{felt a lost place to call my home

[Asp]

Asp had no magical powers from which to hear anyone's thoughts but her own overly cautious, sometimes twisted ones. And she supposed the ribbed horn that grew from her face. Still, the way the mare looked at her with all the curiosity and perhaps the smallest amount of fear put Asp on edge. Her ears flicked back and she shifted her weight in an effort to shake the odd feeling that crept over her. The brown eyes narrowed just slightly and she snorted towards the moonlight mare. "No, I am not. But your home is no longer home...my home is no longer my home. We are here now...wherever here is..." Her voice drifted off as the sight of another appaloosa emerged from the shadows. She watched this new stallion, shifting her stance to meet him head on instead of giving him any sort of opportunity for anything too devious. Pointy end towards the newcomers. Asp knew how to use the weapon that was mounted in front of her face, make no mistake about that. He was too quiet, almost as if he was hiding from someone or something. Again Asp's ears flick back, this time staying back demonstrating her annoyance and her distrust of the spotted black creature. There was something laughing at them all in those crimson eyes, with a voice that dripped with venom instead of friendliness. Asp could feel herself drawn to it, and yet repulsed all in the same large breath. Yet before Asp could address the stallion that made her tingle and her thoughts run ragged, another appears. Almost as silently as the stallion. She snorted, wondering if this land ran some sort of game with newcomers. Torture them first to see who would survive? Well, Asp would not shrink from a blow but would come back with ten. Let them test her. She watches this new mare adjust her wings, her spotted legs reflecting in the moonlight that she held more in common with a leopard than a horse. But who was she to judge? Already there was a mare who attracted moonlight to her like the moon attracted moths. A slithery spotted demon with eyes that glowed in the dark like a rabid dog. Annoyed with the lack of knowing who exactly she was dealing with all the way around, Asp almost growls, "I would like to know precisely what both of you think you can offer, since you seemingly would like nothing more than to address the fact that neither of us have homes." She looks at Ouija in that moment, staring head on the red eyed demon. She then shifts her gaze towards the mare, "And you seem more intent on foiling his plans than any true interest in us. Perhaps we'll leave you to whatever vendetta you have against him." She spoke for the moonlight mare, if only because she appeared to have frozen in fear? Disbelief? Asp wasn't sure but the way the mare kept looking towards her developed a feeling of protection in Asp. It was a rusty feeling, but one that she recognized.

@[aglæca]
@[ouija]
@[tantalize]

(Sorry, I thought Aglaeca's first post was her talking because....I apparently don't read so well. Just to be clear, Asp has no telepathic powers)