Title: [ No One's Gonna Hurt You... ]
Description: {Entering} Nellie Lovett {Neutral/Dark}
Spirit Dancer - January 4, 2008 01:35 AM (GMT)
"No one's gonna hurt you,
No one's gonna dare.
Others can desert you,
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while,
But in time, nothing can harm you,
Not while I'm around.
Being close and being clever, ain't like being true.
I don't need to - I would never hide a thing from you,
Like some.."Black rimmed audda, at their forward stances, hear my words echo back to me. Violet hued pools stare at the vast expanse of land before me, as I lay underneath a shady tree. Sable locks of my mane and tail, ranging from wild curls to straight locks from the lack of care, flicker in the breeze. My forlock drapes over my slightly dished face, and most of the slim white blaze that runs down the middle of my face to meet my charred maw.
My tail, of similar wild curls and straight locks like my mane, are splayed out in the emerald grass like a black river. My wiry limbs, black stockings with one white sock and are slightly feathered, are tucked underneath my thin frame. My face was gaunt, giving my violet pools a haunty look with the rest of my thin appearance. In short, I was well underweight, but unafriad of it. I'd been with a stallion who'd treated me right, but he was a gluttonous fellow. His eating habits led to his death, leaving me a widow at a young age, since he was much older than I was. Ever since his death, I hadn't eaten much. As if I feared I'd end up like him.
As the echoes of my voice fade away, I frown slightly. I knew I never had the best voice, but I couldn't complain. Nor could James, since that was one reason he took me as a mate. He seemed so bewitched by a voice that wasn't so grand at all - which still confuses me to this day.
Despite my malnutrition, my bay coat shines like copper from the bits of sun that fliter through the tree's canopy. Violet pools narrow slightly, as black audda flicker back briefly. This place was so quiet..Too quiet for my liking.
-FIN-
Spirit Dancer - January 6, 2008 05:18 AM (GMT)
Spirit Dancer - January 7, 2008 10:03 PM (GMT)
[x] Prodding, again. <3 [/x]
W Smack - January 7, 2008 11:02 PM (GMT)
((OOC: Beautiful, I must admit, but I only have one neuteral stallion right now, and he's only a commoner and already has a mare in mind. Sorry . . . :( ))
Spirit Dancer - January 7, 2008 11:19 PM (GMT)
[x] It doesn't matter, W Smack. =3 She's more Dark-ish anyways, because she's slightly insane. xD [/x]
W Smack - January 8, 2008 12:20 AM (GMT)
((OOC: Kay! :P How do you always manage to find the most amazing pictures?))
Spirit Dancer - January 8, 2008 12:31 AM (GMT)
[x] Alot of time and patience. xD Usually it takes me about an hour or so of searching through Google and other search engiines and stuff.
Also, I'm very picky. x3 [/x]
W Smack - January 11, 2008 09:21 PM (GMT)
((OOC: I am way too impatient for that!
Btw - I am making a new neuteral/dark stallion in a little while, so I may come by with him once I get around to making all of his details. ;) ))
W Smack - January 12, 2008 04:54 PM (GMT)
A stocky, spotted brute walked upon the empty plains. This place was even more barren than his own home. He did not like such empty places. He gazed upon the terrain, looking for any lone mare. There was only one. She was beautiful enough, sure, but was he willing to risk getting his heart broken again? He wasn't even here for "love" or a "mate". He hardly belived in such things anymore. He just wanted company, and if it had to be a mare - then so be it.
He walked up to her and said,
"Hello, my name is Allegro. King of the Upperworlds. May I ask your dubbance?" He hardly blinked as he said this. Some may think that it was a cold stare, but it was simply empty. Devoid of most emotions. His gray eyes searched the mare thouroughly, and he found no demeaning qualities. Maybe he could be happy, but he hardly dared to hope.
((OOC: It's shorter than I wanted it to be, but I'm in a bit of a hurry.))
Spirit Dancer - January 13, 2008 07:34 PM (GMT)
Spirit Dancer - January 13, 2008 08:19 PM (GMT)
Wiry limbs unfold carefully from my skeletal frame, ashy hooves digging into the ground as I heave my thin frame upwards so I can stand. We're of the same height, which didn't surprise me much - height wouldn't of mattered anyways. James had been shorter than I by a hand, so I'd grown used to shorter companions.
Despite obvious signs of my malnutrition, (a few ribs showing and hip bones sticking out), I tried to hide it. In past attempts of recollecting myself and finding a new home, I'd discovered not many brutes liked a thin mare. I didn't understand the concept - but I guess that it was whatever attracted them. And it seems seeing a few bones didn't. Violet pools watched Allegro carefuly, as if judging something. Black audda flickered back briefly, before returning to their forward stances.
"A pleasure, Allegro. I'm Nellie Lovett; Nellie or Lovett is fine."
W Smack - January 13, 2008 08:37 PM (GMT)
Allegro thought for a moment, and then said, "I like Nellie." As the light caught her hide as she stood, he saw for the first time the few ribs that jutted slightly from her small, frail body. He looked her up and down in confusion. "Are . . . are you ok?" he asked. "Are you sick or someting?"
He peered at her inquisitively and questioningly, but still emotion remained - for the most part - from his gray-blue orbs.
Spirit Dancer - January 13, 2008 09:17 PM (GMT)
I flinched, involuntarily, violet pools closing with the flinch. I'd half hoped that he wouldn't notice anything - or if he did, maybe he'd ignored it. But he noticed, and asked about it. I doubt he'd understand if I went into full detail.
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just.." I start to reply, before pausing. How can I explain my "phobia" to him so that he would understand? "Just getting through a hard time. My mate, James, passed away recently and Fate haven't favored me since then."
That would have to do, for now. Unless he pressed for more information, which I doubted.
W Smack - January 13, 2008 09:27 PM (GMT)
Allegro nodded, understandingly. "I . . . um . . . just got out of a relationship myself." Wow, who knew that such a heartbreaking experience could be described so causually? But he didn't care to speak of his own problems here. "Well, I hope you do better soon. So, would you like to come to the Upperworlds with me? You would have to give up your alliance to do so, but I assure you that it would be worth it. The lands are beautiful."
Spirit Dancer - January 13, 2008 10:40 PM (GMT)
I stood there for a minute, before violet pools reopened carefully. Black rimmed audda flickered forward, as I watched him warily.
"I'm sorry to hear," I reply, quietly. I should of seen James's death coming since he was rather old - but I never suspected a thing until he was truly dead. "I don't have an alliance, so it doesn't matter; but yes, I'll come."
W Smack - January 14, 2008 09:11 PM (GMT)
"Ok," Allegro said. "That's good." He didn't sound too excited, although his heart did somehow manage to skip a beat as she agreed. "There's only one other mare in the herd right now. She's an outcast as well. A zorse, to be exact, so the herd is already off to an interesting start." He smiled slightly, but not warmly. He circled her and nipped her rump lightly in the traditional claiming sequence. "Follow me, then," he said, walking only a few paces before waiting for her to catch up.