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Post by Vel on Dec 8, 2010 18:31:50 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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The ebony stallion shuffed through the snow into Terra Scure. Jigsaw was always out on the prowl for some fun, especially in the winter when he grew easily bored. The stallion, like his father, was notorious for being a 'bad boy' womanizer who always got what he wanted. He never went for the light mares, they put up too much of a fight. Plus, when he wandered into lighter territories, such as Belle Valle, the mares would stay away from him. They feared he would be just like his infamous father Masquerade, which, he was.
In dark lands like Terra Scure, Jigsaw considered any of the mares to be fair game, willing or not. He had claimed many horses here for his leader Aro, one of the more feared dark stallions on the island. Jigsaw just loved to make his master proud. Thruth be told, Aro was like a father to Jigsaw. He looked up to him and sought to please him any chance he could get. Jigsaw's own father had never paid him or his sister much attention. He had been forced into having Jigsaw's mother as a mate by the old leader of the land. Jigsaw and his twin sister Champagne never saw their dear old father much. Jigsaw's mopther then died, followed by his sister during one very harsh winter. Masquerade then left the herd, leaving Jigsaw no one to look up to but the leader who had taken Quixtant's place.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 8, 2010 20:09:59 GMT -5
Cane
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[/size][/font] Cane found herself wandering around in the dark forest known as Terra Scure. She alwaysed seemed to end up where she never wanted to be. Sometimes she wondered if she thought of places that she didnt want to be as places she would end up, mabey she would never end up in places like this. Complicated thinking isnt it? But as Cane troted through the 'big bad forest' she started to think that the rumores were true. No light was shining in the area she was walking through, but she could see some light up ahead, and she started to run. Though it was difficult, Cane made it to a clearing, and stood there; not wanting to walk any farther.
'Why do I end up in these places. I dont want a dark stalion to find me, and to do any bad things to me. I dont want to be one of his hit and runs. Lord why do I end up like this?' Cane mumbled under her breath. Letting a sigh out, Cane started to dig at the ground, trying to see if there was any good food she could eat. There was barley any grass underneath the deep snow, but there was some. Lowering her snow white neck, Cane nibbled at the cold frozzen grass.
Trembaling with cold, Cane lowered her abnormaly small body to the ground, and tried to make herself get warm, with no luck, she let out a long sad sigh. Looking up to the barley visable sky, Cane prayed that there was no stalion that would harm her out in these woods while she rested. Looking around, Cane layed her head down, and closed her eyes, letting sleep take ahold of her, knowing that it was dangerous. [/font][/size][/center] |
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Post by Vel on Dec 9, 2010 17:41:15 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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The dark stag continued his determined march through the darks lands. Everywhere he went he found nothing but more snow and dead trees. Where was everyone? Normally the dark mares thrived around this time of year looking for some fun, just as Jigsaw was. It was the time of the year they could go out like this without having to worry about foaling the next year. Jigsaw loved the winter.
The masked stallion walked for a good half hour longer when he finally picked up a new scent. It was a mare. A wicked smile danced upon his kissers as she turned in the direction that the scent was coming from. Maybe this was not a fruitless journey after all. Within minutes, Jigsaw spied a sleeping mare. She was dainty little thing who looked like she did not belgon in these lands at all. What was she doing here? Jigsaw cocked his head and moved closer to her, trying to keep his hoofbeats to be silent as he lightly crunched through the snow.
The stallion stopped and stared down at her. She did not belong here at all. A smirk then appeared on his face. This could be some fun. Rough her up a bit, chase her. Yes, this could be some fun. Jigsaw lounged around the trees, waiting for the mare to be roused from her slumber.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 9, 2010 18:45:36 GMT -5
Cane
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[/font] Sleep, what a wonderous thing it was. You could dream about anything your little heart desired. You could dream about that bad boy stalion you knew you werent suppose to be with, or you could dream about the family you would want to have. You could dream about the crazest things in the world. But you knew that only a few of your dreams would become a reality. You knew that when you woke from your slumber that it would all be gone. Cane was right on the edge of waking up, but she tried to hold onto her dream about the family she wished to have.
Finnaly her slummber ended, and her dream was no more. It saddened her because she had not had a good dream in a while. After her father had killed her mother, and was going after her, she had not been able to have any good dreams. If they started good, they would end bad. It always happened like that.
Her bright blue dazzaling eyes opened tiredly. Cold winds hit her waking body, and she could feel something daunting behind her. She could feel eyes on her. Cane whipped her head around, as she started to get up. Legs trembling from the cold, Cane could not find anyone, she could not find the source of the daunting feeling... [/font][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Dec 9, 2010 20:51:05 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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Jigsaw as about to give up his post by the dead tree, thinking that the mare would never wake up. Jigsaw soon figured that she was probably on the verge of freezing to death. Just when he was about to turn himself around and go off looking for another mare, he heard the soft crunch of snow as the mare whipped her head around. A malicious grin came to Jigsaw's face as he said. "'Ello love. Sleep well?"
This would be a fun game indeed. Jigsaw had started planning it out. Test the mare out a bit. Even though she looked like a goody two-shoes light horse, she may be dark at heart. Never judge a book by its cover. Jigsaw had known a couple of these horses to be dark, but he highly doubted it with this one. He would then work her up and scare her and possibly chase her. He was up for a good run, nothing like scaring the living daylights out of some one for fun.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 10, 2010 19:49:11 GMT -5
Cane [/font] Trembling in the cold wind, Cane looked at a tall shape steped out of the shadows. She was to tired to do much but stand there. She didnt even think she had to worry abut studdering. Since this was the dark lands, Cane knew this male was a dark Stallions. " Ello love. Sleep well?" The strange male said as he looked at her. Cane took a step back, and watched him carefully. " Dont cal me love. I did sleep ok, and what creep looks at a sleeping mare?" Cane said, watching what his reaction would be. She was not in the mood or in the state of mind to be f 'ed with today. When she was tired she did have a little attitude on her, and she would use it. Though if it came down to it, she would probably crumble, and cave into what the male wanted, afraid of getting hit again. If you looked at her pelt with carefull eyes, you could see hove marks embeted in to it. " What would a male like you want? If you would like what I think you would, then I am not your girl." soft voice barley audible spoke. [/font][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Dec 10, 2010 23:34:54 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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The young stallion made a tutting noise as she spoke. "Let's get this straight, love. I will call you whatever I wish to call you. Understood?" he said in a dangerous voice as he moved closer to her with his large head held high. So this mare a bit of spunk. He liked that. She could be some real fun, especially since she was not a dark and was honestly trying toi get him to go to sleep. She then asked what kind of stallion would watch a mare sleep. "He'll only watch her if he thinks she is something to look at." Jigsaw stated blandly as if the mare should already know this little fact. The masked stallion inched even closer, this time starting to circle her like a wolf does to a doe before it spring ins for the kill. "Oh, I don't know." he said with a fake sigh. "Depends. what do you want?" he asked with a devious smirk.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 10, 2010 23:49:59 GMT -5
Cane [/font] Cane was watching the dark black stallion walk towards her. She really didnt have the strength to put up with this male. She had not fully recovered from the last beating she recived from her father before she left, and Cane had the stress of him finding her. So her eyes watched the male circle her like she was his prey. She did not want to be his one hit and run. Cane didnt want to be like that, she wanted a real true love, and wanted to be his and his only. As she watched the male, she started to get a little scared and more than a little angry.
Cane knew that acting like she was all high and mighty may not work to get this male away from her. She also did not think that acting like a snob would work either. She could not think of one thing that would work. Not one thing. As Cane sood there and lisened to what the male was saying, she snorted at the last bit. ""Depends. What do you want?"
The little white mare looked up at the male, and took a step forward. Looking into his eyes, Cane thought about trying to charm him orgive him anything. Pretty much do anything but what she thought he wanted. "Oh jezz, I dont know what I want... But Im pretty sure I dont want you." her angel like voice sounded, not one bit of venom in her words as she backed up, away from the stallion she had just known for less than 20 minutes. [/font][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Dec 11, 2010 20:43:46 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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"Don't say that love." he said in retort to the little mare's comment about not wanting him. "You know that deep down, you want to want me." he breathed into her ear as she circled closer. He tipped his head down a bit as he tried to hide his smirk. This mare was scared. He could sense it. Even though she may be scared and want nothing more than to rid herself of the black stallion, Jigsaw liked it. He enojyed the fear that he instilled into her small bodice. It gave him a sense of power and control. Those were two things he liked very much. He had made up his mind that after he claimed her, he would take her back to his herd for her to be part Aro's brothel.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 11, 2010 21:48:12 GMT -5
Cane [/font]
"You know that deep down, you want to want me." the strange dark brute said to her, and Cane knew that she may want this male. But she did not want what he wanted from her. She wanted true love. Yes she did want a bad boy, but one that knew she wad frigle, and that she was broken. Someone who would protect her till the end of the earth. But most off all, Cane wanted someone to love her for who she was.
Blue orbs on the male, she felt the studers coming back. She knew that he fed on something he could feel her doing. Mabey her scaredness? Right now she did not know. But what she did know was that before the male did what he was here to do, she at least wanted to get to know him. Though after she got to know him, she probably would still put up a fight.
Sighing, Cane knew that inorder to get rid of this stallion, she would have to do what he wanted. "I-I know what y-you want. Y-you w-want to claim m-me, and you want to have a one hit thing with me. I also k-know you will not g-go away until I c-compliy. But I won't until w-we get to know eachother a little. Cane said, unsuccesfull at hidding her studdering. She hated it, but it came with her past.
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Post by Vel on Dec 12, 2010 16:49:08 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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Jigsaw continued to circle the young mare in a very predatory manner. He would just get this over with now. Jigsaw was about to make his move, the mare began to stutter out some nonsense about them getting to know each other. Jigsaw shot her a funny look. What kind of suggestion was that? Jig, one fo the most notorious dark landers, make friends with a pathetic horse liek the one in front of him. He didn't think so. But, she had said she wouldn't give him what he wanted if he did not comply. Yeah right. Jigsaw always got what he wanted, even if he had to use brute force. "Humour me." he said blandly as he halted to to listen to what ever she had to say.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 13, 2010 17:51:23 GMT -5
Cane [/font] Cane watched, stuned that the tall dark black male stoped, and stood there to wait for her reply. Sighing, out of relif, Cane faced the male, and her soft voice sounded. She could feel that her stutering could be controled for the most part; and she was determined to not cry.
"First off, my name is Cane. I am a loner and stranger to this place. I am mostly on the trun, and hide from my twisted father. He was a horible stallion. He raped my mother, and I was the outcome of that. My mother hated me, and only let me feed. My father was a good enough horse to stay with my mother, but not a nice enough horse for her or me. He beat," Cane started to get upset, and took a second to breath. One tear rolled down her cheak, so much for her not crying, though she stoped right away, she owuld not give her father the benifite. After she had collected her self a little she continued.
" As I was saying, he beat me and my mother. My mother did not do anything what so ever to stop it. She she eventually was beat to death, right in front of me. Though she hated me, I felt bad for her and I still miss her. No one should end like that. After my horid father killed her, he came after me. I knew I had to get away, but he was coming on to fast, and got a good hard blow to my back. If you look closley, you can see it. A hove print. Anyway, I got up, and ran for my life. Since then I'v been on the run fearing for my life. I know that one day he will find me, and he will try and kill me again. I also know that he could kill me next time he finds me." Cane sighed, and watched the male, wondering what his story was inorder to become like he has become. Cane knew that you did not have to turn out like your family, she hadnt, and this male didnt have to either.
"So what is your story, and name?" Her soft voice sounded, barly audible. [/font][/size] |
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Post by Vel on Dec 13, 2010 20:27:36 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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Jigsaw rolled his eyes when she gave him a weird look and sighed. He was ready to get this over with. "What? Are you waiting for? Christmas?" he snapped when she did not speak right away. He knew she would try and stall, he had seen all the tricks in his lifetime. The good thing was that he knew how to death with it.
Jigsaw continued to stare off into the distance, not really hearing her, just letting her talk. If he pretended to listen then she would be happy. He knew the workings of a mare's mind. So what? Her father raped her mother. What else was new? That was an everyday thing in this land and where Jigsaw lived. If a mare didn't want that then she would have to be strong, unlike the creature in front of him who was a sad looking waste of life.
The mare, Cane, then said something about her father and how she hated him because he beat her. This actually caused Jigsaw to listen. He hated his father as well. For him it wasn't what his father had done, it was what his father didn't do. He was a bit surprised when she asked for his name. Why did she care? She had told him her story, now she was going to comply with his demands.
Before he knew what was happening, he opened his mouth and said "Jigsaw. My name is Jigsaw." No! What was he doing?! He shook his head furiously as if to clear his head. "That's lovely." he said in a new sarcastic tone. "I know what you're doing. Don't think I don't. You're stalling. I've delt with your kind before." he hissed as he walked up to her again.
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Post by zaiden on Dec 13, 2010 21:16:16 GMT -5
Cane [/font] 'This is a total waste of time and energy. He does not care about me, or my life. He probably doesnt even care how this affects anyone but himself. Well you know what, I will not let anyone take advantage of me. No I will not. Even if this kills me or if he beats me. Iv been strong enough to live through my fathers beatings. Someone much more bigger than this male. I will not let him take advantage of me. This is not for him, it is for the love of my life.' Cane thought bitterly. She really did not want this male anywhere near her. And as he spoke his name, Cane snorted. She hated it when a male thought he knew a mare. The truth was, he didnt. No male did but the mares mate. And not even that.
"I do not think you know mares at all. I dont think you know anything at all. Yes I was stalling, hoping you had a heart. But I was wrong, I gave you a chance at somthing I should have known to judge the book by its cover. Your nothing but a pathetic waste of space. I will never let you take advantage of me. You are not my mate or the love of my life. There fore no time now or in the future will you ever do what you want to me!" Cane was getting irritated, and really pissed off. She had never wanted this for her self. She never thought this would happen to her. And right now, she wished she never left her home land. No she was not a purebreed from this land. Nor did she ever want to be. It seemed like the only horses here were raping males, or careless horses. She hated it. But there was nothing she could do about it was there? Another thing that pissed her off was the 'your kind' comment. What was that?
" Also bud, we are of the same kind. Same animal, same feelings, same everything. I know even if you dont show it or if you dont know it yet, but everyone wants love. I dont care if you dont show it, or feel it right now. But when you do no one or thing will ever love you. And Im not talking about plesure, Im talking about real love. Now get this stright, you will not be sarcastic with me, and you will not treat me like a piece of crap. I will not put up with your bull shit. Though I am small, I am tough, and can put up with you being a jerk. But I will not let you rape me, or do anything like that. You got that?" Cane spat out harshly as she took a step to the male names Jigsaw. What a funny name that suit him, Cane has to put the pieces together inorder to figure him out...
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Post by Vel on Dec 14, 2010 19:05:21 GMT -5
Jigsaw
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Why had he told the fae his name? That little action still bothered Jigsaw. Half the time he would claim mares and bring them back to Aro without even knowing their name. Half the time they would never find out his name, or a couple months later they would hear talk of him. It was actually strange to tell someone who he was trying to claim for Aro's mighty realm his name. Yes, it was a common things for all other horses, but not for Jigsaw's kind. It was almost unheard of to ask and give names. Normally darks found out each other names through conversation. Then again, this mare was no dark.
The stallion's audits swiveled as the mare's voice broke through the cold winter air. He could not help but to give a laugh of a snort when she said that he did not know mares at all. Ha! That was the funniest thing he had heard in a long while. Had this fae never heard of him before? By now most horses knew him as well as his father. He certainly was his father's son.
"I'm not stupid you insolent mare." he snapped at her when she stated that he knew nothing at all. Jigsaw once again laughed at her next words. "Honey, there's somethin' you should know about my kind. You do judge a book by it's cover out here. If you don't then you can get yourself into a lot of trouble." he said as he moved closer again. "Your mate? Love? I don't have to be either of those Cane." he said, drawing out her name at the end. This was too much fun!
Jigsaw rolled his eyes again as she continued on her rant. He certainly did admire the spunk in her. He had though her a docile little waif who would succumb to him without a fight. Was did love have to do with anything. "I'll let you know mare that I have had my fair share of love." he spat. "I wish I could say the same for you." he said as he looked her up and down. Of course, as usual, Jigsaw was not reffering to the same definition of the word that Cane was.
"You can put up with me eh?" he asked with a sinister tone as he towered in front of her. "I can smell your fear, love. You are on the verge of breaking down. So where does this leave us you wonder? Well, my dear, I will let you decide the next move."
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