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Post by Mad Nysa on Dec 30, 2011 11:55:53 GMT -5
Nisha's master plan was in full swing. She had successfully created a alliance with the Zuden. She had to be careful though, she knew they were planning to destroy her herd once her herd was of no more use, but she was planning the same fate for them. More and more Arrats were popping up, hearing the rumour of a new leader. Nisha realized she had to send a spy to watch over the Zuden. But who? Nisha slowly walked through her land. Her black mane and tail shimmered with every movement, and her coat gleamed and shined. Dark blue glowing eyes scanned the area for any members. A marking of the moon sat on her forehead, the same phase and look of the moon above. She sighed as a cool breeze swept across her. It was much better than the fiery heat the Zuden's land had. She was beginning to worry if having an alliance with them was best. They were powerful, but Nisha trusted herself she would back stab them first. She sighed and went through her list to do. The big one was finding a lord. She sighed and continued searching for her members.
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Post by iz the great and powerful on Dec 30, 2011 13:39:05 GMT -5
Picking the path of least resistance, the large stag made his way through the place he was currently dwelling without whim or particularity in way. He was still in his home land, but he decided to go away from the other equines that lived here until his stresses were relieved. Tonight being that particular night. Carefully placed foot-falls silently danced across the terra beneath him, the crisp winter air pricked his brindled pelt as needles would. Mist spouted from flaring nares as his warm breath mingled with the cool night air. Astraeus lived for these nights, he admired the pin-pricks of cool air upon his torso, how the moon was hidden by the dark clouds in the heavens, and how he could move around without being noticed. A smirk tugged at the corners of his maw, his nape pushed his sculpted cranium higher.
Suddenly, a thought was brought forth in his mind. He had been hearing rumors of a new leader rising after the death of their previous leader, Erebos. He snorted softly, he just wanted to lay his eyes upon this horse, and possibly take their new position. His stride morphed into a swift canter, deep pools of azure caressed their surroundings in search of this new leader. Astraeus's silver-grey tassels and whipcord followed in swift waves as they cascaded down, the tangles intertwining even more so as he proceeded. The burly brute came to a quick halt, audits pricked forward, nares flaring from his efforts as his eyes came upon a fea. Who was this? He raised his head higher, walking with a regal stride, "I am Astraeus, and who may you be?" he said with great confidence, so she wouldn't get any ideas of him being some weak stallion. He usually didn't approach other horses in such a manner, but this particular femme intrigued him in some way that he had never felt, he wasn't sure what it was exactly, but he felt it.
Astraeus.
326. (I.Fail.)
MCR - {Anything and Everything}
Sorry about the short post |:. And the mare is Nisha XD
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Post by Moon Mare on Dec 30, 2011 14:02:14 GMT -5
>>>>>>>>>>SCURO<<<<<<<<<< A shadow moved across the dark land swiftly. The fea was new to this land and was in search of a home. She had heard rumors of a new leader rising up to take the position of the leader who had only recently died. She wanted to meet this new leader and see what she had in mind. Her mind raced with what new things might happen if she went looking for the leader. She thought about it for awhile. Scuro came to a conclusion of what she was going to do. She moved quicker in the direction of the main land where the herd stayed quite often. Even though she was new, it didn't mean she was going to stay shut out from other things such as gossip. |
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Post by Vel on Jan 7, 2012 22:40:40 GMT -5
So the herd had a new leader? Fan-freaking-tastic. That was just what this hell hole needed, another screw up to 'lead' them to their glory. Vesper heard it from every horse who passed through saying they were of some powerful blood descended from the royal line of Arrat who ruled this land in the ancient times. This one would only prove to be incompetent as the lot of them that had already passed through. Plus this one was a mare. Mares always seemed to do the worst jobs when they waltz into the land and declared themselves leaders. Sure some mares were better than the rest, but all of them were the same. They all were over emotional and let their hormones control them. They might deny it, but Vesper had been a witness to too many leaders to say that it was not true.
Nevertheless, Vesper decided to show up to meet the new failure. Of course. She looked like the rest. Young, pretty, and had an arrogant aura of confidence that surrounded her. Fantastic. His sapphire eyes traveled over her and then made their way to the other horses around him. There were only two. A mare and a stallion. He had never seen them around before, but that was not much of surprise. Their herd lands were of a suitable size and since there were so little Arrat, it was easy not to see another soul for quite some time.
"Lemme guess, you're the new leadah 'ere an' you 'ave big plans for us all, righ'? Y'probably even got some new idea tha' 'asn't been thought've before that could possibly 'elp us wif takin' ovah. Bu' wait, the Zunden already 'ave tha' planned out don't they? Hmm, I bet chyer plan 'as somefin t'do wif the Zunden don't it?" Vesper rambled on. Every single time. It was the same. Been there done that. That would be the day, when a leader walked in and could actually do something. Until that day Vesper would continue to patronize the leaders and not give a shit.
Muse: Gewd
Music: Lollipop Luxury - Jeffree Star
OOC: Isn't he just lovely? XD
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Post by Mad Nysa on Jan 14, 2012 22:05:21 GMT -5
Nisha winced inside to the mouthy stallion. "I'm Nisha, new leader." She said, now replying to the snotty stallion's questions. "Yep. Yes, and Correct. I hope I answered your question correctly. Goodbye." That stallion was next on her list. She turned her attention to the other stallion and mare. "What brings you here?" She asks, her words kind but a hiss in her tone. She hoped the rude one would go away, and NEVER come back. So annoying. She scanned the other two. They seemed in good shape. Nisha may be beautiful, but she was ready to get some battle scars. In her mind, this was all for her parents, to show them she was worthy now. To show them her sister wasn't worthy. She remembered the sweet kill she did to her frail little sister. Her parents weren't pleased though, and Nisha made them pay too. Soon, they would find she killed her sister for them. Nisha flashed back to reality and waited for the two horse's replies.
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Post by iz the great and powerful on Jan 18, 2012 10:23:48 GMT -5
Astraeus.
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This was going to be quite interesting, the stag could already tell. A smirk played upon his lips as two other equides came up next to him, all demanding to know about this little bitch that decided she was just going to be some big (or little, by her physical attributes that were currently visible to him) bad lead mare, though they didn't yet say anything. Hell, he could probably lead this damn band of equines better than this little perfect royal-assed bitch ever could! But for some strange reason, this intrigued Astraeus to offer her his assistance. His grey ocules quickly studied the other horses once again, he caressed each visible part of their frames with a swift movement of his eyes. It was so odd that even though they were of the same breed, they all looked so different from each other, but God had his strange ways that Astraeus would never fully understand himself. A half-hearted laugh softly came up from his vocal chords and was released into the crisp winter air as the other brute began to ramble on to the leading bitch in nearly incomprehensible slurs. It was such a pity to hear the idiocy that the Arrat breed has spiraled downward to, especially in that hot-headed mistake that needed to take anger management classes before he went bitching to feas about random shit.
On the other hand, Astraeus wasn't actually very sure about the other femme in the scene, since she stayed silent. His silver stranded, tangled whipcord flicked in slight curiosity, she would be interesting to learn more about as the night continued.
Astraeus was a very observant horse, he fancied to study each and every detail of the moral before he began action. Having just completed that, he was ready to speak with the fea who was their new self-appointed leader. He was most curious to learn about her the most, maybe he could lure her into his little trap called, "Give me whatever I want, I won't demand for it but I'll trick you into giving it to me." A smirk played upon his lips, here goes nothing! "It is rude to make possible subjects to you're throne leave, you know," he said to the lead fea after she had just told the illiterate bastard to leave, which was a foolish move on her part, since he could possibly end up on her army when the time came, "And I came because I heard about a new leader taking over, and I suppose I just am meeting her now?" he inquired, though he already knew she had taken over the lead position in Terra di Eterna Notte. He offered her a soft wink with his right eye, along with a slight dip of his sculpted cranium, the pools underneath were calm, which was unlike the other stallions that liked to seduce feminiques just to try and drown themselves in estrogen. Such a pointless thing to do to pass your time.
It was a funny thing, the way equines interacted with one another, because it all depended upon the personalities of each particular equine, which was strange because a personality was mere pointless thoughts that one had about how things should have been done. The inner soul was such a strange thing once you thought about it in better detail.
Astraeus wondered what this little fea expected would become of the equines that surrounded her, little bitch better not have just assumed that they would all automatically bowed down to her and kiss her fucking feet without question. If that was correct, she better not be expecting the beating she would've went through, because there was no damn way Astraeus would surrender to her 'charming good looks and cute girlish smile' in the blink of an eye. Ah hell, the only way he would come to something even close to 'respecting' her authority, would be if he was put in some sort of higher position, but there were no promises from him.
One more thing about Astraeus, was that he was firm with telling the truth. He wouldn't let a lie slip, that is unless he wanted something extremely badly. Have you ever heard the saying, 'The truth hurts."? Well that was the exact reason why he told the truth, because it hurt, just to get that certain satisfaction of hurting someone. Because if you haven't noticed already, Astraeus wasn't exactly the sweetest candy in the shop if you know what I mean.
The Arrat stag narrowed his eyes and stamped his left front hoof impatiently. He wasn't going to wait for any of her shit, especially if he was going to give her some stupid-assed lecture on who she was and unimportant shit like that. He simply wanted answers and he wanted them at that exact moment. Damn, did she think she was important, especially of she made an alliance with the Zünden, or some other dark and powerful herd. Well what this little princess didn't realize is that if she did make an alliance with someone, they would try to destroy her the exact moment that they didn't need her anymore. Maybe she wanted the equines that surrounded her to become spies for her, since you know, she couldn't do it herself. Maybe she should've listened to the term, "If you want something done right, do it yourself." Damn did Astraeus hate the ignorance of feas, and how they automatically thought that they could just get anyone to do shit for them whenever they fucking wanted them too. Well if the new leader thought this, she would've have a rude awakening very very soon.
Words: 938 || Tagged: Nisha, Scuro, & Vesper || Notes: Hehehe, I love how Vesper reminds me of WEEGEE but he doesn't talk as well X3 + I want Astraeus to have a Scottish accent now XDDD ... Another short one... I'm sorry this is so crappppyyyyyy ;-;
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