.Washed Up.

[deme]

Once a stallion roamed the land near this island, a tall Shire stallion, The Undertaker, and now his last foal was here, in search of a home. Her father would go on about the beauty of the lands, entertaining her imagination and filling her sleep with peaceful dreams of the mysterious land.

Her childhood was a bad time, food had been scarce but Undertaker took care of her well, finding food for her and letting her eat as much as she needed without caring for himself. Despite his old age he died only recently, when he should have gone years before. The last request he'd asked of her was to find the lands and try to find a home. She took his request to heart and did as he asked.

The waves lapped against the shores, a peaceful sound to the swimming draft's flutes, her long legs plowing through the cool water. She swam calmly to the shoreline, chocolate eyes bright in the soft light, narez flared as the scent of other's wafted through the salty air to the bay and white mare.

A smile flitted across her face as her large daggers touched the sandy bottom, head rising as she whistled into the air, haunches lowering a little before pushing off the ground to send Demetria flying through the air before landing further along the shore inland. Her hide shivered, long mane and tail dripping the salty water as she made her way even further inland, whinning again before slowly and hesitantly laying down.

Her eyes flicked from object to object, slightly ringed with white showing her slightly nervous behaviour. A soft sigh escaped the large draft vixen, slowly relaxing enough to be calm and enjoy the beauty of the island.

[zozo]

<sup>It seemed this land was forever growing, thriving and blossoming about her, yet far away. Oasis still didn't feel part of this land anymore, still onged to just make a clean break, and be free. But would life be worth living if it oculdn't be beside Windago, and Aurora. A smile tainted the moonwashed kissers of a dainty Appaloosa as pillars gently caressed the golden sands. Emerald pools never left the rippling green waves of the sea, the hues seemingly painted with the same brush. The shoreline seemed quiet, this could be the perfect moment for her escape. But then again, could she really tear herself away? Really, leave forever? When daggers first tainted the grains after her lengthy departure, her resolute had been strong, determined to flee once more as soon as possible. But, then again, maybe she had plotted her own downfall from the start?

Anyway, she was here now, for how long was Fate's guess, out her Oasis's hands. Tiara shook as talons gripped harder 'pon the uneven surface, the sands ever shifting, as unstable as the varients of life itself. Voids tore from the ocean to gaze up the shore line, beneath the Hot Bright Eye's gaze, as slowly she was eaten by the envious Lunar Goddess. GAze landed 'pon a chassi, emerging like a nymph from the waves. Suprise faltered her gait, always one to percieve from a distance, not rush in full throttle. Completely unlike the fiery Aurora. And so she and the polka dotted one made the perfect combination. Opposites attract after all.

With a sweeping gaze of cranium, t'was confirmed another equine was not emerging to greet the new fea. Nares painted the story of a dove, for if t'was mascu, Oasis would have disapeared in a moment. The Appy angel was the former Queen of her isle, and so the inner compulsion to greet newcomers spured chassi to advance towards the foreign minx.

Dial bobbed with a gentle whicker, she new t'was not comfortable to be left alone, and as Oasis had nothing else to fill her time...
Scythes gripped the grains to a gentle halt, lyrics flowing harmoniously. As if scripted, yet still with meaning

I be Oasis. May I keep you company whilst one of rank arrives to take you under their wing?
I promise you these lands are worthy of residence, and current issues are mayhaps slowing the process of a greeter to attend to you.
Windago, the current lead, should arrive shortly

The dotted vix managed to viel the passionate emotion that ecentuated her emerald chasms as labrums whispered the dubbance of the inky stallion. Still in turmoil over her feelings and reality.

Oasis took the time to futher let gaze sweep over the other. Chassi heavily built, yet still dainty. Age had not caught up with the mare. A gentle giant, Oasis felt she found it easy to trust the loyal draft's. And t'was easy to spot the twinkle and slight nervousness in the orbs that belonged to one of youth. Her stance was of some distance, not wanting the vix to feel intimidated as she was settled 'pon the earth. Time and space to rise if she wished, always considerate was the polka dove.</sup>

[deme]

The dame had just drifted into a light sleep before the thudding of daggers upon the sand woke her. Soft chocolate pools watched the figure advance before she slowly stood up, shaking her massive bodice.

Diamonds sunk into the sands, plume flicking her quarters softly. A step was taking forward slowly, passages extended as they inhaled the scent of the femme who graced her with her presence and calling.

My calling is Demetria.. And yes, you can stay here with me, I don't mind.
Windago... I seem to recall his name from one of the stories my father told me.
He's been lead for quite some time hasnt he?

Something about the spotted mare eased Deme's nervousness. Demetria smiled kindly and relaxed her tensed mucles, flutes pricked towards the dame.

[. Merr my muse has officially died .]

[Meg]

.+.I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.+.

The mighty steed of midnight graced the lands with a might step and an iron fist. Long, curly onyx tassels danced on his thick boa as he strode to them. He was taller them both, but the draft mare reached a height close to his own. He gazed down on them, a small smile played at his lips as he looked lovingly into Oasis's orbs. God he loved her!

With a small touch to her shoulder, he greeted the one he would always love, he knew she would shrink from his touch, but it was worth making up for his mistakes of the past. With a grunt, he looked upon the draft youth. Yes, she was young, he could tell by looking upon her hind.

He circled her, something about her reminded him about a friend from a long time ago. Circling with smooth, liquid steps, his long tassels dancing and his banners flying he proceeded to circle and investagate her. Stopping before her, he looked into her orbs, his deep chocolate ones looking deep into very soul.

With a magically sweep of his onyx colors, he bowed low to her. One long foreleg stretched out and the other tucked into his chest as he brushed his plush to the sand. Rising once more to his towering height, he smiled a warm smile. He was just a great teddy bear anyway.

"Welcome, fae. I am Windago, stag of these islands. This, as you have met, is Oasis, my hopeful dove. What is thy blessing? And..."

He paused. Undertaker. That is who she reminded him of.

"And what is thy bloodlines?"

He asked polietly. He stood next to Oasis, knowing she heard his words, 'My hopeful dove.' They still rang in his auds. How could he say that? Cause it was true.

.+.If you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... lie...[/sub]

[deme]

[. *knaws on meg & oasis's posts* you both are better then me - had to say that lol .]

Auds flicked towards the lucid knight, a dagger shifting restlessly beneath the large femme before she dipped her dial to the hessian.
Chocolate pools gazed at the stag, remembering stories from her father and placing the name and look of this stallion to the one her sire had mentioned long ago.

Tis a pleasure to meet you, Windago, my father mentioned you in stories when I was a child.. My name is Demetira.

Pausing, her orbs cast down to the sandy floor as Windago had bowed.

My mother I barely knew, but my sire's curse is.. Was, The Undertaker.

Her gaze softend, memories filling them before smiling warmly to the ebon Lead and the spotted femme. Her pools became lost beneath her long black forelock, creamy white tresses waved gently in a soft breeze and flicked against her nape, while her long black plume flicked against bay and white painted flanks.

[. Hmm.. I'm rusty... *Hasnt RP'ed in a long while.* .]

[zozo]

<sup>Emerald pools were cast earthwards, counting the endless golden grains that strethced forever more along the shoreline. For mind was too overwhelmed with the many riddles that fate had threw in the Appaloosa's path. Not the best company for a newcomer to the Tropics, but a presence none the less.

A saviour appeared 'pon the horizen, luckily for the draft vixen, before she became irked with the dotted silent ghost fea. Oasis lifted tiara, flutes flicking to attention and voids shedding the veil of deep thought. Polka dot bod relished beneath the touch of the inky hellion. Voids never wavering as Windago circled the pair in a pure fluid motion. Transfixed. Audits twitching 'pon tiara as the brujo circled about the spotted dove.

Oasis absorbed the leader's reheared lyrics, music to her auds. Not quite understanding the tune he linke with her dubbance
My hopeful dove.
Hopeful for what?

But now was not the time for questions, Windago had a new member to settle in the tropical realms of the island. Sinew settled in time with the stallion as he settled beside her. Now her duty had been complete. Maybe t'was her time to leave? Crown bobbed to the draft mare, a warm smile directed to the vix. She knew that Demetria would fit in well, and in time, their friendship could flourish into something great.

Physique turned slightly, directing into the foliage. T'was nothing against either of the beings and their company, directly. But now things were under control. Oasis might slip back to the shadows once a few more formalities had been passed.</sup>

[deme]

[. *shall wait for Windago to repley* Murr I like you'r posts Oasis .]

[Meg]

.+.Sincerity's in
So don't you sound like you mean it.
Hold back your breath
In a year no one will even care.+.

He smiled softly, his gaze still lingering on Oasis. He barely heard what the other minx was saying when Oasis turned to leave. He stepped before her, and smiled gently back at Demetira for a moment. Looking back at Oasis, he looked down at her with soft, loving eyes. Gently nudge placed on her shoulder.

"Stay. I need my queen by me when I accept the fae she found. Please, Oasis."

His eyes were soft. He just wanted to be in his queen's presence, to love her as he accepted this new mare. Stepping back, he kept eye contact with Oasis, but stood by Demetria. With a playful smile, he looked back at Demetria.

"Yes? Your father, The Undertaker, I knew him well. Um..He spoke stories of me? Wow.. It's nice to meet you Demetria. Do you wish to lodge in these lands with us?"

He said softly, playing along to a conversation. He liked Demetria, she was a strong femme like Wynne. He liked having more draft friends like himself. He didn't like always being the huge guy. Though he always stood slightly taller, only one horse had stood taller then himself, Denzien, stag of the outlaws. That was it. Now that he was dead, Windago stood taller then all the rest of the horses, at least that is what he knew.

.+.When the hook sets in
And this all ends.
I'll wish it never began,
Oh I will die without the attention.+.[/sub]

[zozo]

<sup>Her quiet passage was suddenly blocked by a muscular wall of ebony. Dial bobbed heavenwards, audits flicked back 'pon crown in shock as Windago suddenly glided before her. Dagges engraved etches behind her, lifting tiara until her emerald pools were on a closer level to his hazel spheres. Being so close to his sinewed physique not only made her cranium spin with the tantalising musky scent, but boa had to arch for gaze to meet anywhere close to that of the charcoal giant.

Thorns caught his baritones, and resumed their original position. Though flicked backwards once more as she registered his false vocals. She was not a Queen, and never had she had any use. But never would come the day when her lithe bod could overpower the Freisan mass of rippling muscles, a power frightening at first, but as their relationship grew to love, t'was the symbol of her security. Te feeling of being cradled like a newborn babe whenever beside Windago. Not more of a captor, yet not a fiendish one.

Pillars locked out the gap between herself and her love, so not to proclaim her melodies to the newcomer. Whispered hissing broke the litho, as still the brujo did not accept the fact that she was not of any rank

I am not a Queen, yours or anyone's. And I play no role in the welcoming of strangers. Merely a presence until a being with authority could accept the maiden.

But Oasis stayed, not willing to cause an embaressing scene before the draft vixen and hopefully new resident. As well as unable to break through the barrier of Windago's chassi. Settling in the group, beside no equine in particular, and sending a gentle and hopefully comforting smile towards the fea dubbed Demetria, harks listening to Windago and his apparent connection to the newcomer. Dubbacnesa that meant nothing to her memory.</sup>

[Meg]

-waits for Demetria-

[deme]

Harks pitched forward, listening intently to Windago's words. Chasms looked into his eyes, then into Oasis' own. A grateful smile was passed to the mare before turning her full attention to the lead stallion.

I would love to stay here.

Nape stretched out as Demetria took a step forward, reaching out and nuzzling Oasis lightly.

Thank you for staying with me until Windago came.

Her long plume whipped against her haunches, a soft smile was given to both before she turned a bit and nipped at some grass near her scythes.

[. Very sorry for the shortness. x.x

And sorry I hadnt replied, I got sick tues. and havent been able to really get on much .]

[Meg]

His heart slightly ripped like a paper heart at Oasis's harsh words. He bit back the pain that showed in his eyes. Turning away from both mares, he didn't need a newcomer seeing his sensitivity towards Oasis and thinking he was weak cause he loved her so much.

Biting back the cracked speech of pain, he spoke in response.

"Yes. Um. I have more buisness to do. Stay, get accustomed with the other mares here, there are many that wander about. Once you find Aurora, you will be put to the true test by her. Love her and respect her, no matter what. That were all the other mares mistakes in the past. That is all the help I can offer you then providing you protection and a home. Good day, ladies."

With his words softly spoken, he took off up the hill with speed and nervousness. He was too sensitive, damnit! He needed to put his heart in an iron cask so her words wouldn't pierce a hole too often in it. Even if those words were too simple to cause pain. Even if..
[/sub]

[meg]

[[grr..I didn't want that to happen..]]

[zozo]

(I'll change it gladgly if you want!
I've had my turn, caused enough trouble, I won't get in the way of your little plan!

What do you want her to do?
Stay and be slightly irritated, perplexed?
Go off and sulk?
Or think he's being silly?...

Name it )

[meggypoo]

[[Well I don't want her thinking that she needs to leave. Maybe think he is being childish, and have her scold him a little. Hehe..]]