[Do you see clearly...

[[Illusion]]

...or is it just an Illusion?...]

Stalks of rich emerald were being played with by none other than lady air herself. She ruffled them, pushed them, danced with them in the most lively of fashions. The Sun sent it's golden glances upon the globe without much of a second thought, warming everything up, well, as much as possible in these autumn months. The leaves upon the fingers of each tree were varying shades of red, orange and gold, creating a little haven in the meadow where she was to 'meet the stallon of her dreams'. Illusion did not believe such talk, for who did you knwo that the stallion was 'the one' when you first met him. You didn't. How could you? And so Illusion would not succumb to the first one she met, go along wihth him? Maybe, maybe not. It was all part of the game that was life.

Bodice of splotched silver moved ever so gracefully over these lands, taking in as much of everything around her as mocha orbs could manage. It was a fine day whether wise, yet only time would tall as to how she felt mentally. Sigh of contentment exited nares of velvet, as she awaited the one that was to try and claim her.

[[x.x no muse XP It has been drained from my long posteh as Sereg sorry!]]

[Acantha + Cowin]

Cowin galloped smoothly over the ground, mane and tail billowing in the Fall 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.

[[Illusion]]

It was to be one of those days apparantly, or so she thought before the scent of another entered her nares. It was a sign of life, however distant it may be, and that could not be a bad thing... could it? For Illusion knew only too well of the rumours flying about, and one could not be too careful. The scent was growing slightly stronger, and as it did so, it was distinguishable as a stag. Well lets see what we have to day then. A small smirk appeared at the corner of her maw as she awaited the arrival of the stag, if he was coming to her at all that is.

Occuli suddenly fixed upon the stag her nares had noted for her not so long ago. So he would be the first? well so be it. Pools watched him as he continued his flashy approach toward her. Vain, it could not be good, yet maybe it was in his case as he studied him further. Brow was slightly raised, he was drawing ever nearer. What was he to do next.

Daggers did not shift her weight as he made that wide circle around her. Getting a good look? And why not? A beauty like herself could not go unnoticed. Smile replaced the hidden smirk as he came to a halt, audits catching his silky tones.

Indeed it is a fine day. Merely having a stroll beneath the sun's glorious rays?

Her own were made equally smooth, orbs of intelligence lain up his form, smile tugging at her maw. This could turn out an interesting day after all.

[Acantha + Cowin]

Perked ears gathered her reply while his eyes caught her apprehension. It was understandable, being in the presence of such a gorgeous black stallion, yes Cowin understood her nervousness or rather distinct look.
He couldn't stop a smile from flashing. He perked up his tassle and trotted a few steps towards the mare, intended on proving he was worthy.
"Yes I suppose so, miss, If I may, Could I possibly know Thy's calling?" Cowin had spoken with florish and a slight curtious bow to show he considered the other was respected. Before she could speak he adressed himself, forgeting the simple rule to adress ones sekf before asking another for their calling, "And my apologizes for not adressing myself first, I am Cowin." he spoke with a dignified tone full of respect and great manner.