OOC: Sorry for taking so long. I think that Zayn should squish the butterfly so she hates him.
COTY
Assailant -- Year 226
QOTY
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
Little lies and butterflies; Zayn, any
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03-15-2016, 06:56 PM
Flamboyance blinked as she stepped out of the cave, and into the sunlight. Her mother, Raincloud, had never let her out of the cave in which she was born, because Raincloud never let her out. She had done this, not out of motherly love, but out of self-preservation. She knew that if Zayn saw Flamboyance's amber eyes, her appaloosa blanket, then she would be punished for breeding with Flamboyance's father, Below. But Flamboyance didn't know that. She only knew that her mother was keeping her from an amazing adventure; outside. She was currently playing with her new friend, the blue butterfly. She laughed and trotted along, having the most fun she ever had.
OOC: Sorry for taking so long. I think that Zayn should squish the butterfly so she hates him. he was the snake and she was the mouse, a tedious little game he played with his victims. He cloaked himself from sight, now mastered his once foreign ability the young boy was so very skilled at play his little game of snake and mouse. Yet the yearlong boy found himself ever so delighted to see her, a target within his father's own territory? Oh how delightful! Why not take a bite, literally. He weaved between brush entertained by her whimsical movements and how she was so mystified by a pathetic creature as a colored fly? Pah! It was absolutely daunting the idea of bringing horror to her amber eyes, the enjoyment as he plucked flesh from her bones so skillfully. Once again something stopped him on raining upon her parade, it was that of the mare that crept within the cave, surely she wasn't of proportions of his mother's rage. Not even barely close, he had been thought multiple lessons as a little babe, one of not to bite. But did he listen? Hell no! He was bad to the bone yet, not as fearless to enrage a hormonal mare. So there he sat, his prey lingered about playfully. As he watched her Crimson eyes peaking through the foliage awaiting for his father to find her. Something that did not look nor smell like one of his offspring, a disappointment towards the herdland. A little petite filly he would gladly pick flesh off of her bones like a vulture once his father finds her. Yes, he'll wait and he'll appear when his father finds her and, he will. He always finds them and he's always watching. WAYLAN -NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME-
03-17-2016, 05:23 PM
Raincloud, who was, until now, obliviously sleeping, woke to an eerie silence in the cave. She sprang to her feet and called "Flamboyance! Where are you?!?" Although the little filly was deaf and could not hear her, she had to try. If Zayn found out, he would be very angry at her. Forget the child, the blue roan mare needed to protect herself. She raced out of the cave to try to find Flamboyance before Zayn. She stopped short at what she saw. Too late.
03-17-2016, 05:44 PM
A sharp hoof came down on the butterfly. "No!!!!" Screamed Flamboyance. The little blue butterfly's wings fluttered once, as if to escape, but in vain. Then it went completely still. The innocent filly's amber eyes filled with tears and she sat on her haunches and began to cry. She looked up at the murderer's palomino face, into his blood red eyes, and said, sniffling, "Her name was Bluey. She was the sweetest little butterfly I ever met and you killed her." Flamboyance was screaming now. She was kicking him with her little legs and crying. He might have said something, but she was deaf and couldn't hear him and wouldn't care anyways.
03-18-2016, 04:41 PM
The boy's ears perked as his father's figure came into view, so cleverly and delecately he broke her little heart by simply snapping the fly's wings off. How cleverly and skillfully disputed upon his father's side. In the moment, the boy craftily stayed concealed as he so foolishly chuckled to himself as he watched the child kick at his father so pathetically. With little g ace the boy appeared behind the filly, grabbing ahold of her rump he yanked flesh out f her hind so skillfully. Quite like a vulture in fact. Little blood was visible upon his muzzle, as he courageously kicked the child away with little force sure to scrape up something or other. Then gallantly the boy took his placed next to his father, his frame flickering in and out in a specialized manner. Glancing up at his father, crimson eyes locked with eachother, "So, dad... How'd I do?" He puffed out his chest in pride, as he licked his bloody lips, swallowing the price of flesh clasped within his jaw. His gaze returned to the girl, and he glared quietly her once pristine coat soiled and littered with drops of blood upon her rump. What a shame really, she was such a pretty little prize... But all things gold con't stay can't they? And wether or not she would be soiled by his father sooner or later. WAYLAN -NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME- Pm if you consider any of this power play it's one of his little habits.
Raincloud stood, thinking for certain that Zayn would kill her. He asked who Flamboyance's father was, she said "I-I don't know," That was true, she didn't know. "Some stallion just came and did it." Ah, now there's the lie. She had really told him to, because she was bored of Zayn and the stallion looked....... interesting.
A sick smile grew across her lips as she listened to Zayn's terms. "Of course, Zayn. You know I intended to give the little brat to Waylan. And you know I would have killed it if it was a colt." She rubbed her blue roan body against his, and just so he totally believed her, she kicked the filly's shoulder, drawing blood. A mother who cared about her filly would never do that.
04-18-2016, 08:46 PM
He leaned on his father watching the little child being thrown about by it's own mother, he felt sorry for her. Nor did he even want her as a herd mare, she was blind injured and probably mentally retarded, he didn't want damaged goods. He glanced up at his father a roguish smile spreading across his lips,"But, dad... I don't want her. She's damaged goods." He spoke almost thoughtfully a hint of scorn in his tone, his crimson eyes fluttered about as he cloaked himself darting towards the filly and appearing once more to inspect her. "She's like my mother but, worse. What do you expect me to do with her?" He pulled her up by the ears figuratively of course so she was back on her feet, and stared at the ugly mess that Raincloud had bore to this earth, even Skyfire was prettier than she was and that says a lot considering he's an ugly son of a bitch. "Dad. I don't want her, just kill her already why don't you?" He rest his case, he wouldn't have an ugly mare prancing about his herdlands, not on his watch. He cloaked himself once more shoving the child over towards his father and slamming her to the ground, "Kill her, she''s your mistake. You allowed one of your mares to breed with another stallion on your watch." He provided the obvious evidence in his father's err, and rolled with it appearing by his fathers side once more. He knew his father had quite a temper and well, it would be easy to escape if is father couldn't see him, just bolt to his mother's cave. His mother wouldn't allow Zayn to touch her perfect little son, the only child she had fought for to protect from Zayn's wrath, and surely the little mare would do it again for her firstborn son. WAYLAN -NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME- I thought flamboyance was supposed to go, but I guess not I'm just rolling with it |
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