[r a i n i n g.t e a r s]

[m o o n light`]

Tear streamed like the aqua floaing beneith her tawny diamonds. Aqua ran streaks across her angelic cranium, floading azure optics till they were to blurry to see from. Terra swerled dangerously around her, yet she wasn't near fainting. No, twi wasn't like. Emotional, yes, must it never got to her head. Not like that anyway. Unsure if Red Hawk knew, but she was to distressed to call her. As for Blackfoot, they hadn't realy spoke. She wished to talk to him. He was so quiet, it was strange. Firefly had never...she burst out sobbing at the thought of him. 'you blind fool! I don't want you here, Namid...Kuruk...Anoki...they need you' Why must he blame himself for everything? He didn't have to die, no one did...Megedagik was sure to die eventualy. Now wasn't his time. "why couldn't I tell him?" Lyrics sobbed, filled with anger and sorrow. The gods, they had wanted this all along? They have no feelings! How could they just let him die?

Azure orbs gazed at the pool, golden frame shaking with each painful sob. Blood dranched and...happy? 'stop tourturing me like that!' How could he ba happy? It wasn't fare, 'I don't want him to love me if it comes to this' Ivory tassels hung, drab and still beyond beautiful, hiding her depressed expression. Frame motionless, he would be apearing at the Judgement Hall soon, but the vixen refused to move. She couldn't stand to see him, those scars would surly stay, reminders of what he suffered for nothing! The demon wouldn't care, he would go on. Not thinking, just hungry. They did nothing. It changed nothing, it never would. Even death couldn't change the devil's mind.

Blaze of crimson light filtered upward, his form took shape. Twi wimpered. Bulk was lean and tall, muscular and fine...just as she had remembered. His optics were shut, his breathing slow and steady. One side of his ribcage was coapsed upon itself, one rib stuck out at an odd angle. His one side was covered in an infinet number of scars. He looked up, brick optics gazing into her azure one's. Smile crossed his odd twisted maw, and he was gone. Twi stood still...breathing stopped. Tears stopped. Frame quivered half-way between joy and confusion. He was...a l i v e?

ooc; someone reply please!

[ღGracie]

x.Silver silhouette then appeared, galloping from the heavens. No sound was made as the ghostly stallion’s diamonds touched the grounds. His blue gaze fell over the vixen. Questioning look fell over his façade as he watched her. One step was taken towards. Moving like wind. If one blinked, they would’ve missed it. His coal black mane flowed easily on his shimmering boa as the moonlight touched it. He saw her quiver, heard her crying stop. Something was wrong. Muzzle raised to the heavens, optics closing to the world. He could do this. There was a reason he hadn’t talked to any who arrived newly to the eternals. He had to get over it though. It was time…

x.Lowering cranium again, he watched her. Finally, breath was released. He made a sound. For the first time. Kissers vibrated as the air was released. Optics closed again, thinking. He had no barrier to hide his feelings. He was different now then he was when he was alive. That devil had changed him. It was like his insides were burning when he thought of his death. He never even got a chance to say goodbye. Optics snapped open, he couldn’t think about himself now. Others needed him, and Twi…well he wasn’t sure what was going on there yet.

x. Lyrics echoed around the open area. They were shaky and deep. Emotion stayed away from them, but was splashed all over his appearance. Images painted themselves in his mind as he continued. Everything you could imagine he could see.

Twi? What is wrong?

Shaking his head when he was done, he closed his orbs to the world again, trying to clear his mind. Finally, he walked forward, looking once more. He gazed into the pool, and saw his own loved ones once again. They were being tortured again. Taking a step back, he looked back at Twi and waited. Not even glancing back at the pool. There were things there he couldn’t bare to see again.

[m o o n light`]

Golden bronze frame shook lightly, emotions stirring wildly within her. Her poor mind could tell if she was sad or happy. Firefly was still alive, yes. That was more than should could have asked for. Yet, the image of his blood-soaked rib-cage. Ivory bones sticking like tree limbs in any direction. Tears began to stream down her Arabic cranium once more. The pain must be so bad, falling from such a height, into a d.am river! How he's still alive puzzled her. The torrent waves of that stream were strong enough to take under even a well muscled equine, he was nothing more than a withered rose now. Exhausted and blinded with pain. It was...impossible.

Frame nearly bolted forward, shocked by the quiet voice. Jumpy, Twi turned to see who it was. Trying to hid the confusion, it was odd of Blackfoot. He had never spoken before. Not once, she knew little of what he was like before. Before his death. No knowledge that it was his land Megedagik inhabited. His family the demon tormented. Only that he had been murdered by the brute, which was no surprise. Nothing new here, many had been killed by him already.

The question took some thought, Twi really didn't know. Was it Firefly's near death? Ir his current state, so near it seemed half of the crimson stag was standing right there, yet she couldn't see her love. "It's...Firefly..." Whisper finally floated from her vox, barely audible. There was no other way to put it...just, him...

[..TheSummer'sTwilight..]

[ღGracie]

x.Auds perked slightly as he heard her crying begin again. Yes, something was wrong. He took a slight step back as he saw her jump as he spoke. Ya, it was probably wierd. He never spoke to anyone after the judgement, not even Hawk. No one knew why he didn't talk either. How painful it was...Seeing his family being tortured by that b!tch. Optics shifted slightly for a moment, looking away. It was hard to meet her gaze. It took a moment for her to answer his question, so it must've been dificult. Although, when he heard her answer, he questioned it.

x.Firefly...Firefly...He had heard that name before, but where? Quickly, he tried to focus, to think. He remebered it now. At her judgement, he took Hawk there and he had heard about him then. It was her mate. Her love. He hesitated again, thinking his words over carfully before joining them all together, he was ready. Lyrics echoed softly, song like. They still quivered a bit, but not much. He had to be strong.

I am sorry Twi...I know what it's like...

x.He didn't go on. A new thought filttered into his mind. Hawk hadn't told him about anything latley, no Judgments. Was he really dead and no one knew about it? Hawk didn't know? He sould've heard about it by now... Questioning gaze was given before looking away again, surrow in his eyes. He knew this must be hard for her, even though they would be rejoined, it would be hard. He would be leaving all the others. Their son and daughter...

x.Ebony forlock fell over his glowing optics. They held most emotion, plain to see, for once. Usually he would hide it all up, unable to be seen. However, now he had a reason to show it. He had to trust someone now. They coulod all no, it didn't matter anymore. Optics returned to her. Trying to show how sorry he was to hear. It truley hurt him as well. Truth...

[m o o n light`]

Emotions clouded her every move, it was just unbearable in every way. Trying desperately to tare her sorrowful optics from the pools, but they just could leave the image. First it was of the b.astard, shameless of what he had done. Walking with such pride in his step, for the first time in her life she almost loathed the demon. Twi was unlike anyone, nothing could get her angry. This was to much, Firefly god-knows-where so near death he was halfway in heaven already. And Dev, his unconscious body lay still. She longed to shout out, Anusha had left hope long ago. Her fate was soon to be decided, but Dev? No...no...no...

Flaxen bodice shook with each sob, Spirit could do nothing to stop him. Such pain and suffering, he had gone through so much. Twi cried for Firefly, she cried for Dev and her lost daughter Anusha, she cried for Spirit, and she cried for Blackfoot. Finally able to turn away, she swerved from the pool as not to watch anything its depths held. Orbs held his gaze, listening quietly.

"It's rough all over." Lyrics stated sorrowfully. Sobs soon died down, her gaze just as depressed as his. She instantly trusted him, Blackfoot seemed as if he'd been through just as much, if not more as anyone. Though he had never spoken before, his voice was calming. She couldn't forget, but he made it just a tiny bit more bearable. It was so lonely being up here, having one single friend was a relief.

[..TheSummer'sTwilight..]

[ღGracie]

x.Her lyrics passed him by at first. Optics closed tightly and for the first time in what seemed like a century, he thought of his life...his death...his herd....Aspen...he didn't even get to say goodbye. Aqua streamed through his shut lid and down his muzzle as the flashbacks came. They filttered first slowly, then rapidly, into his fighting mind. Blackfoot...he could picture the day he met Rain. Everything seemed so perfect. He was reaching out to nuzzle her. Then...Those coal daggers coming down towards his cranium and those red eyes glowing with fury. Those lyrics that echoed deep in his auds, "Your daughter loves me..."

x.Optics snapped open. Breathing became rapid as he tried to calm himself. Gaze returned back to Twi shortly. She was shaking as she sobed over something he couldn't see in the depths of the pool. When Twi finally met his gaze he could see the deep depression lining her optics. She was going through the same pain he "always" felt. His own depression showed as well, for he was to tired to deal with the pain of trying to hide it. Finally, Twi's lyrics came to him. He nodded slowly. Pitch black tassels bobbed on his silvery white boa. She never really told him what was wrong, but if she wished to keep it to herself...well it was understandable.

x.Questions popped into his mind left and right, he was unable to control his thoughts. Yet, he didn't want to ask any of them. He wasn't sure if she trusted him yet, and he didn't want to act like he was butting into her buisness. Everyone needed privacy sometimes. He kept his lyrics to himself for that reason and another. Because it hurt him to speak. He hated the pain speaking brought to him. It would be deathly to a living equine. That he knew...