+|A distinct brutal wind trhashed th' lifeless terra as th' somewhat invisible bytch entered, for th' shadows from th' clouds 'id 'er ebonite pelt to make 'er invicible for 'twas nothing but th' ashen pelt that kept 'er to th; geo for 'he longed to be with th' thunder and lightening rolling 'bove 'er, for 'er birth 'ad been in th' midst of a tempest, of which 'twas soon 'he was names for. 'er oculars were deep glaring 'pon e'erything as though 'he knew what was th' midst of turmiol and hate, or profanity and loathing. for 'he was in th' midst of all of it simply waiting for someone to allow 'er to be th' storn o' their heart.|+

Arden...Flashin' golden orbs, like great eagle pools 'overed through the darkness. They gazed up at the storm, for which their sire was cursed. As they approched the stormy fea, a charcoal and flame form appeared faintly, tassels streaming behind a flame licked boa like black fire. Soundless daggers pirce the dead earth and a voice of thunder broke through the bellowing winds. A scarlet czar acended from the swirling shadows, a jet whipcord lashing at 'is firey pillars. Another ghostly call came from 'is kissers.'e halted before 'er with a dip of 'is skull, twin towers flicking back and forth
Fair vix, speak ye cursing!
'e spoke strongly, 'olding 'imself high and proudly, 'is frame rippling and it was as though 'e did not feel the storm around 'im but was part of the swirling wind...Zofaru

+|Th' vixen's sonars flickered 'hind, catching through th' raging storm's winds, th' flints o' demonic grace. Nape arched and 'er ashen banner turning into strong waves as th' thunderous winds picked up 'arder. Th' vix seemed to blend into th' storm's 'eart as 'er obsidian pelt seemed invincible through th' darkness, cascade o' light rain fell 'pon 'er pelt, raindrops dripping downward towards th' geo. Pools now focused 'pon th' bull, no emotion or relase o' it yet 'ad been formed to 'er features. On th' contrary 'er expressions were 'ard and cruel, with th' air o' one in defiant arrogance ne'er to be taken down. 'is scream to 'er created a ring to 'er 'arks and 'he pinned them in warning, ivories bared and oculars flashing, though 'er words were o' th' smoothest rain that fell 'pon 'er as 'he replied to 'im,

I am th' Storm o' thee's 'eart,
Th' winds in th' East,
Th' thunder o' th' sky
and th' Tempest uprising.

'er lyrics were spoken to 'er song o' no rhyme, with th' storm rising swiftly did th' rain fall 'arder though 'he sought not th' peace o' shelter, nor th' comfort o' th' stag's touch, 'he stood strong as th' strengthened storm 'bove.|+

Arden...The golden pools flashed with amusement and 'e gazed at 'er a moment, focusing on 'er, sharp orbs prickin' 'er faint image and 'is audits catchin' 'er rain toned lyrics. 'e gave snorted with laughter at the irony of this meeting. The storm dampin' a ragein' fire
Tempest, Lady of the Wind and Rain...Thy cursing be Arden Zofaru...Will ye join a firey darkness?
'is pelt did not twitch as the drops lashed it but stirred the flame that 'ad been birthed in the cold dark winters. The beating of the storm mixing with the constant music of life that 'e blasked in, 'e awaited 'er answer, eager to 'ear 'er flowing tones...Zofaru

+|Pure anger o' th' bull already, 'er snarl was deep from 'er vocals, sonars pinned to 'er ebon skull oculars flashing malevolantly, tones o' th' rain tainted th' wind as 'he answered 'er own reply,

I live in hell, darkness is nothing compared.

'he sneered, turning 'er features 'way from 'is caring for only th' po'er o' th' storm in 'er 'eart.|+


ooc- RAWR!!! WRITER'S BLOCK!!!!!

Arden...'is orbs flashed again, heat rising as hot steam from 'is form. 'is own snarl escaped 'im, a mood change flashin' through 'im. 'e leapt in front of 'er with a snort. 'e was becomin' determind as 'he impressed 'is 'eart to 'ave this vixen, the strange laws that doomed many brute of 'is blood before 'im. It seemed they ne'er learned. 'e reared, flints flashin', tessels plastered to 'is bodice.
Aye, haven't we all. That's why we're the Damned ones according to the stupid sunkissers.
'e growled landing softly o the soggy geo....Zofaru

OCC:he's responding.lol :lol: . hehe. Writers block is contagous! *crys* got to go...see you tomoz. I got to get off comp a certain time. it's past that time!*sob*

+|Th' vix sneered at 'is dimwitted actions, a hearty sneer 'pearing 'pon 'er damned features. 'er ebon crania was raised 'er own sleek apendages thrashing at th' wind dangerously close to 'is maw. Flints landing 'pon th' sod 'er ivories bared 'he cared not for 'im desiring to win 'er affection, th' raging storm was ne'er tamed and that was 'ow 'he lived, wild in 'er own freedom fore'er,

Damned if th' sun kissers 'ave brains to figure that much out.

'er lyrics snarled, intensity building in 'er frame for th' arrogance o' th' bronc. Once more 'er lyrics tainted th' sky with their freedom o' speech,

No matter 'ow 'ard thee tries th' storm is ne'er tamed, and I th' same, foolish actions do nothing but annoy me.

twas not a command to leave, for 'e amused 'er, though still 'er 'eart 'eld firm and 'er hue was soaked to th' bone 'cept 'er already ebon pelt did not change and meerly 'er banner dripped sapphire rain.|+

Arden...'e snorted and returned the sneer, though a smirk appeared quickly as 'e realised 'e 'ad annoyed 'er, suddenly wondering if 'is energies would better be wasted on another wench but 'e brushed it aside as 'e saw 'er arrogance.
'Course. But why would I want to tame thee or the stormy heavens?
'e snarled, though 'is remark was light and caused a wet spark as 'e pawed a rainwashed stone. 'e looked up at the cloud ridden sky, like a pelt of ashes. 'e strode close past 'er, 'eading 'hind 'er, 'is whipcord aflick as 'e went, haltin' just beyond 'er rump to see if 'he was mistrustin' enough to turn...Zofaru

+|Th' storm 'cross th' heaven's slowed with th' grace o' thunderous tide, th' thunder now distantly wandering slowly 'way, and th' flashes o' golden lightning now dimmer as th' past time flew. To fix 'er oculars 'pon th' dieing storm 'he felt 'er 'eart sag, for th' storm was 'er comfort and th' tide o' rain 'er only passion, yet 'er firm stance did not change and 'he kept 'er skull upward, temoer arisen in 'er 'er orbits flashed as th' storm left 'er 'lone with th' brute, yet still th' rain continued to fall. Th' stupidity o' th' bull's next lyrics brought 'er from 'er thoughts and a snort o' merthless laughter emited from 'er.

Every b.astard is foolish enough to underestimate a wench, they think them pitiful toys o' which they fall for thee's 'eart and then do whate'er thee pleases. 'tis obvious ye want that too, yet me, I am free and to try would be foolish. Ye will think that I am worthless to try and persuade me to follow thee, and I shall not follow commands, yet ye will come back in thee's desire to find a mate.

'he replied, as 'e moved 'hind 'er rump 'he stayed put, 'he could protect 'erself less 'he need it, th' czar was weak in mind, cleverness 'he 'ad and would use to 'er advantage, yet still 'er small trust 'ad increased.|+

Arden...'e gave an amused snort, rollin' 'is orbs to the heavens then pulled a half sour, half annouyed look as though they 'ad denighed 'im something. 'e sighed heavily and shook 'is 'ead irritatedly.
So. Ye say thy am foolish? I would return one day, so as not to make my sire's near mistake, but it may not be to ye. No doubt some stag will have no courtisey and simply take ye. No rejection. No choice. Though,
'e adds in sneering tones
That is probaly the sort of brute ye want, eh?
'e was looking disgusted and studying 'er with a cool, pitying look placed amusedly on 'is narrow, arabian features. 'e shrugged and moved back toward 'er dial, though not facing 'er, but gazing across the grounds, then lowered 'is own crimson dial to the muddy sob before turning back around with the same measuring look...Zofaru

(Soz he's got a pig of a nature...Hehe, that how he reacts to that sentence)

+|From th' essence o' 'is jeering lyrics came 'er own laughter, o' yes 'e was foolish for 'e considered 'er nothing more than a prized possession to 'old onto. With 'er own smile and snort o' amusement 'gain 'er slender apendages were turned to face 'im with dignity o' youthhood, ebon skull remained to a motionless height, only then did th' storm completely vanish,

Oh yes I find thee foolish, for yet ye seem to discover that if thee was not intrested in me thee would not 'ave approached. Of course fools will deny th' truth attempting to co'er it with amusement and pathetic comments.

a short hesitation was granted 'fore 'er next lyrics were emited, with as much fire and ice 'as 'is own sneering comments did snarl o' 'er own release,

I want a brute who can not force me to do what they want, in other words, they can not bring their 'eart and soul to force me to things 'gainst my will, one who respects me for my spirit and soul, not one who simply desires company and attempts to jeer and sneer at me to make my thoughts begin to doubt.

True, 'he found 'im rather amuseing yet not in th' cruel inhumane way, yet 'er emotions were not placed 'pon 'er radiant features for 'er emotions were hidden and no look but disgust hinted 'pon 'er facade.|+

ooc- Hey she's no prancing mare either. I think we all know the proper word for her.....lol

Arden...'e gave an uneasy snort at 'er words and, for a few moments, it seemed as though a mask 'ad been lower to reveal a facade of uncertiany. 'e quickly pushed it away, not wanting that true side of his to take over 'is half-true self. Yet 'e could not ignore the fact that 'er lyrics that disturbed 'e slightly. It was usually dangerous for 'im to show any Sacred or Torn blood, well that was what 'e 'ad learnt. 'e glared at the vix for a moment while 'e mastered 'imself then relaxed.
Tis that so? Ye ask for a steed who can act like a stupid Sacred or trembling Torn? Not a pure demon of Hell? Ha!
The words "...a halfbreed... rang though 'is dial and 'e saddly felt a pang of shame. 'is wet whipcord still brushed softly around 'is black and crimson pillars and 'is soaked pelt seemed deepest blood red and darkest black. 'is orbs rested on 'er as 'e battled 'is emotions, feeling young and foolish as 'is thoughs chased each other, 'is sleek frame quivering nom and then, not with pyshcial cold but at the long untouched places in 'is mind where now 'is ponderings were wondering...Zofaru

+|'er oculars looked rather pityingly towards 'im, sighing and shaking 'er facade exassperatedly. Rather foolish were 'is e'ery comment, attempting to impress all with 'is shadowed actions. Becoming bored and rather illtempered with th' brute, 'er ivories snatched out at 'is facade not caring whether 'he made contact or not,

Perhaps thee calls it Sun Kissed actions, honestly I care nothing o' what ye say, immature comments and pathetic coverups are th' actions o' fools, which is just what ye are. Laugh all ye want, fool ye may be ye are not stupid neither am I, ye are hiding something, another emotion another feeling and all ye do is cover it up, attempting to impress th' world. Well get th' picture, no one is watching ye, ye are nothing but a name o' which no one knows o', plenty o' Shadows are th' same, yes I included, we are nothing, yet few attempt to express who they truly are, equines who don't care what Aliiance they follow and how they act to other's round them. I say what I want and don't give a damn o' what other's think. Especially ye, give up your petty actions 'round me.
Call me a Sacred, pathetic sun kisser, ye words are no more than dirt 'neath my hooves and ye won't raise it to my ears. It's pathetic, ye don't even realize what your doing to yourself, your nothing and completely clueless 'bout it.

'er explosion o' anger and intense loathing erupted from 'er fangs and pierced th' air solemnly with hatred. One more glare o' 'er ebon orbs now flashing with th' damned part o' 'er soul. Fireing up at once to 'is lyrics, 'he raiased 'er defiantly raging cranium and let 'er orbits burn into 'is neither stepping down or backing away, waiting for what 'e would answer too with malice in 'er thoughts.|+

ooc- Bad argument, don't like that postie, oh well don't be too hard on her I'm having bad days and I wouldn't mind to having something good happen for once, :( -sniff-

(Lol. He's always foolish. it's a curse he got from his sire and dam. he's basiclly halfbreed. Mother was a sweet show horse. well life sucks. let it all out...not much to work on really/lol)

Arden...'e jerked back, away from 'er attack and met 'er gaze squarely, then dropped 'is golden pools to the geo with a surrendering sigh. When 'e spoke it was a furious mutter.
Ye speak truth, thy am foolish. Tis a curse thy was born with. Tis true I battle with two sides, as thy travelled here it became worse.
'e raised 'is cran again, 'is orbs flashing like golden suns to meet 'er dark ones, feeling 'er impatence and anger radiatng from 'er.
I do not like this mask any more than anyone else but it is just a habit thy have grow to use and I cannot change who thy am greatly. Though, I can always be the dissapointing faliue my sire watched born into a life of hell.
'e spoke this last sentence coldly and felt like shouting it as 'is rage at the world flared. 'is dam 'ad been given to cruel humans when 'e was only young. They 'ad beat 'im and tryed to break 'im until finally 'e escaped and suffered the journey 'ere, leave the love and warm of 'is mother behind. All 'is pains and struggles suddenly showed on 'is facade but 'e show no sigh of caring, only a desire to pound 'is daggers on a tree's trunk and smash it into the earth to rot...Zofaru

(That was fun)

+|Th' shadowed belle felt 'er ragged breaths subsiding, becoming clamer and somewhat shocked after 'e 'as posken 'is lyrics. Twas a different side o' 'im 'he thought twould ne'er be seen, yet 'er own sonars 'ad 'eard them, and for once believed what 'he 'eard. Promising 'er own response 'he would give with softer words in their midst,

Put thine past behind thee and look to th' future, o' what might be and what is to come. Break th' mask that shadows ye true self and let yeself truly out, ye need not pretend 'round me, for I am th' same way...

'er own lyrics trailed off as 'er stormy oculars watched 'im, but th' storm was not raging and furious as before, twas a soft rain that felt delecately to 'er 'eart.|+

Arden...'e did not lift 'is dial and sighed. When 'e up at 'er 'is great golden orbs reflected 'er beauty and showed that persona 'ad shifted.
Aye m'lady, ye are true, 'tis folishness to hide.
'e said suddenly liftin' 'is dial high with the same feirce look as before but with a softened touch as something in 'is soul stirred and 'is aura flickered. With this courtisy came and 'e made a half bow to 'er. Around belles 'e was like a foal takin' 'is first steps; uncertain yet determind. Sometimes.
It is always the vix's choice, isnt it?
'e asked in amused tones.
No matter what the brute does only she decieds, weither to be loyal or abandon him.
'e spoke with no hurt, it was simply 'is awakenin' to what was real.
So, my fair vix, will ye join me willingly or will ye stay to find a better suitor?
'e asked confidently, though a hint of 'is old shyness crept in ,unbidden, 'is lyrics. 'e waited 'er answer, harsh or appceptance, with a some what suprisin' breathless silence...Zofaru

Th' vix surveyed 'im witha sharp optic, sternly appraising 'im for 'is valiant release o' arrogance. Curiously it shocked 'er once 'e bowed to 'er, th' dignity 'e 'ad shown before 'ad enticed 'er to know 'im, yet now th' bow was different, it did not take 'is dignity 'way from 'im but gave 'im th' aura o' po'er in 'er orbs. Ebon sonars flickered forward catching e'ery painful wisp o' 'is harsh lyrics. Casting 'er breathing into silence 'he paused, a tender note o' wonder expressed 'side 'er, as th' wonder o' what to do set in. One o' curiosity one o' disturbed faithfulness, would 'e be th' right one, or would 'e be somewhat o' an enemy later? How could 'he tell, yet somewhere somehow 'he knew what 'er answer would be, why 'he would say this certain thing 'he msy ne'er know but now th' time was precious and it's lyrics only temporary,

We belle's may not 'ave th' strength o' brute's, but we 'ave th' mind o' many. Fairly some do not use such wisdom in choosing th' beloved they choose and suffer a false love, a love o' nothing.

A moment followed as 'er own lyrics sank deep into 'er own divine thoughts. Seconds passed 'fore 'he continued 'for 'he spoke 'he knew 'er next song would be th' right thing, 'he could not make a mistake this time,

Perhaps another suitor....

Suddenly 'er lyrics were taken from 'er and once more 'er voice was gone, 'er oculars did not meet 'is, they watched th' soft rian now drizzling down 'round them and th' darkened sky 'bove soften and th' rays o' sunlight creap through,

Perhaps another suitor could ne'er be found with th' braveness o' 'eart, and th' dignity to forgive as that o' th' brute before me.

Once more 'er gaze met 'is, this time a hint o' a smirk 'pon 'er features, though it was not antagonizing out o' anguish or hilarity o' 'is foolishness, it was gentle, as gentle as Shadow could make it such, and this time it was th' finality that soothed 'er, 'er song meant 'he would follow 'im through th' denseness o' battle and th' blood o' gore, 'he would not part from 'is side for nothing could be stronger than th' act o' merciful forgivness o' which took strength to admit thine own wrong doings.

OOC: sucky but i`ve been cursed with no musey all week.

The hellion loped into the claiming grounds at a lazy pace. He was in no hurry and was making that fact for all to see in his actions. He drew to a halt and looked around for a femmora. He would not lie, his herd needed members. He needed mares as well as stags. Though he had found trusting and claiming femmoras was much easier than encouraging stags to trespass across his lands. His cold pools scanned across the terrain.

He wondered if any femme would join him. Yes, his position was tempting but really that was all he could offer. His love was taken by his queen and he doubt greatly he could sire a foal from anyone but Kasumi. Call him old fashion but only once did he feel any kind of fondness for more than one mare before his death. The mares being a simple herd member and Dancer, the light`s royal princess. Very few knew of this and he shared it with even fewer.

His visionaries finally came acrossing a tempting wench. One that probably had many suitors, but she looked strong. That`s what he needed more than mares that could carry brats. He needed mares that could take care of themselves. He decided to approach her, even though there was a suitor already at call. He still had a chance it seemed, for she was not leaving the terra with this stag. He snorted slightly before letting his nimble pillars carry his frame towards the two swiftly.

His crown was held at a royal level. He was unsure if this femme knew who he was but if this stag controlled land here or even simply lived in a dark region he should know who his dark king was. He drew to a halt a few feet from the enchantress. His pillars carried him forward slightly. his emotionless pools took in the stag and the femme. His parted his cursed librims to speak.

"`Lo I be Legesain, King of the darks. Who might you be?"

Arden...'is orbs lit to a golden flare at 'er preicous lyricss an' knew 'e would remember them to 'is diein' breath. As the stag approched 'e swung around to face 'im, orbs darkenin' at the sight of the Shadowed King an' 'e eyed 'im wearily, knowin' who this crimson one was. 'e glanced at Tempest, then answered, not carin' if the brute did not wish to know 'is and only Tempest's.
Thy am Arden Zofaru, son of Dark Storm, King Legesian
'e spoke in lightly but this did not hide the black waves darkenin' 'is orbs. 'e knew this king 'ad known 'is sire's sister in 'is first life, but did not care to mention it. 'e turned 'is gaze to the beauty that 'e somehow admired already, close by. 'e soon enough turn it back to Legesian....Zofaru

.Th' temptress studied Arden, unsure o' why 'e 'ad turned 'way from 'er. 'he was yet to notice th' king's arival, confused at how 'he seemed to 'ave been rejected. Then as 'is hoofbeats reached 'er sonars, 'he turned 'er cranium to catch th' equine's glinting frame.

.As th' brute cantered towards them, almost in a leisurely fashion, 'he kept 'er stance as 'e approached them. As 'e 'alted, 'he nodded 'er skull gently, not a bow, yet a greeting o' moral respect to 'er leader. 'he closed 'er orbs as 'he did so, opening them as 'he raised 'er features once more.

.'he prepared to answer, yet 'er lyrics were sieced as Arden cut 'fore 'er, and gave 'is own alias. Slightly annoyed at 'is dignity 'he glanced towards 'im rather reprovingly with a slight flash o' 'er ivories. Shadowed oculars blinked slowly from Arden to th' king.

.Th' vix put forth 'er song, so raging and pure as th' raindrops lightened severely and it become nothing, but a blackened mist.

My king, they call me Tempest.

.Th' belle's pools gazed towards th' king's as 'he spoke, not breaking 'er dignity as 'he stared into 'is po'erful glare. 'he knew most wouldn't dare, yet 'er inner strength persuaded 'er, and naturally 'he did not care whether 'e laughed at 'er, or killed 'er.

Arden...'e shifted 'is weight, turnin' slightly 'wards Tempest 'gain, yet keepin' Legesian in full view. Catchin' 'er reprovin' glance 'e gave a small grin of apoligy 'fore castin' 'is mistrustful gaze 'wards the King 'gain....Zofaru

The crimson king through his mug towards the sky slightly in a gesture of slight boredom as he awaited the tones of the femme. His attention diverted to the young stag as he spoke. His glare was clear as his sonar rpicked slightly to catch the b.astard's cursing. He had not asked for this one to speak, yet even so he parted his librims to speak.

"Dark Storm, now that's a name that I care to remember."

He said, making it clear he remembered the equine before his death. He dismissed the young one's title almost as soon as he said it. His visionaries moved once more upon the belle. His full attention on her and his sonar turned slightly to catch her murmurs. He parted his librims.

"Tempest, a beautiful cursing. Have you decided where to reside yet, Tempest?"

He said in a low hiss. His sonar leaned towards the dove so that he could catch her cursings. His pools wandered over her frame. He had completely forgotten about the other stag, It didn't matter though, he was here because of the femme. No one else.

Curiously, she wondered what she should do. For her emotions for Arden had been reborn after he admited to his falsness and given her the truth of the way he was and had been whence they had first presented themselves to each other. She had grown to enjoy his company, the feelling of comfort and safety as he stood nearby. Though she had a caution of him. True a moment ago he had told her why he was the way he was, but would his sincerity last? Would he be true to her and never turn back to the vicious creature that stormed in, making threats and snide comments about her. It had only been her wit and lack of falling to another's remarks that had saved her. She could have easily walked away, but she hadn't. She had been her usual defiant self, longing to give him a taste of his own malicious medicine. And so she had, thus, finding the real stag that hid behind his mask and revealing it.

But the temptress could tell he was not trustful of the king. She found no reason of this. She felt the king's power, it twas not hard to miss. She admired it, one of great power had the authority that he did, it twas incredible. She felt at ease as he stood before her, giving her his entire attention. But there was no connection that she had felt with Arden once his mask had been broken. It was simply the pleasurable comfort that she like so much. But there was not much difference from the power reverberating from the king and from Arden. It was both great, both filled with such commandment and fierceness. Except the difference in the two was easily recognizable. The King had the air of mischief and a rulers arrogance. Arden had no authority, he respected who she was the way she was, no matter what she changed into.

She thought of a conclusion, but the choice would be up to the king, for of course it twas his land. She was unsure of how many members he had and whether he would need another brute occupying it but she would enjoy the spirited darkness it proclaimed but she would not enjoy so much as when Arden Zofaru would be by her side. She looked at the king once more, this time fully focusing upon him, and parted her librims to speak stormy vocals.

As of this moment, no. Unless Arden has already found a terra of which he resides at.

She answered calmly. In the middle of her short speech she looked to Arden wondering. She had realized that she was yet to inquire of a place to stay should she go with him, since a moment ago before the king had arrived that had been her nect inquiry.

Arden...'e shifted 'is weight, eagle-like pools meetin' 'er unblinkin'ly 'fore 'e decieded an' answered.
Nay, I have have not settled as of yet...'e spoke the truth, 'e had not stayed for long in any of the terras 'e 'ad visited yet. 'e then switched 'is gaze to Legesian, wonderin' if 'e would appcept another brute....an' if 'e didnt an' Tempest still went along, Arden wasnt sure what 'e would do yet if it came to that...Zofaru

[OCC: Not that great, I know]

OOC: completely museless

The stag watched the young ess for a moment. He had a queen already and wished not for more young brides. He craved a large herd however. His gaze shifted to the stag. He did not dislike the stallion, but nothing about the brute had caught his attention or want for him to be a fellow herdmate. But he supposed if the stag would come then the belle would surely follow. If needed, Legesain could later have the brujo chased out by one of his warriors.

"If you are looking for a home, I present an invitation to join me there. But the invitation will not stay open for long. So join me there or take your chances with others."

He said simply. With that he turned upon his haunches and trotted towards his terrain. If they followed, good for them. If not then he couldn't say he was dissappointed, He had more important things to worry about then the future of two young equines. He had a war to plan and a heir to expect in the near future.

The temptress watched with cool orbs from the King to Arden, studying them carefully without the hint of her doing so. Upon catching the returning invitation to hell itself, and the hoofbeats of the retreating king. Her stormy facade blank in her consideration of his inquiry. Turning her cerebrum onto Arden she opened spirited librims,

Well?

Asking solemnly of what he thought, she was willing, but was he?

ooc- O.O help....

Arden...Sunset heir apparent watched the King disapear with tense silence, unsettled by the presence of one who should by all rights be dead. Most immortals did that to 'im. 'e gazed down a moment til 'er lyrics broke through 'is distrubed thoughts. Shadowed orbs steady on the vixen who had removed the hardcast on 'is soul an' touched the heart within. Considerin' 'e watched a moment longer with an unwaverin' gaze.
Tempest, ye have the rare chance to chose your home. Not all femoras have that sadly. I will wish to follow where ever ye wander.
'e paused then continued
Ye have been offered a place in the heart of the demon empire and I must present another choice, though not as commonly spoken of as it has long been haunted by the songs of the dead, as befits it's name, Dead Meadow. When I first came to these lands and discovered my heritage I had intented to claim them at the knight's death by right of birth but now my certainy wavers, for I have found a greater treasure in my quest...A storm-tossed diamond who has rendered me helpless through my heart...
'e finished, a light wind cradlin' 'is fire-sharpened song, bluntin' its edges to a soft caress 'wards 'er. Curled tassels swayed gentley, passin' o'er intent pools, deep as dark wells as twined towers quivered for a response an' 'er commndin' choice. 'e would have it no less, 'e chose to adore the femora for 'er intelligence, heart and beauty an' 'er contentment would be of utmost improtance...Zofaru


[OOC- Sorry it took soooo long, I lost the addy then was really busy!*crys* That was a fun reply.]

OCC: bump...

Tempest
And the Storm Continues

The young demoness gazed half-heartedly after the retreating form of the King, suddenly becoming increasingly annoyed with the fact that she was still here. So she had pulled a trick upon the foolish Arden Zofaru, it was her nature, why did he need to know he had played fully into her plan? He doesn't. And that was how it remained. She turned deep mahogany pools back onto him, orbs that had done more in their share of duty to confuse and entice the petty fools she was intrigued to make suffer. Even if she had changed the way Arden thought for life, she would play along, for now. She would not be so arrogant to say her opinions of him wouldn't change, still in her mind he remained distantly aware of nothing other than beholding a vixen to do his will. As it was always so difficult to tame the wild beast within the ferocious stallion, everytime she had done so, more fire had flared within her, this time it was no different...or was it?

Dead Meadow....Dead Meadow....Why is that name so familiar? And then it clicked into her petite, maddened mind. The late Dark Sunshine. A relative of her, when she was a newborn foal she had seen her only once, then she had been old, and Tempest wondered if she was even still alive by now. But wait... 'I had intented to claim them at the knight's death' that could only mean one thing...that Dark Sunshine had perished along with her years long mate. A heavy sigh was released from her ashen maw, somewhat dissapointed as her new found adventure became deceased. Yet still...Oh what the hell.

"Why suffer the chance of a lifetime for a deceiving femme?" She didn't know how loud she said it, nor for that matter whether she said it out loud. But her complexion and control did not waver as she realised her mistake, and was not too slow to reply, "King or no King, the Meadow holds a special place to me. For the late knight's beloved, was family for me, all I had left. Somehow the land of which her last breath was taken is intriging, and it is there I wish to go." She responded, not quite catching his last words, which were obviously meant to soften her rocky exterior. Unfortunately it didn't work for him, but she had heard them, sort of. She would play along and soon her plan would unravel and her new begining would genisize. A complicated smile appeared on her maw, which could do possibly nothing other than confuse the blundering fool before her.

OOC-Your so mean to him Arab, my, my, he will be heart broken...and I'm in a pickle I think...hmmm.lol


BIC-
Arden...Glossy flame-licked brute felt a flicker of irriation as puzzlement arose on 'is brow for a moment as 'e considered 'er lyrics. 'e pondered the meaning of 'er first sentence but was more intrugied by 'er last.... the late knight's beloved, was family for me... 'e shrugged. What did it matter whom the currant knight had battled? The past was done, and many knights had probably ruled that dreaded meadow. Tempest was willing to follow 'is path there, without knowing why 'e was hunting after Dead Meadow, and since 'he seemed not to make the connections, 'e would not trouble to enlighten 'er. 'e felt uneasy about it though. 'is former plans came back to 'im faintly, the ones 'e had cast away when 'is mask was broken.
'e glanced back up at 'er, the beautiful femmine 'fore 'im, and psuhed a smile to 'is velvets. 'e bowed, a perfect character of a gentleman, 'is heart pumping hormones through 'im, things 'e thought as love. When 'e straightened, a smile blessing 'is coal-black maw, ivory fangs showing.
Shall we venture on towards our destination, then, m'lady Tempest?
'e questioned, 'is actions both sincere and slightly mocking of those perfectionists, the Sacreds. Hey, old habits die hard, 'e thought as 'e waited for 'er accent, esspeically when they saved your life. In the hard, dark world of the Shadows, it was do as company does, or die...Zofaru

Arden...The smile was gone, replaced with a frown. Something had changed in Tempest, just before 'he left. Well 'e thought it had. After a moment 'e shrugged it off and followed 'er a way. Later 'e would take a different path, a back way, a short cut to meet 'is sire. Storm would back down or be driven out....Zofaru


OOC- Losing my muse a bit today.