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A Clarion Bell; Mirada - Neutral
Topic Started: May 21 2013, 07:58 PM (305 Views)
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The black sabino coated mare walked into unknown territory. She knew exactly what kind of land she was entering, but didn't want to admit it to herself; not now at least. She still felt shaken up after what happened with her family and it traumatized her, but she wasn't going to show it. No. She was stronger than that. She wasn't going to sit and mope around about it either. In due time, she would get revenge for her family. But now, it was time to start a new life and basically, start over. No more thinking about the past. It's behind you. Mirada snorted and picked up a trot, moving more inland into the territory.

The stocky mare wasn't exactly sure what to expect by being here. She did need a home and she wasn't exactly a rogue, so it wasn't like she could just roam around wherever. If it wasn't for her alliance, she probably would roam around. She did have that natural desire to lead though. Even if it took a while for her to get into that position. She wasn't about to kill for it; she'd rather earn it. She halted under a shady Oak tree and glanced around. The area was pretty big so the nearest horse to her was a good distance away. She sighed softly and lowered her neck.

What now? Mirada wasn't exactly thrilled that she had to wait here for a stallion to approach her. If things were her way she'd find a land and ask a stallion to join. The odds of the other mares in the herd liking her if she did that were slim. She swished her tail back and forth and raised her neck slightly as she blew air through her nares. Now it was nothing but a waiting game.
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The solid dark bay stallion walks aimlessly through the empty grounds of the Homeless. There were few mares here, and that was understandable as it was nearly winter. But Carthage would assume that spring would bring a new crop of mares as it usually did. The Friesian formed stallion lowered his head slihgtly before raising it again. He was nearly six years-old and had little to show for it. He had claimed a land, yes. Claimed two mares who he hardly saw. No children. Maybe two allies. A sigh parts his lips, and Carthage continues his walk.

His crimson optics eventually fall upon the form of a black maiden. She was pretty, nearly completely black except for some socks and a blaze that ran down her face running to her right side. She looked to be about his height or from what Carthage could tell. The solid dark bay turned his unmarked form toward her, lips parting in a friendly nicker to her. The young stallion stopped a few respectable feet away from the mare, a friendly smile on his lips. "Hello. My name is Carthage. May I know yours?" The young stallion stood patiently, waiting for her to respond.
carthage . male . 5 years . dark . friesian hybrid . dark bay . 15.3 hands . diego x louron . great stone bridge
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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She was actually surprised when she hear a friendly nicker given and to see a dark bay handsome stallion approaching her. She hadn't been waiting that long and was somewhat glad to be noticed so quickly. Do I stand out that much? Mirada gave him a soft nicker in return. He certainly was easy on the eyes and he had a friendly nature about him. She could sense the kind energy in his heart, but she couldn't be too sure. She was smart enough to not judge a book by its cover. She knew that dark things could be disguised as the most beautiful, deceiving things.

Her black ears perked and she dipped her head a bit as he greeted her, showing respect for him. It's nice to meet you, Carthage. I am Mirada of the Neutral Alliance. May I ask what alliance you belong to? Her dark orbs remained on his before bringing her head slightly back up. He was about her height and it honestly made her feel more comfortable to be around him. Some stallions could be so intimidating and although she could easily stand up to them, she would never admit that they secretly bothered her. But it was obvious that Carthage wasn't like that at all. Mirada wanted to ask him what brought him to the homeless grounds, but didn't bother. It was obvious he was looking for mares, so she didn't bother with that silly question. She turned her head slightly to the left. I'm surprised you noticed me so quickly. She turned her head back to him, her dark eyes gleaming in happiness.
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His smile only grows wider when the mare nickers to him in response. She names herself to be Mirada and announces that she is Neutral in alliance. He dips his head in recognizing what she has said, ears briefly flicking back. He clears his throat and speaks calmly, inwardly hoping she didn't send him away for saying what he had to next. "I am of the Dark alliance. I hope that does not bother you. My parents and their parents were Darks, a sort of thing to be passed on." The dark bay looks down for a moment, crimson eyes meeting hers. "I'm not cruel like my grandfather was rumored to be. I'm just trying to make a name for myself." He chuckled when she said that he was surprised he found her as quickly as he did. "I suppose I was just in the right place at the right time." A smile is still present on his lips, though it is dimmed as his thoughts wander to the malice of his grandsire, Thane. He wondered what the pale Lippizaner had done to gain such notoriety.
carthage . male . 5 years . dark . friesian hybrid . dark bay . 15.3 hands . diego x louron . great stone bridge
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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The sabino mare smiled softly, her ears swiveling as she listened to the bay stallion speak. Frankly, she wasn't surprised when he said that he was a Dark. She guessed that he was either a Neutral or a Dark. He just did not have a Light demeanor about him, which was obvious. She snorted at the thought of Lights. They were too kind and too forgiving. The ones that pranced around like pretty little ponies annoyed her. She pushed her thoughts aside as she continued to listen to Carthage. No it doesn't bother me at all. I'm more of a Dark than a Neutral, but just haven't converted. Her dark side seemed to be underestimated by a lot of others, but she would only let it show when she would need to. She could easily kill others no matter what the reason being and more than half the time she enjoyed doing it. Mirada is a strong mare and for those who underestimated her, usually wound up regretting it.

She was kind of confused when the stallion mentioned his grandfather, but decided to not question him on it. Her ebon lips smiled a bit more when he said he was trying to make a name for himself. You me and me both. Someday after she got her revenge for her family, her name would be widely known. She would probably be feared, but that didn't matter to her. Her attitude already put others in fear sometimes, but she didn't care. Mirada nodded when he said that he must have been at the right place at the right time. She chuckled softly, dipping her head somewhat. I guess you were. Quite frankly, I'm glad you were. This place would have gotten pretty boring easily. Her gaze remained on his as she kept a small smile upon her lips. He seemed like a genuine enough stallion and he was intimidating; that was a plus.
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A smile pulls at his lips when she said that his alliance didn't bother her, that she was more of a Dark than a Neutral. His lips pull sideways into a smirk; how interesting. His dark locks swish against his back legs as he stands, ears pricked as she speaks again. He chuckles when she talks about Homeless getting boring. "I could imagine that it would have. Is there anything you would like to know about me? I don't want to be overly confident and assume we can leave now." He laughs softly. He liked this mare, even though they hadn't been talking long. He hadn't enjoyed himself with a mare since he had spoken to Homura in the these lands. And that had been some time ago. Zenilia had only made him angry. His crimson eyes remain on the mostly black mare, open to any question she asked.
carthage . male . 5 years . dark . friesian hybrid . dark bay . 15.3 hands . diego x louron . great stone bridge
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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She was glad to see that she could make him chuckle. That was a good sign that he was interested in her to say the least. He definitely was a charming stallion and seemed easy going. Her guard was still slightly raised, but for the most part she was secure that the wasn't going to hurt her. She smiled at him, Well, tell me about your herd. How many mares do you have and what are they like? Do you have any foals? The painted mare kept her gaze on him, but kept her expressions soft. Her auds swiveled as she waited for his answers. If you don't mind me asking, why are you so kind for a Dark stallion? It is quite alluring, but a bit unusual. She wasn't expecting him to answer that last question, but if he did, it wouldn't be a bad thing. It was just kind of puzzling to her. Was he always like this with his mares or was he different when he was around other stallions?
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The Friesian formed stallion remained relaxed, even allowing a back hoof to cock upward. Dark brown-black strands of his tail swished aimlessly. The stallion cast his crimson eyes to the ground for a moment when she asked about his herd. "No children yet. But I have two mares in my herd, Zenilia and Homura. Zenilia is quite new, but Homura is quiet. Not quite bitter I think, but I'm relatively knew at this whole thing. As for 'being so kind', I don't think it's right for a stallion to be malicious or cruel. Maybe it draws in mares, but I think it's better to be honest and gentlemanly instead of physically violent. Believe me, I have it in my blood to be cruel." His tenor vocals darkened considerably as he mentions his blood. Crimson optics rise to the mare's eyes as he chuckles. "My grandsire was one of the darkest stallions of Kormada before he was murdered." Yes, he knew about the murder. He doubted his mother, Louron, did, but Carthage had been wise enough to keep his ears open while he was about in the world.
carthage . male . 5 years . dark . friesian hybrid . dark bay . 15.3 hands . diego x louron . great stone bridge
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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Mirada kept her soft gaze on his, swiveling her ears as she listened to him tell her about his heard. He must be young. It sounds like he's barely starting off as a leading stallion. She nodded her ebon and white head. His grand sire must have been quite the stallion. She lifted her head slightly when he said that it was in his blood to be cruel. A smirk crossed her kissers, I like the way you approach things, Carthage. You have a good heart. The smirk on her lips turned into a slight smile. It's in my blood to be cruel too. Her sire used to tell her and her siblings stories about their great grand sire and how vicious he would act toward his herd and any others. He was a dictator until he took his very last breath. Some of his children vowed to not be as cruel as their father and changed their alliance to Neutral. She always figured her dark side had come from somewhere and her great grand sire was the reason for it. Mirada's ebon auds perked when Carthage said that his grand sire was one of the most darkest stallions on Kormada. She took a step towards him. I'm glad you aren't as cruel as your grand sire. It's admirable.
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Carthage allows himself to smile when Mirada speaks, and he stays quiet when she continues. He ponders on his own background, wondering why his own mother, a direct descendant of Thane, would keep her heritage suppressed for so long. Why wait until just now to begin her climb into notoriety? Why wait until he was so far out of the nest and Adonis so close to leaving to try and build them up? A snort softly vibrates his tender nostrils as his attention focuses back on Mirada as she takes a step toward. Speaking of how she was glad he wasn't cruel, that it was adirable. A smirk pronounces itself. and he speaks, tenor tones almost affectionate as he casts his crimson eyes down. "I'm glad someone thinks so." He smiles and raises his head, looking back up at the mare. "Is there any way that I could convince you to return home with me, Mirada? I think you'd like it, but maybe that's just me."
carthage . male . 5 years . dark . friesian hybrid . dark bay . 15.3 hands . diego x louron . great stone bridge
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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The black maiden lifted her head slightly and perked her auds as she listened to Carthage. His question made her smile bright. Her long ebon tail swished in excitement. Carthage, I would love to come home with you. No convincing needed. She took another step forward and pressed her muzzle against his, nuzzling him softly. Her eyes gazed into his, Thank you. She was glad that she had finally had a home now. Mirada was curious to see what his homeland was like. He said that he only had two mares, so she wondered what they were like. It didn't sounds like there would be too much drama which was good. She wasn't a huge fan for drama. She mostly liked to end it and pop everyone's balloons for the pure joy of it.[/color]
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