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Post by nightsky on Jul 4, 2008 16:15:14 GMT -7
Have you ever touched yourself just to make sure you were still there? I have. I drift in and out of the fairytale that I created in my mind that sometimes I believe it is reality. In my fairytale I have found this little place I called happiness. I have a love, he is strong and well built but also sensitive to my feelings. In this fairytale no one bothers me. I do not get annoyed easily nor overly bored. There is always something to do and something to amuse me. Other equines don't bother to try and understand me. They also don't try and act like me. They just leave me alone and when in a conversation with me are polite instead of just 'staring' me down. In a perfect world I would not be crazy.. Man.. This fairytale is being more and more like a child's little daydream.
Could you imagine me not crazy? I would go nutty not being so nutty. Sure there are times when I act like a normal mare..But the rare times when I act completley like myself puts me in the rank of insanity.
I shifted my weight out of boredom. My hind leg now was tucked underneath me and bent slightly so that it rested on the tip of my deadly sharp dagger. My eyes drifted away and focused somewhere in the distance.
My auds flickered at the silence of the land. Your heart sways but your mind remains on a leash. It's amazing the random thoughts that pop into my head. I nodded my crown as if I felt that I needed to agree with myself. It was true. A heart sways all the time. Perhaps that is the reason why so many brutes have fallen in 'love' with me, and just as quickly out of love.
Lips parted and I began to speak. My voice was soft as if I was afraid to distrub the silence.
"Hello..?"
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Post by tiggy on Jul 4, 2008 18:31:03 GMT -7
 Dakotta stood in the barren land. It was cold, the snow at her feet whiter then her own coat. It was cold here, on this plane. Hard to breath through all the cold air. A shiver passed down her spine. The war had seemed to be quiet stail for some time. Nothing big had happened since the humans deaths, the mutations. Her own mutation: Dakotta paused to look at the feathers that adored her ankles. She wasn't sure why these weird mutation had come on, but it was still something better then the death the uprights took. The crunch of snow was comforting to her thoughts. Tyrina hadn't shown her face in a long time to her people, it made Dakotta feel worried. Would their queen abandon them? Maybe not. Her thoughts drifted on other things, like finding a stallion.
Would it be smart to look for a mate in these harsh times? Well the answer to that was pretty clear, even so, it wasn't like she would be able to gather the courgage to even look at a male. Being shy and stubborn didn't always help her. It wasn't like she would just follow some brute around to protect her. There was no way that would happen. Her blue eyes looked up at the trees. Tall and silver with the snow, they were almost as formidable as the buildings in the city. Staring down at you, almost like they were talking. Dakotta moved on. It was then her ears perked and she heard anothers voice. The words weren't decifered, but the voice had been there. Picking up a trot she let her ears stay forward as she searched for the other. Dakotta stopped suddenly. What if it was a unicorn she come across? There would be no warm welcome in that meeting. She stood there a second and thought it over. Even if it was a unicorn, no battle would happen in this world, it wasn't allowed. The battle grounds were only in NewYork. She stared up again, her silver grey coat, now dusted in snow. When she finally came acorss the mare the tension in her body eased. She was as much horse as she was. "Hello, there. My name is Dakotta." She said it with as much warm she could muster in her voice. The mare before her was handsome. Two colors marking her canvas. The browns and whites being a nice mix. Dakotta waited her reply. |
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Post by nightsky on Jul 4, 2008 18:48:22 GMT -7
Auds flickered at the sound of a creature's feet touching the snowy grounds. The sky was held many grey clouds and the lands seemed to be very dreay. This had no affect on my overall mood. I would either be nice and act like a sweetheart to the creature or I would be stubborn and selfish. It's like flipping a coin, there is a 50 % chance it'll be heads and a 50% chance it won't be. Shall we flip our coin?
Quite quickly the creature moved into my view. Her coat was the same color as the snow and she seemed to peered through oceanic eyes. Auds stood squarely on my crown as I listened to her reply. Her voice was filled with a warm tone and I felt very comfortable in her presence. Although my muscles were relaxed the rest of my body stand alert in case there was a random mood swing,
"You may call me Ghost."
I nodded my crown slightly and tried to carve her name into my head. I easily forgot names and I always seem to get them mixed up with out equines. Dakotta. It wasn't really that hard, perhaps I'll beable to call her by her name rather than just says, 'hey you!'.
"How long have you been on these lands?"
Random question but I was curious. I had not seen a unicorn yet but there were many rumors about them. Dangerous, cowardly, violent creatures those unicorns.
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