|Dove|

[~Rush~]

Let Her love Enchance You...
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Visionaries shifted amongst the area and glancing towards the shadows ever so once in a while in the pericing Atramentous Sky. Her Ashen pelt was the same as day as 'twas midnight. She slashed her hock kisser against her haunches as she stared out at the beautiful sight amongst all equines. Her Sillhouette was Arab as you could tell as she stood in the moonlights mysterious rays. While her Pellicle kept her warm from the bitter cold air, it still seemed cold. She raised a Titaniums in a sign as relaxation as she awaited a warrior. She stretched her Ivorns within her maw as she set her gaze on the shadows and she was as not Euphoric nor was she Militant but just... Phlegmatic at the moment.
Will I ever find the prince I desire?
She questioned herself inside her mind, crackles enhanced her mind as that would never happen. She wanted a jetty..not some worthless, Felicitous, Euphoric, Content, Convival, Ecstatic, Elated, Gleeful, Gratified, Jubilant, Joyous, Joyful, Mirthful, Perky, Playful, Pleasant, Satisfied, Thrilled, Buoyant Light. She wanted a bold powerful stallion, that would protect her at lifes risk. At times she wanted one that was Bellicose, Belligerent, Assertive, Offensive, Obsidinal, Bold, Domineering, Forceful, Imperious, Militant, Strenous, Cambative, bu then again she also wanted one that was Abhorrence, Enmity, Animosity, Loathing and could be easily Piqued, Irate, Irked, Vexed, Acrimonious, Choleric, Indignant by something else.
She sighed and her Aperature gently against the liquid source's surface. Gently the water cooled her throat, rushing through it and up into her frame. Her Culmination was lowered as o she could drink but she could come into impact of another creature at any moment. She lifted her Cork again and glanced around with shifty Spheres. She stood quiet, water gently rushing down the stream as she waited....awaited for ...king..warrior...protector..

[Hurt]

.They tried so hard to save me.

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Ebon pillars moved slowly and daggers lifted and sunk into the soggy floor with every step he took. Fire burned behind the wall of ice in his pools and nares flared lightly while his barrel moved in and out. Skulla shook harshly as if to ride the cool liquid from his hide as it fell from the heavens above. As he left the cover of the forest his pace quickened to a canter and his crania was lifted. Audits turned forward lightly someone lyrics rang through the lands but with the rain falling around him they were hard to understand. As he neared the bottom of the hill his pillars straightened and daggers slipped into the mud. Optics moved slowly across the vastness searching for those that he could not see.

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.But I was already falling anyway.

[~Rush~]

.Is he here? Before me standing on the hill?.
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Sleek hide shimmered against the suns rays, clearly a fae stood down there sipping at fresh cooling water. The liquid rushed down her throat, her thirsty gulps were heard and seems too flourish out her dry throat. Ripples run outwards around her velventeen's and she flickered her ears at sounds nearby. She didn't know in her complex mind if another was hear, though her nape and facade jerked within back in a fast brace like a snap. Her plumes lashed outwards as she stepped away form the gentle calming liquid. She turned slightly, optics sucking everything in easily in an instant.

[Hurt]

^{Audits scanned along the femme as he watched her. Quietly he began moving towards her waiting for her to take notice of the demon coming towards her. As he came within hearing distance his ebon velvets parted releasing his vocals to her. State your curse, Heavener He spat harshly as his pillars straightened. Even though he knew she was not a light he wanted to make her mad for the heck of it. Audits turned slowly toward her waiting for her reply.}

[~Rush~]

.If thats going too set me off, you do poor at it.
Her mind rocketed around like a bullet as it shot around it. She turned her dail slightly upwards warning him she wasn't offended and clearly unafraid. Plumes latched too and fro along her haunches at bugs that weren't even there as it 'twas a habit.
Soft chuckles emitted from her throat and seemed too float towards his harks. Her own harks flickered with amusement, it was very clear she wasn't light. She snickered ahorridly in a way like no other.
Lyrics finally floated outwards towards him,
" 'tis be cursed forever Dove. Yours?"

[Hurt]

He almost smiled with amusment as he saw her reaction to it. She had none. Audits turned toward her again as she spoke. Hearing he lyrics he smirked but his velvets parted and closed and they formed and released his vocals. Suicide He hissed cooly.

[~Rush~]

.Does my new prince stand before me?.
She stretched her maw after lowering it slightly in relaxation. Her hind dagger rested as well, her hock kisser swished against her hocks of course, in slight boredom - but really her insides were exploding iwth exitment of finding this stag.
Hearing his lyrics - a slight smug apeared 'pon her facade.
"Have you done it literally?"
Chuckles emitted her throat as she just made fun of his name.

[Hurt]

^{A deep yet eerie chuckle left him as he heard her next lyrics. No, but I make murders seem to be suicides He hissed lightly, lyrics cool and calm as to show no anger but amusment. Go on ahead dove, push you luck with me He thought quietly as he watched her. She had the name of a light and he had one of... well... one of the haunted.}

[~Rush~]

"Don't jugde me by my cursing. It only means Fae as...beauty."
She taunted with a loud crackle that rung the airy silence and sliced it like a sharp dagger or knife. She flickered her audits in amusement and a low snicker of a snake cracked her maw. A gri enlightened her maw with a snort and as soon as it came.... it vanished. Her lyrics were taunting...daring it seemed.

[Hurt]

Pools rolled and thorns slammed back down against his skulla as silver pillars began to lift and fall to and from the loam floor. Slowly he began his ways back towards the forest. Follow if you wish The silver stained beast hissed before picking up his pace.

ooc: Since I don't have suicide on here it's gonna be Hurt instead lolz.