|| What did she get herself into..

[Rayne]

and in your darkest hour

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The dark, brown and black outline of an equine cantered slowly through the thick brush of the forest. The mare's hooves touched the ground ever so lightly, making a faint thud with each move of her ebony pillars. Her sandy brown mane and tail were somewhat windswept behind her as she strolled. Having recently arrived on the shores of the island, the scent of a far away land still barely latched on to her coat.
The mare tossed her forelock aside, having it fall over the left side of her face. Blazing, aquamarine eyes lay locked on the dense underbrush of the forest before her. She could only wonder when she'd find her way out of such a forest--she remembered the trail she'd gone to go in, but after coming this far, she figured it'd be a shorter run to just keep going straight to the other edge. After all, that's what she was searching for -- she wanted go to more inland, rather than stay on the open coastal zone.
Rounded audits twitched lightly, flattened in a relaxed manner against her skull as she moved on, head held low to the ground.

» Muse: lotss~
» Character: Secret's Flame
» Notes: --

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[.r e e d.]

Massacre

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........ THE BASTARD slithered out in front of the vixen's path, a cruel smirk plastered on his mug. "Hello, vixen. What's a pretty little thing like yourself doing here?" Black forelock covering his odd colored eyes, Massacre picked up feathered towers and walked to the mare's small form... "Lost? I can help you..."

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Muse;; I have no muse, sorry.
MUSE ic;; Octane
Notes;;
Lyrics;; None yet
Character;; Aro

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[Rayne]

and in your darkest hour

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··» I hold secret's flame « ··[/font][/size]
_{[ We can watch the world devoured in its pain ]}[/sub][/center]

The mare's ebony pillars slowed their gait, coming to a stop as her attention was drawn to the other equine who'd stepped in her way. She raised her head, tilting it gently to the side as she watched him.

She was new here -- there were no distinguished darks or lights where she'd come from--at least, she didn't recall running into them. Audits slowly raised from their flattened position and perched atop her head in a curious manner as green and blue eyes watched him.

"I was heading towards the other side of the forest.." she spoke, her soft tone getting slightly firmer as he approached her. She took a few steps back for every step he approached, "I'm not lost, I know precisely where I'm going." Hah, what a lie. Precisely? As if. She just knew she was going to the other side of the forest, if that was precise enough..
Sand colored tassels began to flick behind her in anticipation, swishing about her ankles as the vixen stood her ground.

» Muse: lotss~
» Character: Secret's Flame
» Notes: --

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[.r e e d.]

Massacre

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........ SICK LAUGTER filled the air "Are you sure about that now?" Massacre jerked is head, ebony forelock revealing copper and blue eyes. "Oh you don't want to go there... It's much better here... Wth me..." The bastard purred, a smirk on his tight mug. Ebony whip cracked, he took a couple steps closer. "Don't want my company? That's quite vain of you, miss.." He cocke his head to the side, his cold stare running over her frame..

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Muse;; Better :3
MUSE ic;; Nohing right now
Notes;;
Lyrics;; None yet
Character;; Aro

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[Rayne]

and in your darkest hour

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··» I hold secret's flame « ··[/font][/size]
_{[ We can watch the world devoured in its pain ]}[/sub][/center]

Rounded audits remained perched atop her head, flickering every few seconds as he spoke. Her nostrils quivered, letting out a snort as she saw him advance towards her. Her banner flicked once more, this time a bit more violently when compared to the calmer ones of just a few minutes past. She took another set of steps back, evening the distance between her and the stallion once again. It was a habit of hers to never give her back to horses, she was more comfortable facing them directly, the reasoning behind that being purely by instinct.
"I did not say I didn't want your company, sir." she said, forcing the calm tone to return once more as she met his eyes with hers.
"I simply know where I want to go.. and don't flatter yourself, but you don't seem like such a pleasant fellow.."

» Muse: Shabooya, sha sha shabooyaa rol calll c:
» Character: Secret's Flame
» Notes: --

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[.r e e d.]

Massacre

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........... MASSACRE'S laughter again filled the air. The area seemed to darken, which Massacre had a way of doing. Once he entered the place, it seemed to become a dark place that had a automatic twisted feeling. And he was dark, evil, cruel and twisted. As his twin, Homicide was.
........."WHY? ARE you... scared?" His bone-chilling laughter entered the atmosphere. Once again, she had stepped back. Feathered hooves picked up the space that she had set, and his hot breath was beating against her pretty lil' face. "You should be...." The bastard smirked, his ebony forelock had long ago since fallen over his odd colored eyes. His smirk that he had set on his mug wasn't an ordinary grin, smile or smirk. It was odd, twisted and creepy in it's own way, despite his twisted self. He was messed up, and had no desire to love anyone, even the mares who might fall for the dark bastard. He would use them for sex, toss them away and go find another bitch to torture or pass on his bloodlines, just like Homicide, his twin brother would do....

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Muse;; ;DDD
MUSE ic;; Nohing right now
Notes;;
Lyrics;; None yet
Character;; Massacre

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[Rayne]

and in your darkest hour

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_{[ We can watch the world devoured in its pain ]}[/sub][/center]

"I should be scared?" She hissed, her ears twitching slightly as she took another step back. "I see nothing to be scared about.."

She obviously didn't mean those words.. but perhaps if she posed herself a bit more fearless, this wouldn't end as bad as it could go.. Then again, her whole life seemed to revolve around Murphy's law. Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. The stallion's sudden advance startled her, causing her to rear up slightly. The vixen raised an ebony pillar, striking it in his direction--though missing purposely.
The mare snorted, nostrils flaring as she took in the stallion's scent; so that she may remember it later, should they run into each other again..

This was far too much for her. She'd never been one fight--much less to raise a hoof in anger, even if it'd been a false strike.
Her eyes wandered over the stallion's shoulders to the area behind him. Maybe if she took off fast enough.. just maybe she could make a break for it--and so she did. She dug her hooves quickly into the ground, bolting forward past the stallion's side.

» Muse: lots
» Character: Secret's Flame
» Notes: --

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