Post by swift on Nov 28, 2008 14:02:45 GMT -5
Black Friesian form entered the land. His cold icy blue eyes stared out, his nosrtrils flaring. It was here he caught the scent of her. Swift, his once adopted daughter. How he hated how she turned against him. He was searching for her in a Light's territory, which meant one thing...she too was a light. he though he had raised her better than that, but he guessed wrong. Anger filled his body as he let out a call to her that peirced out loudly through the snowy winter day. He stood on a highly elevated piece of land. Then he saw her. Her golden form was running around a darker smaller form. A foal. This pissed him off. He had called for her, and she didn't obey. Once more his cry rang out, and again she didn't come. Fury building inside him, he lit towards her. His body a black blur across the white snow. She was running from him..a bad choice. He ran faster than her though, she had to stay with the little one, He got infront of her and the small thing and stopped. "well well well, I never thought I would see you with a foal....How are you? Swift" His lyrics were cold and full of hatred. He knew there had to be a stag around here somewhere, but if he had any say so, he would be gone with Swift before he would know.
Swift had been galloping aimlessly around Drum. he had growm so much and she knew her time with him as a foal was limited. He was already over a year old, his coat filling more out to be a cremey black, with a pearlish shine to it. He would be a beautiful one once he lost his winter coat. her ears swivled back to catch the loud piercing whinny. It was him. her adoptive father that had been so cruel. He was a dark, and she knew this meant one thing..he came to take her back with him to his land, to be his bitch again. That was her purpose when she was there, to pleasure anyone that lived on his land, thankfully she never had a foal to them, but she had had her fill of it. That was why she was here, living her own peaceful life. How dare he intrude on lassan's land. She looked to drum and quietly said,"Run" She took of running. Not as fast as she liked, but she had to make sure drum kept with her. If he fell into Pilot's grasp, she knew he would kill him. They hadn't been fast enough. She skidded to a stop a few inches before him, sliding on the ice before stopping. " Hi Pilot, leave us alone and get the hell out of here" she said breathing heavy. She made sure that drum stay behind her.
Drum had been watching his 'mother' run around him. he loved her, and enjoyed days like this that were filled with joy and happiness. His ears moved nervously as the calls running through the air. It frightened him more when Swift had said run. their games had tired them both so he knew she was running slower to let him keep up with her. He watched the black form go by, and as Swift stopped, so did he. The friesian stud frightened him, so he moved to cower behind his mother. He had to smile at his mother's brave words. Only she could do that..stick up to anyone without a care in the world what they were going to say or do.
Swift had been galloping aimlessly around Drum. he had growm so much and she knew her time with him as a foal was limited. He was already over a year old, his coat filling more out to be a cremey black, with a pearlish shine to it. He would be a beautiful one once he lost his winter coat. her ears swivled back to catch the loud piercing whinny. It was him. her adoptive father that had been so cruel. He was a dark, and she knew this meant one thing..he came to take her back with him to his land, to be his bitch again. That was her purpose when she was there, to pleasure anyone that lived on his land, thankfully she never had a foal to them, but she had had her fill of it. That was why she was here, living her own peaceful life. How dare he intrude on lassan's land. She looked to drum and quietly said,"Run" She took of running. Not as fast as she liked, but she had to make sure drum kept with her. If he fell into Pilot's grasp, she knew he would kill him. They hadn't been fast enough. She skidded to a stop a few inches before him, sliding on the ice before stopping. " Hi Pilot, leave us alone and get the hell out of here" she said breathing heavy. She made sure that drum stay behind her.
Drum had been watching his 'mother' run around him. he loved her, and enjoyed days like this that were filled with joy and happiness. His ears moved nervously as the calls running through the air. It frightened him more when Swift had said run. their games had tired them both so he knew she was running slower to let him keep up with her. He watched the black form go by, and as Swift stopped, so did he. The friesian stud frightened him, so he moved to cower behind his mother. He had to smile at his mother's brave words. Only she could do that..stick up to anyone without a care in the world what they were going to say or do.
