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Title: Of All The Ironies....
Description: Desire x Vladimir Dracula


sassaboo - January 23, 2008 01:42 AM (GMT)
Man was I jittery, jumping up and down like you had just pumped caffiene and sugar into my veins. Why was I so nervous and energetic? Because I was walking into the breeding grounds. Oh if my mother was here, it'd take a lifetime to wipe her smug look off her face. But this wasn't about her, or anyone else aside from me and Vladimir. After becoming his Queen, I was already on my way to these lands. And in my opinion, this was a little more than just to get a foal, I was to see if it would be my pleasure as well. I didn't know if Vladimir had any foals from his past, to be honost I wouldn't be surprised if he did. So, I wouldn't be surprised if he was also seeking pleasure, and though he wouldn't be told, I was hoping he'd be pleased with me. Despite someone's desperate attempts of the herd, I would be the first of his harem to even be in these lands with him.

So, as you can see, I have a right to be nervous and excited at the same time. Another thing I was uneasy about, lurkers that preyed upon mares in these lands. I am confident I can defend myself, for one I'm not exactly a tiny mare. And if anyone did beat Vladimir to me, I'd be damned if I didn't make sure Vladimir got a hold of the brute before we left. Carefully I wandered through the long branches of the willow trees, stepping through a wall of the branches and stopping underneath the privacy of the tree. I took a deep breathe to try and calm my nerves, anxious for Vladimir to hurry up and show.

I had begun thinking a while ago, was this love? Can darks love? Well, my mother loved my father, and daddy was a dark... So was I in love with Vladimir? To be honost, I don't know...Since I've never been in love before, I guess I wouldn't know. I pawed at the ground, whickering for Vlad to help him find me in my little hide-a-way. So many questions ran through my mind, Regret had taught me several things involving this time in my life, but overall I guess I just had to put my trust into Vlad.

Spirit Dancer - January 23, 2008 02:05 AM (GMT)
In all honesty, I had never sired a foal. It might of come as a shocker to some who've known me, but I wasn't going to be like my father and blatantly rape or use vixens to bear my children. Heavens, no. Call me a Light for being such - but it was how I was raised. Sure, my half-brother was a monogamous fool; but we had the same ethics, essenscially.

And, while I was thinking the truth, this was the first time I'd ever stepped foot outside my Mountains other than to the Claiming Grounds, and the first time to enter the Grove. Even with being surrounded by the icy beauty of the mountains, I still couldn't help but envy the greenery of other lands. Would the Mountains get green, in Spring? How big would my herd be by then? More questions were formed than ones answered - which signaled me to stop thinking so seriously and start paying attention to where I was going. It didn't take much time to relocate Desire's scent and redirect my path to follow it once more.

As the drooping branches of the willow trees brushed my shoulders gently, muscles instantly tensed up. I would be ready to tear apart some ignorant fool who would dare try and get to Desire before I could. Call it over protectiveness or natural instinct, but if I came too late - I could garuntee any Divine Power that there would be blood spilled across the emerald grass and the Groves wouldn't be so silent anymore. Shaking my large diadem to rid such malicious intents, black rimmed audda flcikered forward at Desire's whicker. Within a few, slightly longer, strides, I covered more ground to make it towards her. Concern was etched into coal chasms as I scrutinized her for any signs of mishap as I neared.

"Desire, did you make it here alright?"
The words came out, concern matched its equal partner in my coal chasms as my gaze turned to scan the surrounding treeline.

sassaboo - January 23, 2008 02:26 AM (GMT)
My thoughts were broken by Vlad's approach, causing me to jump slightly from a mixture of my nervousness and general surprise. I gave him a small smile, though it was weak. "Yes, I didn't have any signs of other stallions either." From what I could tell, most of the scents were pretty old. Well, their had been one that made me nervous earlier, but it trailed off in another direction than where I had gone. Well, he was here. Now what.

I was scared. I trusted Vlad, but that couldn't stop my fear. What if I didn't end up with a foal after all this? What if there were problems with the foal? Or if I'd be a bad mother? God, what if I ended up like my mother? No, there was no way I was going to let that happen. At that very moment I swore that I'd never be like my mother to my foals.

Spirit Dancer - January 23, 2008 11:06 PM (GMT)
My concern ebbed away, slightly. Generally, I would of relaxed from her positive remark - but the weakness of her smile made me worry slightly.
'There's no need to worry. Everything's goning to be okay.'
Again, with the honesty - which I'm pretty sure would be annoying to some by now - but even I was worried. I was worried that when I did become a father, (if not now, then later on), what if I became my father? I had to keep reminding myself that I had used my father's horrid ways as an example. An example of what I didn't want to become.

Atleast, if the Gods smiled upon us if things went the way we wanted, maybe our child wouldn't inherit my 'disease'. Yes, that's what I was calling it now. It was a disease; a threat to every being that was within a 10 foot radius whenever I went into a 'episode'. Along with the thoughts of my father, I silently prayed to the Gods for luck. Something I never imagined myself doing.

"Tell me when you're ready, m'dear, and we'll get this show on the road," I commented, chuckling softly at my own remark.

sassaboo - January 24, 2008 02:55 AM (GMT)
I smirked at his comment, over time my confidence growing. But in the back of my mind, that little fear was still hiding. Growing more anxious, I walked in front of him before stopping to look over my shoulder at him. "Waiting on you, slow-poke." I grinned playfully, taunting him lightly by flicking by tail against his chest. Ha, I hadn't used the word slowpoke since I was a filly....

*We now interupt this program for a special announcement from your elevator music*

Lalalalalala.....Dooooododododada..... -dances-

Spirit Dancer - January 24, 2008 11:46 PM (GMT)
[x] lawl. xD

*Shuts off elevator music and replaces it with a Utada Hikaru song* [/x]




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