Echoes of the Past.

[Necromancer]

What dreary world had led her thus? one cruel and harsh. A world of tangled paths and twisted hopes and savage beasts who lay mockery to ones dreams.

Or perhaps she was being far to poetic for a world that once vibrant and alive to her eyes was now a dreagy grizzeled grey..much like her hide she thought with a touch of wry amusement, the feeling fled quickly as most amusing things did now adays, But there was truth to it. Her brindled hide once satin smooth and looked upon with awe was now scarred with numerous battles, a bodice once full of strength was now weary and slow. She had been a queen amoung creatures..but was now a beggar..and all for a love she thought true.

Emerging from the tree line she gazed upon this new land with eyes which still held a spark to them, her body was old, past its prime, worn older then her years by a harsh life. But her mind was still sharp. Sometimes she wished it wasn't, perhaps then she could forget.

None would want her, but perhaps one would let her live out her life within his terra,she would not last long on her own..few ever did in a world so very cruel, she could offer little in return..she could not protect a land and she feared love something far beyond her now, wisdom perhaps for she had seen much and lived through more, a few foals she could yet raise though she doubted any would want a grizzeled one such as her.

Sighing deeply she lowered herself to the ground, lips grazing idely at grasses within reach, one would come or one would not..she would find a way to deal with either.

[Red♥]

_{The red roan stallion could be spotted upon a hill grazeing at the tender shoots of grass. His rasied his dial high and spotted the brindle tainted mare. Ebony pools watched her with intrest. Red moved off at a trot, his banner flowing behind him. He slowed as he neared her. Watching her with great intrest. She had been threw at lot just by looking at her. But she had to be wise. He gave a soft nicker to him. The 6 year old stallion stoped infront of her. He gave a soft nod to her. His red forlock falling into his pools, he gave his dial a quick toss, removing the fallen locks from his visuals. He smiled softly to her. Bot sure how to began. Should he speak first or should he allow her. If his father where there hisf ather would call him weak and a chicken. Red snorted, he was no chicken, nor would he ever be. He looked around before back to the brindle mare.
Salutation's Fair Madian. He took a breath before contiuning the lyrics he had already spoken to her. I'm Red Raven, King of Enchated Woods. You may call me Red if ya wish. What may i call you by?}

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[~♥Dakota♥~]

Soft whinny was released into the air as he cantered along. The sun beat down on his back, leaving beads of sweat on his handsome pelt. As he cantered, he realized how lucky he was. He had his own terra. That was a great start.

His black and white pinto pelt gleamed in the sun. He was a unique stallion. There wasn't another like him. He had different colored orbs. One was stained a whirlpool aqua blue, the other was a bright clover green. He was always teased. Called cruel names and laughed at.

As he glanced at the ground, he noticed a smaller imprint beside his own. A fae's. It was fresh. He only changed paces to a lope, getting more and more excited. He finally emerged from the tree-line, where he froze. There she was. In the middle of a field, stood a fae. Beautiful grey pelt gleamed like his own.

He trotted forward, whipcords flying behind him. The wind teased stubbornly at his tassels. He dipped his head to her, giving her room.

'Lo, m'dear. I be Dakota, King of Eclipse Valley. What be thy calling?

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[Necromancer]

Watching the beast approach she grew wary and moved as though to rise from her haven on the ground, liquid pools regarded the stag as she faced him in a position more readily defendable..not that she would be a match for such a youthful beast

Still he seemed friendly enough at least in first apperances, he asked for her name and for a few moments that gave her pause, she was no longer the creature she had been..long had she left behind her past..at least in distence if not in her mind, she simply uttered that which she was.

"I am Regret"

[Red♥]

Red snorted as the form of another stallion came to the group. He looked to Regret, smiling softly. Pools gazed aoftly into her for a moment. He looked to the ground quitely before looking back up.
Tis a pleasure Regret. If its alright with you, may iask you a simple quetion?
Red smiled softly before looking to the stallnio Dakota, so he was a nuetral. Red nodded in greetings he wouldn't be mean like he ahd seen opther stallions do. and ingor e the others. No one should be ingored like that.
Regret, what are you doing out here alone. Surely one such as yourself would have a home. and mate.

[Necromancer]

Regret for that was what she had dubbed herself only moments ago regarded this new stallion as he approched, eyes traveling over his form as they had that of the Fire hued one, a nod of greeting as he introduced herself and she repeated her name to this new beast less he had missed it as he emerged.

Glancing between the two stags Regret answered the question posed to her by the Red hued creatures..a fitting name was his, though Dakota seemed equally pleasant.

"what home I had is long gone and swallowed by the past"

She did not mention a mate, that wound was still to harsh to bring forth and she was unsure if her past would be met with anything other anger..so she refrained from giving them any other details.

[~♥Dakota♥~]

Dakota just wisely nodded his nape. He had been forced to move all his life. Running from his sire... His mate was also to hard to even think about. As he carefully studied her, he noticed that she seemed a bit more older than most faes. Though it didn't matter what size, age, color or anything a fae was. All should be treated with respect. Dakota obeyed that rule.

Dakota glanced over at Red, his orbs not catching his. Dakota then turned back to the fae, as she finished speaking.

Many of us come here to start anew. I come myself for that particular reason.

His orbs were low now. His whipcords softly flowed in the wind followed by his tassels. They were ruffled softly.

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[Red♥]

_{I understand Fair Regret.
Red nodded softly to her. His past was troubling and it hurt hyim everyday to think of loseing his beloved mate Secret. Red looked to Dakatoa. He was an oddly colored stallnio, but so was Red. Red flicerked a smile towards Dakota before looking to Regret. Is there anything you wish to know of me? Red asked softly. Ebony pools clouded with emotions as he knew he was going to have to tell about his past. He closed them softly. Riding his thoughts of the past. He hated bringing it up, and for once wished he hadnt brought it up to Regret. But being who he was he would answer any things she asked of him. No matter how much it hurt him.}

[Necromancer]

But did any come on the run from thier pasts? and di many hold secrets that if revaled may cause them to be cast aside as a traitor..if not killed outright? blinking slightly to chase her thoughts away before her eyes took on that haunting look that seemd to enter them as she thought about her harrowed past and her own mistakes.

"I did not think to find two beasts willing to speak to one such as myself"

Her eyes traveled once more over the painted and red hued beasts, they both seemed fit and young equally capable of either protecting or chasing her off. In truth she was surprised to find any willing to look upon her..or perhaps it wa simply in her own minds eye that she looked so haggard? no..it was truth and there was no denying it. there was but one thing she would no longer subject herself to and she posed the question to them both.

"Of what allience do you both partake?"

[~♥Dakota♥~]

As her lyrics floated to his auds, his mind raced. If that was how she was going to settle it... OK. He would go with it. He was cursed neutral because he had an evil sire and a light dam. He had chosen neutral also because lights seem to be to goo-goo gaa-gaa sometimes. Dakota didn't hold anything against lights, but he preferred neutrals. All were welcomed into his herd except darks. Darks were just to evil for anyone but themselves.

I be of the neutral party.

That was all he said. It was her choice of stag. Not his.

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[Necromancer]

Regret considered the painted stags words, Dakota he said he was, she had nothing against neutrality, it was not dark though she has assumed he was not..Dark stags did not act thus..though some were great decievers as she had once learned harsly. she would not step foot on such a place again.

"Tell me of your lands Dakota."

[~♥Dakota♥~]

He nodded his dial, his hopes riding like yeast rises in bread. His orbs were brought to hers.

There is everything imaginable there. Waterfalls, creeks, lakes, trees, forests, a couple mountains, wildlife, even a small beach. It is horse paradise. Caves provide shelter, and they also provide tunnels going throughout the whole terra. Is is marvelous.

He thought of his home, and smiled. It was just complete horse paradise. There might be terras that can live up to it, but Eclipse Valley was great.

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((This was a horrible post!))

[Necromancer]

Regret considered the stags words, his land indeed sounded bountiful, a pleasent place in which to spend her remaining years thought she did not count out the red beast and his terra either, for he had remained silent of late while the painted king spoke, turning to him she awaited his answers to her questions.

[Red♥]

Sorry i had to get off and ice my ankle lol But im back now))

_{I am a light, and my home is enchating. A small clearing that is surrounded by forest. The forest is a wonderful, magical place. A pond sats at the far end of the terra. And i havent fully finished exploreing it but i know there is nuch more to be found. FLowers of all kinds a re blooming in the clearing and the sun is nice and warm, with a cool breeze. There are plently of animals as well that roam there. It is truely a wonderful place to be.}

Red finished softly he looked to Regret, she seemed to be favoring Dakota at the moment but Red wouldn't bet land on it. It was Regret's descion and he would honor however it went. Dakota was a honorable stallion, and Red would respect him. Red looked to Regret he would love for her to join him. But whatever laid within her heart, she would choice what she thought best.[/sub][/center]

[Necromancer]

Regret shifted her weight as she listened..both lands sounded equally intriguing and both stags seemed equally welcoming..she wondered if they would do so knowing her past..unlikely and such was her desire to find a new home and the safety of a herd that the elder kept her maw closed. She would perhaps tell her story in time. Maybe.

Her gaze roved between the two stags with uncertainty, she rather liked the painted beast but the red she had noted earlier seemed to hold his own pains..and she gathered his own history..perhaps he would be more forgiving less the truth come out..or perhaps not, only time would tell. And while both stags were equally good beasts she felt her place to be beside the red creature.

An apologetic look was placed towards the paint fore he was a good beast, she was quite sure he would find many to follow him.

"I'm sorry Sir Dakota..but I feel my place to be with the other, tht is of course should he still wish to have me.."

A questioning look was placed to the roan.