I am wandering into these fine lands

[sibber-chow]

The fae reared, her forelegs throttling about in poetic fashion, the scene one might imagine to see in the horizon of a sunset, as he passed her by. She used the momentum from said rear to pull her body half-round. The vixen's legs tossed about until she was facing the rearing figure of her fellow equine.

Fiana lunged a few gaits ahead before realizing he was maneuvering into a quick halt. She skidded to her own stop, though nothing quit as 'fanciful' as his own. The sound of laughter rumbled out from the thrashing water as he pulled to the stop. The water from his stop through a fresh mist across her own crown. With a sheepish look, she placed her muzzle to his once more, speaking, "Well, stag, your young heart will get you far, however, I must commit that I should allow you to explore these lands... I have a few members I would like you to meet, but that will come later." She turned about, wafting her tail high... so she was tease; she was the lead mare, she had the right.

[Vel]

He stood back up from his awkward halt. His auds flicked a bit at the sound of her laughter. He stood still as the ebony vixen placed her velvety maw upon his own pale one. My young heart. I only wish. This was the first time he had had 'fun' since he was a young colt. He was her age, young, but still he did not have a young heart. He had endured to much to act like a reckless stag like the others his age. She was just like him only in the form mof a vixen, young but still not young at the same time. She then said to him that she had herd members for himm to meet later on, and that he should explore the land. He watched her as she turned around lifting her beautiful banner high as she slowly made her way off.

"Would you care to show me your land Fiana? I would like to hear about the land from its ruler." were the words that escaped his maw. He had wondered what she would do if he did not call her Lady or M'Lady. He had always taken chances at everything. Why should now be any differevt? He slowly followed her form as he waited for her reply to be emitted into the spring air.

[sibber-chow]

The faes ears twitched as he spoke her name. Brave thing her was, calling her by her name rather than a more gracious term -- she accepted it, but for a reason. While the fae demanded respect she had no intentions on being a slave driver with her herd, no, not at all. She had no care for the formailities of a fancy name, but she did give gentle grunt to let him know not to push himself over his authority.

The action got her to thinking though; she really hadn't intended on showing him around, but in order to decide his position, well, it might be her best option. So, the fae nodding her crown gently, "follow me then."

Her nostrils flared as she fell into a gentle trot, leading him to the mountain that lie closest to Terra de Rocas enterance, Ejercito de Montana. The mare lead him along a scented path. The fae had spent her first few days marking the easiest paths to the plateaus. Once they arrived close enough to gain a good view of the slope that went up to the peaking plateau, Fiana skidded to an abrupt halt.

"This is Ejercito de Montana; this mountain houses the warriors of the land. Only our warriors may live amongst this territory, and the leader of this subherd is the captain of the warriors, a fair arab dubbed Phantom."

The fae then pointed her nose to the west, turning about to venture to the next plateau. She wasn't going to give him a walking tour of this land for the reason that she didn't want many equine loitering upon Ejercito de Montana. When the herd obtained more warriors, she wanted them all to be on high alert when at their posts, and having other herd members occupy the area might prove distracting.

[Vel]

He halted as he watched her ebony audits twitch. He heard a gentle grunt escape her velvet maw, as if to say don't push it to far buddy. He smirked a bit. His own towers went forward as she said to follow her. She broke into a smooth, gentle trot. He followed a few strides behind her. He mostly glanced around as they moved along, but still kept looking forward to make sure he did not get to fast and run into Fiana. He whiffed the air as they moved onto a dirt path, obviously worn down by the hooves of his leader. He realised that this path was scented by his leader. This must be one of the main paths. he thought.

A rather large plateau came into view. He looked forward to Fiana as they moved closer. She soon halted right from a trot. He did the same and moved a few steps up so he could hear her as she spoke about this land. She had said that it was for the warriors only and that the leader of the warriors was an Arab, like himself, named Phantom. He looked to her a bit surprised. Could this be the Phantom he came ashore with when the ship the were on crashed. "Is Phantom a white mare?" he asked. He just wanted to know. He had been raised with her, she was his cousin. She found him a bit annoing at times, in fact she treated him like her little brother even though they were the same age. Of it was his Phantom, he would be sure to stay away from her and only go to her when he absolutley needed to. He shook his head and focused back on the lovely black vixen next to him.

He noticed that Fiana pointed her muzzle to the west, indicating they were to be going that direction. He figured that since this land was for warriors, Fiana did not want non - warriors hanging around the area. He respected that and nodded to her as if to say, go on lead the way.

[sibber-chow]

She turned her head to him as he spoke. She nodded her head in answer, accompanying the nod with, "why, yes, she is a fae of ivory. Why do you ask, Torchwood?" She didn't await his reply, merely turning her nose back towards Montanas de la Cascada. As she started off at a soft trot she awaited his response with ears pointed back in alert to any utterance.

Her gait soon picked up; she was in a bit of a hurry, wanting to ajoin her herd soon! However, she kept close eye and ear on her herd mate. She was slightly curious as to how he knew Phantom, if he did that is.

It wasn't long until she founf her hoofs upon the lush grass that lead up to the plateau known as Montanas de la Cascada. The fae stopped once atop the grassy land, her nose pointing towards the scent of fresh water. There was a large lake upon the edge of this land, and the lake lead down into a waterfall and another lake at the bottom. She couldn't see it from here, but the crashing water could be herd and smelt, and the breeze it created was wonderous.

"This is Montanas de la Cascada, named for the waterfall... I am sure you can hear it from here. Anyhow, this land will house the Gammas and the subherd in which is appointed to them."

OoC|| no muse... at all! ><

[Vel]

Ah so Fiana's Phantom was indeed his Phantom to. Fiana then asked him why he asked about her. He wondered if he should tell her or not. He followed her as she bagan to trot to the land she had just pointed out, her auds back awaiting his response. "Phantom was, or I should say is my cousin. We came to this island together on the same ship. I grew up with her. We are the same age but she treats me like a little brother, most the time being mean to me. I have not seen her for a while now. When we swam ashore we went are seperate ways. I never really put up with her and I never let her order me around. But if I am correct, she holds the position of lead warrior?" Torchwood knew she would surely be lead warrior. She had always been a fighter and somewhat of a leader. He hoped his lenghty reply was enough to explain his relationship to her.

The pair of equines soon came upon a very grassy land. Fiana stopped in front of him and he stopped a few inches from her side. He glanced around this land with his sky optics. His towers swivled about on his head as he heard the distinct sound of a waterfall. He then turned his attention to the beautiful ebony vixen next to him as she told about this portion of her vast land. "Its lovely." He said after she was done speaking and he looked around a bit more. "Where to next?" He asked as he looked to her.

[sibber-chow]

The fae glanced back at him, nodding her head. "Indeed, stag, she is leader of the warriors." She mauled over the irony of his statements. He had said he never let her order him around, yet she was now higher in rank than him. It was kind of humorous, really. In fact, the fae couldn't help but bellow out a gentle laughter. The chuckle was soon surpressed though.

"Next we shall go to Montana de Muchas Cuevas. It is a beautiful little plot of high terrain, with many adorning gaves..." She bobbed her head again, tail shifting gently to the side. She stretched her neck towards him, her crest rising barely. Her muzzle brushed against his cheek signaling for him to follow her, and then she was off in full gait once more. She ran to the edge of the mountain, sloshing through the lake at its top, never stopping. Rather, the fae lunged her body over the shallow edge and into the pond at its bottom resulting in a huge splash. The short height made no damage to her, in fact, the fae didn't pause but for a moment after her landing.

Once more, the fae followed the path she had carved about her land. When she reached the mountain she followed the grassy path that lead up the mountain. As one ran up the ramp, they could see the many caves that adorned the alternate paths up the mountain. All of the caves were big enough for multiple equines to live in, it was the perfect place to go in a storm, but those caves would belong to the followers of the Beta's subherd.

At top of the flat mountain, she slowed down into a gentle pace, pointing her maw towards the mountain opposite of this one. That mountain was Guarderia de Mountain. "That one, over there is the mountain of our babysitter horses, and of course the safe haven for the foals that will once attend my herd." Her back legs stiffened at the thought of the foals to come. "And, then, the mountain you see in dead center of the place, that is Lider de Montana. That will be home to the Alphas, and a place where all horses in my herd may play and graze... all herd meetings will be held there as well. Which reminds me, I will be calling the herd there soon to meet, so be listening for my call, stag. Now, I must depart, I have a few things to get in order."

[Vel]

Of course she made leader of the warriors. Who would be better suited for the job? I guess that means I will have to listen to her now. His auds pricked as the ebony vix told him where they were headed next. He watched as she streched her neck and touched him lightly on the check to tell him to follow her. He followed her through the lake, water spraying his palomino coat making it become a darker shade. He lunged over just as Fiana had done. He had not expected the pond to be so shallow, he luckily kept his balance and his footing as he landed.

She then led him back to the path that was carved out through the land. They soon reached the mountian and followed a grassy path to the top. As he climbed higher he saw many caverns and other paths that led up to the mountian's peak. He was amazed at the complexity of this land. They made their way to the flat top of the mountian and stopped. Fiana pointed her maw to the mountian opposite to the one that they were on now. Fiana then explained that that mountian was for the babysitters and foals. He then saw her stiffen her back legs. He glanced to her curiously. She then told him about the area where the alphas lived and the herd grazed and played. She also tolh him about a herd meeting that was to come soon. "I'll be waiting." he said as she departed. He wondered what could be instore at the meeting.