Post by barrel on Jun 26, 2011 12:04:42 GMT -5
Each and every action must be calculated in a place such as this, the territory was unforgiving and there would be no mercy for the foolish along the steep walk way. The territory would work one's agility and balance, for one wrong step and one would be welcomed by the multiple carcasses that lay below. Slender legs carried the creature with elegance, and a swiftness that did not seem to falter as each movement was taken to advance further up the path. The evening light had ignited the champagne coat, the buckskin skin could not be brought more to life. Dapple paint splatters covered the exotic bodice, while paler swirls rounded each supple hip; beginning from the hind hooves to the hindquarters. The onyx silk mane and tail were such a divine contrast to the illuminating coat, and seemed to catch every wind current. Large nostrils forced oxygen into her lungs, while scent glands caught the fowl and flesh rotting corpse that lay across the bottom of the territory. Cappuccino eyes scanned the land, and focused on each step for she would be no fool and lose her life today that is by any means. Though also mingling within the scents was the very potent aroma of the lead mare of this land, it also made Evania pleased to see a woman in charge and even more when a stallion was not present.
Curved ears alerted to every pebble that fell, and every sound that was created in close proximity to her. The vixen did hope that the lead mare was something worth her while, females also held their flaws just as any stallion. Truthfully the doll did not accept many others, due to the fact she believed one must contribute something to a relationship no matter who it would be between. The Arabian continued almost a dance it was as she moved toward the end of the pathway, here she was among the territory of the Jian Tribe. Indeed this tribe had interested her and therefore Evania had wished to meet that who lead it. Muscles flexed as the figurine structure slowed to a halt. Evania would not intrude anymore, for it would be disrespectful. Patience was a thing that she had learned very young in life, and it had truthfully payed off each and every time. The horizon began to engulf the sun more so with each passing minute, slowly the light was disappearing from the land. The night was always a captivating time, it tricked the mind and challenged those who dare wander within it's darkness. The skies had erupted much like a volcano exploding colors into the once blue atmosphere, Evania was ever so tranquil.
Now one could only begin to guess the multiple possibilities of what may happen when the two beings met, would it be a meeting of tension, friendship or possibly one of sisterhood or many more. It was all to entertaining to think, for the mare's mind was intellectual and needed to be stimulated on a constant basis for it could not be at ease it always had to be turning. A tilt of the etched dished skull as the forelock lightly fell across her forehead, the creature would wait till she was beckoned or the lead to come forth to meet the new comer. Leads usually became very aggressive with a trespasser and the vixen believed this to be foolish and emotionally driven, for one should only judge after one has truly met a being. First impressions were large of course but they did not hold the complete analysis of a being.
Word Count - 601
Curved ears alerted to every pebble that fell, and every sound that was created in close proximity to her. The vixen did hope that the lead mare was something worth her while, females also held their flaws just as any stallion. Truthfully the doll did not accept many others, due to the fact she believed one must contribute something to a relationship no matter who it would be between. The Arabian continued almost a dance it was as she moved toward the end of the pathway, here she was among the territory of the Jian Tribe. Indeed this tribe had interested her and therefore Evania had wished to meet that who lead it. Muscles flexed as the figurine structure slowed to a halt. Evania would not intrude anymore, for it would be disrespectful. Patience was a thing that she had learned very young in life, and it had truthfully payed off each and every time. The horizon began to engulf the sun more so with each passing minute, slowly the light was disappearing from the land. The night was always a captivating time, it tricked the mind and challenged those who dare wander within it's darkness. The skies had erupted much like a volcano exploding colors into the once blue atmosphere, Evania was ever so tranquil.
Now one could only begin to guess the multiple possibilities of what may happen when the two beings met, would it be a meeting of tension, friendship or possibly one of sisterhood or many more. It was all to entertaining to think, for the mare's mind was intellectual and needed to be stimulated on a constant basis for it could not be at ease it always had to be turning. A tilt of the etched dished skull as the forelock lightly fell across her forehead, the creature would wait till she was beckoned or the lead to come forth to meet the new comer. Leads usually became very aggressive with a trespasser and the vixen believed this to be foolish and emotionally driven, for one should only judge after one has truly met a being. First impressions were large of course but they did not hold the complete analysis of a being.
Word Count - 601