Post by mustang4 on Feb 1, 2007 16:47:33 GMT -5
Yes indeed it was time. Time for the cold-hearted mustang to find a true place. She has wondered alone for a cold year. She never thrived for a stallion to be her lead. She never wished she had a band to crowd with against danger. Never had it crossed her mind to live the way of the other faes. Never.
Now she stands in the shadow, thinking of her near 6 passings of life. The sounds of ocean waves crashing against rock echoed around her. The sound began to sooth her angered mind. She flicked her tail in pure irritation before walking away. The noises of the waves slowly fading as she wondered. Once the sound sounds were no longer heard she stopped and stared into the open land.
"If I am wanted, they will find me."
Dune grumbled under her breath, lifting her skull to view the land around her. They were out there she knew. They, the ones who lead. They, the ones mares obey. They, the stallions. She would let them search for her. Give them a challenge. No call would be made, nor answered by her. She would stay were she was and watch. Stay were she was to listen to the fools call for her. Though, the challenge wouldn't end once she was found. She wouldn't follow at his heels once he arrived. She would leave her crown held high. Her deep dun orbs would stare into his own. Dune watched once more, auds perked to catch calls studs sent for her.
OOC: Ehh kinda short, havn't Roleplayed in a long while.
Now she stands in the shadow, thinking of her near 6 passings of life. The sounds of ocean waves crashing against rock echoed around her. The sound began to sooth her angered mind. She flicked her tail in pure irritation before walking away. The noises of the waves slowly fading as she wondered. Once the sound sounds were no longer heard she stopped and stared into the open land.
"If I am wanted, they will find me."
Dune grumbled under her breath, lifting her skull to view the land around her. They were out there she knew. They, the ones who lead. They, the ones mares obey. They, the stallions. She would let them search for her. Give them a challenge. No call would be made, nor answered by her. She would stay were she was and watch. Stay were she was to listen to the fools call for her. Though, the challenge wouldn't end once she was found. She wouldn't follow at his heels once he arrived. She would leave her crown held high. Her deep dun orbs would stare into his own. Dune watched once more, auds perked to catch calls studs sent for her.
OOC: Ehh kinda short, havn't Roleplayed in a long while.
