Fading Away

[Kahlua]

Fade to Black

Claiming grounds once again. The last thing Fade wanted right now was another inevitable encounter with other equines. Claiming grounds meant stallions and usually other mares, and then that meant that stallions were wanting to claim her, asking her name and such, and mares were trying to make conversation or pick a fight. She sighed to herself and trotted around the terrain. Her gaits were smooth and flowing and her tiara carried high. A more common sight for such breeds as arabians, but who said paints couldn't have fun too?

The aromas of equines all around her permeated the air as she traveled. Taking in at least one new scent with every breath it felt as if she were suffocating on a mass of smells. The stallions were most appealing to her. It was breeding season and her own scent floated on the breeze, spread by her movement. She had always liked them better, for they seemed to have a dignified air that many faes did not. Either way, not many stags liked her anyway. She was far too quiet and many took it for stupidity. Her intelligence was one of her excellent traits, yet only one she truly cared for would find that out. Let them think she was stupid. In time the power of the mind would show. For now she let her scent run over the land, letting it be her arriving announcement.

[Acantha + Cowin]

Cowin galloped smoothly over the ground, mane and tail billowing in the early spring breeze. Having preened himself he knew he made for a handsome sight or so he fancied himself. He knew he was vain, but he had a reason to be that way because he was quite fetching. Gallop slowed to a trot to a standstill as the scent of a lone mare entered his nares. Ears perked forward with interest as he glided after her scent. He didn't know if she already had a herd or not, but it would be pleasant to talk to another equine.

He cantered after her scent, following it easily before he finally saw her up ahead. Canter turned into a showy trot as he gracefully entered the clearing she was in and slowly made a wide circle around her, keeping his distance as he checked her out to see if she was claimed or not. After detecting no other's scent on her he glided over to her and stopped a few yards away. "Lovely morning is it not?" He asked in a silky tone as his features were molded into one of friendliness. Tail swished once before falling gracefully behind in him in one long flowing black wave. He kept his ears perked forward to hear her reply. This simple mis-pleasures of being misleading were always Cowins antics for he was a fair trickster holding up always to deceave ones eye's. His morgan features always held that part up as well, elegant, Regal, and well defined. Still his flutes swiviled to catch the mares reply.

[Kahlua]

sorry I can't post now. I will post after school.