The Blackest Flame

[Mayaka]

She galloped through the land , her long legs giving her powerful strides as she raced through the unforgiving lands. After a while she was forced to pause , her bodice glistening in the moonlight as she breathed in an outward curse . She did particulary ,enjoy being in these lands , but , it would only take her a bit to recover and she would continiue . She knew what these lands were for... and she despised it with the dark passion of her being.

She was a darq mare , and they were usually only seen as tools of breeding . She had no such desire . She was her own mare , she had never needed a stallion to protect her , and she intended to keep it that way. Even if a stallion did approach her , most could not stand the measure of darkness that was her soul. She had been called 'the blackest flame ' on many occasions. A sadistic smirk crossed her maw as she remembered when she had killed a male that had tried to approach her . She had then been kicked out of the herd. Just as well, as it turned out they weren't really darq . They never even killed their own offspring . IF she met a stallion , she would test them , and they always failed .

She absolutely despised mares that claimed to be darq and then ran off with the closest stallion . She shook her mane in disgust followed by an irritated pawing of the ground. She would not be swayed so easily. She liked to toy with her prey. She dared any stallion to come near her , to take her test. They needed cunning , a darq soul, and the power to match their talk . She scoffed , her long mane falling to the side at the gesture. So, she kept moving at her brisk pace , hoping to be out of the lands soon....

[megpainthorse]

His large crest whipped towards the movement of the small fae. His thorns slapped angerily to and fro as his ribbon whipped at his hindquarters viciously. His deep chocolate orbs show hatred and the titian watched with a sicking intrest. Following each movement with his greedy and hate filled orbs. His nares flared and his hot steamy breath was forced out to create a low snort. His pistons sliced and diced the air as he carried on towards the fae. His sicking glance following every movement of her small sinister bodince with his hating orbs.His ebony ribbon ripped at his hindquarters, his banner whipped the wind while his orbs greedily serched her over until they stopped at the faes orbs. The large titian called Bone came to a steady hault not far off of the small looking fae. He watched her like a sicking diease he lifted one large dagger and let it crash into the soft brown earth."Fae tell me your calling" His hating orbs burned into hers. His kissers parted and his vocal cords forced the air up his wet dark throat and by the time they met his kissers they had been so warped they made words. His vocals were low and sinsiterly happy by the statement he had just made to the dark looking fae. His thorns slapped back againest his pole as one large dagger plumpted and turned the dirt upside down. His mighty crest pulled in towards his chest then it shot up and looked to the fae once more.His chocolate orbs just stared at the fae as he waited for a reply.

[Mayaka]

She looked at the brute with her black orbs ,"If you must know , brute, it is Mayaka ,"
she hissed her tresses whipping in the wind as she spoke . She turned towards him with one step and analyzed him in return . Her crown held high showing the intimidation ploy was not working she held firm looking directly in his eyes . If you show fear , you are weak . That had always been her motto . She certainly wasn't going to give up on it now ..........
Her breth exhaled in a puff thanks to the lowering temperature , but she didn't mind though,
she prefered the cold to heat. Her ears swivled in accordance to one anotherjust listening as they always did . Her banner flicked to hit on coming flies as she awaited for the brute's
reply.

[megpainthorse]

His nares flared as she held firm againest him. His thorns flicked to and fro as he listened to the fae speak. His crest bobbed and then he "Well wench if you must know I am Bone" He spoke loud, low and clear. He kept his crest high even though it seemed that it didn't work. Though in the past most faes would have shyed she is...well dark enough to hold his own gaze. He just stared at her he didn't blink as the chocolate hint in his orbs glistened with boiling hatred. His ribbon whipped at his hindquarters rapidly while his banner lay stillfuly across his nape. His nares flared once more as they forced the breath into a puff of smole just proving the tempurture was trully dropping. He waited impatiently for a reply from the small wench that stood before him. He wasn't about to take any crap and let a wench who claims to dark into his lands. As the sun slowly was starting to make a slow decent down oh so soon it would disappear and the moon would appear. To which is his favorite time.

[Mayaka]

A sadistic smirk crossed her maw as she never broke her gaze . She saw he was impatient and for a moment she just let the cold wind whip against her small but sturdy frame . She had always loved the cold , mostly because it is unfeeling and wild , it does what it pleases . She had shaped her personality after the wind . No horse could deny she wasn't stubborn or didn't have a temper , but she did have a strategic mind and could give orders easily . she arched her boa a bit keeping his gaze as she spoke ,"Well , Bone , is there anything else you must know ," she inquired with a dark hiss , Her hooves having made a deep indentation in the ground from her slight movements , she had stated this a bit sarchasticly , but hey , if he couldn't handle her , was he really a darq enough brute for her ?

[megpainthorse]

His thorns stayed alertive and once the wind whipped across his nape sending his banner an uproar. It then seetled back down before she had started to talk. His orbs never broke gaze as she arched her nape and listened to her talk. His ribbon settled and then stilled as he thought. His orbs serched her sturdy bodince once more but only for a second and then he stared at her ebont orbs once more. His gaze hardened while he thought. "How many heirs have you beared in your life wench" He asked as he waited for a reply his nares flared once more. This was an important question to him since he wasn't about to take a wench like this into his land to figure out that she has beared more than 2 heirs. Most titians wouldn't care, but he wasn't like most titians. He pulled his crest in towards his chest and then let it slide out back into his orginal stance.

[Mayaka]

A deep chuckle came from er throat as she replied to him ," It will probably please you that I have beared no heirs , Bone," she hissed her tresses falling limply to one side as the wind died down again once more . She still held his gaze and faced him directly her muscles going through a slight ripple for some released tension at last . She was slightly impressed by the brute , but it would take more than that to sway her . She had come form a darq background where mares were useless tools. She intended to change that . She would not be used as a tool for bearing heirs. She would have her own will and her own opinion . She showed this in her eyes and in her posture . She would not back down because he looked intimidating , or because he had the strength to go along with it . She wouldn't back down period unless was absolutely necessary . This was her silent vow as
she stood before him still meeting him with her smoldering gaze.

[megpainthorse]

A sinister smirk played at the edges of his maw. He could see that she wasn't about to be so easily swayed and that is what a true dark fae should be. She was going to have her own will and not be pushed around so easily like other wenchs would. It was posted in her posture and that was what had drawn him to her in the first place.He just flared his nares in reponse to the dark wench. "Wench is there anything you wish to ask me" Bone asked in a low and smooth tone. He just let his crest bob once more and then waited for a reponse from the wench. One of his mighty pistons rose from the ground and then it crashed into the earth leaving a dent in the ground from where he had eailier did this. His ribbon ripped at his hindquarters as he grew more impaitent by the mintue. His thorns slapped againest his pole and then they turned towards the wench with alertfullness. His gaze hardened once more as the smirk still played at the edges of his ebony maw.

[Mayaka]

She rose a brow at his smirk before plastering a smirk of her own on her maw ,"Well, Bone, there is certainly a reason you are here , am I right ?," she stated already knowing she was right . So far, this brute was passing her test . He had probably come the closest any brute had . This next answer however , would determine if she would go with him or not . This was the most difficult question that every other had failed . Would he fail ? Or....
would he pass . She gave him a look that told him to choose his words carefully . She wouldn't consider herself picky..... she just needed a brute darq enough for her tastes . Some would call her choosy , and others would call her smart for testing the brutes that cam her way . The wind picked up again blowing her midnight tresses against her mahogany pelt the shone with health in the last of the dying light that was the day . Her boa arched once again as she awaited his answer.

[megpainthorse]

His crest bobbed as she asked the question. He was sly and could be a smooth talker if he wished though he knew that this wench would not put up with such things. He thought carefully as he watched her expression change. His ribbon whipped at his hindquarters while he thought his banner floated into the sky and then fell againest his firm nape. His thorns flicked to and fro until they settled towards the wench once more.
"Yes wench I am here for a reason as I am sure you are also here for a reason" He answered as a smirk played across his maw but then quickly disappeared as he waited for her reply. His ribbon kept whipping at him while his gaze boiled as hot as ever. This would be it he could tell this would tell him if the dark wench shall be coming back to Grey Mists with him or not. This moment was the most important of their whole meeting. He stood quietly putting a poker face on and not revealing anything more or less. Hate still played in his chocolate tinted orbs.

[Mayaka]

Finally someone had answered right ! It had always annoyed to no end that brutes were that stupid. Now , it seemed , she had finally found one that was intellegent . She looked him straight in the eye and answered ,"I come here for one reason and one only ," she hissed at him ," To pass on my darq genes to the next generation and continiue the bloodline that is darq ." Her statement said she really had nothing else to say to this brute , if he accepted her , then that was fine , if he denied her , she would go on . Still searching . However , something seemed different about this brute . However she had learned not to judge by appearences alone . Many mares made that mistake and it was one she would not make . Of this , she was absolutely certain as she stood awaiting his answer.

[megpainthorse]

"Well then wench if you wish you may come to stay at Grey Mists with me and if you refuse well then I shall move on" He said calmly. It was true she was different and he liked that about her but if she didn't want to stay at Grey Mists then he would move on there was always another wench waiting. But she was different she was a truly dark and unique wench that would be rare to find again. He stood as he let his crest bob and then his gaze eased only a bit as his ribbon whipped at him once more. He just let the smirk play abit at the edges of his maw before it disappeared. The sun was almost gone and an inky black blanket would take rule over the world as it does around this time everyday. Bone just waited for a reply from the wench before he left. If she followed she followed if she didn't she didn't.

[Mayaka]

"That will be interesting ," was her answer of acceptance as she flicked her banner to get rid of pesky insects that were trying to bite into her hide . A smirk crossed her maw as she prepared to leave these desolute wastelands once and for all. She turned to face him once again . Honestly , she wondered exactly what was in store. What did her new home look like ? This and many other questions swarmed in her head before she silenced them . She would find out soon enough she thought and let her ears flicker listening for sounds of others in the vacinity . No one. These really were desolute lands she thought to herself in irony as she watched the bleak horizon as the last glimmers of the dying sun faded over the hopeless horizon the light bleeding into night . A cold wind blew as she looked at the new night sky . As she stared at its inky blackness she turned back to Bone and waited for his signal.

[megpainthorse]

"Follow me if you wish" Bone replied as he turned away from the wench and then started off at a short slow trot and then sped up a little as he got going. His thorns slapped at his pole and his ribbon whipped viciously as he carried on. He looked back to see if the wench was going to follow.(Create a Post on Grey Mists)