.hear my cry

[Meg]

<sup>[For Win and Oasis only, plez]
<sub>She thought he no longer cared for her, no? She thought he didn't seek for her comfort? She was wrong, this inkly stag sout her out, even in his dreams, as broken and distorted as they were. He wished to lay beside her in the meadow, to feel her plush softness of her skin. He wished to push against her, and not feel the tremble of hate that passed over her.

Hate. That is all he thought he felt from her. She no longer raised her eyes to his when he came to her. She skittered away, and hide from his veiw. She hated him, and it was his faulting for her hate. He had caused the sudden wrath of the alien demon to arouse in him, when he felt her banish his heart to the dust. Now all he wanted was one brief touch, one brief moment of forever loving love.

He paced to and fro, damp spot on his rump, sides and under the long, tumbling inky tassels. He was restless since she left his side. He soute her out in the woods, to find her gone. He soute her out on the shores, to find her gone.

He never had her alone. To speak with her in the silence. To apoligize for the harm his alien devil had caused. He wanted her back, but did he deserve the dove's love again? Surely not. He didn't deserve to even live, after the heart ache he had bestowed upon her.

With a soft cry, he paused, looking up at the very palm tree he had demolished over the past very months. Rising up and striking at the tree in anger for the love he had been denied. Now, he only wished to tear the tree down, as his heart had been. Snorting softly, he turned his back on it, and laid down.

This small haven. The haven of a King and Queen. Only no Queen filled it's spot, yes, Oasis knew off this place, for she had slept with him here when they still held tight to one another's hearts. And no one else knew of this land. Now he was alone. The grass was trampled down from his pacing, and rolling about in his contorted dreams. Now, he laid in silence. His breath filling the air with soft, saddned snorts.</sub></sup>[/sub][/color]

[zozo]

.x. I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it
I don't understand

Something was pulling at the fea's heart, tugging relentlessy at the spotted dove, to a secluded, special place. One where dreams had been born, and maybe if she closed her eyes, and wished hard enough, this nightmare would be over.

The fea had drifted from the golden sands, for the moment retracing lost dagger steps through her past kingdom. Every whisper of the zephry whispering of the past, what could hve been. With each translucent breath that plumed from Oasis' nares, the maiden aimed to fill her soul with strength, remind herself why she commited her actions. To save the guilt crushing her too badly.

Her pace was relaxed and gentle, dial held without a care to her surrounings, but emerald voids silently soaked up the sights of the beautiful island. In all its glory now spring had desended like a blossomed blanket. The miracle of life.

A rustle amidst the foliage caused no alarm to twitching audits, the faint cry did not register to muddled brain. And after only a moments pause, continued 'pon her amble. T'was only then she noticed the patch of midnight admist the otherwise forest of emerald and sepia. Her heart quickened as the dove recognised the bulk of Windago, and now her surroundings became suddenly sharper, and the dappled dove realised her pistons had taken her to her favourite spot. Where she and Windago basked in the light of leadership...together. Mind instantly conjured up the thought of turning, to lope silently back to the shadows, but the inky brujo seemed to be waiting. For something......or someone. That strange prickly feeling along her spine somehow pushed the femme into the certainty that the someone was her.

Her polka dot chassi emerged from the thickets, slowly advancing towards the lying steed, halting at a reasonable distance. Tiara held low, plume barely flicking, cascading in limpness to brush hocks. Unsure, but waiting patiently. Fear twisting her gut in the vunrability her broken heart had left her in, she felt like glass, barely wavering 'pon the edge of serenity. But those emotion were for the moment concealed, the angel perfectly motionless and silent. Pools directed to the turf. Wondering why she had been summoned into Windago's presence.

.x. If I'm not made for you
Then why does my heart tell me that I am?

[Meg]

.+.You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high.+.
His orbs were closed, trying to doze off into a dreamless sleep, which was never blessed upon him. Only dreams of terror, hate, and fear would reside in his sleep. No. Now he feared to even drift too far into a slumber, and awake with the demon alive once more. Only his spotted dove would put the demon to a sleep.

Father Time allowed Windago precious minutes of a bit of shut eye before his nare were filled with an earthy sweet smell of his love. His auds pricked as he slowly rose his dial from the turf, his deep chocolate orbs seeking hers as his long, curly tassels swept the earth. Grunting softly to her, he remained on the ground. His orbs looking deep into hers with a firey passion and love that she would never know.

He didn't deserve this sweet, sweet dove. He didn't deserve her. He had demolished the trust they once had had, now she would never have him back. Blinking back his hurt in his orbs at the realization, he nickered a soft song.

"Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you...
What I really mean to say,
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold to you.."

His vocals shook as he spoke. His heart was breaking all over again. He just wanted her back. To hold her close once more. Closing his orbs, he shook his dial slightly, the pain in his heart was ripping apart his feelings.

He stood, Mother Nature blessing him with the courage and strength to stand and look the one he loved and would forever love in the eye.

"And I'm sorry about all the lies.
Maybe in a different light
You could see me stand on my own again,
Cause now I can see.

I never really wanted you to see
The screwed up side of me that I keep
Locked inside of me so deep
It always seems to get to me... "

He paused and sighed. He was almost done. Touching her softly, he pulled away and finished.

"I never really wanted you to go.
So many things you should know.
I love you.
And I'm sorry."

.+.I guess for me theres just no hope.
I never meant to be so cold.+.
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[zozo]

In your book of broken hearts
You had my name now the story starts

His sweet sweet tones were music to her auds. Instantly melting the fea, moisture glistening in emerald hues. A sweet torture she wanted to end now and never stop. This love, the affection, that radiated from the inky beast, had only been coaxed out of him when he thought he would loose her. But when he had her, it just seemed to be for granted that she remained at his side. But he had made so many mistakes. And there were so many flaws in this fairytale ending. But perhaps...just maybe...running away wasn't the answer.

We’ll never be the same again I know

But what if it all turns out to be better? With them both cherishing each other in a way none of them knew of before. As his song drifted about in the dove's mind, she felt too numb to respond. Realising with a full blow how she had overlooked this tenderness. Suddenly feeling cruel with her actions, to abonden him when...he needed her. Almost more than she needed him.

I’m a victim of circumstance
I’m the one that got the second chance
One chance...that’s all I need, and I won’t let go

She shivered at his touch. Almost too delicious to describe. Like the forbidden fruit. Emerald pools were lifted from the earth, to clash with his, and become trapped in his gaze like flies in a web. A song stirring in her heart.

You lie waiting far across the sea
Wild horses could never stop me
The highest mountain ain’t high enough
I’m coming back, stolen as a prisoner of love

But such things can not sustain when pierced by mistrust. And Oasis still had painful issues she could not believe had ever occured. A vendetta she found so hard to shake off, always murming at the back of her mind. Silken velvet pressed forth, colliding with his ebony flesh, to show her love was still passiontly strong. Before melodies slipped, wavering and broken, knowing t'was not what he wanted to hear, but rather. What was needed to be said

If this...if this is true. Then why did you never come to find me? How could you Windago, replace me so easily? I heard of your new Queen, I had barely left the isle and already you had found another to so easily fill my spot.
How can I trust you?

That was the last of her courage. Much building up had had to be achieved, for such painful lyrics to be introduced at such a lover's time. Her pillars were frozen to the earth. Trapped at the hellion's side by her own dotted chassi.

Calling all dreamers, every heart broken fool
Doing what I can...but, love is cruel

[Meg]

.+.I confess, I'm just messed up,
Dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around.
And I know you dressed up
Said "Hey kid you'll never live this down.".+.

He sighed, the sweet, sweet taste of beauty before him opened his orbs even wider as he looked upon her. She was so pure. He listened to her choked words, and hung his head in sorrow for the pain that was behind them that he cause. Didn't she understand that she was the world to him?

He closed his orbs, the pain tearing at his heart. Lustful for her love, and sorrow for her hate. He just wanted her back, back in his arms to hold her from further harm of the world. She had to understand!

When you left, I was so broken that I was driven to the insane limits. Wynne helped me, she told me to look for you, to search. I couldn't leave the lands empty handed, for even Aurora wasn't here. I had to give the title of Queen to somebody before I could leave the lands. Wynne seemed like the best temporary fix until I found the rightful Queen. I gave her the keys to my domain because I trusted her, when there was no one to trust, I was all alone, Oasis.

So alone as I searched, I went to the beach, the meadow, I even ventured into the Sandy Shores because my short memory allowed me to remember a babe, Thebis, residing there. I figured you had followed him. I looked until I almost killed myself. One morn' I woke and came home to see how all was going, the trip almost killing me. To find my land in choas, and myself so weak. I just wanted to return to searching for you. I couldn't. I so sorry. I never lost hope though...

He whispered softly. His deep chocolate orbs shined love through to her. Maybe, she would come back to his open arms. Maybe she would love him as he loved her. That is if he deserved her love. He had betrayed her, he allowed himself to quit on her, just cause he was sick. How could he just leave her like that? He should have soute her out, even in his most weakest postions. He should have done it for her.

Hanging his head, all his mistakes washed into his mind. He needed to help her now, what was in the past, was in the past. He could make up the past now, through his love, he could repair things. Raising his dial to her, he looked deep into her orbs.

M' Love, there will be no true Queen Dove, until you fill the title...

.+.I don't blame you for being you.
But you can't blame me for hating it.
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her...
I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late.+.

[zozo]

I love Cinderella
'Cause every time that it ends
Somebody gets a fella
Time and again
And the moral of the story is
For everyone there's a love that fits

She knew she was so close to falling. That one word, one special touch, and she would have gained all that lost, become claimed and chained like all the other love struck fools. But then what?

But it was all
Nothing but a fairytale

They fall into each other's arms once more, rule over the Tropical terrain once more, in all their splendour. The airs and graces, joys and memories. But if the past rewrites itself, and it all happened all over again. Oasis was only drawn because of how she was almost completely ignored, feeling she was just a figurine put on a pedastel. Collected by the inky bruto like a prize 'pon a shelf. But that was not all, she was pressured by the such important role that was placed 'pon her tiara. The weight pressing down 'pon a bodice that was too fragile, couldn't take the weight. She was no Queen, not in her blood, not in her heart. If she oculd abanden her land so easily, then how could she defend? She wouldn't even be able to welcome a stag! Useless, was all she was.

Never comin' true

Emerald pools never wavered from the deep gentle chasms that were forever pulling her futher and futher into the snare. Lulling her back to the side of a charcoal Freisan. And Oasis knew. She knew that she shouldn't take for granted, nor push aside, the special chemistry that buzzled between the pair so naturly. T'was not relaly Windago she had fled from, true, she was a little irked at how she was feeling desolute, and used. Ignored after Windago had gained a babe from her loins. Thinking that was all she had been used for.

It was all
Nothing but a fairytale

Then mind flicked back, revealing a greyscale image of not too long ago, when Windago had flew into a rage. He had raised his talons to her, such anger that flew throug his veins that had made Oasis think he truly could strike out at her. She may have attempted to hide the shock and hurt, but the action had been terrifying, and tearing down the trust that had taken years to build. T'would take time againt to heal the gap, make Oasis feel not just loved, she knew Windago loved her with his heart, but fell she could trust this mighty stallion whom obviously had power over her slender Appy bodice.

Until I found you

That was now sorted in her mind, and finally, as gaze wa slocked with the brujo's, a decision was made. Daggers shifted slightly, pulling away firmly, to try and clear her cranium that grew into a fuzzy warm mush whenever she was in his great presence for so long. His aroma dizzying the fea, silken touch electrifying her nerves. Gaze dropped to the earth, a silent pray that her actions and lyrics were correct. Voids lifting with a resilience, conjured from her inner soul, that reserve of strength she kept for when the time called

Windago, I will stay, our love is not lost. Although after a certain....incident, I remain not as trustful as I once was. My trust can be achievable, if that is your wish.

But my permanent stay is on one condition. That you make Aurora your Queen. To rule beside you with as much passion as I know you have. I am no Queen, and will only one day disapoint you.
Aurora however, is strong, willful, proud and confident, everything I am not, everything you deserve, and everything Tropical Island deserves.

Dappled chassi did not falter, she would stick by her statement, for she knew t'was for the best. Everyone would win. Especially all the precious faithful followers of the herd. Creamy lock were grasped by a playful zephry, though still her gaze held strong. A flicker of determination shining through their emerald depths. Trying to hold onto reality, which was hard when her Prince was standing only a hairsbreadth from her lithe bod.

All of the same stories
All of the same words
All of them told to me
In a way I've never heard....
By you

[Meg]

^{_{.+.All the ways you make my stomach turn.
And all the long drives
With my friends blur.
And I wish I kept them inside my mind
I hide behind these words.+.}}

He knew she spoke the truth. He had destroyed a trust that had taken him years to build, and he had destroyed it in a single instant. He would try to replenish that trust. He knew she still had broken peices left, it was just a matter of putting them back together again. And he knew that he would die trying if he had to.

With that warm smile upon his kissers, he bowed his dial to her. He respected her wish. Her words continued to fill his auds that twisted and jerked at her words. Aurora? As Queen? He snapped to reality. Looking up, his orbs held hurt. No. He didn't want Aurora like that. The people of Isle loved Aurora, but didn't want her as their queen either. They wanted Oasis again. Aurora would make a strong, powerful Queen, but the people wanted Oasis, someone that was gentle, and would take the time to listen to their needs.

He gulped, but if this is what she wanted... She would always be his Queen Dove though. Always would he serve her every woe. He loved her so, and he was going to try to fit the pieces back together.

"If this is what you want, m' love, I will place it on the isle. But, you will always be my Queen Dove alone. None other will fill that lost place, that I hope to replenish with your presence. M'love, what can I do to help fix the broken trust?"

He asked. His knees were still bent into a bow to her, he was lower then her and he looked up upon her like she was High Queen. To him, she was.

.+.Why can you read me like no one else?
I hide behind these words,
But I'm coming out.
I wish I kept them behind my tongue.
I hide behind these words...
But I'm coming out.[/sup][/sub]

[zozo]

Who will be the one to save me from myself
Who will be the one who's there
And not ashamed to see me crawl
Who's gonna catch me when I fall

Mind instantly worried if her wish was in the interest of the entire island, or her own selfishness? But Oasis knew, that if she had to take the crown of leadership 'pon her tiara once more, then there was the possibility t'would not end well. And t'was done now. That was her conditions, and so the dappled Appy must stick to them.

Flutes swivelled, seeking the noises of the crimson vix, wondering of her reaction to this proposal. Before attention was caught once more by Windago, as his baritones filled the silence.

Oasis felt awekward, she had never had the upper hand. And t'was the responsibility that scared her, decision making was her worst quality. And what is the point of a leader? To lead. Maket hose decisions on behalf of everyone else. Which was why Aurora would be perfect. And Oasis knew that ranks did not determine where the heart lay, she would not be jealous of the flame-kissed vix for being placed beside Oasis' love. But be in awe of Aurora whom would rule with natural ease.

Nape bobbed, audits flicking unsurely as the great beast bowed before her humble chassi. The question slipping from his maw as a servant would address a Queen. The roles completely switched, not how they were meant to be.

Cranium, gently tucked beneath Windago's great ebon dial, pushing heavenwards with persistant nudging. Trying to rise him from his position

Nay m'love, I will be the one to bow in your presence, to be humble and downcast, where I am meant to be. And even if I knew the answer to your question, t'would not have the same meaning should yo need to be told.

A gentle twinkle lit up her emeradl pools, their fire softened and somehow pleading. Wishing him not to drag his royal chassi down to where servants like she obeyed meekly. He was strong and proud. A smile slipped from moonwashed kissers with the last of her gentle teasing. T'would not be easy. But maybe they would get there.

And if you die, alone tonight.
I'll be right, by your side.
My advice, alone tonight.
Wait a while save a life.

[Meg]

.+.You are my getaway car, a rush of blood to the head.
But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed.
You steer away in a rear view mirror, you make my head swim.
I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been.+.

He felt her gentle touch against his cheek, trying to raise his dial up to the royal postion that he never wanted. He looked into her orbs as she spoke to him, and with a gentle smile and laugh, he rolled over onto his back and then to his other side. His limbs tucked under his great bod.

Looking at her with a flame in his eye, he stood, his tassels swishing in the air. Approaching her, he laid his great dial upon her back with a sigh. He had missed her so much, like a forbidden fruit he longed to pick, and now hopefully it was ripe and no longer forbidden to his touch. He hoped she wouldn't shy from him.

"Oasis. Oasis."

He murmured softly, buring his muzzle in her tassels, tickling her with his whiskers. He nickered softly, pulling himself free from the sweet smell of her and stood back with his orbs glazed over from the passion he had for her. He wanted her to touch him back, that was all, was an attempt. For her to stretch out her palm and lay it on his. But he would wait for when she was ready.

Gently, he spoke back the reasponse.

"No, M' Dove. Neither of us shall bow low and be the servant to the other. We both have a great love for one another, why shall one be lowered then the other. No. Oasis, you don't belong at my feet. I would rather die, then see the day you crouch under my talons."

He said softly. He took a step forth, longing to stroke her cheek with his plush, but he would wait to see if she would allow him to touch her. He would fall into a forever loving love for her as he always had been, only farther if she showed that she would let him do it.

.+.Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames.
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame.
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining.
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame.+.[/sub]

[zozo]

^{Love is a rose...}

Tiara tilted to the side as she watched with an amused twinkle in emerald pools as the brujo rolled 'pon the turf. A fresh twinkle of laughter tainting the litho like the bells of Christmastime. Windago always had the knack for knowing how to mould humour to every situation. Oasis prized laughter as the cure for all ails, and knew that lately her mind had done nothing but buzz with worry. Free at last to smile.

Chassi did not waver is he rose once more, with a fluid motion for one his age. Great ebon cranium laying gently 'pon her back, as he whispered her blessing 'pon threads of woven gossamor. Lashes flicked over pitts, relishing the moemnt of security. As his crown lifted, daggers flitted backwards to concentrate better 'pon his vocals as they cut through her mist of daydreams.

A pain flickered over the soft depths of her spheres at the meaning to his riddles. For the day had past when she had crouched beneath him. Crouched not in an obediant admirer, but in terror. Cowarded underneath his flailing lethal daggers as he bellowed his fury in the form of an underworld demon. But it wasn't a demon. It was Windago, her Windago. And if she had been any other vix, could almost see the time when the great inky brujo shed crimson beneath those talons of steel. He was the last one she had expected such anger to come from, stiring the ashes of her fear Oasis had hoped she had buried long ago. They fluttered once more, and alighted a glowing splint that shone from her chasms, showing her pain, and relaying that scene when only the fear of her life had overtaken her love for the same mighty steed.

Moisture glistened as she remembered the cruel screams that he had accused her of, piling all the blame as if she was nothing but a...nuisance. A presence he was only too glad to get rid of. If it wasn't for Aurora, Oasis would be long gone, and their passionate love never restored. If it can be.

Dial remained motionless, not meeting nor yielding from his velvets as the sought the silkness of her touch. She could feel the terible vines of doubt creep from her soul to twist about her heart. her conditions had been set, and now was eager yet nervous to find the reactions of the crimson vix. Dotted chassi turned 'pon axis, dial pointing to the shadows with neither word nor action to the gentle stag. Pillars ready to move into the undergrowth, nares filtereing the litho to try and capture the scent of Aurora. She knew maybe she was being difficult. But she was not one to forget pain easily. Oasis had had her fair share already.

...a beauty so sweet yet pain as sharp as thorns.

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[Meg]

((I can't reply to this right now...My muse for Windago in this thread in fading at the moment..))

[zozo]

(That's OK!)

[cherry]

[ooc] Mkay, I read it xD [/ooc]

[Meg]

((NO! You reply. You..Chi..Plez?))

[zozo]

(It's alright. I made a new thread for Aurora)