Title: Just An Ordinary Mare...
Description: ...Or so you thought
sassaboo - October 29, 2007 08:06 PM (GMT)
Have you ever felt that you were unlike anyone else? That you would never fit in, and people laugh at you behind your back while calling you a freak? Yeah, I know a little something about how that feels. I feel it almost everyday. Which is why I have been looking for this rumored lands for mythicals and equines with powers. Perhaps there I will finally meet someone, maybe several others, that will accept me and not be paranoid around me.
I mean, I can't stop my gift, it's not my fault I was born with it. And when I happen to see a spirit, or as some may call them -ghosts, they typically don't leave me alone if they know who I am or realize that I can see them. So I help them, that's usually all they want. I help them cross over, mostly helping them solve their unfinished business. Sometimes they want me to send a message to somebody, and once I do, they go into a light. I haven't seen any spirits lately, I've been so focused on finding that land I heard about. This is quite a beautiful land, I must admit. But something is off, something tells me that this is wrong. This can't be the right land, but if it's the only way to go...Then through the land I must go.
Nares widening to sniff the air, it seems safe enough. And it's peaceful, yet a bit too quite. I guess after seeing ghosts all my life, I'm paranoid too. Feeling something brush against by boa, I jumped, startled. Catching my breath I realize that it's just a willow branch. "C'mon Mel, snap out of it. Everything's fine."
Horsegirl - November 3, 2007 12:03 AM (GMT)
The brute loped along the well-worn path. As he cantered he sniffed the air for any mares that might have been so unlucky as to stray into the land without a mate. Such a pity. That left room for studs like him to come and take advantage of them, before they could go find another mate who they would love. Ugh. He hated the thing called love. When you loved someone, they could at any time turn around and hate you. Then you've got no one to love. That's what happened to him. Love, then heartbreak. Loss. Hatred. And movement to the dark side.
But there...a scent! A mare, alone, with no traces of other stallions around her. Perfect. He smirked. Just a pity, that both of them were there, with no one else there. He increased his speed and went up to her.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little mare, here in the Grove by herself. Didn't your mother teach you that it's dangerous to come here alone? But don't worry. Good old Black Onyx will protect you." He trotted a few steps closer, seeing what she would do, not wanting to risk getting injured or anything.
sassaboo - November 3, 2007 12:42 AM (GMT)
I jumped at the sound of the voice breaking the silence, my auds flicking back at the sight of the approaching brute. He was quite a bit taller and larger than me, and I had an uneasy feeling engulf me. Stepping back as he came closer, I looked around for a quick escape, but none came to me as my thoughts blurred with panic. It was as though a dark spirit had just made itself present everywhere at once, haunting from every direction.
((Sorry for it being so short, don't really have much muse for rping this... Just kinda want to get this board over with, ya know?))
Horsegirl - November 3, 2007 12:51 AM (GMT)
The brute smirked and stepped closer. "Scared, are we? Don't worry. Everything'll be okay, as long as you just stay still." On the word still he lunged, going behind her, spinning around, and mounting her. He grunted and sank his ivories into her tassels, trying not to let her buck him off like the last one did.
sassaboo - November 3, 2007 01:17 AM (GMT)
Oh God! What do I do!? I freaked at the weight of him, but the brute weighed too much. Tossing my head, I felt my mane tug sharply. Stuck. Well, at least I was not in season. I had less chances of conceiving a foal for this monster. But my eyes widened to the possibility of having to carry a foal for this stranger. A stranger. He doesn't even know what I can see. He doesn't even know that we are not alone. He probably doesn't even know of the young lady staring at him, not helping me feel any more comfortable. I sensed another spirit, hidden, like a child or something. But glancing to the mare, she was not a pretty picture now. As though she took a terrible fall, and she seemed to be glaring at him, yet almost smirking at the same time. How long has she haunted him? Hopefully I won't have to see her again after today, spirits have a thing with not leaving me alone after they know they've been seen.
Horsegirl - November 3, 2007 06:45 PM (GMT)
Onyx smirked through a mouthful of hair as she tossed her head once, then was still. Probably feeling his weight. He flicked an aud curiously as she focused on something, but he disregarded it.
*do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do. do, do, do, do, dink! do-do-do-do-do........*
He dismounted from the mare, his work finished, and turned so he was at a right angle to her. Looking back he said, "I'll be around when the foal comes. See ya." And he trotted casually off into the forest.
sassaboo - November 3, 2007 07:18 PM (GMT)
I stood there with my jaw dropped, staring at the spot that he had just wandered off as though leaving from a friendly chat. I gulped once, guess I hadn't been breathing for a while. Tears welled up in my eyes, before they fell down my cheeks. The mare I had seen was still there, watching my cry to myself. /Your not his only victim.../ She muttered, before turning away to follow the stallion she was haunting, trying to cuss him out- useless since I was the only one to hear her. Still sobbing to myself, I continued on towards the lands I was searching for...