Shall I look upon a leader or stay alone?

[topianopainthorses]

Joligne walked into the pasture and wondered if she would ever get a home, mate, foals? A family? That question is the one who hurt her the most.
Family, She shuddered More like a whole herd loking for trouble for stayin' with me, heir for some throne or some ruler of darks, who knows? For all I know, lights hate me. No matter what. So, what am I doing out here? She shook her head from the thoughts and waded farther into the grassy playa. She started to nibble on some grass. She actually just wanted to be loved in a family. She waited, the wind playing with her mane and the grass playing with her muzzle.

[moonlightsonata]

I've been making plans to break p l a n s,

Strapping frame of the russet brute sauntered it way to the vixen, pitch gaze following her every movement. Charcoal diamonds digging deep into the terra, scars for which he was named. Stubbed whipcord smacked harshly against his brawny frame, thick dreads moving in a similar motion. Large cranium bounced with every step, gaze never leaving the dove. They poked and prodded, pulling every detail of the vix with one harsh look.

Boisterous neigh emitted his vox, revealing his presence to the dove. Frame was quickly brought to rest before her, optics staring deeply into her's. "Hello miss, I believe we have never met before. I be dubbed Scar." his gruff lyrics spoke to her, harsh but not unkind. A slave to the demon Megedagik, and a trophy was all he needed.

And I've been planning something b i g.

[topianopainthorses]

Joligne looked up, mane shifting in accusement when she heard the whinny. She saw the stallion come twoards her, when he spoke, she repleyed in sweet, soft lyrics,
'Lo, Scar, I'd be dubbed with Joligne. She blinked her velvet-silk violet eyes, and unusual color for a horse, and awaited for the stallion to speak, when he did not for a minute, she asked,
Why are you here? I believe you have a home, you surely look like it, Her mane shifted to the other side of her neck by the wind, showing her own scar from her father. It went from the base of her crania and went all the way down, like a peice of glass cutting through her flesh, to the tip of her mid bod. It was black against her golden pelt and was easily seen. her father had given it to her when he had gotten angry for not following the dark ways. She ran-away from home after that incident. SHe awaited for the stallions reply.

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[moonlightsonata]

So show me something we haven't heard y e t,

Optics slid down the vixen's boa, tracing the scar down to her bodice. Own frame showed of the many scar's he himself had received over his time. One pronounced the most, an X crossing his broad chest. The mark of a demon, Megedagik. He cared not his apperence though, the demon would be dead soon, and Scar would rule. It was all worth it.

Gruff chuckle emitted his vox, amused by the vixen's inquiry. "Claiming Prairie, a dove, a stag, ain't it obvious girl?" Lyrics laughed, diamond placed closer to the vix. Optics returned to her violet orbs, pitch-black his own starring deep within her's. Joligne eh? Well Joligne, welcome to my world...

But I'm not convinced you hopeless songs wont s t i c k.

[topianopainthorses]

Joligne blinked and gave a half smile. She saw his own optics stare into her own. She stared plain back, like little foal's having a staring contest. She stayed there until one of them broke the stare. Fire glints inside her eye as she stare's.

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[moonlightsonata]

Optics continued to stare into hers, exepting her challenge. Gruff snort emitted his vox, smirk crossing his pitch maw. Entire fame remained still, waiting for one of them to break. "Well, do you exept my offer? Or my I presuade you further?" His lyrics stated, sly and cunningly. Megedagik couldn't have this one, not if he tried...

[topianopainthorses]

Eyes still on the brute's, she said,

Well, at least it's traveling and almost being either captured or killed. In her own way, that meant yes.

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[moonlightsonata]

Snort emitted the strapping brute's vox, cranium raising hight to the sky, gaze never ceasing. Stunted whipcord flicked to his hock, the snap echoing through the prarie. "I can give you either, it's all up to you ma'am" The brude inquired, pitch-black optics flashing sly. And he ment it, death or claim. It's a pretty hard chice, concitering who he was...

[topianopainthorses]

Joligne thought about it, never blinking, then finally said,
Eh, why not? Sure. She replied, still staring.

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[moonlightsonata]

Massive cranium nodded, smirk playing across his maw. Strapping boa flipped, sending the shower of dreads flying. Russet pillars moved his frame to her side, optics never blinking. "Well then, let us go." Vox released the lyrics, pillars already carrying his frame toward the destination. Optics looked from the corner, waiting for her next movement.

[topianopainthorses]

Certainly Joligne said, still staring as she followed the brute.

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[moonlightsonata]

ooc||she is now a mare of Mountain Peak

[topianopainthorses]

ooc; Kk