Come to Claim my Soul and Maybe I Might Find Love

[horses4me16]

The wind was soft and steady as the sweet spring breeze combed through the grass and the trees along the mountain. The sweet and lovely Tristeza Dourada roamed the landscape in search of another inhabitant. The soft thud of her hooves treading the earth below her was slow. She took in a deep breath, filling her lungs until she though they might burst, as she delighted her nose with the smell of wildflowers and pine trees that speckled the ground. She rounded the top of the mountain and upon it, she stood tall. Taking in her surroundings, Triste embraced the moment and then she raised her head proudly and let out a call, letting all around her know her presence.

[Peaches and Family]

Anadil

The wind felt delightful as the young brujo moved through the valley. He wasn't worried anymore about not finding a mate. He was just looking right now. Easy stuff.....Rihgt? Wrong. He couldn't just look. The urge to start a family was just too strong.

He stopped and chatted with a few femmes before moving on. Always searching, never finding the right one to be queen. Then, He heard something, a voice, far away, a proud voice. Avoice that seemed to be calling for a mate.

He picked up into a canter, trotting over the ridge, and towards the voice of the femmora who was calling. He looked over the ridge into the knoll and saw the femme, standing proud, her head held high and he smiled. He picked up again and moved smoothly, head held in pride, and being a bit of a show off.

He bowed low before the femme "Lo m'lady, I'm Anadil, May I be blessed with your calling?" he asked.

[horses4me16]

Triste lowered her head as well when the brujo came to her. Small, he was but kind was he also. When she bowed, was the only time they met eye-to-eye and when she rose agiain to speak, she became the one who's presence was more clear, "Alas, but what is in a name? A name is but nothing of shell, however, it is what's inside the shell that is truely the prize to be saught. I shall tell thee thy name but dost thou promise to only call thy name when the contents of my shell are known?"

[Peaches and Family]

(Hey...He's not That short...He's about 14.3-15 hh tall.Pretty tall for a falabellaxaraban ;D)

He frowned slightly as she bowed to him. He didn't want her to bow to him, no, this magnificent creature shouldn't bow to anyone. He looked up slightly into her face. She was a bit taller than himself, but that was alright. The words she spoke delighted him, the old fashioned lyrics, the beautiful pronunciation, the clarity of her voice, all were captivating.

He nodded as he listened to her question and smiled. "Ah...My fair maiden, You speak with a grace and truth, a name is but a shell, for you can change your name whenever it suits you, but, how can one discover what is beneath the shell if one has no knowledge on how to adress you. One must know a name, any name, It needn't be yours, it just needs to be a name by which I may call you, until I know the beauty that Lies within." He replied.

[horses4me16]

((Oh okay sweetness. I thought he might have been shorter. thanks ))

When Triste rose, she realized that Anadil wasn't as short as she first believed him to be. She took a liking to the stallion as he continued to discourse with her. He was remarkably understanding and seemed to speak freely. She predicted that he would ask of a calling and she smiled when she gave him her answer, "Sing my shell Felicity, for that is all my heart cries inside. When the morning gale sings and thou's eyes beholds hence my shell, tis then that I shall reveal my dubbing. Prithee that day will hie 'twixt us." The evening was coming and with it the insects of the mountain. One landed on her forearm and her skin twitched to scare it away. The sun reflected it's rays in the blond of her tail as she swatted away another blood sucking fiend.