Giving Me A Chance ~+~ Deception's Prince Claims [[ R // Open ]]

[Saviour]

The thrum of his feathered hooves served as an anthem, announcing his presence in the lush, green land.
His long, thick forelock swept aside as he ran, covering his right eye but revealing the cerulean color of his left. He let out a bellowing nicker, and slowed his gait to a stop. A quick glance around the bended riverside and he knew this was it. This would be his home, the center of his territoy. Deception's Prince lifted his gorgeous friesian body into the humid air, and thrashed his hooves wildly. He let a shrill whinny escape his maw, calling all the mares and warning stallions away. This was it, he was finally going to make himself a life and pass his legacy forward. His nostrils quivered with his labored breath, and he came down hard against the emerald green grass. It wasn't overgrown, only covering the black of his hooves and intertwining with the feathers on his ankles. The weak earth he had treaded on was upturned, leaving clear, dark brown hoof impressions. He hoped for the best, but prepared himself for the worst. It would be a long and difficult journey, but the road would be a pleasant one. He tossed his head once more and flicked his tail to his flank, it's obsidian waves danced in the gentle breeze. Prince awaited the appearance of mares, and longed for the chance to claim one as his mate.

[Guest]

She was a real feisty one, like a smoldering fire ready to erupt into a bright blaze. It wouldn't take much to get her going, a simple rude gesture or a wrongful look had her on her heels and ready for action. She enjoyed it though, she like being a wild one willing to take on anything. It made her a real treat, a delicacy no one else could have because they couldn't handle her.

Angel's Remorse trumpeted her arrival to the grassy plain, a soft yet urgent squeal that echoed around her. She tossed her dish-shaped head upwards, the whites of her onyx eyes visible as she glared around her before throwing it back down again. The faint spring breeze tugged at her thin gray mane and billowed her two tone tail out behind her like a proud banner. Arching her graceful neck, she tucked in her black mug and snorted as she pranced forward, picking up her gray dappled legs as if she were dancing. Angel nickered. and bucked before leaping forward and sprinting away along the grassy plain.

[Saviour]

Deception's prince's ears lifted behind his gorgeous dark mane. He snorted softly, and listened as the sound of approaching hoof beats registered in his mind. It was like music to his ears, and ecstasy for his heart. The massive brute lifted his front hooves in a small rear before tossing his head and letting out another neigh. This time it was quieter and deeper, meant only for the approaching horse. It was strong, sexy, and intriguing. His tail cascaded to the side as he sent it to the left. He dipped his head low, waiting to lay eyes on the small mare who he knew would come dancing into his view in mere moments.

[Guest]

Angel's Remorse heard it, she was sure of it. She had heard the sounds of a stallion not far from where she was. She slid to a halt and swung her body in a graceful circle, tucking her head in and snorting softly. Facing the call's direction, she stood erect and listened. Her long forelock fell over her right eye and she ignored it. Casually tossing her long tail, she waited for another call. She trumpeted again, giving him a sign she was coming. Giddy, Angel lurched forward again and galloped in search of the masculine beast who tempted her with his voice.

[Saviour]

His muscles wavered beneath his glossy coat that appeared to be made of obsidian itself. The mare's call scent him into a flurry, and he spun his mass in a tight circle seemingly impossible for such a bulky beast. He stopped, facing the direction he had heard her call. Prince tucked his maw close to his chest, then bobbed it back out. He let out a slight nicker then pulled it up into a short, handsome whinny. The stallion's ears stood tall on his cranium, and his locks of dark mane and tail fell thickly beside and behind him like a curtain.

[Guest]

Angel's ears snapped forward when she heard the stallion's sweet call again. She tossed her head up, nostrils dilated, and flung her mane to the side as she pranced in place. He was closer than before. She nickered softly and trotted forward, making her way around a wide hill. Slowing her pace, she crept along the edge until she came to a large tree. The trunk was wide enough to obscure her slender frame and keep her hidden while she tested the air. She took a deep breath, the pink of her nostrils showing as she breathed, and decided she would be safe. Slowly, Angel stuck her head out around the tree trunk, her forelock tumbling over her nose and almost covering her onyx eye that searched for the great stallion.

[Saviour]

Prince's thick eyes of obsidian turned and caught sight of the slender mare's maw. He dipped his head to show her he meant her no harm, and his curls tumbled down to cover the entire right of his face. A gently nicker came from his throat, but it was low and rumbling like thunder. Deception longed for the mare to come closer, reveal herself to him so he could drink in her beauty. Her face alone showed just how elegant and beautiful she was. He could only speculate the form of her body. His mind could not imagine the sway of her back, or the gorgeous arch of her neck as he wanted, though. He would have to be patient, and wait for the mare to reveal herself.

[Guest]

Angel's slender ears flicked forward at the sound of his deep nicker. Bobbing her head, she decided to make an appearance and show him just what he might be working with. Coming from around the thick tree, the Arabian mare held her head up high and collected her body beneath her, letting her long mane tickle her neck and her tail flag up behind her. Seeing him even better, Angel realized that he was a very handsome stallion, his voice didn't betray him and she liked what she saw. She dropped her head and pulled it in, arching her graceful neck and letting her forelock cascade down the side of her face. She picked up her thin, but muscular legs and started to prance towards him in graceful movements, looking as though she were gliding towards him. She was dancing.

[Saviour]

Deception's Prince's eyes drowned in her presence, and he instinctively bowed low. His right foreleg stretched forward and his left tucked to his chest, his moved his chin to his chest and dipped his neck. The stallion's ebony mane veiled his face like a curtain of black flames. Her footsteps grew nearer, and his ears perked forward. Prince lifted himself, and stood regally before the mare. He was bulkier than she, but not much taller. Maybe he was a half a hand, or a full hand more. A soft snort billowed from his nostrils and he flicked his forelock so it rested against the bridge of his nose and fell down to caress his cheekbone. "I'm blessed with such a beautiful presence, but tell me, angel, what shall I call you?" He inquired, his deep voice of silk was glossy and smooth, yet strong and low.

[Guest]

Angel's eyes never left the sight of the massive stud before her. As she approached him, they drank in the beast until she thought her mind would burst with delight. He was a handsome stallion, full of muscle and divine appearance. His forelock often obscured his eye, making him mysterious and enticing. "Angel's Remorse is my birth right name, but you may call me Angel." she told him, her feminine voice drifting from her throat and into the air around them, settling like a butterfly kiss, easy on the ears. She stopped a few feet before him and ducked her head, offering a gentle bow, showing him respect and that she could be a decent lady.

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