My Own Reality

[krickette]

Soft grass bent readily beneath ivorn daggers as the mottled siren made her way quietly through the terrain. Sapphires poured over the lands, seeking out another soul. The lands held a strange aura for the femme, but she chose to ignore it as best she could. Dial tucked gracefully towards her bod as she leapt forth, a sudden burst of foalish energy rushing through her. Back pistons fired out, striking the air as she made a quick turn. Limbs stretched out, covering more ground than they had in a while, chains flowing carelessly behind. Hinds pulled in beneath her, sending tufts of earth about her. A happy snort escaped, as she brought herself up, shaking the dust from her coat. Dial raised high, scanning for others. Coat was stained slightly with the debris of her many travels, loose tassels tangled slightly, some bits containing twigs or other artifacts. But past the dirt of the surface, she was a pure heart, a gentle spirit, but a powerful opponent.

[Disiro]

Grey coating reflected gracefully, as the warm sunlight warmed the stallion's bod. Powerful muscles revolved rhythmically through his hide. Amber orbs glistened in a giddy sense of pure glee. Irises glittered over the lands that lay outstretched ahead of him. His nares flared out slightly, allowing many powerful scents to filter to his cerebrum where he analyzed each of them for a potential threat. Of course he was a neutral, so no scents to his disliking. True he was more a light than a dark, but every once he had his moments. He was almost like a metamorphic creature. Depending on the situation and the equines he was around, it was very hard to tell what he was exactly. But his heart truly lay in peace with the lights, and he would fight along side of them like he would his brothers. An amused laugh rumbled through his acoustics pleasantly as he allowed the sound to float through his facade and echo through his attentive auds. His nares inhaled again as he caught a scent that he hadn't picked up before. His auds stood erect, as he decoded the scent. It was a mare. No overpowering stench seemed to rule over it, so maybe the maiden was of his own alliance.

He picked up a slow lope, staying alert to the equines that were around him, both light and dark. His orbs ran over a dark brute, his dark gray coat dully hiding from the sun's intensity. The stag only glared his way, his onyx orbs penetrating Astral's own with a fierce eerily wave. His spine shuddered involuntarily, but a stead y glare was shot back to the stud. The scorched brute seemed to snarl, but his facade did not move. With a slight uncertainty, Astral noticed that his orbs had given away that motion. His orbs filtered over the stag's, a long slash over the brute's left orb. Without slowing his pace, Astral quickly floated away from the stud, but made sure to stay alert incase the demon did decide to attack. The brute remained lodged in the stud's mind, but was soon brushed aside as the mare's scent grew stronger. She was ahead. A soft nicker filtered from her muzzle, A louder more vibrant whinny emerging from his as he stopped ahead of her. His crown lowered slightly in respect as his vocals soared from his facade, into her attentive auds.

Hello my fair mistress. My blessing is Astral. May I ask of yours?

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His vocals were kind but steady. His orbs floated over her bodice, a slow smile reassuring his positive intentions. Hopefully she would be willing to become part of his lonely herd.[/size]