Giavonna
Try to see things my way....
They go much easier if you just bow down now to me...


My tanited raven and snow peltage was matted with damp water and slight mud from my travels into this new and strange lands. Nars wrinkled harshly as the stank aroma of quids crept silently into my nostrils, twin horns soon plastard themselves to the back of my kull, lay hidden in my black tangoled locks. Bloody fangs sat slightly bare as I begun to grind them forcfully. Long lanky limbs drove me into the lands faster, long wet sticky feather clung together and bounced about softly. Thick drapping tail sat arched and flowed out behind me. Bod sat slightly tense, as the fur on the back of my nect rose up. This terrian smelt of death and blood shed.... just like home. It comforted me so. Icey cold velveten kissers gave way as a huge belly shaking scream let loose, calling any equine that roamed the lands to me. I slowed my paced from a speedy trot to a walce then halting myself. Honey comb hued optics scanned the lands, looking for any signs of life.

the stench of the wench caught in the nostrils of the dust coloured brute. he sneered evily and cmoved closer to her. cran held high the brute moved his bulk around the fae before nodding in content and nipping her roughly on the flank, leaving his mark of ownership. sneering again he moved the to wench's head.
what be your cursing?he demanded

I squeeled harshly, rearing on my hind limbs, allowing my razor sharp talon to rack the sky, ccasting down 'pon the frame of the bastard. Deadly snarl rolled up from the deepths of her dark twisted soul. Rage flickered in her honey comb optics. Whip cords laced her rump with pure hatred. Tossing my thick draft skull to the side I allowed my left fore dagger to stretch out and slash down 'pon the bastard. How dare he, he did not know M'lady Giavonna!. A squeeling screech rang out as I landed to the ground with a mighty thud. Backing away only merely steps, nape tucked and arched nostrils flarred, horns never left the safety of my skull, I begun to grind my teeth faster and faster now. Slicing the outer layer of the earth's surface as if I was searching for blood, I begun to dig harder and harder, deeper and deeper, eyes never left his.

How dare you! You damn mule! Have the desince to ask before touching!

I spat with such rage. Blood stained fangs sat bared as I huffed up and hissed deeply. A snarl continued to roll off my pitch folk like tounge. Whip cords laced my rump, chasing pesky blood suckers from their fed.

the brute reared angrily, kicking out at the fae. He did not hit her, he had not meant too. his orbs flashed and his sneer increased with her anger.
decency.... that is a virtue know only to those kissed by the sun. i be not one of them. he spat, kissed curled back to releave his fangs. come wench. he hissed, setting off towards his home.

Rolling my optics I follwed him, I could handle my own if he got overly frisky. I didn't even know his calling, though he had to be funnier then this place. I sighed and follwed his lead, keeping up with his pace.


**Where to now?**

forbidden forest - i'll post

**okie dokie** :D