Dance/My/Macabre/Waltz (Open/Xato)

[PrettyOdd]

Lycan

There's no escaping,
There's no place to hide.
Your walking down a horror corridor
Its almost 4 in the morning and your in a nightmare.
Right there is the coroner,
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
I guess I must've killed em.
Very methodical when I slaughter them

The long day had certainly taken its toll on the sturdy mare, a subtle ache grew from the depth of her fore cannon. Allowing her dark orbs to close, momentarily she blinked entering a world of darkness. Twisting her bold neck, Lycan caught sight of Xato a few feet behind. Once again the brief sighting had began feelings to stir, despite their short friendship Lycan had come to approve well of the stallion. Speaking the truth the mare had never found herself a true friend that could stand by her, the feelings which did occur seemed to calm her. Gone was the violent and haunting images and lust to kill, a relaxing essence emitted from the fellow brute. Before she could suppress the urge, a thought train swept through her frame to skull. Lycan did once have a mate, a large brute equally matching her size and colour. Oh how she loved him, by the name Nyx they caused carnage and misery wherever they went, but to them that destruction was bliss.

You call to me, and I fall at your feet
How could anyone ask for more?
And our time apart, like knives in my heart
How could anyone ask for more?

But if there's a pill to help me forget,
God knows I haven't found it yet
But I'm dying to, God I'm trying to

'Cause trying not to love you, only goes so far
Trying not to need you, is tearing me apart
Can't see the silver lining, from down here on the floor
And I just keep on trying, but I don't know what for

Forcing her past once again to the back of her mind, Lycan thrashed the air harshly with her head. A shrill whinny passed her lips along with the sudden flare of body movement, ears poised yet constantly twitching. Tail removed from the banner form, now a mass of spirals and twirls meeting the atmosphere. Her slow beats increased, pacing on the spot to a pounding prance. As if a drum beat, the brute pillars which she held upon slammed the hard terrain. Nyx… how you was brought down so coldly, the brute to end you should be sent to hell.

Climb into the ring for a battle that you can't win
Swing as hard as you can swing, it will still mean nothing
Should’ve seen it coming
It had to happen sometime
But you went and brought a knife
To an all out gun fight

And the only thing to save
Is the banner that you wave
To be wrapped around your grave


Restraining herself from acting upon any further impulse, Lycan immediately stopped the maybe foolish actions. Her glance focused ahead on the water, her throat dry. All of a sudden the taste of blood became appealing to wet her thirst, the waster would have to do. Because as soon as her orbs observed Xato the feeling of calm overcame her, what was happening ? It was a feeling Lycan truly could not explain.

Muse:KAABOOM SO MUCH MUSE,, SO MUCH NICKLEBACK LYRICS !.
Word Count: 805
Notes: Ramble about her past, so many lyrics I just had a sudden depressive aw Lycan moment then ahh blood and OMG my mind is freaking on fire !
Inspiration:My artwork of nightmares and nickelback screaming at me and arguing with my tech teacher ! :L oh and my feelings towards someone hence the love part XD
Character Emotion:sad,happy,angry,stuck in the past then ooh blood awhh Xato I LOVE YOU… wait… what is love huh ? so many new feelings :L soory ima gon hypo

I thought I outta drink this bath water
That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams
Just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 am
And here I come
So you should probably run

[Scout]

Xato

Xato was a few feet behind the dark mare. The sky had turned from the peaceful blue to a mysterious black and purple mix. It was strangely very beautiful. Xato loved to look at the sky. It was a secret passion of his. he would never allow another horse to know that he, a large brute stallion, liked to look at the sky. That was just not going to happen. It would ruin his image. It would make him less manly.

He felt an odd friendship feeling between Lycan and himself. He had not known her long but, it was a rare occurrence when another equine could put up with his behaviors and way of thinking let alone match them. Lycan really was a very beautiful mare when she was not being crazy. Xato had never had a mate before. He has admired lovely mares from a distance but, they were never really "his." Lycan wasn't really his either but, she was closer than the others had been. Besides, he was a loner. He spent most of his days alone and most mares are looking for a stallion that leads a herd but, his loner status didn't seem to bother Lycan. He appreciated this very much.

A shrill noise came from Lycan. She was prancing around in circles. This looked a bit funny to him. He smiled but at the same time, he wanted to know what was going on. He trotted over to her. His forehead was slightly wrinkled and he tilted his head a bit to the side. His ears were pricked forward, expecting her to tell him what was going on. Her behavior was rather funny so he assumed that she knew that and would give an explanation. But, almost as suddenly and randomly as the behavior began, it stopped. His eyes were filled with curiosity and a bit of concern for his friend. Yes, Xato considered Lycan his friend. It was official. He had allowed the mare into his life but, what was his life? What was he going to do? Just roam around aimlessly for the rest of his life? He hoped not. He wanted a more permanent place to live. Somewhere that he could call his, somewhere that he could live without worrying about others taking from him, somewhere to raise a herd. Yes, that was what he wanted. He wanted a herd. But how to begin one? He thought for a moment. First he would need land, obvious. Then, he would need two or three mares to live with him and carry his foals. Foals were foundational for a herd. They would secure the fact that the mares would stay with him and, they would be future members and leaders of the herd.

[PrettyOdd]

Lycan

There's no escaping,
There's no place to hide.
Your walking down a horror corridor
Its almost 4 in the morning and your in a nightmare.
Right there is the coroner,
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
I guess I must've killed em.
Very methodical when I slaughter them

Pausing for a moment, the mare pushed all thoughts aside. She focused on composing herself, the act must have been portrayed as such a random impulse child like motion. Lowering her head from the height she held, the natural peak in her neck allowed her bold graces to fold. Her frame instantly restricted anymore movement from her thick tresses, pausing in a faintly risen pose her effortless grace was once again evident. A queen the arts of seduction, the charm she posses was fully on show again to the stallion. He however held the same level of beauty, such a chiseled brute frame. Aesthetically pleasing the engulfant color of her orbs could simply observe him all day, her auds raised to their peak; placed with nobility upon her black crown.

The stallion presented before her held a concerned look, or so she thought he did. Another swift glance from the mare allowed her to take in his features, Xato seemed to be in thought train much like she was previously. Making no attempt to work out his emotions, Lycan nickered softly to him. The act of kindness only caused her to take a stride closer, his warm breath caressed the tip of her nostrils unintentionally. Only a few meters away the barely audible trickle of water of water took her attention, Lycans ears flickered towards the pool. The thought of the refreshing waters aroused the dry feeling in her throat, resuming the focused vision on Xato the calm azure color enticed her. "Its nice here don't you think ?"

Her speech only trailed of as she did, twisting her frame Lycan turned round on her hindquarters to face the liquid. Easing into a slow walk, each stride came with care as the atmosphere consumed barely any upturned dust. The dry ground did come with its disadvantages, for the hoof fast speed was certainly some what a discomfort, but as the bank cam closer the seeped water softened the terrain. A spongy feel came from the now green tips which grew from the edge, cool mud sent a wave of reshment through her. Halting by the waters edge, Xato was not far behind as the mare began to drink. Dipping her head, the water cooled her muzzle as she drank. Taking a long sip, her parched throat was soon quenched by the liquid

Muse:Naar muse
Word Count: 396
Notes: BLarg that was awful XD no muse
Inspiration:non XD
Character Emotion:Calmer

Thought I outta drink this bath water
That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams
Just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 am
And here I come
So you should probably run

[Scout]

Xato

Lycan was staring at him. The buckskin stallion didn't know whether to be flattered or frightened. he never understood mares very well. They were a foreign species to him. Just the way that they behaved was just strange. He knew a mare once that was completely obsessed with making sure that her beloved was not more than a few strides away from her. He did not want to end up like that poor stallion. He needed his freedom and space. Xato refused to let Lycan control him. If she wished to stay with him then more power to her but, she would not be his goddess. He would still do whatever he wanted to do. However; Lycan was indeed a very interesting looking mare. Her markings were fascinating to him especially the one on her face. It was something that he had never seen before. He caught himself staring. He blinked his eyes and shook his head. He was not going to stoop to that level. Lycan nickered to him. He nickered back and as she took a step forward he outstretched his neck to touch her nose. It was a bold move but, he needed to see if she felt similar to the way that he did. If she was angry with him, he probably wouldn't apologize just because of the way that he is but, he would more than likely give a good explanation for why he did it. He doubted that she would want to have a violent fight with him because they had already discovered that the two were an equal match and that both would walk away with sever injuries, if they walked away at all. Lycan was an intelligent mare so he assumed that she knew that.

The mare asked him if he liked it here. He thought for a moment. He liked it better than the ice land that they had been in before and it wouldn't be a bad place to live. He nodded his head. He was not into talking much. Lycan walked over to the water. He was not thirsty so he dipped his head to graze some more. Some would say that he eats too much but, he was a big boy and needed his food. He wasn't fat in the least bit and all of the food that he ate turned into energy. His thoughts drifted to Lycan. He wasn't exactly sure what to think of her. She was a very attractive mare but, he was still unsure about his feelings for her. This was a new thing for him. It was going to be an adventure but, he was up for it.

[PrettyOdd]

Lycan

There's no escaping,
There's no place to hide.
Your walking down a horror corridor
Its almost 4 in the morning and your in a nightmare.
Right there is the coroner,
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
I guess I must've killed em.
Very methodical when I slaughter them

The soft touch that had from before her movements sent a warm feeling through body, a warmth seemed to from around. Some which again she had never experianced, the only time she came close to a stallion was when is she teasing them... or worse. It was plesant, Lycan did not know quite what to make of these emotion at first. Everything was so new, as if she had be born again but in the body of a sane. It was enjoyable to say the least, and so was Xato’s company. Their short friendship had not been outlived by their fiesty personalities, it was blooming and looking to be a great one at that. As she had moved to the waters edge, the back of mind hoped that gazing stallion would follow. His company kept her in a constant state of relaxation, free from the vile thoughts which churn above. There was a certain essance about him, something which could be described.

Raising her had from the pool below, multiple crystal droplets parted from her muzzle to the atmosphere. Runited with the waters, an array of intricate ripples formed an on going patten. Dark orbs watched silently as the rings faded away, auds poised on their black crown twisted and turned to the lingering sounds. An ear focused on Xato, so to di her body as the mare shifted to face him. A swift manouver came from a pivot on her hind legs, her landing cushioned by the seeped grasses below. Taking a stride, the damp ground soon retured to the hard earth. Lycan did not mind it though, there was water and the grass still sprouted. It was perfect compared the harsh conditions they encouted before, taking it Xato did not want to talk her pace halted by his side. Brushing her muzzle along him silently, Lycan acted upon his act of kindnes before. Drfitng her head back down to the ground, she took a bite the green flora.

Muse:Ish
Word Count: 330
Notes: ---
Inspiration:---
Character Emotion:Calmer

Thought I outta drink this bath water
That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams
Just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 am
And here I come
So you should probably run

[Scout]

Xato

Enough of this walking around aimlessly. Enough of this sitting around homeless. He was better than that. The time was now. He needed to secure a home for himself and if Lycan would like to join him then great. If she did not then that was great too. But, he needed a home and this place was good enough for him. The grass here was green and the water was cool. His herd would do well here. This land needed to be his.

Lycan had lifted her head out of the pool of water. Drips were coming off of her mouth. Lovely. Lycan gave her a glance that should have told her that he needed/wanted to do something. His face was stern with focus but with a slight bit of uncertainty. he only looked at her for a few seconds before throwing his large head up and let out a cry. His song was deep and strong sounding. No horse would dare to trespass where such a strong sounding stallion lived. He wanted every horse within 200 miles to know that he now lived here and that if anyone wanted to try to challenge that then, he would be dealing with them. Claiming this land felt good. It gave him some pride and even more confidence. He now had a place to sire foals and to make sure that he would never be searching for a place to eat or a place to sleep ever again. He would never again have to think of himself as a loner. He owned something now. It felt good.

The buskin stallion took a deep breath and sighed in almost relief. He put his down once again and began to graze his grass. Lycan had come over and she had touched his nose. Having her around was so nice. She had changed dramatically from the horse that he first had met. She was now affectionate and caring. He liked this side of her much more than the crazy horse who had tried to fight him in the snow and who nipped at him. he wondered what Lycan would do next. Maybe she wanted a share of the land aswell and would make her call or perhaps she would join under him but, the second option was very unlikely knowing her. He would wait and see.

[PrettyOdd]

Drawing her gaze the stallion, Lycan took a moment to herself. Grazing her muzzle across the grass tips, the vivid green spectrum was a beautiful sight, and a tasty one at that. Curling her muzzle, pearly razors exposed at she took a bite. The barely audible grind her teeth, came with an audible thrash from her tail. Whipping the air, ribbons of pure black spilled in numerous spirals, her hind leg raised as she stomped the ground. Flies. The damp patches to her pelt had drawn the attention of the vile blood suckers, a pest to any equine. Dark ears slanted back slightly, the tiny annoyance buzzed constantly around her presence. Shaking her head, Lycan dismissed the fly as it left and soon as it arrived.

Her peaceful grazing was interrupted suddenly, glancing up Xato had released a shrill whinny. To her this could mean one thing, and after their past conversations the matter seemed to be true. The moment almost became unreal, she now truly be called a Queen of darkness and have truth to the name. She finally had gained what her father dismissed her to do, never would he lead he told her. Not worthy to lead such a herd, ha how she would show his rotting body in hell.

Raising her head, Lycan took and almost square pose. Each one of her four hoofs spread evenly, a now noble essence graced her profile. Standing by the side her new friends, the two matched perfectly. The way they stood, to forces combined never to be reckoned with, they where now the ruthless leaders of Herd Crescendo. Like the name they were a building sound, strong and powerful in so many ways. It was not Lycan's turn to claim their land.

Craning her neck forwards, her brute structure elongated as she prepared. The call would hold a glimmer of strength, power, control and mental un/stability. Parting her lips, the mare released a blood curling neigh- the sound high in octaves much like Xato's. The sound sure to travel the lands to any equines ears, the sound sure to tell them this land was claimed... by only the best.

[Scout]

Xato

Right after his call, Lycan had made her claim. It was something that he had expected. She sounded slightly like him only with a touch of femininity that he did not have. This was a good thing because he was worried that it would sound like two males or two females would be claiming the land. He had no problem with horses that chose to live this way but, he was not one of them. He took pride in his masculinity.

When Lycan was finished with her call he looked her straight in the face. He looked determined and his mind was puzzling up a plan. It looked as though he was coming up with it right as he was looking at her. After a few seconds of quick pondering he came to his conclusion. This land is not enough. He was not prepared to give her anything more than that. If they were going to lead this place together then, she was going to need to learn how to trust him. This was the perfect way to do it. Without another word, Xato swung his hips around to the direction of the land that he wanted to claim next and began to canter in the direction. He loved to move quickly. It made him feel powerful and strong. His mane and tail were flowing majestically behind him. The large stallion stopped and turned his neck and motioned with his neck for Lycan to follow him. He shot her a sly smile and continued to canter. He knew exactly what he was looking for and he had an idea of where it was. He knew the general location of what he wanted but, he and Lycan might be spending some time looking for it. How embarrassing would that be? He had told her that he wanted more land but if he couldn't find it then she would never let it go. She would bug him about his ability to find things for the rest of his life. He could not have that. It was now his mission to find this other place. He knew that it would be beneficial for a herd to have this land but now, it was personal.

[PrettyOdd]

Pulling herself from the stance, Lycan paused for a moment observing their new home. It was rather beautiful, the sky; a light blue free from a grey bruised horizon. The land below her; a vivid spectrum of green met by only the purest water on the island. The weather was just right, not the harsh winds and falling snow and not the high heats of desert. Lycan could find herself adjusting well here. It was then she heard words spill from the mouth of Xato, more? He wanted more... This only sent bliss through her frame, more land for them could mean a bigger herd more powerful and more respect for her. The land claim was to spend her time with Xato but selfish impulse of a hunger craving inside made her, she could literally be a queen now.

Turning to face him, or she thought she had. Xato was quick on his heals, already covering ground to find their next land to claim. Kicking her heals in enjoyment, an almost vertical buck came from her posture. Landing with grace, a thud from barely audible noise came as as she made contact with the turf. Ears poised towards her friend, nostrils flared happily as her stride increased. Once more her 3 beat of daggers formed a trail of her determination, only to be become the best of the best with Xato. Footfalls light yet bold as she the mare collected her stride to excel up the subtle slope. She could only wonder where the next claim would be, would it be as nice? It looked like Xato knew were it was, his body language gave away the fact this could be a place he was dreamed of taking.

The black hues of pelt illuminated by warm rays, a sensation inside built as she came closer to the stallion. Flashing a soft smile, her side of only anger and death was barely noticeable when only in his presence- although his calming affect had proven to die down when faced with others. She knew leading would be a breeze, Lycan would be able to handle other equines in a more... suitable manner under the eye of her King.