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[fuchs]

Life sucks ass doesnt it? Well not for her, she got ever little damn thing she wanted. But right now she was currently out in the cold, only because she chose to leave her home. The smokey black tobiano mare shook her head and grumbled, looking down at her dinner plate sized hooves. They where a nice peach and slate colored, but they sure as hell left their mark on anybody and the ground. Her gray eyes looked for anybody and or everything. She felt like she should be the damn center of the world and there was almost nobody here to watch her. The anger was burning in her body already, she started to make a tiny amount of fire and send it straight to the landscaping around her. She was pissed off, only because she felt like doing something bad. She wanted to watch this place burn, only because it was how she felt at the moment. Her body was burning hot at the moment and the sweat was poring off her body. Her double sided mane looked like a curly, wavy huge mess. She shook her head and looked around with her gray eyes, she was starting to watch a lot of the things around her burn. But they where also kinda hard to burn because everything was so damn green. It pissed her off, but she had also worn out all of her starter fire powers. So there was no way for her to make any more fire, so she figured she would just start knocking things over or try too. Daggers went flying at anything and everything from the tree's to the brush's to anything that was on the ground. Right now she was in a rage, but she didn't honestly give a damn at all. Not even if she burned her own self.

[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] The forest was quiet other then a few thrashing sounds of birds in the trees. The wind was calm and cool. It wiped my mane to the side like a flag that I held up in the air for all to see. It was something that not many had. It was to bad that so many did not have lush manes and tails... I looked around my surroundings. Scanning everything then walking away. I headed to the small forest where the mares gathered. Maybe I would meet someone new? I can't know everything. I just get lucky sometimes. My hooves talked onto the soft grass, sinking into the dirt and slightly slipping on the morning dew. Water fell off a few leaves that I walked passed, wetting my pelt. They did not bother me. My nerves where numbed by the fire that I tamed and the wind that I followed. I picked up an aroma in the air. Oh, a mare. I picked up a trot and followed the smell. It was a new smell. Not a horse that I recognized. I slowed to a walk and went into the opening. I saw here throwing a few things around like she was in a spat. "Please don't hurt the forest. There is not much left of it." I smiled at her to make her calm. I don't think it helped much though. She was young. Very young. Some of these horses get their start so young. It would be hard to make it in their shoes. "You are a very young mare. This is not very much of a safe place to be walking around in. You are lucky I found you." I was aware of the monsters that dwell in the forest. I lowered my head to show my respect. I waited for her to speak. I did not present anything of what I was thinking. I kept to myself. ooc] Sorry, a little rushed. I want to go to bed. xD word count] 321 muse] great music] Anberlin

[fuchs]

Of course she was not happy and there was no way to possibly make her happy at the moment. She snorted and took another whack at a tree, before she heard somebody speak. But it shocked her really and almost caused her to jump, she almost wanted to bite them but then again this one might give her the attention that she demanded. She tossed her head and took a deep breath, before narrowing her gray eyes upon the gray hellion. Why not? It can not give me the attention that I demand. So I will make it feel the rage I feel.

[/b] she spoke as she looked at him. It was either demand the attention from something or anything for she knew no boundaries. But after a while if she didn't find that attention she would pay it no heed at all. She snorted and tossed her head again, before shifting her weight upon her stripped daggers. But the next words that came out of the stallions mouth made her shake her head. She jumped upward upon her front daggers, like she was trying to smash something. She snarled at him and shook her head, she liked the attention, but she didn't like his words at all. You are right sir, I am a young mare. Lucky that you found me? Only if you pay attention to me, I want nothing less of that. Fall short and I will pay you no heed for the rest of your life. [/b] she spoke as she looked at him. She shook her head and took a deep breath, it wasn't her fault that she was this way. It was how she was raised, it made her who she was. At least she wouldn't fall short any time soon, because she could simply move on. But she was grateful that he was walking to her, she had been a lone for too long and it had made her rage great. The poor mare didn't know any difference between right or wrong. There where no borders or anything of that sort, everything was a part of her and she expected them to listen. Because she would cast them out and never bring them back in, unless they played their cards right. Because with her epic-graphic memory she would never forget anything. So good luck getting on her good side once you've wronged her.

occ// I hope this post is a little better than the last one.
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[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] Oh great, a bitch that demands attention. I watched her movements closely. Does anyone just love silence anymore? Let your brain work like is should. You will unlock many things about yourself if you just shut up. Deprive yourself from things that you don't need. Live like you are just another life. I did not need this power. I refused to use it unless I was trying to prove a point. There is not much need for fun anymore. My life has become the dedication of saving this planet. There is no other reason for me to live. It is my purpose. Every living thing has a purpose. From the smallest string that makes everything in the universe to the infinite universe. It was all there for a reason. It was hard to believe that every thought is already thought and put into action. Does that make all our brains the same? We all just have different memories to unlock? Different barriers to pass? I believed this to be true. There was also someone that was exactly like me, and exactly opposite to me. It was not hard for me to grasp, for some it was hard to get a handle. The brain is an infinite database of knowledge. Our bodies on the other hand limit us. Keeping us in a finite state. If only you shut up, you can think about these things too. Sit in silence for a while and see what you come up with. You might knew more about yourself. I processed her words and thought over my reply quickly before speaking. "Unless you can talk to a dead stump, you are not going to get much of this forest." It was the sad truth. Not many birds or... any life lived here anymore. There might be the odd squirrel that lived in the hollow trees but this forest was almost dead. After the uncontrollable fires that struck here, there is not much left. Please don't treat the forest like a toy. I lowered my head in a slight sadness that I did not show. This forest was my heart and soul. Slowly dying inside of me. There was not much of my anymore. It is mostly now a shell that holds my mind and soul. I don't like myself for letting Zohar die. I should have never let him face the wave himself. I knew he could do it... by the time I got there, it was to late. I have been stuck in a melancholy state since. It is not like anyone can get me out of it. Mares like this one just drive me more into sadness. Trying to take advantage of the land that they live. Would you defecate on your bed? No? Then why would you in your home? A place to grow, a place to love. I could not handle much of such sorrow. I lifted my head in alarm to her reaction to my last words. I might have misused my tone. Why couldn't everyone just take me literally?! I don't understand. I am honestly telling you that you are lucky because you are. There are many stallions that would love to take advantage of a more like her. How am I different from the others that work? Different wires in the brain maybe. Maybe my brain worked more efficiently. But then some horse are very smart... maybe there is a more evolved equine out there... It is very possible. I would rather use the left side of my brain... not my right. Emotions are useless in times like these. The world might just come crashing down, and all you can do is cry. You can't pick up yourself and fight? If you have the power to move, you can run, you can fight. That is what I don't understand about many equines. Why do they not have the need to fight for their families or their homes? I dwell on to many things at once. I need to think of the task at hand. "I am sorry for upsetting you. I really meant that you are lucky. There are many stallions that take advantage of mares. I am not one of them. I refuse to pass on a dead bloodline." It was true. I spoke every word of truth, from the heart. I used a soft tone to show her that I meant no harm. I would never lie to another horse in my life. That is why I hate jokes. Just stupid lies. I listened again to her words made me slightly upset but I let it pass. "I pay no attention to ones that don't hand out respect to ones that they don't know. Maybe you should get to know me before you start to demand things. Why do you need attention anyway? Poor childhood? Left your mother to early?" My sentence ended with a little higher pitch. I raised my eyebrow to show my intrigue. I know that I was with my mother until she passed. Which was not long ago. I also did not understand the respect thing. At least get to know the other before you come down on them like a falling tree in the middle of Everlasting Earth terra. It was rude, and I did not like it. I wish that horses brushed up on a little history of my mother before they came here... but then again some just stumble here. Most cases it is the second. Then came the hard life of explaining the history. Gosh. I need a break from this. I should just run away to a cave and sit in my own thoughts. It might make me a better being. ooc] Dallas thinks a lot. Sorry. word count] 953 muse] Amazing music] Shinedown

[fuchs]

The smokey black painted mare took a long deep breath, before shaking her head. She wanted to take over every little damn thing that was here, there was no way to break her at the moment. She looked at the stallion, still quite curious about why in the hell he was here. But still at least she was talking to somebody, she wanted his attention and she was getting it. It was making her mind be blown away and feeding and ego she didn't really have. She snorted and shook her head, before looking at him. He seemed to be weird, but she sure as hell didn't know who he was. She only shifted her weight, thoughts thinking back to her past. She thought of her father and everything he did for her, but was it her fault for listening to him? She was a young child who really knew nothing and she kinda grew up this way. She didn't know any better, right now this was the only damn path she had to follow. She didn't know how to make her own, but when she did it would be a hell blazing trail. She shook her head and listened to the gray beast speak to her. His words hit her harks and stayed in her head, they didn't leave at all. Then I shall make it feel my rage until something else changes my mind. she spoke as she looked at him, before lifting a hind dagger to take another crack at a good green tree behind her. She snorted and snarled for a moment, before shaking her head. Anger was shown on her face, she was one pissed off cookie. Harks flicked backwards and stayed there as she looked at him. There was anger on her face and it was as blunt as rain on a cloudy day. She snorted and shifted her weight, wondering what he would say to her this time. Would he try and make her stop, because it would be one hell of a fight if he did.

She almost wanted to make him leave, but then again that would be selfish of her. Her mind never made since and it probably never would, she was a brain for corruption. It would take some time but then could train her how ever you wanted, but you would have to take it slow. Shaking her head before she heard him speak. Mmm...your not telling me nothing I do not know. But in a way, I was not aware of that. Being sheltered by my father, I know nothing at all. she spoke as she looked at him. She didn't know nothing at times, but then again there where a few subject's she was well on. Like being a bitch about things, that right there she could score an A + on. With harks perked forward, Fuch's listened to the hellion speak again. She stepped backwards and was fighting her self to wait for a moment. His words had almost set her body a blaze, they hit a sour spot that she would fight just to forget. Did he not understand that those who have epicgraphic memory could never forget anything, they remember every little last damn detail there was to something. She shook her head and growled for a moment, before looking at him with eyes spiteful. Left my mother to early? I guess I did, but then again I remember her dead cold body from the moment I was born. There is not one detail on her face that I can forget, the agony she must have gone threw. To respect one who I do not know, doesn't always work sir. I demand what I want and there is no other way around it. I either get it or I will pass you by. My father call's it Narcissism, something he told me that he would fill me with.

[/b] she spoke, her words where quite angry still by the time she had finished. But she had gotten serious, so that way he would know that she wasn't joking. She was brought up like this, would he dare to change it. Fuch's hark's where flicked his direction, only to wait and see what he would say to her.
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[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] There was not much sense in this mare. It was like she was trying to get at something that was not there. Something that was deeper. Something that I can't even understand. This is why she intrigues me. Something new to discover. Something not boring in life that passes you by in a few seconds... just like life itself. What had caused her to be this way? How does the mind decide the way in which it wants to speak? I know that every mind is the same, just with different paths and layers in which the spirit sees. I can be exactly like her if I wanted to be. It was a mystery... How can I know how to change your mind if I don't know how the mind works? This could be a great discovery in my own mind. How many things work without reason... the how, not the why. I needed to search deeper into the abyss of nothing and find something. Nothing started everything, so who started nothing? Did nothing start nothing? It was good to think about such things... why things happen the way they do. Or how things unfold. Like destine. With so many dimensions and parallel universes, maybe she is the kind soul that will help anyone, and I am the cranky bitch. I did not mind dealing with someone that might possibly hold secrets to life beyond my own. I disregarded her comment about the forest. It was not about that now. It was about something more. Something that this mare might be able to help me figure out. I wanted to know that cogs that turned the brain to be a different way. I wanted to know what was going on inside my mind, and hers. I wanted to know everything. I wanted to know what to do next. I wanted to save this planet from the raging terror of the elements that I wield! Why have I become what I have become? Because I am searching for something greater then myself. And until I find it, I will never know. Maybe death is the only was of finding what I am looking for. "You have been thrown into a world with many questions... and many answers. I am sad to say that being sheltered is not the best technique to raise a child. I hope that you don't follow in your father's footprints. Please, promise me that you will expose your children to the real world. To make them who they will be, and to know what they need to know for the world. They will be sad and unknowing just as you are." I loosened my gaze from her grip. I looked up and let my banner fly in the air. This mare did not deserve to know who I was. She will find out soon when she get punished for her wrongs in the end. Oh well, it is not my problem if this mare gets into trouble. It was only luck that rides on her back. She could have been dead right now. Although it would mean something to me because I need everyone that I can get. Maybe I can crack her. Maybe I can show her there is more then her life. I looked back to her as she spoke. I did not really care for what she said... it was just sad. It reminded me of my mother... I grew up with no father, so when my mother passed, I only had my brother. Those cold night sleeping with my own kin bring back memories are hardships and the times that I was a man. The times I was not scared to show my face to those who despised me. The time my brother and I would act the way we wanted with no eyes on you. Then I left. I left because I wanted to find a deeper meaning to life. One that would keep giving back to me. One that will answer all my questions... I never found it. Instead I found those stupid stones that granted the power of the elements. Even my stone, the opal, held no answers to why I am here. Why have I become her horse I am today? Then when my brother died... it seemed over for me. I no longer took comfort in the elements that I loved so dearly. It was all just broken by the sadness of my closest friend being dead. It seemed that I no longer had life as I walked the land of my mother... wanting an answer for my sorrows. Why do I need to be but though this to find my answer? Then it came to me...maybe the reason I am missing something is because I have overlooked the simple life. The simple life like this mare in front of me. One that does not care for much but themselves. They don't see the world around them. "I am sorry to hear that your mother died, but we all have your sad stories. I am also sorry that your father has raised you so poorly for the world to come. Not everything will go your own way. You will not always win. You need to realize that the world is not your oyster. To gain the world, you need to look deep into your mind and soul. The smallest things could set it off. You just need to know when the time is right. Then you can fall in love, have a family, and feel that you have fulfilled our purpose," I paused for a moment as a butterfly from the tree overhead landed between my eyes. It was a beautiful dark blue colour with black outlining. It seemed to shimmer in the light as it flew. "Can't you see that the world is tingling with life around you? Can't you see that there is more beyond your mind and your body? You need to make the world what you want it to be. It will beat you, destroy you, but you need to get back up. You need to trust in the world around you to guide you in the right direction. Don't listen just with your mind, but also with your heart and soul." I could not blame her for the respect... a lot of equines tell me that, even when I give them my own full respect as I speak. I could feel their vibes from their bodies and take in their spirit, mapping it into my brain. I would never forget a horse... maybe their face and their name but I will never forget their vibe. I now wonder what this mare is thinking. What she wants out of life. How will she get it... it is all about the how, not the why. I am trying to understand how many creatures work. How many things fit in so well. I watched at the butterfly flew over my and back into the tree. As it landed, many of them flew out together, getting spooked by the one landing. They flew in a big flock, moving together in one shape. Someone staying together, following the lead butterfly. It was one of the most magical things on the planet. Everything moves together, everything comes together to make one meaning. "You can find magic in the strangest of places." Even the smallest string that makes up everything moves in the same motion at the galaxy and everything in it. How was this designed? How was it put into play? I need to further understand the smaller parts of life before I can get the big picture. ooc] Thank you new inspirational music! word count] 1278 muse] Amazing music] The Island

[fuchs]

♥ The smokey black mare took a deep breath, before nodding her head lightly. She blinked, almost wanting to know what this hellion would do to her if she tried to attack him? She wanted his attention and had some of it but it wasn't enough. She wanted more attention then just talking, but would she actually say what she wanted? That was a huge no, because she wasn't that damn vocal. Plus the fact it was summer time and breeding was in high gear, but she doubt that she would even see a slight taste of action from this stallion. He seemed so out of it, like he was in his own damn little world. She wanted to shake him out of that tree, why and the hell must you think about everything? She shook her head and grumbled, lashing out towards him in a playful fashion. His words that he spoke, where just another sore insult that hit her harks. She flicked them, before getting a pissed off look on her face. Hark's where pinned backwards and she growled lightly at him, Why should i listen to you? she asked as she shifted her weight. Tail flicking back and forth like a pissed off cat's tail would do. She did it just because she was mad, there was no other reason for this. The anger that she had, was only because that was the only other emotion that she had been taught. She knew what it was to be content and then angry, but she didn't know sadness or happiness. It was just all a state of mine or so she thought, but what use where those emotions? She shook her head, before stepping a little bit closer to him. Harks flicked and she waited to see if he had anything else to say, wondering if he would keep going because she was already pissed off. His words where really out there, but she understood them. She didn't care for them, because they where not her way. But yet she could get where he was coming from, but it didn't mean she would change. He paused for a butterfly, which caused her to shake her head and step backwards. She watched with him, before looking at him when he continued to speak. Oh ya? Who in the hell is gonna help me? Because i can tell you this now, I've met a few like you before. But I know damn sure I can't change on my own. So why don't you just take your happy ass on, because I know you ain't got any time to help me. she spoke, a little bit of anger was in her tones.

♥So many different emotions where flowing threw her body. It didn't help the fact that she was in season, so it caused her to be bitchy. But still she didn't care what he did, she only waited to see what would happen next. Would he just leave? Because that was slightly what she hoped for, even though she knew she wasn't getting what she wanted. She wanted a lot of things, but would he even care? They where actually quite simple things, just like kids, a home and love. That's what was behind her, but she would demand a lot from them until she deemed them worthy of possibly helping her with this goal. But most of them would leave before she got that far with them, she just wanted to push them. She wanted to see what they wouldn't do for her and what they would do. Shaking her head, she listened to him speak again. His next words only caused her to shake her head, she didn't quite understand what he meant. A look of question stayed upon her face.

[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] I let my eyes fall to the ground. It was a deep fall to the bottom. A fall that I did not want to take. One that I would have to. The world will beat you down and destroy out before you know it. You will be a piece of meat for the wolf packs. I closed my eyes and listened to her words. "Why should I listen to you?" I honestly did not know the answer to that question. I did not know why I was so insane. Maybe is everyone listened to me, insane would become the sane. How our insane lives to pass as sane. It was a sick sick world love, and we are just twigs in it. It did not matter if one of us died. There would be one to replace it. I feel that I have died... I have died a lonely death and there is no one to replace me... No one will want to replace me. The richest land to the poorest desert there will be none to take on my stupid stupid self! I was such an idiot. I could never be forgiven. Not even my mother was proud of me. I knew that I was doing something wrong. I believed the lie. I let it sit and stew in my head. I know what I am doing wrong. I know it. I should be proud of where I come from. I should be full of life as I use to be. Playing with my brother in the Anonymous Air terra, watching the stars... Oh, how life has truly passed me by. I must leave something behind. I must leave someone behind to follow in my steps. I need to leave a King or a Queen with my same intention. Someone that was going to live on the great legacy of my mother. Her blood ran though my veins. I needed to live again. I needed to be myself again. To love again. Ever since my brother passed, I have had the love sucked out of me. I need to think happy thoughts again. I need to live again. My face expressed my feeling. I could not hide it. The sorrow that filled my whole head. That filled my whole soul. I could not look at the mare that stood in front of me. I was embarrassed. "Oh ya? Who in the hell is gonna help me? Because i can tell you this now, I've met a few like you before. But I know damn sure I can't change on my own. So why don't you just take your happy ass on, because I know you ain't got any time to help me." It seemed that we both needed help. I lowered my head, still not showing her my eyes. "You have bought out the truth in me. I don't know if I can help you but I can always try." I did not know what to say. The sorrow that had slammed my face was unavoidable. I knew that I was going to die soon. I knew that I needed someone to live on. I am the last one left. ooc] word count] 531 muse] So-So music] Passing Sorrow - Morrowind

[fuchs]

She knew that time would soon run out, she wouldn't have the chance to run free much longer. She knew that when she probably got tied down by a foal or by a stallion she loved, that everything would change. But she was quite sure if she could hack it, because something was making her feel sick. She snorted softly and looked at him, harks flicked as he didn't say anything. He seemed so alone, but wasn't she? They fit together alright, but they hadn't even exchanged names just yet. She had to do something, because their conversation with each other was failing. What if she changed the game? It was something she had done before, but how would he like it if she pushed. She flicked her tail lightly, before tossing her dial into the sky. Moving closer to him, her body changed it's position and she tossed her dial again. She flicked her tail, picking it up in a perky position. She snorted lightly, keeping her eyes locked on him. She soon heard the only reply he had for her, he was willing to try. But it wasn't trying that she wanted any more. She wanted a damn promise, somebody who wouldn't fail her at all. She looked at his lowered head position and came closer to him, her muzzle touching his own and trying to raise it higher. She was trying something a little bit less self centered, maybe she could try and trick him into it. It might be a little while before she would try to start pushing for more and more, but she would see. She stood there, her gray eyes where locked onto his gray frame. He seemed to be so upset about something, something that she couldn't understand. Cheer up duded, its not the end of the world. she spoke as she stepped backwards with a light laugh. It was like her whole demeanor had changed in a blink of an eye. She stood there and looked at him softly, before giving a light wicker to the stallion. She moved her head and moved around him once or twice, before she stopped on his other side. We both have bad manners you know. I'm Fuch's who are you? she asked, a slight hiss in her voice.

[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] A soft feeling hit me. It was more then less one that I could recognize. It was time for me to leave. Time for me to take away from this being and go elsewhere. I was showing to much. I would let this horse down. I was a King. Kings are to show no emotion in the presence of another. It was like the unwritten rule of rulers. I need to be strong because I am representing the whole of the land. I did not want to show much of myself in front of others. Maybe to my mate, if I had one. There was only one that I recalled... the one that I fell in love with. I have had many others after that, but they where not the same. It was like when I looked to the stars, there was only one that stood out to me. Although there are so many stars... one shone the brightest. That star... after I left her... never shone again. It was like a message from another world that she was gone. All I have to live for was taken away from me. I flicked my head to make my forelock cover one of my eyes. I did not want to reveal anything more of myself. "The end of the world is not far off you know." I flashed a look of anger in her direction, then looked back to the trees. Walking over to one, I nudged it with my head. Then turned to face her again. I lifted my leg up and stomped the ground. I was getting bored. I wanted to run. I just wanted to get out of this place. It was to closing in. I suddenly felt the world cave in around me. The feeling of being trapped scared me. "I'm sorry, I have to go. Something is wrong. I have to go." I turned my head and moved my body around the tree. I jumped as I realized there was another tree behind it. I had almost sandwiched my face into. I did not like leaving a mare like this. Maybe she will change. Maybe she will come to a better understanding with herself. Not to be so wrapped in herself. "Seek me out again. I am sorry for this leaving, but I have to go." I yelled back as I started to trot away. There was nothing wrong. There was nothing happening. I was scared. I did not know what to do with myself. I needed a break from all this. I needed to know what was going to happen. Fate is a cruel bitch. Once I know something, it is proven to be wrong by that one bitch, fate. All in good time. My mother would say. I am thinking that this hokum is just a game. A silly game that I have been put in as a player and to entertain others. How did I always find myself in these situations? I just wanted to go jump off a cliff and end this insanity. Oh mother, please help me. ooc] word count] 517 muse] So-So music] Irish Instrumental

[fuchs]

The painted mare took a long deep breath, still watching the stallion. He seemed to be a little bit upset, but she didn't care at all. She just wanted to be near somebody, to have somebody be with her. She snorted lightly and tossed her head, before lowering her head for only a moment. She didn't know what to say to him, she could only stand there in the silence. She took a deep breath, before her harks caught the sound of his words. She tried to process them threw her mind, but yet in a way she slightly didn't care. It didn't make no sense to her, how did he know the end of the world was coming? She rolled her eyes, but kept a very soft and simple look on her face. She tossed her head, thinking about all of the horses running around like crazy stupid idiots at the thought of the end of the world. She laughed to herself, before glancing at him with her gray eyes. I'd like to see the end of the world, I bet everybody would be on edge. she spoke as she looked at him. She nodded her head, before taking a long deep breath. Her tones where light and normal, slightly fixed but she was serious about it.

He spoke again, saying something about leaving. She only caught part of his words and her harks flicked his way. She turned her head to look at the gray stallion, before giving him a weird look. She stepped backwards before looking at the ground. She saw her feathery hocks, which where connected to over size hooves due to her draft breeding. She heard the sound of his hooves and then he spoke again and took off. She looked upward watching him trot away. Why was he going to leave her? She snorted and took off in a trot, extending her legs to reach a fast pace to stop him. But when she caught close she slid to a stop and opened her mouth to speak. I though you said you where going to help me? she yelled after him. She shook her head, a small tear falling from her eye. See! I knew you where like them. she spoke in angry harsh tones. She shook her head and turned her back away from him, before walking towards the nearest tree. She pressed her head into a tree's trunk and started to cry. She had thought he was going to help her, but he was just the same. She hated it, why did he lie to her?

[[Demmy;]]

[bg=0d2331][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] I was in my own world. I did not know what was going on in my head. It was like something calling me. Maybe it was bad. My eyes where closed as I trotted through the forest that I knew oh to well. Ducking under branches like second nature. I opened my eyes when I heard the pat of another horses hooves. I guess she never gives up. I thought to myself and stopped slowly. Her words where true. I was not doing that I said I would. As much as I want to go, I must hold a promise. I guess I could invite her along. The nagging in my head went on. It was stronger then ever now. "Come with me. I need your help. You will see, and you will learn. There is a bigger storm going on." I made eye contact with her for a moment but then continued with my lengthy trot. It was more then a storm, it was a war. A war of power, a war of unknown causes. It was a threat to us. Our poor mother earth was getting killed by this cause. The reason we need to fight it to calm the storms. The storms that might claim our lives. I just wanted it to end. I just wanted everything to end. Why did we get chosen to fight the storm? I realized something while the mare was still trotting beside me. "I'm sorry. I have been rude. I am Dallas, King of Clayalitay." I held my head high as I presented my title. It was one to be proud of, but one that offered little time for fun and games. "I'm sorry I lied to you. I just realized I had spent to much time here. There is a huge storm that has been raging across all the villages, and I need to gather everyone. I was simply coming though here to pass, but got distracted," I paused for a second and wondered what to say. I needed to play my cards right. "by your beauty and the potential power that you hold. Please, will you come with me and fight the ever growing storms and discover the cause of their rage?" I stopped and lowered my head, waiting for a reply. I was going to go, even if she did not want to. It was a big question to ask. Everyone would be there. I would have to summon every horse in the villages to help. It was the molding of all our powers that would become the greatest strength that we have. Many may die, but it is the only thing that we can to to survive. I cantered this time, picking up a long flout going toward the Raging Waters main village. ooc] word count] 467 muse] So-So music] n/a