Tarantela, a wandering loner

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He is here, but for what..Ha, he isn't even sure. He comes he goes and never stays in a herd for long. He is here at the Garden of Plenty, but most likey not for love. He is a loner and wants it to stay that way for now. His rough and tough attitude usually steers mares away from him self anyway. He walks among the other herds here to see if there is one that would be good to stay with for a time. Maybe hang out with a few other young stallions that haven't gotten a herd and...breed with a selected few mares that didn't want a stallion in their live's all the time. By the way, his name is Tarantela and he has come from a far. His ways are way different from those around here.

~Tarantela~
As I step into the light and out of the darkness of the forest, the smell of other horses and herds filled my nostrils. I stand still for a moment to familiarize myself with the surroundings and the scents of all the different horses and herds. With a slight sigh I walk forward and enter the territory of vast herds. The grass was noteably soft and green, deffinately the main reason that mares and young studs came here to find and form herds of their own. My feet left hardly an impression in the grass, but when I got to dusty parts the hoof marks were relatively huge for a paint horse like me. I nicker when I get to the shade of a tall pine for the afternoon sun rays were uncomfortably warm on my black coat and white stocking that reached up and almost to my rump. My carribean sea blue eyes watched everything with barely an interest, or so it seemed. In reality I was here to find a herd to stay with for awhile, or to find some young stallions to roam with. But then again I wouldn't turn a mare down if she wanted to breed. Though the only time I would breed is if the mare chose me to breed with her then continue on and only check up on her and the foal every so often. I trusted the herd that she was with to take care of her and the foal since they were the ones that okayed it for her to breed with me. I shake my head to free my thoughts and watched as a flock of blue birds flitted from tree to tree. I swish my long black tail that was tipped in white on the ends, my mane was also colore like this. I rest a back hoof and wait to see if anyone would take interest.

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Singing Rain~
wandering around i let out a bored sigh, i was what you called a loner,gypsy, tramp, wandering mare ,traveling ghost" i smirked remembering that nick name, that one was the one i like the most. i keep walking as other horses meet and talk. i looked around, i blow my main out of my face and looked around again then my eyes land on a stallion by himself under a big pine. hmmm he looked like a loner too, eh why not talk to him? i shrugged to myself then walk over to him my white with brown splatters over it, i was dusty but thats was normal for a loner. i stopped a little bit in front of him and look him over "hi" i say then blow my forelock out of my eyes again

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(You guys can both post, just remember what he's like....)

Tarantela~

I turn to look at the mare who had spoken to me. My cool blue eyes slowly looked over her before I let out a sigh and face the direction I had been before. "Hello, my name is Tarantela." I had heard her approach before I had even seen her. Her footsteps told me alot of her past...being a fellow loner, anyone would know that. I flick my tail and look over the land...so different from my home land. The wind whispered in the tree tops and danced with the grass then flowed over our bodies. It was odd for me. Back home the wind whispered in the tree tops, but it also whispered to you. It was the same here, except no one listened. They had all turned a deaf ear to the wind in which our ancestors had listened to and spoken with long ago. The wind was older then anyone walking the earth, and yet no one had the slightest intent on listening to it. Out of the corner of my eye I look at the mare again. It was hard for me to tell if she listened to the wind, but what did it matter. I look back out to the land once more.

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Singing Rain~
i looked at him "hi, Singing Rain" i say simply then watch him with my head cocked to the side a little, it was hard to read this guy but so were most wanders, i snorted softly blowing my forelock out of my eyes, i stop looking at him and looked around, as the wind keeps whispering in my ear. "ok ok i get it big storm comeing" i mumbled under my breath as i shake my head, when the wind talked to me it always tickled my ears. i shake my head again and looked at him "hey theres going to be a big storm comin, just to let you know" i say then looked around i saw a cave somewhere around here...

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Tarantela~

My head slowly turns towards Singing Rain, a slight surprise on my face. Pricking my ears curiously I eye her. "You here them speaking?" My forelock fluttered for a second in the wind then rested on my forehead and in my eyes. With a quick toss of my head I get it out of my eyes.

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Singing Rain~
i keep looking around trying to remember where i saw that stupid cave "huh? oh yea it talks to me" i say then looked at him seeing the surprise on his face "what? dont you listen to the wind too?" i asked it wasnt that uncommon for the loners to listen to the wind, on some night it was the only thing that would talk to you

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Tarantela~
My face returns to being blank and I shrug. "They do." I said simply. Flicking my long tail to keep the pesty flys off, I too look to find shelter. Spotting a slab of rock hanging off the face of a cliff, I start towards it. It may not of been a cave, but at least it was something to help keep dry. Picking my pace to a smooth trot, I continue towards it only slowing once I get a few feet from it. Walking the rest of the way, the little pebbles rattling and skipping across the other pebbles when my hooves nick them.

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Singing Rain~
i nodded and looked at him with a curious look then i shake my head, i then looked around and smiled small remembering where that cave was, i see Tarantela trot over to a makeshift shelter. walking over slowly to him i flick my tail shooing away the flys. "hey i know where a cave is, if you want to fllow me it might keep you a little more dry then this" i say then turn around and trot to where the cave was, i wasnt going to look back to see if he fallowed, i didnt really care one way or the other, i was just telling him where the cave was.

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Tarantela~
I turn and look at her while she speaks, telling of the cave she had seen. Nodding I watch her go and after a moment I decide to follow. It was more out of boredom than anything. I pick up my pace to a smooth trot and pick my way through the bush and boulders with ease. Always keeping her in sight but not getting to close. Careful to stay away from the pine tree's so as not to get pitch on my soft velvet coat, I look around and observe the area. The wind whispering in my ears telling me of stories from the past as I follow her.

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Singing Rain~
i slow down to a walk as i go to the cave that the wind told me about, i pricked up my ears and smirked hearing him fallow me, "knew he would" i mumlbed softly to myself, then i take a sharp turn to the left and duck into the cave, it was warmer and smelled moist but it was dry and from what the wind told me it was going to be a bad storm, i turn around and wait for Tarantela, shaking my dust from my coat, looking around i smiled small thinking of what to so after the storm was gone. i could always go back to the plains but i've been there for awhile now it was getting boring, i wanted to go somewhere new

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Tarantela: I duck in the cave after her and stop to look around and to let my eyes adjust. "Hmm, quite nice shelter." I comment, mostly to myself. Pricking my ears, I could hear the soft tinkling sound of a hidden brook somewhere deep within the hidden cave. It was a very nice spot, somewhere I would go if being pursued. Snorting in satisfaction I inclined my head towards her and study her. Well built and equally porportioned (sp). She was very soft on the eyes, yes I could agree she was a beautiful mare. No, i couldn't say I was attracted to her...yet. I had always been a loner, ever since I was a young colt. Never did I stay in a herd long, which brought my thoughts to the present situation. I needed to find a herd to join for awhile..Pricking my ears I look at her, obviously going to speak to her. "Do you know of any good herds to possibly join?" My blue eyes hold hers in locked position for a second, before she tore hers away. I look away, so as not to further embarase (sp) her.

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Singing Rain~
i looked at him then snorted softly hearing him and walk a little farther in, duh it was a a nice shelter the wind told me about it, i though to myself then shook more dust off my coat and blow my forelock out of my eyes, i looked around the cave again then turning my gaze back on Tarantela, he was a hansom stallion as far as they go...but then again i've never hung around a heard long enough to actually like one of them, i trail of in my thoughts spacing out then shook my head looking at him snapping out of it, "huh? oh herds right, uhh no not really...." i trail off looking into his eyes, then i looked away and scowled at myself, letting out a breath i snorted and looked at him then walk deeper into the cave to that brook that was in here, i wanted a drink and to get this dust off me

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Tarantela:

I flick an ear in question to her snort, then ignore it when she turns around and goes further back to the water. Tossing my head I look around and nibble at the grass...no appetite I decide and just look around. It was very nice in here, no wonder the wind had whispered it to her, it was more fitting for a mare then a stallion. We would prefer to have an open space where we could see everything. I smile gratefully though as I heard the first loud clap of thunder after a blinding flash not to far away, then came the pouring rain and howling wind. I chuckle, knowing that most horses of this land would think the wind howling in anger or anguish..no it was of joy and freedom, and excitement of the life the earth was recieving from the sky.

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Singing Rain~
i walk deeper into the cave, listening to the stories the wind was whispering in my ear, every once in awhile i would shudder or shiver from the wind tickling my ears or from the story. stopping when i got to the brook, i smiled softly walking into it till it was up to my knees, i lower my head and get a drink then looked around the dimly lite place, moss and soft grass grew all over the place and it was warm and dry. walking deeper into the brook i stopped in the middle, it was to my stomach, oh well i still wanted to get clean. i dropped to my knees and then suck in a breath and rolled in the water, coming back up i take a deep breath then laughed light. i stood back up and shake water off my now cleaner coat

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Tarantela~
I toss my head and kick out a back hoof in play then canter to where she was. Slowing to a walk quickly before getting to the brooks edge. Once there I stop completely and lower my muzzle to the water to drink, everyonce in awhile I would lift my head to investigate the things around me before getting another drink. When I was finally done I look at her for a moment before I turn around and trot back to the big basin. The wind was howling louder than ever and the closer you got to the opening of the big cave the louder it got. Smiling I stop and sigh contently before laying down under one of the many trees. The soft grass cushioning me I stretch out and close my eyes, happy that just once I could actually relax.

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