonely and now she found someone. She pawed the ground then lowered her head and nibbled on a few blades of grass before looking at him again. She cocked her head to the side then walked around him studying him from all angles but being cautious just in case he decided to try anything not that she cared but she sort of did. After circling him several times she stopped in front of him and smiled. She was ready for just about anything at this point.
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