An Ugly Beauty

[Saviour]

A dash of white, a glimmer of gold, like a wedding band of diamonds and gold. Though it moved with the grace and lightness of a feather or dove. For it was long a myth, hidden in the cover of wit. There were so many stories, but one was true. Blood-thirsty, evil, powerful, manipulative, cunning. Like a fox in the hen's coop he was surrounded by victims and he searched not for the weakest of mares, but the strongest. Those healthy enough to bare such a child of power and myth. And one that could handle the sight of a seemingly angelic figure...

With a switch of my weight, I was stopped in the cover of a dark shadow. A tall willow wavering eerily in the moaning wind. Whispering through leaves and hissing the sound of a heavy footfall. The pattern was perfect- mare. Soon, her sweet scent was at my nostrils, and glowing gold eyes dashed for her figure. There, on an old deer trail. No emotion danced on my sharp, narrow features. But I was obviously up to something. Maybe it wasn't the most admirable thing, but it was well thought out. Cunning. I turn quickly, causing my golden tail to flutter out behind me as the silver threads woven by a witch would flip. In a dash, I was to the side of the mare. So close I could hear her sweet breath. The intake, and the release, like the sound of a warm Alabama breeze. However, Iwasn't after beauty or grace. Simply strength and size. And she fit the glass shoe perfectly..

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[Spritz]

(So am I the mare?)

[Saviour]

[ If you are replying then yes you would be the mare... ]

[Spritz]

Amaretto-


A hoof hit the ground in exasperation, and a muzzle was lowered, nostrils opening and sniffing the dirt under foot. No, not here. The mare swished her long black tail, unaware of the threat that loomed around her. In her second heat, she figured she was safe for the time being, her senses only directed on one thing, not aware of anything else. Raising her head, she stepped forward, her strong body moving with ease. She was a lovely mare, with deep brown eyes, strong muscular body, and a long thick black mane cascading over her strong chocolate colored neck. She swished her tail once again, ridding the flies that never ceased to annoy her.

[Saviour]

For a second, I watched as she failed to notice me. Swatting at flies and releasing her intoxicating scent. I walk closer to her and step to her front. "My my, what have we here?" I say, deep voice playing in an ominous tune. My ghostly, glowing eyes stood out drastically with my surroundings, as did my entire body. It was pure, white, gold, glorious. This area was dark and wet. Grossly decorated with vines and black muck.

[Spritz]

Amaretto's head shot up, as she heard a deep voice in front of her. She blinked once as she saw the white stallion, seemingly the only pure thing in this deep, dark place. On edge, Amaretto cocked her head, then took a step backwards, keeping her tail down for the time being. Her strong haunches braced to run, and Amaretto spoke long and low, her voice alto, not high and delecate like other mares. "Leave me alone." She said, her long silky ebony forlock blowing over one eye, and she shook her beautiful head, her long mane falling back over her strong muscled neck.

[Saviour]

"But why, my darling? Such a beauty as you must long to escape the grossness that lurks in this unforgiving land" I let a smirk split across my lips and shift my weight to the other side. Horn catching the moonlight and sparkling. I sigh dramatically "However, I could always leave you here to rot like the leaves that fall from these willows" I spat the last bit about rotting. Attempting to strike fear in her heart.

[Spritz]

Amaretto glanced around her, taking her eyes off of him for a split second, before the deep chocolate eyes set back onto him once again.
"I can get out of this place, the same way I came in!" Amaretto snapped, her bay hide shining despite the murkey light. Once again, she stepped backwards, her hooves landing lighly on the ground.
"I dont think I trust you."

[Spritz]

(I be back in a few minutes, k? and hey, I'm glad you're still able to get on to rp! but I posted already)

[Saviour]

[ Okie dokes, =) ]

[Saviour]

"You don't have to" I say calmly, then lift my hoof into the air. Striking it down on the back of her neck where he skull met her spine. Instantly bringing her into a slumbering state. Grumbling and wishing she had been a little more gullible, I lift her onto my back and take her to a nearby cave. Setting her down on the cold stone and shaking my hide free of dirt. However, if she was more gullible, that wouldn't be the best for my offspring.

[Spritz]

Amaretta felt a sharp pain, then everything went kind of bleary. She was vaugly aware of being taken to a nearby cave, and set on the stone floor. She lifted her head slightly, her eyes half closed, not really understading what was happening. In this state, her muscles were relaxed, and her tail lifted slightly, her scent escaping.

[Saviour]

Her scent tickled my nose once more, and my nostrils flared. Turning quickly around only to find her still asleep. I relax again and look out at the dark green and black forest- where it began to sprinkle calmly.

[ BRAIN FART LOL ]

[Spritz]

(SO when she gets up, is she still dazed or what? I need this info to be able to post)

[Saviour]

[ Up to you =P ]

[Spritz]

Amaretta woke with a start, snorting quietly and struggling to her feet, her strong legs pushing herself up from the cold hard floor. Giving her coat a good shake, she dislodged the dirt and tossed her head upwards, her nostrils flaring, her deep eyes glancing around nervously. She could see the white figure from earlier, and stomped her hoof, the sound echoing throughout the small cave.

[Saviour]

"Yes?" I say teasingly, looking over at her calmly then back outside. "Rise and shine" I chuckle and splash my hoof into a small puddle. The water jumped from the hole, bouncing out and colliding with the rock of the cave floor and sending miniature droplets from those splashings. The sound was quiet, but rang like her stomp.

[Spritz]

Amarretta glared at him, seeing he was blocking the exit of the cave.
"Let me out!" She said, squeeling in protest, and tossing her head in annoyance. Her bay hide flashed brilliantly, as the sunlight filtered into the cave and struck onto her body.
Seeing the water, she realized her mouth was sticky and dry, and without meaning to, she opened her mouth, eyeing the water.

[Saviour]

I turn completely to look at her strong, stout body. Contrasting mine oddly, yet perfectly. She would make a wonderful mother. "Now, why would I let such a beautiful thing escape my grasp?" I ask her, voice elegant and deep. My evil soul burning it's little edge on the words.

[Spritz]

Amarilla snorted in dissaproval. "I'm sure about that. Now, move!" She walked forward, threatening to push her way out of the cave, but lowered her head to the small puddle at his feet, her eyes still on him, and dipped her muzzle into the water, with more grace than would seem fit for her size and strength.

[Saviour]

I chuckle softly and stand my ground. "You are but a horse, innocent and capable. Now, do not try to fight your way out. It won't end in your release" I say and flick my lion-like tail.

[ERG]

[Spritz]

Amarilly swallowed tentetivlety, then raised her head, the crystal water dripping off her muzzle and falling to the puddle below. "You underestamate me." She said softly, but she wondered if this mythical creature could outpower her.

[Saviour]

"Do I?" I say, my voice deep and now seeming more menacing than before. I step closer to her, slim body taller than hers. I wasn't bulky, but my muscle was lean and swift. I look down at her, horn catching the moonlight once more and sending reflections against the cave wall. A droplet of water fell from further inside the cave. Except for the rain, everything had an eerie silence to it. "Or are you hiding your fear?" I add.

[Spritz]

His deep voice sent shivers racing up her spine. She tried to keep eye contact, but his deadly glare made her drop her eyes and stare at the ground. She didn't answer his question, her breathing focused and concentrated. His side brushed against hers, and she actually trembled, hating herself for it.

[Saviour]

I smile at her as she trembles. "And there's my answer" I say, and with a clearing of my throat step to the entrance again. My hoofbeats echoing loudly off the rock walls. "So, where are you from?" I ask her, creating small talk. No need to rush an inevitable ending, right?

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