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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 18, 2008 23:38:38 GMT -6
Remplir les vallées avec les chansons de chagrin, attendons là-bas, à demain.
Prendre ma main, mon très chère amant, Et vous trouverez, je suis comme aucun autre.
Je sens que l'obscurité est venue ramper dans, ce que doit je fais, il sent que si bon péche.
Epargner mon âme mon très chère amant, Et vous trouverez, je suis comme aucun autre.
Le chagrin remplit ces terres avec la douleur, je trouve charmant ; il me garde sain d'esprit.
Tenir me ferme, mon très chère amant, Et vous trouverez, je suis comme aucun autre.
La colère, flétrissant la colère, il habite à l'intérieur, il y a non où cacher.
M'embrasser doucement, mon très chère amant, ne pas Avoir de crainte, je suis comme aucun autre.
Fill the valleys with songs of sorrow, Let us wait there, until tomorrow.
Take my hand, my dearest lover, And you will find, I'm like no other.
I feel the darkness come creeping in, What should I do, it feels so good to sin.
Save my soul my dearest lover, And you will find, I'm like no other.
Sorrow fills these lands with pain, I find lovely; it keeps me sane.
Hold me close, my dearest lover, And you will find, I'm like no other.
Anger, searing anger, it lives inside, There is no where to hide.
Embrace me gently, my dearest lover, Have no fear, I'm like no other.
My lips sang the sad song with a sweet air, my tone light and melodious. It often surprised horses, but I had a most wonderful voice, almost as good as the voice of Poem, the mare bestowed the honor of messenger of the gods.
I sang the lullyby twice, first in a language uncommon in Dawn, and then again in a common tongue. I had known the words since I was a small child, still suckling from my mother. They had stuck with me, and here I was, years later and repeating their heartstopping words and tones.
I was not sure why I was here. Perhaps to clear my head, perhaps for a reason that I myself did not know. Whatever it was, my lovely song was sung loud, ringing across the lands of the meadow. I had seen a few heads turn towards me at the heartwrenching agony of the sorrowful song, their vision trained upon the beautiful creature who parted her lips and released the lyrics for several moments after she had finished. I was that creature. I was not shy when it came to things such as displaying my musical talent. But today I sang the melody for no one but myself.
ooc: (c) moi, please don't steal my poem [/center]
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Post by Stars ♥ on Mar 20, 2008 14:44:42 GMT -6
ooc: wouldn't dream of it.
Sniffing the wind, I closed my eyes, concentrating on any scent that I might find. If I did find any, I would follow it, find its source. Friend or foe I care not, I simply want some company. And its so hard to come by these days, with Father being back in town and all passive yet demonic. Tisk tisk. He was a triffle bit insane. And mother. Don't get me started. She was whoring most likely, and I last heard that she was getting claimed by Laioni herself! Haha, what bullshit.
So, finding a scent that I hadn't had the pleasure of smelling in a long time, I trotted off to it, the feathers on my stilts blowing in the breeze. Tonight was rather beautiful. And thats saying something coming from my deranged mind. The stars were out, and I knew that good Queen Layla would be watching over her herds, whispering words of evil into our little black hearts. Snickering a little, I tossed my head, sending a glare up at her that only she could approve.
And then some lyrics caught my attention, and I stopped. Their delicious words came to my towers, making me swivle them back and forth. It really was an old friend. A grin spread wide across my face, and I galloped away to meet her. A few random trees flew past me, and even a bush or two. But I cared not. Finally her body came into my sight. Standing on top of a hill, I watched her for a moment, listening to her song.
Walking silently down towards her, I grinned, and waited to speak until she stopped. "Hello Laioni. Long time no see."
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 20, 2008 19:38:35 GMT -6
I felt the last note of my heart wrenching song tearing out of my lungs and throat, the tone slowly dieing on the echoing planes around me. The land around me seemed to ebb with the pitches of my voice, everything flocking to be near the creature who sang so heavenly, but wary because they knew what I was. When the land fell silent once more, I shut my eyes, the wind lazily picking up tresses of my mane and tossing them around my face.
The voice startled me for I had not been expecting a visitor who had managed, or dared, approach me so quickly and quietly. The creature had been standing down hill, so his scent eluded me until I sent a glance his way. Ahh, handsome, handsome Shiva. He had grown, just as I had. The light of the stars sent an eerie pattern of starkly glares across my dappled hide. My dangerous orbs glittered with the reflection of the heavenly inhabitants.
It has been long indeed, Shiva. And I see you remember me as well.
I was not a creature one easily forgot, but still it happened. I parted my lips a second time, a smirk fluttering upon my beautiful features, my tone slightly mocking as I commented upon his rush to near me.
I see that you are eager to greet an old friend. Would you have chased me so eagerly if you had remained to court me when we were young? Though I do believe you were up to the challenge...
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Post by Stars ♥ on Mar 21, 2008 19:26:24 GMT -6
I smirked, watching her jump a little as I startled her. When she turned however, she wasn't fuming in anger, she was actually glad to see him. He hadn't seen the damsel since he was a yearling. Almost two years old he had been when he'd last seen her. Walking closer to this dark beauty, I kept my harks straight up and my eyes trained to her bodice. Delicious....
"Laioni. I do not give up so easily. Of course I would be so excited to chase after you. I'm here now aren't I? Why would I let anyone else have you? They wouldn't know what to do with one such as you." Laughing, I tossed my head in amusement. Would she honestly take me seriously? I had disappeared with all the rest of Dawn. And now I was back, and ready to stake my claim on this damsel of excellent beauty.
"How have you been? Has anyone tried to swoon you to be their mate?" Brushing up against her side, I grinned, winking slyly at her. So I could be a bit corny. Sue me. At least I wasn't trying to have my way with her, like my father would. At least, not yet. "I would like to be one of the those stallions that has a shot at winning your favor. Of course, I will dominate. I have the good looks, cunning, smarts, and willingness to let a female rule, that most others dont." Coming closer, I stared down at Laioni.
"I'm not afraid to let others rule, as long as I'm there to watch and help."
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 21, 2008 23:24:55 GMT -6
I allowed a pleased smile to torture my beautiful face. The tormenting level of my looks were in part of my divine lineage. But could I help that? I would have been pleased to have born with the appearance of a beggar if I had merely the power that dwelled within me now. Oh how sweet the taste of power was, perhaps it is surprising to some that I thought that way, but I did not commit my time to by beauty. But a cunning mind can put two and two together. I used qualities to my advantage. My appearance: merely a quality. One of many I possessed.
Shiva was quite an amusing creature, I found. Has any sought me as their Queen? Ahh, yes. Many, many, many. But I had not been swayed. Of course I took many lovers, but I did not share my bed with a single horse. I found that the taste of lust soon dulled if such an approach was tried. Parting my lips, I stated coyly.
I am so pleased that you would allow no one else to have me. How very noble of you. And do you yourself know how to handle me?
Stepping away from the warmth of his hide brushing against mine, I sauntered towards the small river that twisted its way before us, running through the length of the meadow lands and beyond. Lightly stepping in the cool water, the blue hues of the liquid ran against my dappled hide. I waded in deeper, until my belly and chest just touched the surface of the life fluid. Snaking my head back around, I sent a glance towards Shiva once more, another coy smile flashing across my features. Again I spoke.
Many have tried to sway my cold heart. And each have been as confident as you. Tell me, what makes you so sure that you are to be the one to succeed?
Oh how I enjoyed these games.
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Post by Stars ♥ on Mar 22, 2008 18:29:24 GMT -6
Her warmth left my side and I turned to face where her bodice sauntered away. She was wading into the river, and I slowly followed after her. Grinning, I came in up to my own belly and chest, eyes on her moving form.
So there had been those that had tried to claim her as their mate eh? Well, that would soon stop when they saw what walked next to her, what swam next to her, and what would please her for a long time.
"Its not enough to have good looks. Nor is it enough to be the biggest and baddest. You have to know how to control those around you. And I, my dearest, know how to do so." Treading water, my daggers stirred up the sand beneath my huge body, making the water turn a murky color.
"And, I can control many things. I have many ways. But mostly, I intend to be the best thing that ever happened to you." Laughing, I swam towards her, watching her stand in the water. Laioni was something to treasure. She was a goddess and I knew how to deal with them. How to treat them. And so, here we stand. Er, swim.
"I can give you things that others could only hope to."
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 22, 2008 18:44:00 GMT -6
Watching with cool hazel eyes as he neared the water, and then stepped into its cold embrace, I allowed him to near me once more. My ebony whipcord was plastered to my rear, as was the ebony locks that cascaded down my dappled neck, their black threads sticking to the length of my serpentine. Allowing my eyes to travel to the surface of the water, I watched as the life below trickled through, darting and swimming quickly beneath our legs, moving were ever the mighty river decided to move them. The pebbles and sand that had been kicked up while we had first waded in came to a halt and sunk back to the floor, like a swarm of angry bees becoming passive once more.
At Shiva's words, I turned back towards him. My stance changed, as did the expressions on my face and in my eyes. Each line of me was etched with unleashed fire and lust, my physical being a mass of flesh and blood that had become a smoldering temptress. I could almost imagine the river steaming as it caressed my hide. I walked towards Shiva, the cool water rippling as I cut a path through it. Standing next to him, my dappled hide brushed his. It must have been hell, feeling only the momentary touch of skin when you must have wanted more. Parting my lips, I hissed to him.
The best thing that ever happened to me? And what could you give me that other's have not?
My words were light and mocking, their tones smothered with a murmuring sound that seemed delicious coming from the throat of such a creature.
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Post by Stars ♥ on Mar 23, 2008 11:52:03 GMT -6
She looked up from her spot in the river to face me, then came walking. As her hide brushed mine when she passed, I reached out my face, teeth clicking at her as she passed. She was so close, so ready for the taking, it would be simple.
"I could show you better than I could tell you," was my only reply, my words verberating around the river's area. Following her, I could tell what she wanted, how she wanted it, and for how long. Cocking my head, I nudged her rump as I walked by, the water lapping my threads to plaster them to my face as it rushed by our bodies.
The lust in her eyes was slowly beginning to flood her body, as I could see her before me, the goddess in the moonlight. Back behind her, I snorted and wanted to mount, but that wouldn't be right, at least, not right now. "I could give you the pleasure in one moment of lust that is bigger than four stallions put together. I could give you my loyalty, my devotion, and my being. As a whole, what other stallion would give you loyalty? They only want your body. Or power. I want you." Snorting again, the foam from the river was frothing at my chest, building up around me.
"As I said before. I could show you better than I could tell you."
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 23, 2008 17:12:58 GMT -6
As he spoke his words, I shook my head sadly. Well, not exactly sadly, perhaps a perverse form of sympathy, but not out of sadness. One would have to feel guilt and regret to have to feel sadness. Things that I did not have, and things that I found a disgusting waste of time. Glancing back at Shiva, I recalled our younger days, when time was not spent flirting and tormenting those of the opposite gender. Time was spent playing and fighting and exploring. And then the complexity of adulthood sprouted its ugly head and landed us where we were today. Parting my lips, I asked a slightly off topic question.
Do you remember your childhood? I recently spoke with your mother. She is well. In fact, she resides in my home. How did you feel about me when you were a child?
Ok, so maybe my words made me sound like a daydreamer. Just because my pitless heart is tainted doesn't mean I can't imagine or dream. What it is a imagine and dream, however, you would probably not like to know.
I snapped back out of my thoughts, a sly grin crossing my elegant Arabic features. Shiva was quite a bold stallion, cocky to. More then very sure of himself. And his self control was the greatest thing about him. Here I stood, beautiful and tiny against the dark backdrop of the night sky, my dappled hide shining from the reflection of the stars and the surface of the water. My looks far exceeding those of my mother's, whose own appearance had been legendary. So before Shiva I stood, and he made no forward move towards me that I didn't find overly aggressive. I stared hard at him when I felt his soft nose brush my rump. It was dangerous ground he was treading on, but I did not object. But if he, or any for that matter, ever got it in there head to take from me I would not willingly give out, watch out. I am far more dangerous then I look. So go ahead, try. I dare you.
Inching closer to him once more, I allowed my hide to remain pressed hard against his, my shoulder several hands beneath his own. Allowing my sharp teeth to trace the line of skin next to his wet tresses, in a form of mutual grooming, I was silent for several moments before I replyed to him.
I must tell you I am not in this for a King. My mother was willing to give herself up to a lone horse, but I am not. At least not yet. Power is far to sweet a treat to hand over to someone to share. But perhaps in the end my will will be broken. Not as interested in winning my heart now are you?
I said my words slowly, almost sadly. Damn. Sadly, again. It was funny how a horse who did not feel those things could at times, inconvenient ones at that, show and feel them. But my words nearly did sadden me, for it was a lonely existence I lived. Oriel and Layla had loved each other fiercely, but whenever I told a stallion that took interest in me the position of King was not at the moment opened, they simply grew disinterested. But it separated the colts from the stallions, and picked out some of the funnest horses I'd ever met. I smiled when the thought of a few came back into my head. At first they had all been sure that they would eventually win the title of King. And after time, when they had had their fun, and the title never came, they left. Or I made them leave when they got to big for their britches.
ooc: Wow, that is one long post...and it kind of drained all of my muse. I'll reply to the two other threads later Stars.
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Post by Kamenwati on Mar 23, 2008 22:52:04 GMT -6
ooo Kamen would love to join in this little postie
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 23, 2008 23:31:09 GMT -6
ooc: I'm afraid things are going to get really interesting... How exciting.
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Post by Kamenwati on Mar 24, 2008 12:03:22 GMT -6
i'll post after Shiva
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Post by Stars ♥ on Mar 24, 2008 16:16:44 GMT -6
She spoke of my childhood. Oh yes, I remember it. I remember it very well. I had once been in love with a slave in my lands named Rayna. Crucio had taken her in as a slave, and we had played together a lot. And then when I got the chance to play with Laioni, that was always fun. There were lots of others around at the time though, so we never really got up to any good mischeif.
"No Laioni, positions aren't what I come after. I could care less if you were Queen or Slave. I would still go after what pleases me. And positions do not." Her canines trimmed my neckline, in a small grooming motion. Smiling, my own trimmed the line of which her tresses belonged to, slightly pulling at them to make the small knots come out.
"Laioni, you should know me better by know. I don't care for positions. I care about what I like and what I want. And right now, that you." Tossing my head, I looked towards the rapids that came rushing to our bodies, thinking back to the days when my small colt body would have been drowned in this place. And now, my hulking body wasn't even moved by the rapids ramming into me. "You don't need to fear that I'm not as interested in you anymore. That fascination has never left."
ooc: yeah, that was huge, so mine compared to yours is like.........miniscule, lol.
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Post by Kamenwati on Mar 24, 2008 22:54:32 GMT -6
Ah the sweet scent of two equines entered his nares. One was that of Laioni. The other one not so great. The son of the once feared stallion(what mother called him I think) Crucio. Now there's a creature that this other stallion would dare not ignore if he came to see him. A sinister smile crept upon his lips as thorns twitched forwards then back awaiting the sound of a friend coming forth. Dial turned quickly as the darkened stallion approached with a sinister look upon his face. That frightened this young stallion to the bones. That there is someone Kamen wouldn't want to mess with. There was something strange and wrong about him that sent chills down the spine of this painted creature. Stepping back a few paces as the charcoal monster moved forwards into the lands.
Twin thorns swiveled forwards as two voices echoed about the lands. Nares flared catching the scent of two young equines. Both of the same alliance. But one far higher than the other one. The look of a monster set foot out onto the field revealing himself in full daylight. Daylight? Shouldn't the sun be covered by the sheer darkness of hatred. Yes indeed it shall. Thick heavy fog spread above all three equines blocking out the hideous bright lights. A devil smile was seen upon those charcoal lips as the demoned monster approached the two paired equines. Greetings Lady Laioni. My how've you grown into such a wicked creature. Pure words of death seeped from those venomous lips. Body shifted to one side. This creature is not the same stallion that the other male had known long time ago. In fact this isn't your same Crucio you'd known from years past. The cocky stallion who'd thought was better than others. Oh no that's not him anymore. This was an insane monster. Creature of the underworld.
My, my how've you grown as well Shiva my son. How's your deathly mother? Oh dearly he'd almost forgot. He'd disthrone the mare from her leadership to give Anastasia the rightful throne. A true demoness who's heart of pure hate seeped through those darkend veins of hers. My how she's changed. Now back to the main view here. The lust in the stallion's eyes of his son was perfectly not the same. Are you sure your not after the hunger to be a king Shiva? You've been after that all along. Watching you so young trying to seduce young Laioni here. Isn't that what your after? He's not here to speak with Laioni. But to speak with his son. Oh what fun this shall be.
Watching the scene unfold before him four limbs moved a painted figure out of the woods towards the one creature his eyes were set upon. The sly demoness Laioni. The creature he's known for a long time, but are different in many ways. You may think that's what you want Shiva. But your only here to get something sweet from her and then just dump her and leave. That's all your good for. Icy tones escaped his voicebox as the painted stallion approached the scene with something that no other stallion will ever have. A darkend soul of demon and something that Shiva never had that he's had all his life. Residing in the same herd as Laioni. Ever since they were little. Though it didn't seem all to well at the beginning. But this stallion wasn't going to back down and let another stallion take what should be his to care for and what is that word again? Ah there it is. Love. Back down Shiva. And leave with your tail between your legs back to your wretched piece of land. Venom spat out as he stood fully facing the trio before him. Thorns sliced back upon his skull awaiting for the other stallion to back off.
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 24, 2008 23:17:19 GMT -6
Shudders traveled down my spine as his teeth delicately traced the hairline down my neck, coaxing the tangles out of my fine ebony hide. I heard his words by I did not reply, my senses focusing on the happenings around us. The gentle trickle of the river around us, its tendrils clinging to our hides as it passed by us. The sharp calls of birds to one another. The light beating of my heart. And then another thing. Something, somethings, I had not expected to fine here, now. Kamen and Crucio.
Turning my head, I sent an icy glance towards the father son duo. I was unsure why they were here, but their motives were no doubt tainted. Their approach and appearance was startling, but I made no flinch or sign of fear at their presence. Besides, what did I have to fear from them? I was the Queen of the Dark Empire, after all. I sent a slight snort of disgust at their words, but I allowed the two to finish before I parted my own lips and uttered my own strand of lyrics.
To Crucio, though he directed little to me, I said
Crucio. Indeed I am a wicked creature, but what more could I be, with the lineage I have. What I do and who I do it with is none of your concern.
To Kamen, I replyed with narrowed eyes, for he said nothing to me, only Shiva.
The same to you. I am a grown horse and do not need babysitters. But its a kind notion of yours, keeping an eye out for little Laioni. Did you every consider the possibility that it will be me who breaks the heart and leaves instead of Shiva?
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Post by Stars on Mar 25, 2008 6:18:40 GMT -6
ooc: eek, why is Shiva being ganged up on bic:
Turning my dial, I watched my father and that poor fool named Kamenwait approach. First of all, I was much older than Kamen. And second of all, Crucio was a bastard of a father, and I wanted nothing to do with him. Stepping from the river, I snorted and ignored Kamen. He wasn't worth my time. He was insignificant.
"Crucio, how nice to see you. Why don't you take young Kamen here and show him how to claim, or better yet, keep his trap shut. It's rude to speak when not spoken to." Standing lazily, I listened to Laioni speak. Of course she would be the one to leave me. She had lots of others that could fufill her lust. What would she need one lone stallion for?
"Power is such a trivial thing Crucio. I don't take after you completly. Its not what I came for. I came to get what I chased after so passionatly for when I was younger. The mare standing behind me now. Why don't you pack up and take your sad sap act home? You're not wanted her." My towers had now been flattened on my head, angry at the interuption of my time. Honestly, if Crucio ever wanted to be a father figure all he had to do was teach me things about how to act, how to be a bastard like him. But that time was long gone, and Crucio was ancient now. What was he? Like, fifteen? He was getting a little to old to be criticizing me. He wasn't my father, and never would be.
Walking back to Laioni, I ignored the two stallions behind me, but my anger was getting the best of me. It boiled in my veins, making me angrier and angrier with every step I took away from those morons. "Laioni, is this how you wish those underneath you to speak to you? Wait a minute, they weren't speaking to you. They were speaking about you." Tisking, I shook my head. Never disrespect or ignore your Queen....
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Post by .x.flicker on Mar 25, 2008 22:11:43 GMT -6
occ: Well this was supposed to be a private thing for Laioni and Shiva, but I don't have any objections. Crucio its your turn to post.
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Post by Kamenwati on Apr 2, 2008 22:51:10 GMT -6
Watch how you speak to a Queen Shiva. Or you might be disowned quickly. A hasty snarl was given as he moved forwards. He honestly wasn't here for Laioni. That was Kamen's business with her. Crucio was just here to see how his son was doing. Oh wait did he have a son? A sinister laugh was given before he came to a halt just a few inches before the other young stallion. Whipcords lashed out violently behind his muscled haunches. Pardon my intrusion Lady Laioni. I did not come here to speak with you. That will come another day. He said give a small dip towards his queen. Oh yes he respects her very much so. Shiva needs to watch his tongue if he wishes to keep it.
Twin towers flicked atop his skull listening to the arrogant male. How dare he speak to her. Back off Shiva. Why don't you keep your damn trap shut. Or better yet walk away when your not wanted. Icy tones escaped his voicebox as the painted stallion stepped into the water ingoring the rushing of the rafters as he threw his head high. Nares flared as a rough snort was given. What makes you think you are worthy to be around her? You haven't lived in the same herd such as I. What makes your sorry hide is worth her time Shiva? Deadly words were spat out towards Shiva. And no he was not ignoring or disrespecting Laioni. Kamen was more keeping her away from that arrogant little colt. He shall not have the privilage to be any where near her. That is his promise. A rough snarl was given as he pressed forwards towards the other stallion.
.:.:.Watching from a far away distance was none other than a mere mare. But who is this mare you ask? That is for me to know and you to find out. Right now you don't need to know until the next battle begins. Then you will have a marry ol' time getting angry at whoever this mare is. A sinister smile was made as the Andalusian mare watched from the sidelines hidden from all four of the dark equines. Their scents were coming in her direction which made it easy for her to remain here without being noticed. Body movement shifted as she listened to every single word that was coming out of each and one of their mouths. Whipcords flicked out silently keeping her form hidden. Two dark eyes locked closely upon the dark queen while her thorns remained focused upon the stallions. She moved through the forest only where the wind was coming towards her face. Other than that she would be leaving if this wasn't getting very interesting. Her master would have a wonderful time learning about what is happening here. Maybe.:.:.
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Post by Stars ♥ on Apr 3, 2008 13:10:23 GMT -6
Still ignoring Crucio, I kept my auds trained on Laioni. But that Kamenwati was getting on my nerves. He needed to step down. Turning to face him, I looked right through Crucio.
"One does not need to reside in the same herd for years on end. And I think that since I'm older than you, you should watch how you speak. Now, why dont you run on back to your mothers teet while you can. Oh, but wait! Your mother is dead, is she not?" Smirking, I lashed out my whipcord, grinding my teeth together.
"Talk about not being fit for being near her. You dont even have the balls to protect her! What, did Layla take them away after she realised how much of a ridiculous waste of time you were? Besides. She wasn't objecting to anything. Didn't you notice? Or are you as stupid as you are ugly?" Snorting, some mucus flew from my nostrils to land on Kamen, and I turned away, to return to Laioni's side. My auds were alert, and ready for anything. Standing next to her, yet still facing those ignorant assholes, I waited for Kamen to run home and cry, and Crucio to just implode and die.
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Post by ox. scream, flatline on Apr 3, 2008 19:56:21 GMT -6
My limbs moved me from my lands, so many wasted years I lived in exile waiting for the return of the darks. The battle had made me loose everything, my sanity, my mind, my child. I was now just as empty as I had always pretended to be, I suppose that it one on the may metamorphosis of me, one can be amazed at how I change. Everything from my the way I carry myself to the way I walk upon the grounds. I needed to get away from misery range, a land which I was now queen of beside Crucio. However I do not forgive so easy and right now my love for Crucio wavers on an edge and greed consumes me to take the place before one of the most powerful creatures of Dawn. It is a known fact he is such, many take pride in his lineage, in being of his herd. Layla had treasured him so which I think made Oriel jealous, but I never did meet the dark king himself, he always remained anonymous to me, leaving Layla with my own beloved, and so easily he fell for her.
Compared to the break down I had merely days ago I was doing much better now, living with hatred and unsettled grudges in my lands quietly after my return, slowly have my health return to me. Though despite my beautiful coloration my bones still carried my frame and I still showed the signs of starvation after being a prisoner for so long. Damn that stallion, that light, and not in hatred, for the only reason I did damn him was for I could not hate him. He had helped me in the loss of my child, he being the creature to destroy it. I signed, the nightmares still plagued me with horrific scenes that a mother should never have to watch, he says Crucio killed his father, I think it could have been any stallion. Many in our alliance have the draft black quote that he does, and he does not know our kind. The bastard.
My limbs carried my barren body over the lands, speak of the devil. My nares scented Crucio. I will not lie, his abandonment was almost to much for me to handle, to much for my sanity. But could I put a bullet in the back of the man who had saved me from my pain, even though in my mind he was the one who caused it. My ebon tresses fell over my façade. Hiding my eyes from the world, but I had grown accustomed to this, I could see well between the obsidian decorations my serpentine held quite nicely. My auds listened to there conversation as I approached, the scent of royal blood in the minx’s aroma, of course Crucio was here, he always was loyal to the royal herd, if nothing else he was loyal to his alliance.
My ribs glistened in the sun light drastically showing, but I was feeling better, and the fresh air would do me good on such a spring day the they sun was shining. Young stallions, lustful, sinful creatures, then again so were young mares. Next to Crucio I was probably the tallest creature her, my Spanish blood had proven given me seventeen hands, a strong willing body, but I had much recovery before I could fight again. I knew that I was not dumb in the fact that Braveheart had kept me a slave, until he finally released me only months ago. Strange thing about lights, never do they force themselves upon a mare, which was a good thing for if he did he would loose his life surely when I blabbed my mouth in one of my breakdowns, my poor son born dead to the world. I hated the gods, spat at the name of all gods, not just the light, I had been a great warrioress for our people and they thought it best to take my son, my heir, my prince. Vita, curse the day she ever returned to Dawn, for I will not be so kind as to kill her again.
I arrived just as the stallion were spitting there lyrics back and forth back and forth, testosterone clearly ruling their motives and minds. My head dipped unwillingly to the new queen. How did I know she was not like the rest? How did I know she was not one to conspire against me and take my son? Hatred ran through my veins like venom, but my hatred had always been the calm, precise type. I looked at Shiva and remembered the day I had defeated his mother in battle, I had offered her a place in the herd, of course below me and she denied it that was her problem, but a twinge of jealousy pained my face as I looked at a son, which I would never have. I had always wanted a foal, even in the time I had defeated his mother I never harmed the fawn, though I knew Crucio would not allow a stallion to stay in his lands, I did not offer him a place in the herd, I merely told him his mother would be leaving, and he should follow her and forget this place. I think, perhaps my wording was harsher than I remember, perhaps this is just the sentimental resentments of the day my own fawn was killed, but I left his mother alive, I did not kill his family, quite frankly he should thank me, as the new queen I had every right to kill Shiva the moment I took over. To make room for a new heir, it was only animalistic nature to do so.
My lips snarled back at his words towards Kamen, I did not even know Kamen but I would gladly lay my head to rest f it meant my son would have lived. Shiva, My dear, his mother deaths is nothing to his own accord but to hers, if she died it meant she was weak. My words were calm and chilling, never did I raise my voice unless I was battling, yelling and shouting screamed unintelligent to me. I have found out through my life that the quiet whispers of malice are more listened to than the shouts of hatred, why? Because they are appealing, they act as if they are going to help you not destroy you, not rule you like a mindless creature, then again these were stallions, and most times they are mindless. You have grown since I lost saw you child, trying to find your place in the world now I see? And your mother? If you protected her so valiantly where is she now? No you see Shiva, I could have killed your mother when you were a mere fawn, but the power of mercy and I let her live, live so she could raise you, you were a mere fawn those days, I doubt you would even remember me I stood alone behind Crucio, my weight resting arrogantly on three of my legs while one leg itself relieved itself from the pressures of my emaciated carcass.No child, you would not remember me. My eyes took to the new queen and her dappled body.I take it you are Laioni, the lone princess who is supposed to lead us now , ah your mother, I must admit I am not to fond of the ancient queen child, you see I lost my own babe during the war, fighting for the bitch. To say the least I lay the blame on many souls including myself, and she is one of them. My eyes flickered to Crucio, it was obvious he had not been forgiven for leaving me alone ion this world, sometimes I think there is a brighter side to death, one that makes me wish I were dead, the problem is, it is just harder to see. My voice was clear , and kind if that is the word, rather peaceful, but like aforementioned it always was no matter what intent I had in the speech.
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