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Rose turned when she thought she heard him speak, not completely sure of what the stallion had said. It sound as if he said he wanted her to stay, but with the slight wind pick up whistling in her shaped ears. She pricked her ears forward, her face hold exact words that didn't need to be spoken. She stared at him with "what did you say?" look. But she also stared because she was surprised by how he seemed to pull himself together fast. She was never capable of recovering from a fit from her attacking past as fast he did, but she was capable to pushing it back, hiding it, ensuring it didn't up her life in any risk at all. She waited for him to say what he said before, knowing her question was easily readable of her dished face.

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[bg=#FF9900] Scared of My Shadow's blue oculars cleanly swept over the concave elegance of her face with what could most easily be described as an apologenic offering of smile. Gathering his thoughts into a single line, the stag merely blinked at the question, for it was more than understandale that the Ice Rose had not heart his whispered return. Raising his lengthy neck with ears flickering forth once more to offer a sense of reassurance to his current state of being, Hollow finally offered her what he had said in clipped verison, with his normal smooth audios. 'I assure you I am fine, and...I wish you to stay, if you would as be so kind...' Eyes sparkled with finality as once more he offered a small tugging of lips as orbs found hers. He was more than lengthy aware of her staring eyes fixed upon his own dished face, but he did not show any discomfort at the gesture. Moving then his light orbs to the frozen canopy above, they memorized the plethora of intertwining ice, the patterns painting pictures in mind. It was calming to the stallion, to say the least, when he had been the spiting image of discomfort a heartbeat time ago. Nostrils flared in exhaling fashion as the cremello once more rounded upon the mare before him, with almost a wish of idle conversation. His mind had already seeped through the cracks far too much today for his own comfort, yet he prided himself in thinking it was not too late to save his own case as well as sanity. Hope was something he could scrap up with the wish to carry on.

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Muse: ^^ Um'kay.
OOC: Bit short, there. xD
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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The mare trotted back under the canopy off branches and pine needled trees as the snow started to fall slowly from the sky. She looked at the stallion again with an easily read expression on her face. It simply seem to say, 'If you wish.' She had always had an easily readable face, but she could hide things, things most horses faces couldn't hide. The mare stepped past Hollow, brushing past him. The grey eyes seemed to harden again. She was going to watch her self. The mere hesitation and of what she said put him into that fit. She watched his face carefully, making sure Hollow pulled himself completely together again.

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[bg=#FF9900] The cremello pelted stallion could be described as more than minimally relieved when Ice Rose chose to make her way back under the secluded sheltering of the branches, brushing with unmasked ease past the massive frame of stag. No matter in what way you made choice to discribe what the Bel eyed stallion Hollow saw, he felt slight abandonment of his own thoughts as he sensed once more the tangible change in the mare's captivating orbs. Brushing the shivers away from their depth in skin, his own orbs moved to what could be called the entrance to the sheltering trees, observing the cascade of flakes to earth below. As often as it may, the smile completely disappeared from his features as they easily melted back to original state as his ears pricked forth to watch. The arch of neck turned as his bestowed the limit of blue crystalline gaze upon her own secluded orbs as if in search for something that was only a hint there of, not meant to be found nor discovered as it lay below surface. Scared of My Shadow had heard it once said that the eyes were the portals to ones own soul...and if that was the case, he was frightened to think what lay just beyond the brilliant surface of his own. Pushing the thoughts of himself away, he could never help but notice has her gem-like orbs gave grace to her odd coloration of pelting, as if drawing energy from it. Live was in them, a flame that danced behind harden layer of tempting rock. Cold to the world, but melting with inner offering of heat. The patchwork stallion did not offer another expression as his eyes racked across the delicate features of her face once more, searching with a collected interest. Concentration reigned supreme upon his being, showing nothing else as he pressed on. There was nothing shy of art in the delicate curve of her face, each impression perfection. Yes, it was true that Hollow had never looked at another equine with as much sheer and utter captivation that he was now, the complexity stifling all other urges. Finally, as if in a fit of realization to his search, his eyes darted away, to the ground, his expression still a complete mask of concentration as he tried to sort through his own thoughts...

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Muse: ^^ Perfection.
OTC: O.o That was strangely deep..
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(True to that! Abnormally deep, even for you. It kind of reminds me of of the Teen age RP I did on PB and it was already extremely deep from the beginning, the first post!)

The mare watched him study her, as she seemed to restudy him herself. His eyes. A beautiful pale blue, with a grand outer flame, but the underneath. If there was a possible way to have a two eye colors, the second being invisible, his would of been a dark grey or black. Probably because of the same thing that made him freeze up earlier. The mare hid any hint of what she say with success. She kept on studying him, even he had looked away. He had the arab head, dished according to pedigree, shaped beautifully. But he was much too big just arab. His height was taller than her, even though she was smallish for an arab. His mass was bigger than her as well. She was slim, streamline, like a grand racer. He had a muscled body of that like a war horse, use to carrying heavy weights in armor and of a hume. He had long legs, like that of a jumping horse, on who'd love to fly into the air, even though gravity brought him back to the earth. She turned her head and icy eyes away now from her studying of him.

(Sorry for no deepness in mine. Rose isn't exactly a grand shower of emotion, as we all know.)

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[bg=#FF9900] Scared of My Shadow bowed his head with the extend of arching neck, muscles tensing but never reaching forth to bear against the rest of his light pelting. Mind reveled in the proclamation of his own minimal findings, though even that was strangely enough to satisfy the brute for a manner of moments as her gaze continued to linger on frame. Skin shivered as ice seemed to embed itself into think layer of coating, splinter feeling as another tedious moment seemed to hold nothing more than the silence of the hidden pair. Without the thoughts giving any more offering for minutes to take away interest, Hollow soon found himself under her fragile form once more, as if deprived of the glance. So much could be said at the surface that he was sure did not lay underneath. Ice orbs once more traced her thin bodice, stilts, and overall pelting with more enthrallment than before, but slight disappointment. The cremello painted stag wished to notice something more than the hard shell that served as her barrier to the outside world, her shield to equines such as himself. His very being burned with the longing to melt the ice from the rose, finally understand how the name fit this mare, doing her justice that no other calling would. Ice Rose. What rose lay in wait under her strange sheet of icing? Not wilting nor withering, but flourishing with hidden life that Hollow could only wish to grasp. His expression did not betray any of the inner turmoil fevering within, but held in it the air of complete bewitchment. Though compelled sense of urging to move closer to this product of total attention arose, he immediately pressed the matter flat in which to break it. He wouldn't dare move in this situation, even as his gaze lingered one. The massive stallion bested himself to break the holding silence, but once more found himself unable of such a simple task. It seemed to cradle the moment, holding it in grasp as his eyes once more found the turned away mare, as if in pleading to understand. Understand what? He himself did not yet know...

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Muse: ^^ Perfection.
OTC: O.o Hollow is a bit....odd...right now. xD So..compelled.
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(No kidding, eh? Normally Hollow is all..... Boyish trickster! XD Now he's all... mushy! XD Rose is acting a little out of character as well though. She normal wouldn't want to be so close to another horse.)

Ice Rose felt the pale blue eyes of the stallion trace her, then fall off just to look at her again. Her own icy being had learned staying frozen, even with a cozy fire near by, was her only way of survival as she grew up. She never trusted another, of her own kind. She automatically preferred her life without another, unusual for equine. But with her life so clear defined to her at the time. To live alone, as an exiled outcast. But, some how, through it all, she seemed to see a little hope before her, of a normal life. But nothing stays the same. Things must happen, things must change. Maybe this her change for her life, being in a herd without being forced, and with another horse that was so close to her. The mare looked back over to the stallion, even though she probably didn't need to. Hollow. The first horse she met that wasn't concerned about her coat color. The mare looked at him, her eyes seeming not to be so critical. Her ears pointed to were the entrance was for them, the wind whistling against the trees. She could hear the slight wind further out pick up the snow and drop it.

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[bg=#FF9900] The cremello painted stallion dare not release the collected lighten pools that served their part as the mare's grayed orbs. The finality of this situation was as if the ending chapter of a seemingly limitless nightmare that had been his life. A spark flickered across his melting blue eyes as they gazed with deep intentions of scavenge into Ice Rose's, the depth much farther than skimming the surface. For once, the stag prayed for the rightness to continue, the space warm with the breath of both equines. Minding the direction of her pointing ears, he tentatively churned over a particular train in his mind. A push without a pull, mirroring the waves in mind as he once more found himself washing upon the beaches of Spiagga Del Nord only to wander through the reaches of unclaimables. So much had changed since then... Was Scared of My Shadow still the delinquent that had been trickster to the humans that held his care? Little more than two years had passed, but his temperament had shifted, collecting even to this point of him meeting the fair mare. A shift toward the better, a new life that lay in wait when he met Lassan. A herd, and a...friend? Was that what this delicate rose was to him? Another flash danced across his iris in a flash, consuming his internal core with flame. Entire frame seemed to relax completely as with apprehension did the patchwork horse make his next motion of offering to his former. Slowly, he extended his swan-like neck outward, the muscles growing taunt without effort. His dished face was turned slightly downward as his stature was far greater than the mare's. Messily, the strands of his mane fell forth to mask his blue orbs as he continued the offering, petal ears tipped forward in a show of companionship.

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Muse: ^^ Um'kay.
OOC: O.O Geez...he is really feeling something right now...
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(O.o Um... Hollow.... Did you accidentally hit your head off a rock or something! XD Oh gees. I'm on Morgan and Paint, and Have no clue what to do.....-.-)

Rose watched the stallion, her eyes curiously watching him. Caution began to refill her as the stallion got closer to her. She shied a away sightly, unsure again. But fear wasn't in her eyes. Well, not the regular fear that usually controlled the mare's actions. She felt unsure of herself. She always felt like other's rejected her. But here's a horse that was reaching towards her. She felt she would mess something up. She watched his eyes until they became covered by the messy mane of his. She never knew something in her life could happen so fast, even when she thought it would change. The mare felt herself make her own change of heart. The mare looked at him again, knowing he'd also part of a bad past himself. But he seemed to be not completely over. But no one gets complete over their past. But she has gotten over her past. She reached forward towards him, a ear flicked back out of her own self shyness.

(Rose was like panicky at first, but she all like, 'Whoa, chill for a minute' to her self.)

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[bg=#FF9900] Scared of My Shadow stiffened with noticeable degree as the moment flickered past in frozen collection of stance, though he did not allow himself to relax from the position as mind reeled in each passing presentation of parading second. Rejection was something that had cut him deep before, though in different chance of circumstantia. As his mind began to trudge down the useless path of self-injustice, Hollow became aware of the change in surrounding air, brought on upon motion from his former. With the immediate realization to this shift in general moment, crystalline orbs flinted as if in hope to peer through the layers of strands with no hope of such a fruitless endeavor. His petal ears flickered back as the cremello stallion stifled the sensation of drowning as she seemed to mirror with holding caution his previous motions forward. Orbs closed once more as the softness of her velveteen muzzle collided with ease against the lighten skin of his own. A warm exhale was exchanged as he then breathed deeply as if to give humble reassurance to the air of anxiety between the pair. The cremello stallion could tangibly feel the hot surroundings given from the pelting of himself as well as her, breathing the staleness as one. With almost grudgingly slow motions, he began to retract his muzzle, unwilling to allow himself another chance at rejection in case of a moment of decided willing boldness.

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Muse: Dead.... X.X
OOC: Sounds strained....
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(O.o Okay. Sounds like Hollow went back to normal.....)

Rose felt her eyes, feeling Hollow's muzzle leave her's. She kept her eyes closed, letting her head drop back were it was before. She felt her self shutter, as her mental estate questioned what she just did. The mare refused to reopen her eyes, though she felt them roll around under the thin piece of membrane that sheathed it, the thick arab eyelashes shadowing the skin below it. She felt, odd, now. She wasn't use to how she already felt about the one who stood next to her. But she felt embarrassed now. She let her icy barrier down, only for that moment. She still didn't seem to guard her self with it again. She stood there, ears flicked back in shyness and embarrassment, her head low.

(Gees, now Rose sounds like she's been rejected. But honestly it's about she felt about her barrier being let down)

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[bg=#FF9900] The patchwork stallion gauged her reaction with a sense of internal hostility that melted the workings of clocked brain. The burning desire to mend this shattered frame seeped under his skin to bear forth splintered shivers throughout the massive form of the stag. Thoughtless in action as well as word, muscles tensed as leg extended itself to step closer to her delicate expanse of pelting. Tentatively, he allowed the skin of his neck to press against hers with an offer of understanding to pass. The delicate head of the stallion lay itself upon her withers, the craning of neck once more allowing his forelock to upheaval into shimmered eyes. Scared of My Shadow stood without slight motion in this fashion, ears flickered back to listen only to the calming beat of the mare's own breath. As moments strained, the pulse of her own heart seemed to mold into his mind, working into tones as the light pelted stallion waited. Yet, he was not waiting for reaction, nor answer to any question. He was not seeking words in the silence, not anything in particular. The wind whistled with abandon right outside the self-created shelter as Hollow offered his time as well as precious moments to the mare at his side Ice Rose. The cradle of time serving suite was more than a trifling past generous with the massive framed stag as he absorbed himself in the details of the day. He would not be moved, unless the mare herself so wished it. He would wait for her so that he could follow her offering and waste not a moment between them. Together in this place he wished he could forever stay...

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Muse: ^^
OOC: *tilts head* Hmmm...
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(*Tilts head and has a cutist face* Aww... Hollow! I've softened you! XD)

Rose felt the stallion put his head over her withers, him next to her. She felt broken, not being able to put that ice barrier back. She felt vulnerable and lost. But for the first time in her life though, she felt safe. She didn't feel as unsafe with him somehow. The mare stood there, quietly, not protesting. She just silently stood, her ears pointing towards Hollow. She wanted to so badly to though to stay here. But the saying "All things must end" dictated life. But she was going to stand still there as long as she could let it last. She could feel her self feeling accepted, even at her most vulnerable moment. She let her eyes open, the ice seemed to be a thin membrane it's self, and underneath was a swishing ocean of water, wanting to be free of the ice, but stayed inside her, without falling out because of gravity. She lifted her head slighting, looking behind her to ensure he was still there, to ensure it was real.

(Meh is deep! Muse went up for meh! ^^ Which is weird.... I normally have no muse..... O.o)

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[bg=#FF9900] Wind whistled with empty intentions as the stag basked with the simplicity of the moment being shared at current. Gentle warmth of breath broke with steam across the heightened back of the entrancing mare as the delicate head rose with the feel of tending muscles taunt with newest motions. The light paint did not bother to turn the arch of neck as he continued to press himself into the curve of her neck as if the space between them was without form or shape. Gently, a gutteral nicker passed his lips to offer itself to her ears in pure esctasy as well as to give taste of euphoria. Mended hearts that shall not break when glued with the depths of true intentions. Hollow once more exhaled as if to assure himself of the mare at his side. Reality in breaking lights. Mind clicked with finality as he slid the pieces of puzzle together with a smile upon heaven features. Lassan had been right, of course, though the stallion himself had been unsure of it at first. Scared of My Shadow's muzzle once more skimmed the thin withers as if in contemplation. Where was the dark pelted stag? He had excused him, had he not, with an intention? Hollow snorted with quiet seriousness as he thought this current line. With steady motions on gliding stilts, he allowed himself to circle around the mare, wearily staying close to the warmth of her pelting as he drew himself to the opposite. Stopping so their heads were at the same measure, he offered her a small smile of gratitude, hoping the shimmering of his eyes conveyed the rest the words would not offer. His gaze grudgingly left hers as the blue orbs shifted to the entrance as ears pricked forth with thought. For the first time, the cremello wished he could relive the moment that had passed not so long ago...

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Muse: :3
OOC: That was very easy to write...weird...
Music: My Chemical Romance {Anything and Everything}

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(O.o My arm has a pain in it.....)

Rose stood there, hearing the stallion's nicker to her, but he soon after he left her side, and round to the front of her. She stared at his face, raising her own head now. She saw his eyes reluctantly divert from her's to the entrance. She turned her head to look out it for a second to turn her head back. She took into thought. He was with Lassen earlier, talking to him. The mare stood there as she looked at him, connecting the the dots in her head. They did just get here, and Lassen probably wanted to introduce them to the herd, and was probably wondering were the two of them hid during this snowfall. She sighed mentally, not really wanting either of them to leave. But that whole 'all things must end' holds true to every detail in life. She looked him in the eyes. "Do you want me to come?" She asked, her tone soft.