Jezebel stood proudly at the place where her mate would reside for the meeting. She had not seen him in a long time and was acting more like a King than any other queen that had ruled the dark lands. She had decided to call a meeting of the darks for she was to find a young suitor for her young Badra. Candice and Noor were far too young.

Jezebel`s gaze moved slightly to look behind her where her young daughters stood, Candice, Noor, and Badra. The royal flickas of the dark lands. Jezebel was looking for another royal dark colt to be betrothed to Badra. Her optics scanned the crowd before her, wondering if Badra`s sire had come. She knew not if he cared enough.

((What ever has happened to Yelo by the way? =O There's like, no dark king =S))

Candice throws 'er crania in excitement, 'er velveteen raised in the oxi, 'er nares taking in the aromas of the mass of Shadowed ones before 'er and 'er family. Unable to restrain 'erself 'he half rears, 'er silvery veil flashing through the air like lightning. 'He comes back to ground silently and flicks 'er whipcords, barely long enough at the moment to thrash 'er flanks though it was growing quickly as 'he aged, it had lost it's babyish fluffness by now to be replaced by a flag that was sleek and as pale as the glow of the lune. Coming into 'erself as 'he was now, one could see that 'he would mature to be a devilishly eye catching temptress indeed, and 'he had the sassy attitude to match. 'He turns 'er gaze from the crowd to look at Badra but says nothing, then turns to face the other way and nips Noor standing at 'er side to get 'er attention,

"Is this not exciting sister?" 'He squeals ecstatically, trying to contain 'erself but barely managing to keep 'er curse hushed at all.

Noor bobbed her cran at her sisiters words, showing her pleased mood.
"Yes it is very exciting, though really overwhelming. Badra doesn`t seem to be enjoying it."
Noor said, glaring at Badra for a few moments before turning her attention back to Candice.

Noor tossed her crown so her long mane fell gracefully over her nape.
"Best we show off for the czars."
She said to Candice with a smile, before her gaze returned to the crowd before her. She noticed once more Tocker was not there, in fact it seemed as if he hardly ever was.


Badra watched the scene before her with a heavy heart. Her thoughts belonged to Aidan. She missed him so much yet was just as angry with him. She could not make up her mind and either way she knew she would still not wish to belong to another. Yet she knew he had been standing far too close to that wretch he was supposed to be claiming for his sire. Surely he was claiming her for his sire. He had promised himself to her, shows how good his promises were. Still, he owned her heart and always would.

OOC: I dunno, yeah Jezebel needs a new King if Yelo doesn`t show up anytime soon.

((Whacky O_o lol))

"He looks back to Badra, whos mind seemed to be elsewhere, and then turns to face Noor once again, nodding 'er delicate dial in agreement,

"When does Badra ever seem to be enjoying 'erself? Serious thing 'he is..." 'He whispers into Noor's audit, then rolls 'er pools in mock concern. 'He laughs smoothly at Noor's next lyrics, and flicks 'er banner flirtily, 'er gaze subtly sweeping the crowd for young, stalwart mascs before focusing on 'er sibs pools again,

"Fabulous idea Noor." 'He whickers and then arches 'er nape elegantly 'er yound supple muscles flexing under 'er pale golden pelt, 'He shakes 'er cran gently so that 'er forelock falls o'er on of 'er amethyst optics, and 'he smirks cheekily,

"We gorgeous, royal feas can have our pick of the pack," 'he begins, before raising one brow and pulling 'er sleek bodice into a pose,

"Come and get us boys." 'He says to Noor jokingly, giving 'er voice a playful sultry quality. 'He holds 'er pose for a moment before 'he bursts into fillyish giggles.

Noor giggled and tossed her crown. She sauntered forward towards her sister. Cran bent low to whisper in Badra`s sonar.

"Come now, be the life of the party. A beauty such as yerself should not be sulking, tis unattractive."

Noor said in a teasing voice. She snorted softly as Badra replied in a low snarl. Noor tossed her crown in a regal manner. She made her way back to Candice.
"The boys won`t be able to refuse."
She said with a smirk and flickered her banner in an unladylike way. If her mother had seen she would have been upset to say the least. Her smirk grew bigger as she took her spot beside Candice. She felt adventerous tonight.

(Okay does everyone have to come or just those who want to be Badra's mate? Yarraman's being nosey)

Yarraman stood at the back of the crowd, half in shadows. 'e smirked as 'is dark orbs wandered over the many hopefuls and other demons that gathered before their Queen and 'er daughters. 'e looked up at where Jezebel stood and noted that Tocker was absent once again from 'er side. 'e snorted softly and rolled 'is firey pits to the cavernous ceiling, remebering the last time 'e 'ad entered the Cavern. It 'ad been after King Legesian 'ad been murdered and Jezebel's excistance became known. The God, Erutheran 'ad been there to annouce it and Jezebel 'ad dared the demons to win 'er 'eart. 'is gaze returned to the front and flickered over the Princess' 'is smirk becoming amused as 'e watched their antics.

Pillars stepped down gently into the grass, trying not to make a sound. He stayed hidden in the shadows hoping no darks saw him. He halted between to tall tress and watched the scene before him. He sighed and lowered his poll slightly. Badra. She had run away from him without getting an explanation. Even if it killed him, Aidan wouldn’t dare let her go. The royal dark flicka had been the tamer of his heart and even as such a young age.

Soon he would make his presence known. And as a dark colt. The only one who knew him was Badra. A slow smirk dressed his maw. He was sure he could pull it off long enough for Jezebel to accept him. The fight with his sire plagued his thoughts though he tried his best to keep most of his attention on Badra.

Jezebel stood her pools scanning the gathering in front of her. She would wait just a little longer before beginning. Her optics flashed to the shadows quickly as she thought she saw something moving. She dismissed it and decided it was only a shadow.

Jezebel`s gaze moved to her daughter, Badra. She was in a poor mood and no one could seem to get her out of it. She felt a frown slowly appear `pon her facade. Her gaze moved away from her bantles to the crowd. Her smile returned as she noticed her herdmate, Yarraman, within the group.

OOC:Just those interested in Jezebel`s daughters, but if anyone wants their other charries to come as well that`s fine too

A dusted equine moved through the shadows he had sensed their arrival and decided to join them. It had become apparent the reason for such a meeting when his charcoal orbs had befallen the queen and her young daughter. A smirk crossed his mug as he thought of the devish beauty before them all. But a sudden movement made him aware of the other young fillies in the crowd. Both royal, though there was something about one of them that didn't seem quite right. Smirking once more he tossed his banner slightly, his oculars no longer on the elder femme but her younger two sisters.

The shadowed princess dances elegantly on the hard rock floor, 'er svelte daggers clicking softly, then twists 'er cran on 'er lean nape down to nip Noor playfully on the blade. 'He laughs and nudges 'er sib, glad to see that 'er flirtateous behaviour was infectious. No point being in a sour a mood as Badra when there was so many elligable young brutes congregating before them. 'He looks over the steadily growning crowd with interest in 'er bright amethyst pools, and 'he sees Yarraman as well as a young brujo up the front watching them. 'He nods and smirks to Yarraman in a friendly hello, then 'er orbs move back to focus on the charcoal ones of the other, who watched both 'er and Noor. 'He furrows 'er brow slightly in frustration when 'he did recognise 'im, and 'he then turns to Noor, putting 'er mug by 'er sister's audit to whisper so that only 'he could hear,

"Noor, who be that stag watching us, the brute down there...?" 'He asks before flicking 'er tiara in 'is direction subtly to indicate the one 'he was talking about.

Yarraman gave 'is dial an answering nod at Candice's. 'e eyed the brute near 'im carefully and snorted softly. 'e looked back up at the four royals and 'is own smirk crossed 'is mug. Some how, maybe because 'e 'ad been at their births and known them as newborns, but 'e was becoming almost fond of the flickas. Then again it may just be 'is pledge taking over. 'e looked back up at Jezebel to see 'er looking in 'is direction and tipped 'is cran once more, wondering if 'he remember 'is pledge and if it would extent to Badra's mate.

the dusky demon snorted and threw his cran lightly. he noticed the brute orb him and he snorted once more, not removing his orbs from the young faes.

opps that last one was me - on a different computer and forgot to log on ;)

The gilded filly flicks 'er dial imperiously, 'er pools not leaving the brute observing them. Feeling flirtateous, 'he gives 'im a cheeky side cocked smirk, raises 'er silvery flag slightly and lashes it 'cross 'er flanks in a seductive way, looking at 'im with 'er amethyst pools filled with fire. Seeing that 'er mother was not looking, 'he took the chance to try and communicate something to 'im,

'Want me?' 'He mouths in silence, barely a whisper of breath escaping to betray 'er behaviour to 'er dam.

the dusky stag watched the femme, orbs wide. her seduction had worked. snorting gently he watched her and focused his orbs on her silent velveteens. With a sneer he gave a short nod, his orbs locking with hers, orbs filled with a similar fire to her own. Talking a bold step forward Gluant moved closer to the femme, wondering perhaps she was playing.

Keeping 'er intense gaze locked with 'is, 'he sneers wickedly in delight as 'e responds with a nod. 'He raises 'er silken whipcords a little more and arches 'er boa as 'he feels 'is gaze resting on 'er, 'er shimmering silvery veil being picked up by a chilling gust of wind then let go to drape o'er 'er lean golden nape once again. 'He pivots around on a dime, 'er rump to 'im, and then turns 'er cran back to look in 'is direction. Still looking into 'is firey lanterns 'he takes a step towards an area shadowed by a rocky outcrop, then stops,

'Well, come and get me.' 'He mouths to 'im with a playful smirk on 'er cursers, 'er own pools beckoning 'im, tempting 'im, to meet 'er there.

'e nods his crown and watches 'er for the shortest of seconds then takes as small step backwards. Retreating slowly to the edge of the gathering 'e made 'is way slowly to the shadowed cave, keeping quiet, though not trying to hide 'imself. 'e only slunk to the shadow to keep all attention on the femme and 'er mother

Legesain entered the cave and looked around him. An amused smirk took over his facade. How pitful, there were few darks in this cavern and he was sure few of them were true darks. He bumped into something standing in the shadows he was walking through. Pools cast downward to see the frame of a small coltine. This coltine seemed to have eyes only for one of the royal femmes. He parted his librims to releash a harsh snarl. He advanced `pon the small one to let him know to get out of the way.

He snorted and moved away from the coltine. He had more important things to do than terriorize a lowly colt. He stepped into the center of the vast cave, it`s stoney walls colored green by the reflection of the sea green water, He looked up at his sibling and formed a disgusted facade. His parted librims began to form vocals for all to hear.

"I am here to relieve you of your....royal...duties Jezebel. Step down."

He said, one of few words. He went straight to the point. He looked `pon the other equine in disgrace before climbing upon the high rock. He snapped at two of the twin femmes who were moving to slow. They sped up and followed their dam quickly off the rock. Legesain smirk slightly, glad everything had gone well.

He looked at the group below him and parted his librims.

"So this is it. This is what happened to a once great kingdom. It fell with me. This is pathetic, where is Thunder hmmm? Do any of you ingrates know. No, i suppose not. You only know to gather in hopes of recieving a high position you don`t deserve. Half of you pathetic scraps of horseflesh don`t even deserve to be in my presense."

He sneered at the few equines. Surely they knew where their lord was? Perhaps not, this didn`t look like the brightest group. Legesain shook his cran in disgust. He reared and let out a scream that chilled the blood and made you stop in your tracks. The kind of scream any true dark would follow. For they would know it belonged to a leader, one no lesser than a true and ruthless dark.

Yarraman watched the brute cooly, then glanced at the enterance to see three femmoras enter, one 'is mother and a old mare, dark moon and her daughter. 'e gazed back up at the demon, scowlin' and also wonderin' of 'is sire. 'e stayed in the shadows igorin' 'is dam.

Dark Moon looked up from the enterance at Legesain, feelin' a pang of sadness as 'he remebered the sire of that demon. 'he frowned, havin' though the young brute had died in battle, yet 'he was still glad to see 'im in these dull times. 'is presonce would cause a strir. 'he watched 'er daughter as the filly shivered at 'is scream, so 'he didnt 'ave to watch Legesian yet. 'he observed that many of the dark equines 'ad not turned up yet as word 'ad only just been sent that darks must gather. 'he wished Dark Storm, 'er brother was 'ere but 'he knew 'e was gettin' too old to travel much, knowing 'is time was comin', just as 'ers was.

Boaz trotted bodly into the cavern - snorting slightly. With a twist of his had he scouted for his love epona before turning his cran to the king. His orbs had not yet beheld the demon, though the brute knew instantly who this was. Snorting silghtly at the arrival of the once deceased him Boaz turned his crown once more - looking for her

Purple orbits cast o'er the frame of an unfamiliar blood drenched stag as the golden bratess slips by 'im, keeping to the shadows out of wariness of one 'he did not know. Ignoring the goings on with 'er mother and sisters and this haughty stallion, 'he slinks down the steep side of a rocky platform, leaping at the last second to land quietly and catlike on the solid ground. With an upwards flick of 'er tiara 'he found 'erself meeting the gaze of the russet colt from the crowd. 'He smirk cheekily and takes silent steps fowards to meet 'is chest with 'ers, keeping close for a moment before veering to the side to brush right by 'im, their pelts in gentle contact. From 'er position in the shadows behind 'is haunches, 'he speaks in a sultry, feminine tone, treasured and venomous all at once to the ears of any brute.

"Now that ye have me, all alone in the dark, what are ye going to do with me handsome young masc?" 'He hisses smoothly, teasing slightly, 'er voice dripping with the scents of seduction. 'He flicks 'er silvery whipcords sharply, bringing them o'er 'is dusky hindquarters suggestively.

the russet stag watched her, his heart thumping in his chest at the closeness of the femme. pulling himself together he moved to her as she stepped aside and nipped her rump gently as she draped her banner over it.
swallowing to try and dislodge the lump in his throat he threw his head, in an instant the charming dark brute he always was he stood by her rump, orbs on her facade.
It would depend on what the dear fae called for - for as a royal fae it is my duty to do anything you wish. he hissed huskily - running his mug over her rump - his bodice pumping with desire.

From th' shadows melts a patchwork czar, 'is crown 'eld at a noble level as 'e strides somwhat imperiously into th' shadowed cavern. As 'e surveys th' shifting masses o' ebon-pelted filth th' Cursed's 'ave come to, 'is lip curls in digust as 'e watches them. They consider themselves true darks, 'e considers them worthless vermin that needs to be eradicated. To 'im, fake Cursed's were almost as worhtless as th' pitiful Sacred's, whining on about respect and love. Snarling at a fea as 'er rump blocks 'is way 'e shoves 'er aside, equines shifting hurridely to get out of th' way o' 'is bulk. Snapping fiercly at a young brujo as 'e fails to move in time 'e finally manages to carve a path through th' equines, arriving at th' high rock just in time to see a blood-swept czar remove 'is Queen Jezebel from 'er post. Smirking in amusment as 'e sees 'is rightful King take 'is place as th' sovereign o 'these lands, 'is audits swivel to catch Legesain's speech. Throwing 'is crown imperiously th' tall, painted brute strides into full view o' Legesain, and determined to be one o' a few to acknowledge th' full darkness o' th' hessian, 'e dips 'is crown to 'im, and parts 'is librims to form hissed vocals within 'is chords.

I am here M'Lord Legesain. 'e says in 'is usual sharp tones, making some effort to make 'is sarcastic lyricals sound somewhat polite. Taking a breath o' th' oxi 'is nares flare in a sharp movement, 'is breath rising in clouds as 'is colossal barrel inhales and exhales th' contaminated oxi. Eyeing th' drifting hordes o' equines with firey orbs 'e swings 'round and snarls fiercly at them, demanding they show th' proper respect for th' scarlet masc. Cocky and arrogant 'e may be, but 'e knows to show respect to those of higher position than 'im, especially to one o' his power. Turning back to 'is King 'e meets 'is gaze with 'is souless orbits and smirks at 'im, careful to lower th' usual level o' 'is crown to that o' a few inches lower than th' Kings.

+|Hue o' th' temptress flickered as 'he stepped into th' glow o' th' emerald pool, casting it a disgusted glance o' 'er ebonite ocular 'he snarled under 'er breath. Th' dampness o' th' cave was lurid it caused 'er breath to become ragid taking in deeper amounts o' presious air 'round 'er. Insite o' 'er optic caught th' image o' th' returning King. Younger than 'he 'e was, as 'he one o' th' veterans o' th' truest shadows, beheld 'im as a youngster, nothing more. Although to 'im 'e 'eld 'er respect, for 'e 'ad been kinf after 'er uncle Black Ice 'ad vanished and deceased 'is claim as king. Th' arch in 'er nape straightened upward as 'he did not address any, flaring 'er nares 'he caught 'er mates scent, that o' Boaz o' which 'er path now became directed. As 'he stood 'side 'im 'e nudged th' side o' 'is nape with 'er maw, slightly more forceful than ment, but th' gesture all th' same was o' compassionate faith to 'im. 'er ebon tresses' shook as 'he turned 'er attention to th' surroundings and continued 'er silent surveytion.|+

+|Golden hue o' th' vix seemed to disgrace 'er from th' shadows 'mongst 'er. For th' ivory background o' which these golden spots shown 'boce was brighter, not th' ashen dullness o' most demons pelts most considered it a signal o' betrayal something o' which ne'er would become o' 'er. Optics once blind now watched th' group 'for 'er, careful steps placed with a clatter 'pon th' mossy earthen floor. Slowly 'he saw no one o' concequence o' 'er time, 'he placed 'erself amidst no one, standing 'lone, glaring at no one, for there seemed no one worthy o' 'er time.|+

Legesain`s pools caught every movement of the pathetic group as they trampled into the cave. So they had heard their lord. He watched as they whispered to one another and two young ones even exchanged tones in what he percieved as lusty tones. He smirked slightly at this. Lust instead of love brought more trouble than love itself. He pranced slightly. His hoofs picking up a rythmn, slow yet jagged. Not the usual giddy and excited prance. But one of frustration and anger. His foredagger struck out at the stoney floor, allowing sparks to make it`s path.

Sonar caught the czar`s words. His pools slowly followed the sound to Thunder. He parted his librims to reply, his tone was low meant for only Thunder`s sonar.

"Go through the group here and bring me those you trust the most, those you know are true darks."

He hissed softly, his tone clearly agitated. He turned back to the group before him. He smirked slightly as they continued chatting away without care. After a few minutes he threw up his cran towards the moon that shown through the open roof. The blood red moon. He parted his librims and emitted loud vocals for all to hear. A scream of rage and anger, one that echoed in the cavern when he was through. His librims curved upward slightly as he noticed the silence that settled `pon the cave. He parted his librims once more.

"Now that I have your attention I will talk to you. I will make this short and simple because, frankly I don`t have the time to waste sitting here and explaining my motives and reasons to you. I say you do, simple as that. Why? because I am your King.... Now I believe it is time we started what had died with me. The war against the lights. We were so close before, and we can destroy them now. We can defeat them easily even without the nuetrals help."

He paused for a moment letting the news sink in. By some of the equines blank expression he knew they might need a moment or two to register this. He was afraid the older generations had taken their wit with them.

+|As th' wretch listened to th' king's lyrics 'he could not resist but sigh steadily, 'he did not doubt 'er kingdom nor that o' 'er kings po'er still th' nagging question taunted 'er to speak and now o' which 'he did,

Isn't that what they all say my king that even without help we can defeat the Sun kissers? Does thee truely believe in th' Shadows power so much that you can give us false hope? The Sacreds are not to be underestimated, they have power that we cannot know of, how can you be sure with such belief that we can defeat them on our own so easily?

Th' vix did not let 'er gaze fall from th' king, an inquiry. Pathetic 'e may 'ave thought them, truely if 'he were pathetic would 'he 'ave inquired or simpy kept 'er mouth shut.|+

Golden suductress resists the temptation to shiver at the brutes touch, and instead steps away from 'im, teasing 'im by drawing 'er touch slowly away from reach. 'He had 'im twisted to 'er will now, and 'he could demand what 'he wanted from 'im. 'He feigns thinking for a short tense moment, then presses back to 'im, closer than before.

I want ye to do a little something for me, I be sure that ye are crafty and sly enough for the task. 'He hisses, letting 'erself flatter 'im a little bit. 'He wanted to make the job sound much more like a game to 'im, so 'he continues,

I want to play a game with ye. I want ye to find out what makes me different from my sibs and my dam... I know I am different, but I do not know why. I care not how ye get this information for me, kill if need be. 'He begins, 'er smooth lyricals taking on a heavy dominant tone, but 'he managed to keep the seductive quality. 'He pauses for a second to rub 'er velvet gilded hide over 'is , before 'er honeyed song continues, a smirk on 'er lips as 'he reveals what 'is reward 'is to be,

Ye do this for me, and yer reward shall be very, very desirable indeed 'He says, 'er suggestion obvious. If 'e could find the reason for 'er difference, the thing that had haunted 'er since 'er foalhood, then 'he would give 'erself, a beautiful and young royal fae, to 'im. A most glorious prize indeed.

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Lucius, a guant figured ebony czar slinks in through the cavern mouth, pressing is way quietly through the gaps between frames of other equines, 'is boney, sickly thin body cutting through them easily. 'E pushes 'is way to the front of the ignorent pack, and looks up in time to see an unfamiliar temptress be thrown from 'er position of power. 'E cared little, bit it seemed that 'e had missed much in 'is absence from these lands. 'Is sibs death, and from what it seemed a few changes in power. 'E jumps slightly in suprise when 'e recognises the overthrower, a blood hued coltine that 'e remembered from 'is last visit in these lands. 'Twas Legesain. 'E snarls in animosity and observes the 'King' with cold, jade pools, listening with mild interest to 'is words.

So, there be a war going on in these lands now... 'E thinks, knowing that 'e had no loyalty to anyone here and was therefore unlikely to bother 'imself with fighting. 'E had already lost 'is sister, Shadow, so there was none for 'im to protect. 'E just didn't care. 'E snorts and is about to turn to push 'is way out of the meeting when a bi toned beast comes to the front. It was Thunder, Shadows mate, and the sire of 'er babes. 'Is brood was Lucius's neices and nephews, 'is only remaining family.

Hmm, perhaps there is cause to fight... 'E muses, with a brief look about 'im, knowing that in some way, Shades was close by and would always be.

Yarraman watched the two brutes closely. At the king's words of war 'is facade darkened yet 'is orbs glowed with excitment. Even 'is golden pelt seemed to flicker and 'e cast 'is gaze around at the equines with amusement of the expressions. 'is gaze eventally returned to 'is sire and the king as 'e waited for the vix's lyrics to be answered.

Sarahia followeed 'er son's gaze before turning to greet 'er daughter as the filly trotted nimbly in, gazing around.

While this has progressed three more 'ad entered silently, and a part.
Millarisan was listerning boredly for war did not usually concern vixs unless this would be different. Avoiding the maiden Summoner's gaze 'he watched the others, orbs scanning the crowd.

Arden's facade was inpassive but 'is thoughts were raging as 'e listerned. 'e would 'ave to return and tell 'is sire what was transpuiring later.

From the middle of the crowd, Colton nips angrily at the frames of equines squashing 'im from all sides. 'E winces and growls as one stumbles and nicks 'im on the fetlock with 'is dagger, slicing through the thin hide painfully. 'E flattens 'is harks right back onto 'is crown and strikes the clumsy czar with 'is hind flint, then attacks 'im with 'is jaws, 'is height allowing 'im to easily clamp them over the top of 'is nape. When the other squeals, 'e smirks and lets go, deciding in tha instant that the heir to the Dark Lord should not have to stand for this crap. 'E needed to get out of this mess, and 'e sighs in relief when 'e sees 'is father pushing through the pack, Thunder's stance standing out clearly over the other equines gathered here. 'E half rears and kicks out with 'is fores to clear a space in front of 'im, before pushing 'is way through the others in powerful bounds. 'E had inherited 'is father's height and bulk, and 'is lineage was very hard to mistake. Colton pushes through until 'e reaches the rocky crop on which 'is sire and the apparent new King stood, and with a burst of speed and power, 'e hops up onto the ledge, pulling 'imself up on the landing so that 'e did not collide with Thunders hind quarters. Away from the crowd, 'e savoured the feel of fresh air in 'is lungs before dipping 'is crown in greeting to 'is sire, then bowing low to the new King,

'Lo Father. Good evening to ye my King. 'E hisses deeply to each in turn, before excusing 'imself and moving off to the side in the shadows, orbs scanning the group for a glimpse of Illusion. 'E is interupted when an unwise commoner attempts a leap up onto the rock shelf, only to have 'is dial meet with Colton's large hooves and suffer an awkward fall back to the lower level, a trickle of crimson liquid running from 'neath 'is forelock. Colton spits at the stallion in a final warning, then grins smuggly when 'e skits backwards, quite frightened, into the crowd.

That's what I thought... 'E hisses 'neath 'is breath as 'e watches the pathetic masc disappear amongst the masses of equines. Satisfied that others wouldn't try the same thing, 'e focuses on searching for 'is mate again, finding 'imself increasingly worried when 'e did not see 'er unusual spotted pelt in the crowd before 'im.

The russet stag snorted at her words, then threw his orbs back to the royal family. With a quick nod he could see some differences between the fae before him and the twins standing with their dam. Looking back to the seductress before him he sneered.
As you wish. he hissed, his orbs following her curves. Dipping his cran slightly he moved away from her, heading at ocne back into the crowd of equines - searching for one with the information he required.

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Boaz snorted slightly as Epona entered. With a welcoming nod he nuzzled her gently before turning his head back to the King. He cared little for the Kings desire to know the true darks. What did it matter who was a true demon now. In times of peace - if this is what it was called - many were darks, many true darks. but even demons feel fear and Boaz knew once the war started that some might change sides. he threw his cran, watching the crowd silently.


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A stark white femme moved slowly into the crowd. Her buldging belly felt nothing to the imagination. The fae was to birth any day now - yet it was her desire to be here at the gathering of her kind, to attempt to erase some past from her mind. At the sight of Legesain she quivered, for it had been the King who had once attempted for her life, for something that she had known - that now had no consequence. She swung her cran to search for the one who had claimed her but could not find him. Snorting softly she stood silently, waiting.

Hard hooves made a soft clip clop 'pon the stoney ground, though could not be heard with all the commotion, as the painted vix stepped into the cave. She stayed in the back behind the other shadowed trying to stay unnoticed without any attention brought to her. Kasumi raised her crania up to let her gaze linger on the crimson king, a slow sultry smile etching it's way across her maw. She wondered slightly if he could see her from there with every other shadowed in the way, or even if he cared at all. Towers flattened to her skull with hearing of war from her lord. Did he want to go fight so quickly? War was overrated, she thought, it was meaningless. She shook her crown, shaking the thoughts from her mind. No dark thought the war was meaningless, did they? She reared up and screamed in agreement to the King's plan.

the russet stag moved closer to the front of the clan - edging towards the queen. He came within a few feet of them and snorted, dropping his cran in respect. Straight to the source of the problem
he thought to himself as he eyed the queen.
Why, demoness, do you so easily step down from your position of Queen? he asked, voice laced with evil and almost a touch of seduction. He kept his eyes on Jezebel, taking in her fine features that were certainly not of the kind of her youngest fae.

Aidan was about to snap at the large brute who bumped into him but kept his maw closed as he realized the dark presence around him. He knew it to be the King of Shadowed. He moved quickly out of the devils way. Once the brute disappeared into the cave, Aidan followed after. Towers pressed back and took each step with power and confidence. He had been watching the darks so he was mocking what he saw. Maybe, hopefully, no one would see his disguise. Once in the cave orbs quickly scanned the area for Brada. He spotted her near her dam. He cursed under his breath before pushing his way through the darks toward his Brada.


Cyanide smirked. This was great. Now Jezebel didn't have to be with scum like Tocker. She could now be his and his only. He pushed though the darks toward the once known queen. Towers flickered with the words from King but he hadn't really paid attention. Something about war. It was all the same. He was focused on one thing and one thing only. He moved to Jezebel's side, pressing his body to hers. Velvets raised to her towers and whispered huskily.

" 'ello m'dear Queen"

Gluant sneered as the second stag moved closer to the Queen. it seemed that getting close to the royal fae would prove harder than first anticipated. snorting slightly he stood silently, waiting for her reaction to it all

Jezebel watched with sad pools as her pride and position was stripped away from her in a matter of seconds. She had been replaced by her lethal and ruthless brother. Her nape bent slightly and her maw nudged her daughters closer to her. She licked Badra`s cran fondly and then nuzzled Noor tenderly. She feared her daughters would not be safe anymore. Her pools drifted towards the King as he spoke about war. She hoped it would be just the stags fighting but something told her Legesain would make every able equine fight. Her thoughts turned to her daughters and she suddenly realized Candice was missing. She nuzzled her daughters once more before stepping away and scanning the crowd for her youngest offspring.

Her attention was stolen away as she realized a young coltine was talking to her. Her gaze drifted to him as her sonar took in all that he said. Her librims parted for a quick response to be given to him.

"Ye wouldn`t understand. Legesain is ruthless and has no limits, he would kill me as soon as claim me as his sibling. Like I said, he was beofre your time. Therefore, you wouldn`t understand."

She said quickly before returning her gaze to the crowd once more. She moved off a few yards, searching the vast cavern and it`s shadows. She jumped slightly as another pressed their frame against her`s. She smirked slightly as his voice rang in her sonar, his familar scent danced `pon her pelt. She pressed her own pelt against him, her rump pressed against him seductively.

"I am no longer a queen, surely you would have guessed that."

The seductress whispered in a sultry voice. She tossed her cran and gazed at him slightly before moving away, continuing her search half heartedly. She knew too well Cyanide would follow.

Seeing the queen was only interested in searching for her other fae he turned to her twins.
I have question to ask yee two.he sneered slightly, watching the two faes with interest. it is only a short question, one that will not take any time. he continued

Badra gazed around the cavern in half interest. She was still upset from earlier. She found comfort in being near her twin. Her pelt pressed up against Noor as they shared warmth from their frames. Her cran rested in a drepressed stanced on Noor back. Noor in turn groomed her sister`s pelt lovingly.

Badra`s cran quickly shot up as she got a glance of a familar facade within the crowd. She quickly told herself that he wouldn`t be here anyway and sighed softly. Her attention turned to a sneering brat next to her. She took to her full height and stood protectively in front of her sibling. She parted her librims.

"What do ye want? Ye have no business talking to us."

The enchanting seductress snarled. Her whipcord flashed in annoyance, even show her beauty was even more obivious. A dark enchantress nonetheless, stunning when angry.

the stag sneered.
i have only one question. Who was present at your birth? That is all i ask. he asked, his sneer disappearing.

The seductress stood, slightly taken back by the question. She hadn`t expected it at all. She parted her librims slowly to answer.

"May dam, Yarraman, and..."

She paused as she remembered another. A stag, a large one at that. Not her sire however, someone else. She scanned the crowd from her dam, suddenly unsure and a little afraid. She stopped as she remembered another thing...Candice hadn`t been there. Her worry turned into anger as she looked at the coltine. She moved forward in a challenging stance. The seductress stuided the coltine, unamused.

"Why do you ask wretch?"

She snarled in a low tone. What made him want to ask that particular question?

Cyanide spotted the other stag close. He snarled at him and kicked out warningly. No stag would ruin his chances now. His attention quickly was brought back to Jezebel as her rump was pressed to him. He extended his nape as she began to move and nipped her rump a bit harshly. Pillars extended out to follow her; she would not get away from him this time. He briskly trotted forward then stopped in front of her, smirking.

“Where do ye think ye are going?”