Posted on March 12, 2013 at 00:01:35 AM by SKRAELING
As days swept by, each breath had brought her mother closer to the day the shadows claimed her very soul, more then likely dragging it down to hell where she so often said it would belong. Those days were spent within the company of the large bay shire, and with the occasional visit from the painted stallion who Skraeling had believed to be nothing more but a mere ghost by the time she really grew up. Yet, now here he stands, speaking towards her as a real living entity and there is a strange static of excitement that causes her skin to twitch ever so slightly, almost unable to contain the shadow's attraction to something familiar and from her past. She had been a mere yearling when her mother had died, instantly leaving the moment she was free of her mother's damned hold, though she was free from the damn curse but that was never the case. Those shadows followed her, all the way into the Dunes, where they could rest with those shadows that torment Veteran Soldier, reminding him of his past and speaking about how redemption will never happen within his life time. She remembers him well, he was one of few that Evanescence would allow close to them, she's aware just how long Veteran had known her parents. Though he finds them like family, she never did, instead hating her mother and adopted father with a harsh passion, but never hated Veteran. His words tickle her ears with an eerie tune as her own smirk flickers across her lips, eyes slowly looking towards him, all the while keeping her head still as a rough chuckle pushes through her mouth. "Time does that, as I'm sure you're very well aware of." She moves to nip at his offered nose, but where as she usually aims to bite for trauma, this is a mere nip that would tickle his whiskers at the very least. A rough snort follows her nip while her eyes are cast down upon the dunes that Veteran had found and deemed of some worth, as he isn't known for not having a reason for every place he stays. Each reason is different and ranges from simple reasons to reasons that only seem to make sense to his own mind, and of course he calls it his little piece of hell. "I think you know why I'm here, Veteran." Her head tilts towards the side so that her eyes can lock with his, her own eyes a nearly abyss like black as the dark brown nearly fades into her pupils. All the while the gaze is stern and speaks volumes that makes even the silence defeaning. She needs a home, and she has distaste for every other stallion she has stalked from within her shadows. A great ruler. Skraeling thirsts for power, just as much as her own mother had done for the longest length of her life. Toying with a stallion's mind is simple enough, using sultry words as painfully arousing caresses around his body with a flick of the tail over their haunches just for added emphasis, but Skraeling does not want to play with anyone that she can see. If there is one thing that Skraeling is, it's incredibly picky, something that Evanescence truly wasn't. Skraeling did have a strange crush on the tobiano when she was a child, that was before the shadows truly festered into her mind and brought her insanity crashing down upon her. "I don't intend to go without seeing a familiar face for years, not again." She states simply, her tail flicking roughly against her haunches, only mildly bothered by the flies that won't leave her hide alone. "You know what it's like to have my blood. It's asking a lot to stay here, because over time you know my eyes eventually can't tear away from the top of the sovereign ladder." Her eyes are cast upon the dunes as she speaks once more, scanning each sand dune with a fondness. Though he is a friend, that won't save him from her need to stay on top, to be the boss to those around them versus the other way around. No. Skraeling does not handle peasantry very well. "But you're the only one I feel I can trust." Her eyes shift towards the tobiano stallion. Another thing her family wasn't known for was trusting, not even friends, not even each other.  |
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