"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
The ground trembled under his black legs and hooves. As they carried him into the meadow. He squealed and made a lot of noise as usual as he entered an area. He was never the quiet type when it came to entering a new area. He wanted to make himself known he was there. He's loved to show off ever since he was a young colt. He pranced into the middle of the meadow. Looking around seeing if any pretty ladies were around.
He arched his neck and snorted showing off alittle. Pranced in a circle. Flaring his nose, snorting loud. He galloped around the meadow his mane blowing in the breeze. He comes to a halt ontop of a hill. Overlooking everywhere, sniffing and looking for any new horses around. He found a stream and took a quick drink. He lifts his head up as water drips down from his chin. Stomping his feet shooing away annoying flies. Finding a good place to graze, he took a few bites and decided to explore.
He chased off some squirrels that got too close to him. Then found a cliff that over looked the meadow. Stood there and looked at the meadow watching for anyone.
~@~ Lightning Blue Star: Mare (Gemstone Ridge Mare) ~@~ Black Knight: Stallion
06-03-2015, 12:32 AM (This post was last modified: 06-03-2015, 12:32 AM by Lyris.)
It’s been a while since she last ventured out of the kingdom. Every since returning to the Jungle kingdom, she’s spent her time re-exploring the vast territory that used to be her home as a child. It’s been a nostalgic experience - she keeps finding little hollows and clearings that she used to play in as a young foal.
But, it’s time to branch out a little - find new experiences and new horses to irritate, and all that.
She reaches the meadow at midday, and waltzes into the territory with her head held high. No one catches her eye immediately, so she stops for a snack at the base of a grassy hill. As she’s chomping down, a tiny movement catches her eye. She looks up, startled, to see a black stallion standing on a cliff above, looking down at the meadow below. She cocks her head to the side, curious. He seems to be waiting for someone. Or at least creeping on the many horses visiting the meadow today. Why not find out? She raises her voice and calls out loudly. “Hey! Watcha lookin’ at?” She’s half tempted to send a small lightning bolt flying in his direction, but she figures it’s probably not the best way to introduce herself to someone new.
Black was standing on the cliff when he looked and saw a figure in the distance way down below. With a voice saying "hey! whatcha looking at" His black hooves and legs carried him down the cliff to the near by hill to observe closer as to who was speaking to him. He arched his neck and snorted walking towards the figure. Not sure what would be in the distance.
He approached, as he did the figure began to narrow meaning it was a mare. He looked around to see if she was with anyone, He pranced towards her kinda showing off some. Greetings m'lady, and I was just looking at the scenery its so beautiful from up there. You can see from a far. But he was wondering what brought this lonely mare all the way to the meadow. He's never had luck with mares, they were either taken away from him. Or they went with another stallion, he wanted someone of his own, to start a herd all of his own. And have a land of his own. But that took time.
I should ask you the same thing what were you looking at? She chuckled, his dark muscular body standing before the beautiful figure. His black mane blowing in the winds.
~@~ Lightning Blue Star: Mare (Gemstone Ridge Mare) ~@~ Black Knight: Stallion
06-04-2015, 02:08 AM (This post was last modified: 06-04-2015, 02:09 AM by Lyris.)
She sees the stallion’s head immediately perk up, and he leaves his rocky perch up above to join her below. He prances towards her, clearly trying to show off for her benefit. If she had had eyebrows, they would have shot through the roof. Oh lord, he’s definitely picked the wrong mare. She eyes him as he approaches, taking in the friesian build, the shining black coat, and the few scars adorning his sides. Not bad, she supposes, but really nothing to be boasting about either. He needs to get a few real fighting scars, then they can start talking.
As he grows closer, she angles herself towards him, so that he has equal opportunity to see the Amazon tattoos she bears - the traditional green vine and red flower, and her own personal mark of silver lightning. Perhaps they will make him think twice about being an idiot. Though, knowing how some stallions are … perhaps not.
Her head cocks to the side as he claims to have been looking at the scenery, though she’s skeptical. He was probably scoping out the mares below, looking for any to ‘dazzle’ and try to bring home with him. “Honestly I was just lookin’ for something new.” She snorts loudly. “I suppose I’ve found that.” Her tone indicates that her comment isn’t meant as flattery. She also supposes this is going to be a rather interesting conversation.
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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Oh dear, she's being temperamental. Poor guy's got his work cut out for him!
Her comments angered him. About not having enough scars? He knows he hasn't been in too many fights with others its because he was smarter then he looked. He would have more scars if it meant to protect someone in his family or a mare that he cared for was in trouble. A whole new side of him would come out. I am always looking for something new. Staying in one place would get boring after a while. He said with a stern but blunt response. He was always looking for a mare that he could bring home with him and start a family and herd with.
He stepped closer to this female, taking in her curves. He touched his nose to her flank to see her response. He always liked to test the new mares he came across. To see if they were worthy of him keeping. He was taken back by her body tattoos. Black learned from years of looking for mares. Don't change for anyone. If she wanted this stallion she was going to have to work for it. He can show off all he wanted but it was usually the mare that made the decisision.
I am Black Ranger, but you can call me Black if you wish. He stepped passed the mare and started eating some grass.
~@~ Lightning Blue Star: Mare (Gemstone Ridge Mare) ~@~ Black Knight: Stallion
She can tell that she’s irritated him. That would probably upset most other horses, but not Lyris. Instead her face explodes into a huge grin. She enjoys being irritating at times. Especially to show offs like this fellow. It would be even more fun o give him a little zap with her powers, but she won't resort to that. Not yet anyway. “That it would!” His disapproving face makes her want to laugh.
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Black.” She sniffs at him as he steps past to eat and she detects an unmistakable foreign scent. He’s definitely not from Beqanna. “Well you’re not from around here.” Despite being fairly well travelled, she doesn’t recognize the scent. “What brings you to Beqanna?” Probably the promise of mares and empty herdlands, but maybe he'll surprise her.
He's probably going to try and ignore her, but she's not going to let him. Not yet anyway. "And where did you come from to begin with?"
He laughed at himself to think this little mare had one on him; it took a lot to irritate him. He was new to the area. But he grew up far away. In another world someday's it seems. He had scars of the rough life he once lived. It may not of shown but most of them have healed by now. Hmm so this little thing liked to play games does she? He came all the way to Beqanna to create a new life and herd. His father was tough on him. He wanted to bring that to a herd but not be so harsh. He taught him everything he needed to know about running a herd. He circled her, pressing his nose against her pelt. Gently blowing on her skin, whispering what are you here for? hmm? To cause trouble are we? he said in a flirty way.
He brushed passed this little mare. Playing the ignoring her game. He started to graze turning his rump towards her. He grinned as he lowered his head to graze. He had one eye on her hidden under his mane in his face. He liked this little mare she spunky and flirty. He liked the mares that were sensual and flirty. He wasn't sure what he wanted with her, but for the moment he was having fun playing around with her.
~@~ Lightning Blue Star: Mare (Gemstone Ridge Mare) ~@~ Black Knight: Stallion
He laughs and she cocks her head to the side, surprised at the sudden reversal. A moment before she could have sworn he was irritated, but now he’s laughing? What an odd duck.
Her surprise deepens when the stallion suddenly starts circling her and presses his nose against her side. Her ears flick back when he starts whispering. What the hell? “What do you think you’re doing?” She stamps her hoof in warning, and dark clouds begin to form overhead. Crap, she hasn’t let her mood influence the weather in quite a while. Apparently this guy’s hit a nerve.
“Trouble?” She’s hit by the sudden realization that this stallion might be trying to seriously flirt with her. Oh lord. That might explain a lot. She had picked up on it a little when he had tried prancing towards her, but it appears that he might be trying to up his game. “You might end up causing trouble if you’re not careful.”
She gives him an appraising glance. He’s alright looking she supposes, but he strikes her as woefully inexperienced. Not just with women, but with life in general. And if he continues touching her, she might end up having to give him a rather important life lesson. One that he might not like very much.
