~I'll be Your Treat~

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Sumarko

Palomino mare strolled into the barren landscape, running the land over with golden, sceptical pools. A deep whiny interrupted the dead silence of her surroundings as she nervously pawed the earth with an ebony hoof. Curved boa snaked out and she lowered her head to the earth, tunnels flaring as the dust rose from the earth beneath her feet.

A whiff of snow entered her tunnels, and reminded her of her fierce and painful past. A ferocious buck caused a ripple through her golden coat, and the mare flung her head, flaxen tresses flying in the air as her hid hooves kicked out. A excited gleam of light caught the essence of the mares happiness. She was free. No more looking after ridiculous foals, she could eat what she pleased. And what pleased her, was flesh. A grin rippled across her snout before it was replaced by a serious line.

The Mountain Horse began to quickly build up speed in her long muscles, her rather lanky build stretching out into a racing gallop, the cold air causing small tears at the ducts of her eyes. The speed only grew faster, and the excitement rose in the Fae as she thundered along. Quickly, a sight of a forest in the middle of the barren plains caused her to slow in confusion.

As she entered the green, her jumbled trot was the only sound the Essa could hear. Golden stilts took her deeper into the earth, and finally the mare spoke, high and clear lyrics ringing in the air. "I claim the position of the Goddess of this land. Step forwards if you think of me as unfit for this position." Eyes narrowed as the mare stalked closer, and sighed as a pond came into view. Lowering her rather square head, Sumarko lipped the water, quenching her thirst. [/center][/color]

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|x| So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change the animal I have become.
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Aro

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The palomino overo took a deep breath as he watched the mare from a distance. He was well fit for being in winter, which was because he had no one to look after. His son was doing fine on his own, and he had no mate to look after. A bitter smile crossed his facade.

The kiger trotted forward leisurely, the same bitter smile on his maw.

Aro stopped in front of the mare, resting his hind leg and flicking his sandy tail lazily. "To be honest, mare," He cocked back an ear. "You seem highly unfit to take position by my side." The stallion's tone changed, and his amber eyes grew dark. "For one, mare, you don't just come into my lands and declare your position. That's my decision to make. And now, you have two choices."

The large kiger mustang took a couple steps towards the mare, a smirk slithering across his mug. "You leave, and I do no harm to you, or you stay, and face what I might do to you." A dark laugh emerged from the painted mustang.

"Now then, mare, which is it? I'm partial to the second one. Which, is because it's more fun for me." A dark grin caught the corners of the mustang's mug.

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Muse; Good I guess. Not the best post because I'm in a rush
OOC; Aro's just mean because his mate died D:
Lyrics; Animal I have Become by Three Days Grace

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Sumarko