Wind Song's Search

[Beach Bum ♥]

The little mare trotted in to this new land with fresh, crisp smells. She was in search of a friend...or possibly even a mate for she was left to die by her family because she could not keep up. Now she was alone and unprotected with not a clue of what to do. As Wind Song gently let her head down for a drink from the lake, questions raced her mind. "Where do I go next? Should I stay here? Is this place even safe?" As she finished her drink a great neigh came from her delicate muzzle and then she declared this land hers from now and forever. As she did this, a rustle came from
the bushes to her right. Because of her want for contact with another, she did not run, but slowly headed to the bushes. She saw the hue of a horse but she was not sure....

[Rebel™]

A smiled crossed his facade as the bronc stepped into view. Flute-shaped ears stood erect upon his large dome. He bobbed his dreambox playfully, long ebony tassels dancing about in his wake.

Hello. His sweet tones danced 'pon the air before fading into view sweet silence. I am Rogue. Well met, contessa. What might a beautiful mare as yourself be blessed?

Harks laced back slightly so he could hear the world around him. Something didn't seem quite right. He shrugged, expelling every thought of anything other than her. He smirked, a warm smile taking its place a moment later.

[Beach Bum ♥]

Wind Song stared at the magnificant titan before her very eyes. His muscles potruded and he glistened in the sun. It took a moment for the vix to reply Hello Rouge. Thankyou. You do not know how wonderful this moment is for me! I have not been in contact with one of my kind for some time.


Wind Song pranced with her tail high over to the steed. As they nuzzled and became familiar with each other, she spewed out her story They call me Wind Song for I am like a flowing song, roaming the country with the wind...



She then explained about how when she was young, she had been abandoned because of a sickness that held her back , but by some miracle, she had survived and now roamed alone not belonging to anyone except for mother Nature.

[Rebel™]

A nod was performed, long silken threads dancing as his head made drastic movements. Once dormant 'pon his nape again, he smiled. She had a tough life, but now she did whatever she pleased.

I'm glad I 'ave brought you some well deserved company, fae. I would be honored to be your friend, Song.

He beamed. What a truely sweet femme. He bobbed his cerebrum enthusiastically, nudging her sleek barrel playfully before sending out a small buck.

[Beach Bum ♥]

I'm glad to know I have a friend in you. The liitle mare was curious about the stallions past, when she spoke with him, he seemed mysterious, yet gentle. She didn't want to intrude in his personal life, though.


Collecting the courage, she shyly questioned the stag
If I may ask, where do you come from, and why are you alone? Do you even have any mares of your own?

Wind Song quietly waited as the stallion gathered his thoughts...

[Weeping Willow]

Gorgeous contessa swayed into veiw over the bulge of earth. She dipped her maw in a polite greeting and turned to the stud, performing a copy of the greeting to him, also. "Brute," She gasped breathlessly, "I have stalked you for many miles and yet you havent halted for a slit second til now." Her lyrics recovered, floating into the breeze unfathomably. "I have come to ask you if I may occupy a posistion within your herd. My foal would adore a tree over his head without a unneccassary hassle." A small youngling appeared from behind the mothers rump. It appeares to have been suckling on its mother's milk, for his usually dark muzzle was plastered onto it. As he opened his mouth to speak, milk, dribbled down his maw and onto the floor. "Hi" He greeted shyly and stood there blankly.

[Rebel™]

Alcatraz cocked his head to the side. A few rough scars adorned his otherwise attractive facade. (-cough- Real life -cough-). He nodded surrepticiously, his eyes wandering over the mare intruding on his conversation with Song. Stalking? Hopefully it was figurative language.

A nod was performed with his unusually large skull, awakening dormant pallid tresses as they danced about his elegant crania wildly.

Eh...but fae, I do not know thee. What is thine name? I could be a sick forcebreeder and you would've gone home with me anyway.

He looked at her like she was crazy. Maybe she wasn't...but something about this mare just did not seem right...

[Rebel™]

ooc // Brilliant pic Dani! Almost as sexeh as you! -huggles and breaks cookie in half and passes half tpo Dani- Yum! ^.^;;;

[Weeping Willow]

(How could you have known she is not right? Watch out. Sorry bout the bubble...it was a overwhelming want. I fixed it though)

"My name is Aqua Rose, my offspring here is Boe Muerte. We need a home so terribly." She stared at him with ruling eyes. He thought she was odd, why else would he have cocked his head? Of course. How could he have known? It was killing her inside slowly, inching its way to insanity. "Sorry to intrude, i will go to our new home if you allow us, please." She stared at him coldly, then snapped back to normal, waiting for a reply.

[Rebel™]

He smiled. She actually didn't seem so bad. Lowering his proudly shaped crania slowly to peek at the coltis, he whinnied loudly, a puff of breath emitting from his nares onto the foal. A kind of horse joke to show affection to a young'n.

Mare, you intrigue me. However, I cannot deny this colten a tree over his head and a place to call home. You shall leave with me now.

He nodded, cold, condescending eyes piercing straight through the contessa. Darkened maw was lifted into the pungent carbon, nares aflare. He gazed at Windsong. Was she even there? He inclined his dome and shrugged, turning his back on the trio and walking away. He was going home.

[Beach Bum ♥]

Wind Song snapped back to reality and noticed a new mare and handsome young colt. More of my kind she thought. Then she noticed the stud walking away. Where is he going?
She decided to follow, for he was the only good thing that had ever happened to her. Walking briskly, then breaking in to a trot, she left the mare and foal behind...

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[Rebel™]

ooc // Just meet him at his terratory.