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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 11:43:40 GMT -5
 Dappled Drum cantered into these lands. She was lost, trying to survive on herself hasn't worked so far. She has been looking around Arrowhead Mountains for quite sometime, never finding friends. Her curved ears flickered, listen for the sound of grass rustling or branches cracking, signs of other beings. Drum's perfectly poised head seached the lands, looking for other horses. |
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 12:01:01 GMT -5
The stag cantered smoothly into the clearing, and quickly paused before resuming his canter to observe the mares around him. Suddenly a beautiful Marwari fae caught his eye. He changed his direction and headed over to her.
Once he reached the fae he came to an abrupt halt, and quickly looked over the mare. she had a wary eye, and looked tired. She had most certianly been through something, and something else inside of Illusion spoke to him saying that she would not be thrilled at being in the presense of a stallion. Ilusion relaxed his neck and made himself look less like a threat as he spoke gently to the mare. Greetings M'lady. I am Dubbed Illusion. Could my ears be ever so graced upon hearing the sweet melody of your calling?...... He shook his head lightly to remove his forlock, to uncover piercing blue orbs gazing deeply into the fae's. His orbs were filled with emotion, and he dearly hoped that the mare would not be frightened. She had not had the happiest past. That was ovbious.......
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:08:26 GMT -5
Drum stared at the stallion. She bared her teeth and replied I am called Dappled Drum Her words spilled out like ice cold water. She looked around to see if there were any mares in this land, for she would prefer a mare's presence.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 12:22:19 GMT -5
Illusion replied calmly to the mare's bitter reply. Dappled Drum...It most certianly fit's your color, and It seems to speak your heart.... Then he looked back into the mare's orbs, and thought How can I get this mare to trust me?... He looked deep into Drum's orbs and said gently ...Dappled Drum.....Not all stallion's are bad.....I understand what you must've been through, for One of the many terrors of my life has been as a foal.....My father, was so.....very, very creul....I used all of my effort to stop him from hurting the herd members, but that only made me a target......Drum.....You can trust me....I understand that to you my words probably mean nothing, and you may believe that I am lying....but really, I am speaking, with full honesty...Not everyone is evil..... His banners flew gently in the arriving wind as he awaited her reply, which he expected to be just as bitter, despite his words, but he could not truly tell. he could only wait.......
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:25:46 GMT -5
Drum looked back at the stallion. His words hit her heart. Her orbs shone with dislike. That, maybe, could change. She whinnied trying to decieve him, I might believe you. She stared into his eyes trying to tell him that she wished that he wasn't here.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 13:22:04 GMT -5
Illusion sighed I understand you don't want me here, but I feel that I cannot leave. You are speacial, and I have never given you a reason to not trust me, for we have only just met.....You Can trust me....I just don't know how to convince you... He shook his head lightly in confusion...
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 16:27:22 GMT -5
Drum sighed, will he ever go away? She snorted and decided to play along. Okay, I believe you. What next? Your goin to woo me and ask me to join you in your terra? she sneered.
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 17:01:28 GMT -5
//[F] eel [F] ree [T] o peak [T] he [T] ruth\\
[J] u s t i c e
Justice trotted into the lands, fswishing his banner. He saw a dappled fae and a stag talking. He might as well meet them. He walked over to the pair, his crown high. He stood near enough. Greetings, I hope I am not interupting a conversation, If I am just say He smiled and nodded at the fae and Stag.
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 2, 2008 15:54:28 GMT -5
Drum whipped her head around to stare at the new stag. And what do you want? she sneered, Are you just going to try to flatter me then whisk me away to your terra? Her orbs shone with hatred.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 3, 2008 13:04:19 GMT -5
Illusion spoke calmly to her earlier question. No. I am not if by that time I have still not gained your trust. I will not do anything of the sort if I do not earn your trust. And even if you never trust me, I will always put my life at stake for you.... He bobbed his head and his blue orbs shone with honesty....
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 3, 2008 17:16:07 GMT -5
Drum looked at him. Was he really telling the truth? She gazed into his orbs, it looked like it. Fine, I trust you. she sighed. This time she was telling the hard truth.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 3, 2008 17:47:25 GMT -5
Illusion felt a slight warmness prick at him. She sounded like she meant it. And he bobbed his head in gratitude at the mare for believing him. Then curiously wondered what may have provoked the dislike that had not a minute before shone in her unique orbs. He was a little unsure whether to ask but he decided that it did not fully matter, esspeacially if it brought back unworthy memories, of discomfort...So he did not ask that, instead he asked her compassionately Drum...I would really love to just talk, and to get to know you a bit better, before I ask you to come with me to my terra, or anything. I want you to be as happy as possible. And have a well-lived life. So If there's anything you want to talk about, I would be willing, and enthusiastic, to listen and join in..... He really hoped that they could talk a little. It was always nice to get to know a mare, before asking her to take a huge leap of change in her life....His blue orbs shone with understanding, and yearning to get to know her better, to have a heart to heart talk. He hoped she would understand that he would always put his life at stake for her........
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 4, 2008 16:19:42 GMT -5
Drum understood the longing in his words I will share my history, then you can decide if you really want me to disrupt your herd. I was raised in a barn, my life was filled with joy and kindness. I loved my life in the barn. The barn I lived in was located on an island south of Florida. It was tropical, weatherwise. One day the stallion from the wild herd that lived nearby visited the barn. He broke down the fence in the pasture and stole the mares, including My mum and me. At that point of my life, I was only about 7 months old, I grew up in the herd, wishing to be free of the stallions wrath. He tortured his mares. I hated it and one fateful day I said farewell to my mom and attempted to escape. I snuck off while the stallion was hurting one of his mares, who had become my friend. I managed to escape to Arrowhead Mountains. And here I am today. Her words shone with hatred for the stallion, love for her mom, and longing for her life to be perfect. They also had a hint of mischief in them,threatening to be handful.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 4, 2008 17:09:34 GMT -5
Illusion saw no reasion, no matter what her past was to not want the fae in his herd. and she would most certianly not disrupt the herd. There was not bitterness towards mare's in her heart. Just hate for that horrid stag who had been stupid enough, to not care for others and it would most definently not bring him happiness in death afterword....He looked at Drum and said compassionately It does not matter what your past is, It matters who you are now. Drum, If you are ready to start a new life, and to forget the traps of your past I am willing to help you on the way, and throughout your life. But whether you want to forget the memories and live life anew Is entirely your own choice.... Illusion's blue orbs shone with trust for the mare. She would make her own choice. then if she wanted to live life anew, He would ask her. But it all depended on her response.....
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 5, 2008 11:01:07 GMT -5
You would not mind if I had to leave your herd? I might need a different life than the one you offer She neighed. Her tiara was held high, all the grace of her ancestors shone in her right now.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 5, 2008 17:50:22 GMT -5
I would not mind a bit. If my herd does not suit you then I will let you leave peacefully, to find a new life. Illusion said his piercing blue orbs shining with honesty. He bobbed his head and spoke again calmly So, I ask you to come with me to my terra; The Magic Mountians, and give you the power to walk through, and meet the mares to see if the life may fit you. If it does, then you may stay, if not I will lead you back and you can find somewhere else to go. If you stay and decide later that the life i offer does not suit you then I will let you come back to this place to find a new life. It was ovbious that the stag was telling the truth. he would not hold one of his mare's against their will, at his terra. his gaze never left hers as he concluded In other words, If you come with me to meet the mares and observe the Magic Mountians, It will not be a journey of claimance. So as asking you to come to me to my terra; in this situation it means only to look and see if the life will suit you to try..... Illusion faded his words off as he waited for Drum's reply.....
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 6, 2008 12:47:51 GMT -5
Then I shall come She replied and waited to be off. This land unsettled her as another stag may come and force her away from her protector.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 7, 2008 19:39:03 GMT -5
Illusion nodded and motioned for her to follow him as they walked to his terra. His banners wavered lightly, and his blue roan paint coat, shimmered, in the sunlight overhead....
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 8, 2008 15:55:08 GMT -5
Drum quickly followed.
OOC: See you there
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Post by Reflection on Jan 8, 2008 16:45:02 GMT -5
OCC: Can you make the first post?
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