I'd Lie for You & That's the Truth {kate}

[Estheim]

[bg=430e00][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,540,table] Sneaking was not something one would catch Ares doing on a daily basis. In fact, clever was not even in his arsenal of tricks - he didn't even have an arsenal of tricks. Subterfuge was beyond the dun appaloosa yearling. He was geared for battle and face to face confrontation. Not skulking around in the swamp juice looking for a filly he didn't even like...And yet there he was, knee deep in the shit and not even sure where his target was. If Kai ever hears of this, I'll never be taken seriously. At a particularly murky spot in the bog, he misstepped and sunk to his chest - dirty water staining his pristine blanket. With a grunt that displayed is disbelief and irritation, the stag yanked himself up onto slightly firmer ground in the form of a swamp bank. Sloshing through the muck, he found that the ground began to grow harder with each step he took. I must be going the right direction then. Espionage was his only hope at finding that flicka from the meeting again. The steed who appeared to be her sire, had not taken a liking to him - instead it was most likely the opposite. Stags liked their fillies to go with males that had both the brawn and the brain to protect their offspring. Of course, given time the young brute would have plenty of muscle to contend with challengers - not that he was planning on having the buckskin filly belong to him. He'd simply wanted to tease her a little and the old nag had to butt in. Now, Ares was creeping back into the peat bog to locate her; he'd failed to do so several times now and was beginning to think he'd dreamed the flicka up in a state of desperation. There was no way that Ares was going to let the girl know he'd been looking for her quite a few times, as that would make him seem either weak or clingy and he was neither. ooc;; i know you're away, but i figured i'd go ahead and get this up playlist;; hot by avril lavigne {ares; dun, blanket & bald face; 16.0hh, green & brown; cocky, argumentative; 1yo} [full table image]piccy by wicki ares speech

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[kate. is awayyy!]

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[atrb=background,http://i40.tinypic.com/2vxkknq.png] Riya had been very wary of going near the edge of her mother’s land since the whole incident with Alaric stealing her away in the night. The event had also made her rather meek, but having noticed this Riya was doing her best to be brave. She wasn’t awfully good at this, but she’d do the best that she could. That was all that anyone could ask of her. She wasn’t the bravest horse to have ever lived, and when faced with danger her instinct was to shy away, but regardless she did her best to be brave. To be her mother. While the buckskin painted filly thought about this, she found herself approaching the edge of the lands. Somewhere she feared to be, though before she managed to turn around and successfully run away she noticed that there was another around. She recognised him to be Ares, the colt her father had been unhappy with her talking to. He was still handsome and gave her butterflies, perhaps moreso because she knew it wasn’t allowed. What she was doing right now was bad, and that gave her a small thrill. Shyly, she stayed where she was. She’d walked quite close to him before realising that he was there, not one to be so observant. She was unsure of what to say for a moment, finally settling on uhh, hello. She said quietly, her attitude bashful. [WORDS: 235] [MUSE:Dreadful ] [NOTES: ] SPEECH= 193818 Riya; filly; one; crossbreed; buckskin splash; 16.3hh; dark brown eyes; Regenade x Aconite Princess of the Fen- Daughter of Regenade

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[Estheim]

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[atrb=background,http://i1010.photobucket.com/albums/af224/AnteaterJade/aresbg.png] Ares saw her like a vision in a dream, innocence written across her features. The pangs of foal-fire touched him, just as he knew it would. Misery and he were old companions; always together and everything was always out of his grasp. A wicked grin plastered itself on his face was his mismatched optics scanned over her pretty, girlish figure. Lowering his white striped visage, he bowed to her and then said, Hello to you as well, Princess of the Fen. Have you been wandering long? Oh, but I forget myself. Do you remember me? Ares? I used to belong to your dam's herd. I was... ah, called away, as it were. Puffing up his chest to seem bulkier than he was, Ares pawed at the ground excitedly. Finally he'd found her! Or rather she'd found him! Giddiness flooded over the colt for a moment, before he regained his mental cool. Even though he'd lusted after Kai for so long, this filly's features and purity called to him. Across miles of ever changing scenery, through running streams, and over mounts, her face had called. It urged the restless steed to come to his old home and seek her out, even though her sire disapproved of him. Never in his life had he so willingly obeyed his own emotions, and yet here he stood covering in swamp mud, gazing doe eyed at a filly he barely knew. What was he becoming? A year ago he'd not have bothered with the splash marked girl. Kai was more than mare enough for him, or so he'd thought. But the roan filly promised much and delivered little. How was he supposed to remain arduous towards her, if all she offered were empty words and the occasional nip of fake affection? Something told Ares that the Princess before him felt deeply and was more honest than Kai ever would be. Moving forwards on a whim, he extended his muzzle to catch her scent. Self torture had never been so delicious. {ares; dun, blanket & bald face; 16.0hh, green & brown; cocky, argumentative; 2yo} [xXx]wicked "I speak."

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