lonesome mare

[ashleigh04]

A sigh let out, not much more than a moan for the ebon mare was unsettled. Unsettled by missing her mate and for letting go of the lands. Everything had changed, in the place she had known so well now to a complete different land. New horses, a new lead. She planned to stay here however. They couldn't take her home.

Her footsteps creeped across the grass, as it breezed to the side and back again, she let out another sigh from her velvet. Then slowly through her tiara down to nibble at some grass. She couldn't eat as much as she used to. Much to her agony. She was always so hungry these days, but any more than a little would mean she'd have a coughing fit. She had so wanted little foals leaping about the place. But it was too last, she felt too weak, old.. pathetic.

And where was her Freedom Moon? Too long had passed since they had last seen each other.. too long.. far too long. She was sick of the sweet grass that tickled her throat, she wanted something different. But her mind never settled upon something. She gathered herself together and walked down to the small river, a good few metres a head. It was cool, and softly swollowed down her throat. It felt good. She picked up her front hoof dipping it into the calm water, she had suddenly felt so hot. And picked herself up into the water. Crashing down as she jumped.

[Denali]

((*ish totally and completely confused* wait..what did she do...?!

"And picked herself up into the water. Crashing down as she jumped. "

what?? could you please clarify? thanks. XD me and my blunt stupidity, right?))

[ashleigh04]

<lol she walked into the water, and kinda splashed about>

[Denali]

((OOOHhhh..heh. okay. Like I said, me and my stupidity, right? mmk, will edit this by tomorrow, parents are kicking me off the comp x.x))

[Denali]

[Lest they intend you harm, perhaps the strangers might pass in peace, but be wary, for thoes whom are deemed innocent of mind and making might be more dominable than thought]

Ebonite brujo had been lazily scoping his lands from a mediocre point of view when his trusty alli, the wind, brought to his mind a new scent, a mare. There, down below, though not far off. In the valley. Perhaps..she wished to join his harem, as the others? Maybe not. Well, be that as it may, he would not leave her to meander about on her own, no that would not suffice. Propelled downhill, though he was not propelling himself forth with his great sinewy haunches, his downhill momentum increased the longer he went. As the floor below him evened, his paced slowed to a steady, yet satisfyingly ground eating trot. He came upon the stream, and though bobbing his head in greeting to the mare, he first drank his fill before he dared inquire upon the fae's prescence. THough, perhaps, not all best moves, were made first by the stallion. He drank slowly, biding his time, nibbling upon the growing grass alongside the streambed, awaiting the mare to acknowledge his prescence, and take the first word, or play his little game of who can linger in scilence the longest.

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[Denali]

((okay..umm well since it's been..almost a month since I've replied, by the time the ninth comes around, I'm going to say that this is irrelevant and that the interaction never happened..))