The young masc blinks back tears threatening to press through 'is stormy azure pools and rises 'is gaze to meet Illusions unseeing one, "Ye be right Illusion, 'he has gone to a better place and is at peace. We grieve only for our own sake, for we have lost a mother and a mate, but 'he will always be around to watch over us, follow us in the whisper of the wind, catch sight of us from our own reflection in the water....'He is not gone from our sides." 'E says calmly, looking from Illusion to 'is sire, then letting 'is oricles fix on the form of Tybalt sulking 'neath the twisted boughs of a tree. 'E calls loudly for 'er, "Tybalt, come back down here now!" 'E roars, 'is tones a bit stiff and angered.

The lassina catches the call of 'er brother and 'he stands on 'er slender limbs and two beats back down to the group of equines. Casting Thunder a wary glance, 'he decides to halt on the other side of Colton, putting 'im between 'er and 'er adoptive sire.

Ashen brute watched 'is son as 'e struggled to cope with 's raging emotions. Lashing 'is scarred flanks harshly gave a sharp snort in approval o' 'is wise lyrics. 'e 'ad inherited that from 'is dam, 'er wisdom was enviable. And 'e 'ad inhertied th' power 'o stength from 'im, a trait considered worthy for a shadowed one.

Audits flickered at 'er sons roar 'e snorts in laughter at 'is fartherly antics 'ward Tybalt. Giving a snort o' welcome to Tybalt as 'he reached them 'e noticed th' strategic positioning o' 'er frame.

OOC: Hmmm, I have no muse, I really don't like this post

The bratessa flicks 'er short whipcord in slight discomfort, feeling unable to lock gaze with 'er father. 'He lowers 'er delicately sculpted dial closer to the heath and snorts curtly back to 'im in response, looking, with great determination, at 'er svelte daggers as 'he scuffs them 'gainst the bloody geo idly.

Colton looks knowingly between the pair, and rolls 'is orbs cynicaly, 'They are more alike then they seem to think... 'E says to 'imself, throwing 'is dial to remove 'is forelock from 'is vision. 'E gives a sharp snort of derision and plods off to stand closer to Illusion, 'is hoofbeats plain and loud so that 'he couldn't feel snuck up on. 'E exhales loudly and out stretches 'is boa and muzzle to meet 'ers, making gentle conact with 'er before withdrawing. 'E was testing 'er reaction to 'im, seeing if 'is feelings for 'er were reciprecated.

Tybalt sqeals in objection as Colton moves away from 'er side, and 'he dances unsurely on the spot, giving 'er sire a sideways glance with pools that showed a little bit of fear. 'He knew exactly what 'e could do to an equine, and quite frankly 'he didn't want it happening to 'er.

((It's ok Freedom, I forgive you lol.))

OOC: Lol - thats good :P

BIC: 'e nickered a short goodbye as Colton slunk off, but returned 'is attentions to Tybalt. Souless orbs considering 'er with interest 'e tried to remeber where 'e 'ad seen 'er before, for 'er features stirred something within 'is memory, though 'e could not yet remember it. Taking th' weight off 'is flints for a moment as 'e took a step nearer 'er 'e sensed 'er discomfort and anxiety caused by 'im. Wondering 'ow 'e could slay 'er apprehension 'e kept silent, flicking 'is audit boredly.

The wary lassina withdraws from 'im, taking a subtle slide backwards scuffing 'er tiny flints across the dead, blood stained hearth. Seeing than 'e did not advance upon 'er further, 'he chances taking a few steps toward 'im and reaches out with 'er velveteen tentativly, 'er small frame quivering expectantly for a quick getaway if 'e was to strike.

Onyx oculars catching 'er retreat 'e halts and lowers 'is curvature down to snuff 'er interstedly. Resgistering 'er scent within 'is memory 'e allows 'er to advance 'pon 'im, keeping still so as not to startle 'er. As 'er maw reaching 'is flesh 'e bends 'is curavture slowly t' rest 'is own mug 'pon 'ers, 'is contact gentle so 'e could withdraw if 'he was to become frightened.

At 'is touch 'he shivers with fright, that left as quickly as it had came when 'e did not threaten 'er in any way. Satisfied 'he squeals happily, deciding that 'he must be forgiven. 'E must have been so mad that I did not bring Colton and Rebel faster... 'he thinks, trying to find the courage to speak. Suddenly from out of nowhere, 'he hears 'er mothers voice in 'er sonar, "It is okay, 'e 'is yer sire, and 'e loves ye as I do, 'e just has a different way of showing it..." Said the familiar voice. The bratessa flicks 'er gaze up to meet Thunder's "I am so sorry, father." 'He says shakily, adding 'father' after brief hesitation. Tears pressed threateningly 'hind 'er oculars as 'he scoots forward and presses 'erself into 'is broad chest, nares taking in 'is comforting scent as 'he breaks down and sobs lightly into 'is warm pelt.

Oculars showing suprise at 'er actions 'e nuzzles 'er gently, still keeping 'is movements slow and fluid so as not to scare 'er. Feeling 'er tears on 'is onyx peltage 'e nips 'er gently 'pon 'er fluffy forelock. Nickering comfortingly 'e parted 'is librims.

Do not be sorry Tybalt, for it is I that should apologise. 'Twas not right for I to be angry at ye when Shadow asked ye to find them. I should 'ave gone myself. And I also apologise for snapping at ye when ye spoke to me.

'e says gently, nuzzling 'er and giving 'is lyrics a soothing edge. Taking step back from 'er 'e lowered 'is curvature and stared deep into 'er oculars.

Come now, no tears, there are many things ye must learn 'bout that ways o' th' Cursed ones. I am sure that ye shall be a mighty warrior when the time comes for ye to fight, and I think that time shall come soon.

+|'er auds flickered forwards and caught e'ery footfall that sounded 'pon th'e geo, as they came nearer 'he recognized them and made no move o' escape or defense, 'he only waited. 'is soft maw touched 'er own and 'er oculars seemed to stare straight into 'is, meaning in them but 'twas nothing that stood in 'er way, 'he too extended 'er maw to touch 'is with a soft nicker of encouragment. 'he knew this time was 'ard for 'im 'he read it in th' body 'eat that left 'im, e'ery bit of it said 'e was in pain, not physically but mentally, 'e loved th' Lady and Illusion knew 'e always would. Though 'he would 'elp 'im through if need be, but Colton was stronger than 'e thought and was wiser than any fool would think different.|+

The azure roan prince touches the captivating fae affectionately 'pon 'er cheek, and half closes 'is pools. "Illusion, I am so grateful for yer precense, it is strange how ye help me so... I can think clearly when ye are by my side." 'E hisses, but 'is hiss was not harsh. 'E takes a few paces foward to line 'is blade with 'ers, and 'e drops 'is crown to rest it 'pon 'er sturdy platform. 'E breathes deeply as 'is mind reels, taking in 'er scent and savouring the stability the 'he offered 'im. 'He felt secure and free when 'e was with 'er, and 'e hoped that 'he felt the same way, "Never leave me Illusion, I need ye no less than a falcon needs the skies." 'E says, hoping that 'e made sense. 'E sighs and lets 'is lids close as 'e rests 'is dial on 'er frame, sonars pricked and attentive, awaiting 'er response whether it be desireable or not.

The bruja pulls 'erself away from the comfort of 'is pelt and looks into 'is crimson orbs as 'e speaks, biting 'er lower librim in 'er battle to force back the tears. 'He nods, assured by 'is statemets, but curious of when it was that 'he would need to fight. 'He was just a bantle still. When 'er tears finally subside, 'he asks 'im 'bout it, "Father, when will I need to fight. I will fight for the Shadows, and for Mother's honour. Ye must teach me how to be a true Dark warrior, one that will make Colton, and Rebel, and ye, and Mother, proud." 'He says bravely, giving the heavens a brief glance before meeting 'er sire's gaze once more.

+|'he sighed a deep sigh as 'is comforting weight rested 'pon 'er broad back, 'he too threw 'er tiara o'er 'is shoulder to rest it 'pon 'is. Closing 'er mystic pools, 'he saw what 'he saw e'ery day, darkness. Yet twas not so bad anymore, for 'e was there to guide 'er, 'he was not alone and knew 'he would ne'er be. 'is words soothed 'er a shadows song, one o' which was different from th' sweet and tenderness o' th' Sacreds, 'is words were those shadowed yet when 'e spoke they were not on malice or hatred, all that 'ad gone in th' words 'e spoke, once 'er reply was made 'he saw more than th' overwheleming darkness o' th' vast terrain 'round them,

"To take me from thee would tear me in half, it will ne'er be done. E'en to try it will not suceed for my love is such like th' thickest book, that can ne'er be torn apart, my side is by thee's nothing will tear us apart. Though blinded in eyes I still see, deep in my 'eart a vision o' thee."

'he answered softly, a delecate ring to 'er high pitched tones, relaxing 'er frame in th' comfort o' 'is presence,.|+

'E feels 'er put 'er tiara 'pon 'is platform and 'e lets a smile soften 'is hard featues. 'Is harks take in 'er loving lyrics eagerly and e feeling of relief floods 'im as 'e realises that 'he feels the same way that 'e feels for 'er. 'E lips at 'er spotted pelt, raises 'is crown and takes a few steps back to look into 'er unseeing, silvery pools. "I am glad I am in yer heart M'Love. There is no place that I'd rather be..." 'E says, reaching out to nip at 'er long forelock playfully, then 'e whickers and places 'is cheek 'pon 'ers.

+|Where 'is librims lipped 'er spotted pelt 'er skin shivered, th' tain o' 'is po'erful touch now etched 'side 'er carcass. 'e feels 'is weight leave 'er lithe back and knew 'is gaze was 'pon 'er, for 'he saw a faint shadowed outline o' 'im, 'is lyrics escaped 'er thoughts and transfered immediately down to 'er 'eart, and touched it with more than 'he could e'er say. Someone lo'ed 'er, and 'he lo'ed 'im back, twas what 'he 'ad always 'oped for, th' only thing 'he 'ad e'er dreamed for, now 'he 'ad it, nothing could make 'er life more glorious. When 'is cheek rested 'pon 'er's 'is warm touch seemed to extend through 'er frame warming e'ery bit o' 'er. But sudden pain erupted in 'er oculars, they were burning as though set on fire, 'he closed 'er unseeing pools, shaking 'er tiara in th' pain, it lasted as though shorter than a second. When 'er once silvery blinded oculars opened slowly, twas though 'he 'ad been reborn, th' light entered 'er hues and 'he saw for th' first time, th' golden sun gleaming down 'pon 'er, and th' emerald blades o' grass 'pon th' geo, th' amber bark 'pon th' trees. But 'er attention drew to th' bull w'o stood 'front o' 'er, now 'er oculars shown obsidian, and for th' first time in 'er life 'he focused 'pon something and 'he saw what 'er 'eart 'ad longed for, what stood in th' middle o' 'er 'eart. Th' spell 'ad broken, 'he was loved and 'he loved in return, once 'he was blind, but now 'he saw. And 'he saw 'im standing 'front o' 'er, 'er librims parted and a quetion came to them, for 'he knew o' 'is lyrics, yet knew not th' form o' which 'e possessed.

"Colton?"

'twas as though 'he didn't know 'im, yet 'he did, 'he wanted to clarify that this was real, that 'he was not dreaming, that 'he was truely there, seeing for th' first time in 'er life.|+

((Oh ma goodness she can see! How exciting!))

The masc jumps as Illusion tosses 'er tiara, it seemed that 'he was in pain. 'E was about to ask 'er what was wrong when 'er movements ended as abruptly as they had come. 'E watches 'er intently, seeing as 'he opens the lids of 'er pools, and 'e saw that 'he was looking at 'im, actually looking at 'im, not through 'im with 'er usual vague, sightless stare. When 'he calls 'is cursing with question, 'e nods slowly and 'is vision flicks o'er 'er visage as 'e utters in response, "Aye Illusion, it is I, yer Colton...Can ye," 'E hesitates for a moment, praying that 'is hopes weren't too high, "Can ye see me?" 'E finishes, hanging on 'er reply.

((EEEKKK!!! I know isn't it great! :D ))

+|'is tone's reached 'er cupped 'arks and 'he nearly lept into th' air, 'twas 'im, really 'er Colton. 'er tiara thrown 'igh 'e wanted to see e'ery part o' 'im and th' land o' which 'he stood amongst. Yet found that all 'he could stare at was Colton. 'he nodded at 'is question, though not 'alf beliving it 'erself.

"Th' curse was broken,"

'he answered, 'alf to 'erself. 'er excitment was exuberant, extatic 'he could not believe it 'ad 'appened, finally after years o' being blind and wandering in darkness th' light reached 'er oculars.|+

((that twas me))

((Hehe, I gathered that...Sillybilly =P. Hmm, trying to make post interesting in light of what you've said in the IM box...))

Elated for 'er 'e nuzzles 'er blade, "No curse can stand up to love between two equines. Particularily a love so young and strong." 'E hisses softly before prancing 'pon the spot in front of 'er, a sheepish grin on 'is cursers, "So, ye like what ye see?" 'E jokes, arching 'is nape proudly. 'E dances a few paces then trips o'er a small rock. 'E splays 'is limbs slightly to balance 'imself then bursts out laughing in embarassment.

((Maybe and maybe not......))

+|'he nuzzled 'im back with 'er spotted velveteen maw. 'he smiled at 'is inquiry, playfully tossing 'er tiara and laughing when 'e tripped o'er th' rock,

"Indeed I do, no matter 'ow clumsy it may seem."

'he answered, through 'er derisive laughter. 'e was charming and mischievous, 'he enjoyed 'is company as much as 'e seemed to enjoy 'ers and, indeed their love would continue.|+

'E snorts in laughter as 'e corrects 'is unbalanced stance, nothing of 'im injured bar 'is pride. 'E smirks and looks up at Illusion, "I am glad." 'E nickers, feeling quite stupid. 'E keeps 'is gaze locked with 'ers for a moment before speaking again, "I am not always this clumsy however." 'E adds jokingly, 'is tones slightly sulky. 'E snuffs at the oxi idly before ambling back to 'er side, casting 'is sight o'er 'is home, realising happily that for the first time, 'he could see it too. Still looking out o'er the dank basin 'e speaks to 'er again, "One day, my fair Illusion, this shall all be ours. I will be Lord of the Shadowed, and ye shall be my Lady." 'E hisses, having a sad moment of memory for 'is dam. How 'e missed 'er so much allready, even though 'er passing was such a short time ago.

+|'he was proud o' being able to stand by 'is side, and seeing that 'e loved 'er. twas all 'he cared 'bout now, twas all 'he e'er wanted to care 'bout though 'he knew, someday it would end, though only till death would they part, e'en then in th' afterlife they would meet and be together once more. At 'is last lyrics 'he gazed 'pon th' wide terra 'er maw slightly opened in stunned silence, when 'e 'ad claimd 'er 'he did not thing 'he would be Lady o' Shadows, though 'he knew 'he would be alright for 'e was there with 'er and always will be,

Although one day I know I shall be exuberated by th' thought o' Lady o' Shadows, still I wonder whether I am good enough for thee and th' terra.

'hr confessed softly, no seeing oculars distant in 'er thoughts, though 'he knew 'e would not laugh at 'er 'he felt 'he could tell 'im e'erything and 'e would understand no matter 'ow immature or pathetic they seemed.|+

'e 'is silent for a moment, 'is attentions fixed 'pon Colton and Illision. Smiling at their frolickings 'e whickers and tosses 'is painted cerebrum, returning 'is attentions to Tybalt as 'e catches 'er lyrics. Nipping 'er gently 'e swishes 'is plume and parts 'is cursers.

Do not worry Tybalt, for young as ye may be, ye could slaughter a puny Sacred twice th' size o' ye, because for all their mercy they 'ave not strength. 'e hisses, giving an artful jerk o' 'is cran in order to wedge a strand o' 'is forelock next to 'is cheek.

Colton sighs and throws 'is cool ashen cran, wondering what one earth could make 'er doubt 'erself like this. 'E whickers to 'er comfortingly and looks directly into 'er orbs, parting 'is cursers to attempt to extinguish this feeling in 'er.

"Illusion do not be thinking such things, ye are not only good enough for me, ye are far too good for me, and this terra has rarely had one of such pure darkness and reverence tread 'pon its tainted sod." 'E hisses, trying 'is best to reassure 'er,

"As for being fit to be Lady of Darks, I'm sure that there is not a femme alive that my mother would've rathered the position be handed to. 'He would have admired ye greatly, as I do, for yer inner strength, yer wisdom and yer courage, qualities that 'he 'erself possessed. My dam was a great equine, and a great leader, but so are ye, and ye are more than fit to carry on from 'er." 'E growls with all the gentleness 'e could manage, looking deep into 'er pools as 'e spoke to 'er, glad that 'e could see 'er actually focusing back into 'is.

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The very thought of spilling the crimson lines of a sacred sent a delighted shiver down 'er young spine, and 'he smirks devilishly up at 'er sire. Cheered greatly by thoughts of the bloodshed in 'er future 'he bucks sharply and bounds a few feet away from Thunder. 'He snorts and paws wildly at the crusted geo of 'er home. 'He suddenly stops 'er attack upon the unwitting ground and 'er harks prick as a question springs to 'er mind.

"Father, do ye know of any other coltines or bratessas around 'ere?" 'He asks, 'er brow raised slightly on one side as 'he grins cheekily at 'im. 'I would very much like some company my own age, perhaps some equally matched oppentents to spar with aswell... 'He thinks.

'e smirks as 'he shivers, knowing what thoughts are rushing through 'er svelte cerebrum. As 'he bounds a few feet away 'e watches 'er pound th' sod with a kind of fierce pride. Unknowingly, 'is thoughts turn to 'is beloved Shadow. 'he was at peace now, though 'e regrets that they could not 'ave blazed into their alliances final battle together, spilling th' blood o' th' heaven-worshippers side-by-side, a blazing inferno that none could stand 'gainst.

Are ye there Shadow? Look at our daughter. Are ye proud? 'e thinks, casting 'is orbs upwards, to th' everlasting, ebony firnament.

'e is barely aware as Tybalt comes prancing back to 'im, and 'e 'is only 'alf registering 'er question. 'e jerks 'imself back to reality, and casts 'is mind o'er any other coltines or bratessa's that 'e knows o'. Suddenly an image comes to 'im - a trio standing together, with an ebony bratessa at th' side o' a brute and a wench. 'e growls almost 'appily as 'e recalls th' bratessa's cursing.

There is Nightshade, th' flicka o' Phantom and Seraphin. Tomorrow, if ye wish it, ye can go and meet 'er, and perhaps suggest becoming sparring partners. 'Tis time ye learned to fight. 'e says, watching 'er for any sign o' a reaction.

Bourne on the oxi, a sulty voice reaches the harks of Thunder, 'twas the voice of 'is dearly departed love, Star Shadow. 'He had promised to watch o'er 'im and their brood, and 'he was keeping true to 'er word. From below the crusts of the earth, 'he sends 'er bidding, seeing through the geo as if it were made of glass.

"Aye Thunder my love, I do see 'er, and I am proud. 'He is in good care with ye, and I will be here to guide ye when ye need me..." 'He whispers, sounding as if 'he was hissing into 'is auds from by 'is side instead of from the deepest bowels of the world. 'Er strong presence fades from the mortal realm, leaving the toxic air to carress Thunder's form, as a last reminder that 'he would be by 'is side and in 'is icy heart forever.

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Tybalt shivers as 'he feels the wind grab at 'er tassels, and closes 'er pools. If 'he concentrated, 'he could almost feel 'er dam's nape clutching 'er close and lovingly. 'he smiles and opens 'er pools again, and 'er heart drops, disappointed at the harsh reality. 'He realises sudden;y that 'er sire had said something, so 'he looks up to 'im and answers,

"Aye father, so long as 'he is match enough for me." 'He says with confidence and determination, slicing at the deadened geo with sharp, ivorn daggers.

+|Th' peculiar thoughts o' doubt still erupted 'side 'er skull o' nightmares, to th' edge o' th' terra did 'er darkened oculars travel, casting silently 'pon th' farthest tree, leaveless and dying, to th' geo 'pon which it stood weakened and cracked. To th' lead o' th' Basin to th' filly 'e spoke to, realizing 'he 'ad not doubt th' thoughts o' great leadership and understanding, to th' strength o' being lead only then did Colton's lyrics sink to 'er deepened mind. 'Far too good enough for me.' th' words made 'er smile slightly, as a shadow does to show their inevident approval o' 'im. Spotted peltage reverberated from th' golden rays o' th' sun burning 'bove, yet many ones o' darkness would turn their paths to lie in th' Shadows, yet th' wench for th' first time in years o' e'er darkness remained in it's glorious rays, enjoying th' warmth 'pon 'er lithe back. Once th' confidence 'ad returned from th' depths o' Colton's lyrics, th' femme parted 'er stained librims and spoke 'er own song,

Perhaps th' burden o' sight awakened my endarkened mind to th' possibilities o' weakness, for new light to th' darkness parts it with ease and th' strength o' th' po'er 'is strong. Caution I took in doubting myself, a foolish Sun Kisser action.

Although a fae o' such action and deep thought as 'er knew better than to underestimate th' Sacred's, yet they were strong and not as foolish as most Blood Kisser's thought, their action were quite pathetic and unermerably revolting, with a stronger look deep into 'is optics 'he continued on vainly,

No further doubt shall enter my mind since th' comfort o' greatest po'er 'is still 'side me.

To th' reference o' Colton 'er gaze lingered with pride o' 'im, first 'he 'ad not noticed th' strength o' 'is 'eart and mind, but simply th' po'er o' 'is love for 'er, and 'ers to 'im.|+

'E grins, revealing 'is deathly pointed jaws, and nips 'er slender nape affectionately,

"That is good to hear, I will not have ye doubting yerself Illusion." 'E says, 'is tones quite serious. 'E did not want 'is passionate, strong loved one feeling such things as denial and incompetence. 'E knew in 'is icy heart that 'he would one day rule aside 'im with intensity to match 'is own. 'E looks 'er o'er appreciativly, 'is sight drifting o'er 'er sleek frame and unusal spotted pelt, then finally resting to meet 'er intelligent gaze. In 'er pools 'e sees a familiar quiet wisdom and lust for life, one that 'e had caught many a time in the dark lanterns of 'is dam. 'E touches 'er mug with 'is and sighs,

"Yes, ye will make a fine Lady of Shadows." 'E hisses shortly, 'is confidence in 'er coming through 'is curse with not a trace of doubt.

+|Th' feeling o' 'is sharp yet gentle nip awakened 'er from th' thoughts longing to enter 'e mind. 'earing 'is lyrics 'he smirked almost mysteriously and taunting lyrics exited 'er librims, almost as though spoken by a stranger,

Is that right? What is it ye are going to do 'bout it if I do doubt myself?

'he sneered snatching at 'is tassels playfully, with new found vision to 'er oculars 'gw 'ad 'eard 'is previous lyrics and felt th' strong compassion o' 'is touch and was yet to forget it.|+

ooc- :angry: Crappy post.

'is crown jerks up in suprsise as 'e 'ears th' voice 'side 'is cerebrum, but 'e relaxes instntly as 'e recognises to whom it belongs to. Allowing a rare smile o' delight pass o'er 'is librims 'e breathes in th' strong gusts o' wind, relishing th' sound o' 'er voice 'gain. Returning 'is attentions to Tybalt 'e notices that 'he seems to be breathing in th' oxi with th' kind of zealous passion that 'e did just 'fore. Wondering whether 'he was thinking 'bout 'er dam, 'e smiles, and nips 'er 'pon 'er cerebrum playfully, dancing with suprising elegance for 'is size. 'e smirks at 'er lyricals, and answers 'er cheekily.

I see ye are very confident in yer abilites Tybalt. I could learn a thing or two from ye... 'e says cockily throwing 'is crown and butting 'er 'pon 'er belly, knocking 'er o'er onto th' topography. Giving a snort o' laughter 'e prances like a yearling, arching 'is curavture and flicking 'is tassels like a coltine.

OOC: My musey is dead - he needs some medicine. *gives musey a museycetamol*

Colton thinks for a moment, letting 'er snap at 'is ebony dreads, then nudges Illusion softly,

"Such a thing is not allowed, and I forbid it." 'E hisses playfully into 'er audit, a smirk on 'is dark cursers. 'E runs 'is mug from 'er hark down to 'er cheek, then all the way down 'er slender nape, stopping at 'er blade, which 'e licks affectionatly.

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Tybalt hisses playfully as 'er sire knocks 'er over, and 'he rolls on 'er lithe platform in the dust for a moment, before rocking 'erself onto 'er long limbs and scrambling to 'er feet. 'He growls and then laughs and bounds after 'er father, snapping at 'is whipcords with 'er ivories and rearing to lash at 'is flanks with 'er svelte daggers, doing no more harm then roughing up the bi-hued pelt of 'is hindquarters.

"Yes father, ye could indeed!" 'He laughs as 'he spars with 'im, bucking swiftly after dropping from 'er rear to try and place a firm kick 'pon 'is tough rump.

Throwing 'is crown somewhat imperiously th' helllion smirks as 'is daughter rolls 'pon th' dusty toppgraphy, 'is nares flaring to draw sharp breaths from th' acrid oxi 'bove 'im. Slowing th' velocity o' 'is oxi intake 'e smirks as 'e realises 'e is not as fit as 'e used to be. 'is flints can still pack a lot o' power 'hind them, and 'e can still chase prey for miles without giving up, but all 'e 'as done since th' last battle is grow lazy and slightly overweight. Snorting in amusment at that fact 'e turns three hundred and sixty round continually to watch Tybalt bound 'appily 'round 'im. As 'he ceases 'er circling, 'e too halts, and nips 'er rump gently as 'he snaps at 'is dreads. 'e laughs at 'er remark and attempts a few steps forward, only to find 'imself unable to place one flint in front o' t'other, as th' world still seems to be still spinning 'round. Finding 'is torso overbalance at 'e attempts to move, 'e lands heavily 'pon th' topography, pillars tangled o'er one another.

Somewhat dazed at th' sensation, 'e raises 'is bi-hued curavture and blinks stupidly, laughing as 'e sees Tybalt watching 'im. As th' feeling o' giddiness subsides, 'e throws 'is crown, dispersing hundreds o' dust particles from 'is dreads, but leaving many still clogged within 'is tassels. Pullling 'is flints under 'im 'e stands, and cautiously taking a step forward, 'is elated to find that 'e can now move without toppling to th' geo 'gain. Throwing 'is crown 'e smirks mischeviously at 'is daughter, and throws 'imself forward into four-beats, every second passing accelerating away from 'is daughter.

Come and get me, Tybalt! 'e shouts o'er 'is shoulder to th' lassina, giving 'er a cheeky grin as 'e thunder away from 'er.

OOC: This is my first post in AGGGEESSS!!! Lol, no one ever replies to mine... and that includes you Cinders! I still need replies at Folaing Fields and the other one here with Lucius.

ooc- OMG I didn't know anyone had replied to this!! AAHHH!!

.|.Catching 'is affectionate 'iss in 'er speckled sonar 'he nudges 'is bold cheek, 'lowing 'erself to enjoy th' moment o' 'is gentleness, which 'he knew twas seldomly given to any. Th' geo 'neath 'er flints 'ad weakened where so long 'he 'ad stood stock still, 'he danced 'er pillars swiftly 'way from it, yet not too far from Colton o' which 'he sensed e'ery muscle o' pride and ambition 'e possessed as 'he stood with 'im and knew, it twas an honour to be loved, and be loved more decently than e'er either 'he or 'he knew, 'e, would e'er 'ad known with another. Swishing 'er flaxen banner, 'he parted 'er tainted librims still th' sardonic smile etched 'pon 'er features,

So now you are forbidding me to do as I please? I should think that is my decision, wouldn't you?

'he mocked quietly, enjoying 'er taunts, knowing not a word o' it fased 'im, for it was evident that 'er taunts were o' love, not cruetly. For 'he would not put on an act 'round 'im, 'he would be 'er true self for 'im, for 'he loved 'im, and love is not a game.|.

((Here come replies - do do do do - here comes replies, and I'll say, it's alright - dododo di dododo di do do do....))

Delighted at the prospect of a good chase, Tybalt snorts and races sharply after 'er sire, 'er short, wispy whips being grabbed by the wind as 'he gallops on long legs. 'He tries 'er best to catch 'im, and finds 'erself slowly gaining on 'is large, patchwork pelted frame. 'He hisses under 'er breath in laughter and 'is about to speed up when 'he catches the sight of a shallow ditch afore 'er flints. 'He remembers 'er dam and gives a frightened sqeal before locking 'er legs and sliding across the terrain to a halt, stopping inches from the divet. Feeling 'erself begin to shake, 'he side steps and two beats cautiosly around it, looking up to see 'er father getting further and further from 'er. 'He tosses 'er crown and screams through the oxi to 'im, telling 'im that 'he did not want to play any more. 'He paws the ground quietly as memories of Shadow flicker through 'er mind.

Oh Mother, I miss ye so much... 'He thinks with a deep sigh, 'er librims turned down at the edges in a gentle grimace.

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Colton snorts and rolls 'is pools at 'er mockery, a smirk on 'is librims. With the same tone of false seriousness 'e responds,

Well, I think I'm entitled to boss ye around just a little. However, as ye are the fantastic, spirited, intelligent, striking temptress ye are, leaving yer decisions up to ye is a sacrifice I am willing to make. 'E growls playfully, wondering how 'he will react to 'is loving tease. 'E steps close to 'er and tugs gently on 'er russet veil with 'is ivories, laughing through 'is mouthful of mane.

'e hisses in laughter as 'e hears 'er Tybalt launch 'erself into a fully-blown dour beats. Attempting to increase the velocity o' 'is paces as 'e 'ears 'er gaining on 'im, 'e leaps surprisingly gracefully o'er a withering hazel thicket, landing with a dull thump 'pon th' rocky terrain. 'is audits flicker backward as 'is sonar picks up 'er frightened squeal. Locking 'is patchwork pillars, 'e slides to a halt and sees 'er static frame a distance away. Pivoting one hundred and eighty degrees 'e slowly makes 'is way back to 'er frame, nibbling 'er tassels comfortingly.

OOC: argh.... bad post

C.ocking 'er tiara gently 'er tressess fell 'way from 'er nape as 'he did so, optics now full o' inner sight gazed at 'im, mystical and radiant as 'he considered this, as though this took most o' 'er energuy to think o' a clever response to 'is lyrics. Though inside 'he was laughing with th' considerable passion o' one wo full o' th' thing so few e'er knew o', th' thing that so little did anyone that indeed called themselves a shadow consider to 'old in their hearts, love. Spotted hue stood out at th' basins shadow cast it's rays 'pon 'er hue darkened it, though it still gleamed with th' brilliance o' it's beauty. Puzzling quietly 'he allowed th' look o' deep consideration to etch it'self 'pon 'er features,

I suppose maybe a little, though I cannot say you control, after all your not strong enough to bring yourself to do it in the first place.

Suddenly 'er optics lit with th' malicious taunts 'he so loved to give 'im, play with 'is mind demonically so that many fell 'neath them, at this scorning laughter reached 'er sonars though it did not come from 'er mouth this time, for 'he knew 'im smart enough to take it, and knew 'e was strong enough to do anything, but 'e could ne'er hamr her, 'is heart would ne'er let 'im do such a thing.

'E tosses 'is dial back and laughs, knowing that 'e had again been beaten by 'er wit. Deciding it would be best to surrender now, 'e brings 'is gaze back to 'er stunning facade and parts 'is ashen cursers to respond to 'er taunt

Oh, ye are right. I could never bring myself to hurt ye. 'E growls in 'is deep masculine lyrics, a hint of laughter still in 'is voice. 'E knew that 'e spoke the truth, for it would hurt 'im deeply if 'is Illusion ever came to harm through faults of 'is own.

((Eep, sorry, totally dodgy post. I only just woke up.))

[.x.] The painted hellion lips the flickas tassels gently, showing affection one would not expect from a Cursed. Whiskered velventeen nudges the young wench upon her nape as the Lord throws his bi-hued dreads from his visage. Moving his curavture downwards to meet the snuffling flickas young gaze, Thunder attempts to make his domineering frame seem less formidable to the filla.

"Tybalt, he begins, staring deep into her glistening oculi, determined to explain Shadows death to her, and stop her blaming herself. "Yer dams death, Shadows death, was a tragic accident. Ye could not do anything to prevent it, as neither could yer sibs Colton or Rebel. Our God had grown lonely in his desolate harem, the Curseds seem to be surviving for much longer than he had aniticipated, so as any other lonely equine would, he took a companion. But for our shadowed God Eruheran, no ordinary equine would be a worthy companion for him, so he took the most stunning, passionate, and pure cursed temptress avaliable to him - yer dam Shadow. At this moment she is watching over us from the Gods deathly silent harem, guiding us in our actions and our lives. We will meet her again one day, when our souls are claimed by his damned presence, and then we can spend all eternity in harmony together, just as Shadow and I wanted it," says Thunder, showing wisdom beyond his normal vocals. Glancing up to the shifting firnament where a towering cathedral of livid grey clouds obstruct the clear heavens. A gentle rain begins to fall softly on Thunders weary eyes, and he returns his gaze to Tybalt, willing to stand in silence for as long as it will take for her to understand. [.x.]

The spots on her painted hue seemed to thrive forth as an attempt of the megar sun glanced out from behind the shadows of the clouds. Though it did not last long, it seemed once it got a glance of the damned terrain it vanished not desiring to see it's blood thriving darkness. It's small rays caught the golden blotches on her hue, accentuating the ivory and gold that mixed somewhat together. Her amber pools followed it's rays, barely catching any part of it since it vanished as quickly as it had arrived. Many a Shadow would glare at the sun, cursing it and it's brilliance. But yet, many have seen the sun since the dawn of their time. This temptress had seen it once in her 4 years of life, it twas a miracle somehow that she ever see the light,as she had always just been another shadow in the darkness.

At his vocals she looked down at him, somewhow dissapointed that the sun had left her. She had felt the decency of belonging, that she could see what was truly there instead of working out the pieces. As a sited equine would look at another, they would take in the whole thing, how beautiful they were, how strong and powerful they looked and remember them always as that. But as a blind equine would "look" at another, they would work out the pieces first, they would see the brilliant mind, the compassionate heart, the cheerful or gaunting phrases. So you see, those that are blind are not cursed and born with an unfortunate disease, but are blessed. They do not judge by the appearance of someone, by the color of their hide, or how gorgeous or regal they carry themselves. They see the divine deepness within, and only once someone got to know the blind, they would be invisble, another shadow in the darkness.

She had paused in her expression of authortive wit and cunning mischief, to take the look of deep thought. For her, she had always been weak at hiding emotions. It came from the fact of being blind for so long. Since others could not read her so easily through her words her expressions were all the more important. She could not hide how she felt, it always came through to her features. Whether she be sad, delighted, angry, or upset, each emotion would pull through no matter what the occasion. That demonically playful expression did not return. It was if a new page had been turned in her book, a new appreance started in her life, a rose bursting forth within her. She looked at Colton, glad that before she had been released of her blindness she had found who he was, for on the outside he was the burly strong colt that was the heir to the Lord of Shadows and would make it sure that those around him knew his name. But as he had approached her in the claiming lands she had seen how he opened up to only her and had found the compassion within to let lose the anger and let her see who he truly was.

Not in this lifetime you wouldn't. Yet if you attempted it, I should think that you would not get away as easily as you think.

That mischievous look returned to her expression, flicking her golden tail around her flanks. She caught the glimmer of laughter in his pools and and his vocals so she tossed her regal tiara half rearing somewhat in a fillyish laughter that had been so deep in her heart.