Callbear
Vengeling
Sidlet
To do list: 1. Wait for tonight.
2. Try to take over the world.
She had waited... oh yes, had she waited, and watched, and noted, and waited some more. She had studied, and practiced, and perfected her crafted chore. But it had been worth it, for the day came she felt ready as if she were called. As if that beautiful goddess (Potion) that aged her had appeared once more to direct her towards the proper time and place. Obviously, Potion had not appeared, and, obviously, there had been no tutelage since the mysterious mare had graced them out of infancy. Callbear, however, had taken a liking to wondering what the mare would have done in certain situations. This was one of those times. Callbear knew it wouldn't be easy to get what she wanted but she had to start acting on her plans. Spring was the perfect time to make a move, there were babies, and merriment, and a general joyfulness that she could masquerade behind. She knew it was time, there was no need to wait any longer.
The cool spring winds licked at her mane pulling the gold hairs into her eyes before flicking them away. Callbear's dark eyes turned to her brothers who talked quietly about... whatever they muttered on about when she wasn't around. She silently watched them for a moment before turning to them and calling them to her. "Come brothers, it is time." Sidlet turned his head to the side curiously danced across his features before he allowed the thought to emerge, "Time for what?" His short attention span was enough to make her head spin, so she shot him a look and flicked her tail at his face as she turned away from them again to glance out into the distance again. "Vengling, do something about him... I can't deal with saying it again." Vengling's silver black body came up next to Callbear's purely black one, leaving the gold spotted frame of Sidlet to be left in the background alone. "Sidlet, the same thing we do every day, try to take over the world. Let’s not irritate sister so, come now"
And with that, they all left the little clearing in the in between lands. Callbear led the trio into the open and across the land until their destination loomed before them. The show and cavern filled the forest. She knew the dark ones lingered there. That those who waited in the abyss did so in the shadows within the forest lands. She had watched them, the nameless and shifty she knew they would wait within and she knew she could gather them, and that they would work in their favor. They would be open to her whims, or at least that was her impression. It seemed the better route than trying to fake it and take over some other lovey-dovey herd.
Callbear made no sign of stopping when she reached the border of the forest, and a quick glance made it clear her brothers were with her. All three held heads high like they belonged. In Callbear's mind they did, if she was going to command these misfits she must play the part. It was logical. Their stature wasn't threatening, but it dared someone to stop them; to tell them otherwise.
It was quite the image, their gold embellished bodies, and ice blazes, and all three a shade of black moving through the desolate lands, Call at the head and Vengeling and Sidlet behind, they moved through the land. She made no intention of stopping her tour until someone forced her to, or she found her first dark-clinger. She would have her way or she would wreck havoc on any and all. But why stop her? She wanted what they all wanted, she was sure of it.
@[Kirin]