She's a l o v e r b a b y and a f i g h t e r

[♥ A R i E L A]

Da.n.i Califo.r.nia
Who k n e w the o t h e r s i d e of you?
W h o knew that others d i e d to p r o v e
Too t r u e to say g o o d b y e to you.

When you grow up a few miles short of hell, you never realize that there might be something better out there until you get there of your own accord. Oh sure, I've dreamed about a place like this. Key word being 'dreamed', like while I'm sleeping kind of dreams But I've never thought that it could actually.. exist. This place, there's horses here who aren't within days of starvation, who look happy, who aren't being raped every day or beat up. Here there's hope I guess... but I've never really realized that there could be hope for me too until now. Yup, if you haven't figured it out my life has pretty much sucked. I won't say why, cause that doesn't matter here and now. All that matters is that this place isn't a wasteland where horses kill each other for food and shelter and mares. So maybe I've got a chance here... if I can settle myself down.

So, as I walk into this land, the lush green grass a soft padding under my mud-caked hooves and the sun warming my back, I'm smiling a little because I know I've got a fresh start, a new chance in this place. My dark brown optics gleam with anticipation, and I toss my head, giving a little buck of excitement and hoping no one can see in this hella-embarrassing moment of joy here. I just can't control myself, if you can ignore the cheesiness of that.

I'm here for love. I've never really, truly believed in true love, it's more a myth to me, but I can give love by itself a chance...
Love. It's such a strange thing- it can be painful and betraying and heartless at the same time it's beautiful and perfect and dream-like. I don't think I've ever been in love before.. or maybe I have and I just never realized it. In fact... I'm sure I have... Russell... I have to stop thinking about him. He's dead. Gone. I clench my eyes shut, trying to get the agonizing memories out of my head trying to forget, but how can I? His eyes are just as wide and blank as if it happened yesterday, glazed over, eternally unseeing, and the one thing I never gave him, oh god I could've given it and I should've but how?

I'm here to find love, not get sick over old memories. I have to forget about this, I have to think of someone new. I rise my head towards the sun, my cream colored tresses floating in the breeze. Stopitstopitstopit, you can't think about him! I was here to think about someone else, wasn't I? Someone new and perfect, someone who I would give my life to, someone who would make my heart beat a little faster when I heard his voice, someone who I would know what he would say before he said it and he could tell by my breathing what I was thinking. Someone who would make me think that maybe true love did exist, someone who I didn't have to think around, where I could just be me, Dani, and even if I acted stupid he would still love me and stay by me. Someone who would follow me to the end of the earth, through hell and back and never complain once... and as I was thinking all this, only one word came to mind, dark and painful, tearing at me heart and refusing to leave... Russell.

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[Thanos]

Who can blame those who hurts? Who can blame those who don't care? Doesn't matter if someone dies, right? Wrong you stupid idiots, I care, if that makes a difference to you. I'm sure it doesn't know but if you ever, ever hurt one I love or call a friend you better know what your in for.

Oh, excuse me. Were you listening on my little rant? I hate it it when people are so idiotic as to asume that others are all lower then them. We are all equal, all the same, inside that is. So what if we are different sizes, colors and genders. That's what makes us uniqe. Great, I'm at it again. I'm being sappy aren't I? Oh well, might as well get to what I was here to do, that would be to find another herd - or family - member. In fact I see one now.

She is quite extrodinary, though she looks like she just stumbled out of heck. I could tell by the mud caked onto her hooves. That didn't matter, she hadn't been beaten too far down, she could be brought back up. I felt a smile creep onto my maw as I watched her buck with a joy of what might of been from getting out of the place she had come from. Suddenly she stopped and seeled her eyes shut, maybe she had been through more then I first expected. She seemed to be in pain, though it was not physical pain, couldn't be. It was a worse pain than that. What? You don't think there is a worse pain then that? Oh, there is plenty worse. That worse is emotional pain, like the pain I suffered when my entire herd had been slaughtered by my own brother.

Yes, I have been through much to, but unlike some I didn't turn my back to the world, instead I faced it and kept my good disposition. I would not turn into what my brother was, and so I never did. I'm still the same as I was back then. Maybe older and wiser but other wise the same. Yet I had a scar from the battle that I lost my herd to, on my right shoulder is a long and deep gash. It has never healed properly, sometimes the pain comes back and reminds me of those days. Of the happiness, then the sence of betrayal, the loss. I don't turn from it though, I don't shut it away. It makes me stronger in a sence, besides, it is good to remember the ones you lost, but it is best to only remember the happier times with them. What would make them happy to recall as well. I even recall when my brother wasn't the way he his now.

I heard the call of the eagle above, distracting me from my thoughts and the mare. I raised my head, blue eyes sparkling. It seemed to tell me to get on with it and to go to her. I chuckled to myself, quite a pushy thing yet so magestic...

Oh, going to her, yes. I shall. I started down the hillside toward where she stood, neck arched, head high. Long and high trot-steps carrying me forward. I felt my muscles ripple underneath my coat which was as black as ebony and shon in the day light. I stopped a bit before her as not to frighten her before bowing slightly.
Hello m'lady. I am Thunder. May I know of your calling?
I asked, my voice rumbling from me, rich and deep. I kindness shon through me, I inexpressable joy and even deeper then that a sorrow. The sorrow was hard to pick up from me though as it did not bother me much anymore. I had a family now, maybe not what was there before, but something wonderful all the same.

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Da.n.i Califo.r.nia
L o o k i n down the b a r r e l of a h o t metal 45
Just a n o t h e r way to s u r v i v e

I raised my head and lids flew open to gaze upon a tall, stalwart black stag, his sky blue eyes gleaming in the sunlight as he bowed slightly. Geez, either someone had taught him a few too many manners or he's a little bit of a suck-up. Ick- I hate suck-ups. Manners I might not hate so much If I had been taught any, but too late for that now. Ah well, he seemed nice enough, I had to at least talk to him or I would seem just as rude as I had hoped people never thought I was. if that made any sense to you. Anyway, I look up and smile slightly at this stag, just trying to be friendly while I try and decide what to say. What comes out isn't cruel exactly, just kind of sassy and maybe a little obnoxious.

I'm not your lady, and I hope not to be anyone's lady, thank you very much. By the way, where'd you learn the royal-speak?

Oh, nuts. Why do I always make such a d**n fool of myself? Just when I'm deciding what to say and sound halfway normal, some crap comes out and makes me sound totally retarded. Typical. Just as I feel the blood rushing to me face, I look down and try my hardest to act like I've just found a very interesting but of grass that desperately needs my attention and that Thunder or whatever his name is will have to wait. What to say, what to say, what to say? How the hell cal I make myself sound normal after that?

Um... crap, sorry about that... I didn't really mean it, sometimes things just kinda come out before I have a chance to actually think about them. Sorry. But I did mean the part about the manners.

I raise my head again and try to smile sweetly, but of course I probably look more like I've eaten something gross for lunch. Oh well, he's just a stallion. Stallions usually turn out fairly clueless- and even though we mares spazz if we say one wrong word it's probably easier for them to understand if we sound stupid. you know, the whole common language and it takes one to know one deal. Anyway, compared to some stuff I've been through this is nothing. I've killed a horse, no matter how much it makes me shiver and want to puke to think about it, and no matter how much it wasn't on purpose, I've still done it and this is nothing compared to that. I've lived for weeks without eating, days without water, I've betrayed one of my truest friends... but the thing is, I only did all that to survive.

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[Thanos]

The wind rippled through my mane before haulting, returning the weather back to a fairly warm day. My crimped mane fell back to me neck but enough about me, the mare was speaking.
I suppose you are not my lady. Just when you get used to one thing it is hard to change to another.
I said with a laugh, then her question came and my ears perked.
I learned most of what I know from my father-.
I spoke without thinking, yes the last lesson I had had been minutes before his slaughter. I shook that off as her words flowed foward again.
I know what you mean, and don't be concerned about saying something wrong. I've already made the same mistake with another.
He said with a slight smile.

Why was I remembering so much with her? Was it just the way she was? What she said? It shouldn't matter, I was just worried I would say something wrong to her. Maybe I was also worried that she might bring back bad memories of the past, but none of this I showed now. Now was not the time to remember, rather to make new memories. I thought for a moment, still she had not told me of her name.
Excuse me for persisting, but, I still do not know what to call you.

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Da.n.i Califo.r.nia
She n e v e r know that there w a s anything m o r e than p o o r
W h a t in the w o r l d does your c o m p a n y take me f o r?

I smiled a little, and before I knew it I was laughing a little. This stag seemed so... serious! But, of course, it was rare that you found a horse still sassy and bright after everything I had been through, and perhaps Thunder had been through hell and back too, there was really no way to tell. I remembered Sayble's voice clear in my auds and so honest... Treat everybody as if they are fighting a battle of their own, because 99 percent of the time they are... I'd tried so hard to follow her words, but sometimes it was just too hard.

Should I tell him my name? It certainly seemed like the right thing to do, and I highly doubted he would hurt me with it, but... Oh screw it Dani, just tell him! You're getting paranoid, you know. I was getting paranoid, wasn't I? Geez, I needed to loosen up a bit. Smiling up at him, my brown optics gleamed as I spoke, by voice full of it's usually sass.

I'm Dani California... but since that's like, uh...

I paused a moment, thinking.

Oh screw it- it doesn't matter how many syllables it had but too many to say easily, so just call me Dani.

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[Thanos]

It's a pleasure to meet you Dani.
I said after she spoke, neck arched as always. I seemed so regal like this. It was weird, but I couldn't help it, being born with such a position. Seemed some liked it, some considered it high breeding. You know what? Screw high breeding, we are all the same when you get down to it. Yet all different. Ah things were to complex. Things were never what they seemed.

When I was young and my father alive what was so was so and what was not was not. Now it seemed so much different then it was way back when. Things that were so were nearly so and things that were not were nearly not. Such a world, how did you figure it all out?

Enough of this figuring out the world thing, if the world wanted to be figured out the tiniest foal would already now all about it. What fun was there if you never learned anything through out life?
What -might I ask- has brought you to the arrowheads Dani?
I asked kindly, as that was my way, the way I had been brought up.

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Da.n.i Califo.r.nia
Who k n e w the o t h e r s i d e of you?
W h o knew that others d i e d to p r o v e
Too t r u e to say g o o d b y e to you.

I smiled at his words, it was just so weird, all his fancy manners and funny ways. He had his neck arched in this funny way that made it look like he had a cramp or something, but it was probably just the way he had been raised, like he said. Anyway, I wondered if it really was a pleasure to meet me, or if he was just saying that cause he had manners. And of course, thanks to my big mouth, I had to go and say that out loud.

It is really? Or are you just saying that?

Stupid me and my stupid big mouth. Why didn't I just tell him why I was here? Then again, I'm not so sure why I'm here myself. I guess it's cause I needed something new, a fresh start, but why I'm in the claiming grounds? Looking for love, I guess.... if it exists. And if I could stop thinking about Russel, maybe it would.

Never mind what I just said. But honestly, I think I'm here to find love... and because the place where I was before was well... terrible.

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