Shadows danced around the appaloosa filly as she trotted over the fresh snow that had just settled. She felt her mane tickle the side of her white neck as hard hooves were swallowed by the brilliant white sea. Then she stopped and threw her fine head up, ear pricked, listening to hear whether the wind brought any news of another horse nearby. So far all she knew was that she was alone.
Nadie looked around at the winter scene. It was beautiful. Long, diamond icicles hung off the branches of trees and the bitter cold wind stung at her eyes making them water but she didn't take any notice. It was just as she left it - the rolling hills was where she grew up for a year. Her first whole year being alive was where she stood now, in this winter wonderland. The horse smiled to herself. Memories danced in front of her like ghosts - a white spotted filly, a silver stallion and a chestnut mare whose mane seemed to blaze like fire - the herd she grew up in.
A sudden noise froze Nadie to the spot. Who was there? She span around swiftly, ears straining to hear another noise.
Last Edit: Jan 26, 2010 14:03:12 GMT -5 by Nickyxxx
I move my feet slowly. I am no hurry to be anywhere. My mane is pulled and pushed in the wind that blows. My eyes are held in a glaring fashion to prevent unwanted snow to sting them. Dark eyelashes are all I see. My breath is calm and even. The wind ensures no chance of steam forming from my lips. My body quakes lightly in shivers as it tries to warm up from the pulling wind.
I hear the sounds of something crunching in the lightly covered harden snow. I stop my sluggish moves. I raise my head higher into the wind. Ears listen for the creature. I widen my eyes and bare the stinging snow to glimpse the thing. It is a horse. From the distance and moving snow I can't make out much detail of the horse. I push towards the horse. I don't like the fact that I can barely make it out. The wind deprives me the chance to catch a scent of the horse. "Hello," I call, hoping the wind doesn't rid my voice before it reaches the ears of the equine in front of me.
"Hello!" The call was carried through the wind to Nadie's pricked ears. She span around quickly, trying to identify where the noise had come from. "Who's there?" she said with a hint of fear in her voice. The filly turned again and spotted the figure of another horse that she could only just make out in the thick fog that had started to settle over them.
Nadie leaped back at the sudden arrival of the stranger whose scent carried heavily on the wind. Was this horse here to harm her or were they just coming over to say hello? The voice of her mother lingered in her memory, the one telling her that not all horses were to be trusted. Some were good while others were bad.
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I took in the voice that asked me who I was. I blinked back the wet in my eyes ad moved towards the horse. The voice had sounded female. I couldn't find her scent in the wind snd felt worry in my chest. I knew nothing of this filly. How dangerous is she? Is she alone? Questions start flooding into my skull. I pushed them aside when I was as close to the filly with out touching her. "I am Ansel," my voice called above the wind, "Who are you?" I took in her view. She was a darling leopard coated thing.
Ansel? What a nice name she thought. The horse was close now and she could feel the hot breath steaming against her coat. "I am Nadie," she said, now finally able to see the horse. Was this horse to be trusted? The wind whispered stories of a dark king that had just claimed his land. Was this true? Had the position finally been taken after many years? She pushed the thoughts away to the back of her mind.
His coat was a dark bay and - unlike her self - seemed to stand out clearly against the fresh snow and fog. A small white star was printed against his forhead. Ansel was a handsome stallion and she couldn't help but think that.
Nadie, the name she spoke rolled over in my mind. It was unique and simple. I liked it. The wind had all but died. My eyes retreated the water that layered them and I could see Nadie's every spot that stained her ivory coat. I wonder what she is. Is she of light origin or dark. I did not wish to ask her straight, especially if it turns out to be the latter. The snow that settled around Nadie seemed to wish to hide her in it.
I pushed my chocolate muzzle towards her now able to take her scent. She smelt of sweetness and snow. I exhaled slowly. I felt more at ease now that I knew this bit more about her. This new knowledge led me to ask, "How is it that you stand alone?" I wished that I had a control over the curiosity that over took me.
The question that the stallion asked her floated around her mind for a while. Why was she here alone? She didn't even know why she was here. Perhaps it was the fact that this was where her memories lay and stayed forever. "I was brought up here with my Mother and Father. Just the three of us so I never really mixed with other horses. May I ask you the same question just out of curiosity?" she said, flicking her white tail at an itch that had settled on her rump.
'Hmm....' I thought, that is a good question. Why was I in the strange location that found me. "I geuss I do not know," I shrugged truthfully, "Maybe it was to meet you. Do you believe in the Fates? I do. They must have secretly told me to come here." I wondered if my belief in something like that would scare the filly away. I let her reply be sowed into my brain. Raised her. I wonder where her mother and father are that she isn't with them. The question is to personal for a respectable horse to ask. If she wished, she would tell me. I caught a glimpse of Nadie's tail swish.
Nadie let the stallion's question lull over in her mind for a few seconds. "I've never really thought about it, but yes, I guess I do believe in fates," she said, her eyes sort of glazed over as her mind let her wonder away from the scene. Suddenly realising she had gone to another world, she shook her head and looked calmly at the stallion. "And why do you think fate told you to come here?" She liked this stallion alot. He seemed to speak his mind.
"To find you I presume," I said simply. I enjoyed the fact that Nadie hadn't set me off as a crazy horse for my belief in something such as the Fates. My curiousity was eating away at my brain. Or, so I swear. I feel as if I have to fight to keep from asking an impolite question. My only resolve, though, is to ask a less frontward qeustion. "Are you alone here then," I ask softly. I fear I have gone to far. I play with my lower lip nervously. I grimace when my teeth accidently pierce the skin that is my lip.
"Yeah, I'm alone," she replied, her eyes drifted away from him, observing the cloudy sky. The cold was really getting to get to her now as she started to shiver a little. Nadie quickly returned her gaze to watch Ansel fiddling with his lower lip nervously. "Are you ok?" she asked him, a little worried that she was making him uncomfortable.
I am surprised that she asks me if I am okay. "Yes," I say, "And are you?" I don't return to chewing on my lip. I notice that she shivers just barely. Until now I have not noticed the cold air. My skin is cool but it refuses to shake the cold away. My coat is still winter thick. "Does the cold bother you much," I ask her. A light wind starts again and moves the settle snow. It swirls just at my feet with not enough to go further above them.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, noticing the light wind that swirled the snow around them, brushing against their hooves. "And yes, I suppose the cold does bother me a little, but not much. I'm more of a summer horse. Winter is sort of the time for cold and dark horses as it is cold and..." Wait... stop, she told herself firmly. What if Ansel was of dark origin? She looked away, shifting her weight from the left to the right, feeling uncomfortable.
Ansel listened contentedly to Nadie go on about the cold. He was confused when she cut herself off. "What is wrong," he asked softly, "Is there some one else here now?" He looked around feeling a bit nervous now. His eyes gazed across the horizon in search. He didn't see anyone. He returned his view to Nadie. His confusion continued. "I don't see anyone," his voice lost it's steadied tone. His eyes searched hers.
Nadie stopped shifting her weight and stood still, looking cautiously around. His confusion made her confused. Did he think she thinks someone is nearby? Or does he sense someone that was completely nothing to do with what she just said? She confused herself even more. "No, I don't think there is anyone nearby. Don't worry,"[/b] she told him. Maybe a change of conversation was a good idea. "So tell me about yourself. Where and with whom did you grow up?"
The fact that Nadie said she didn't think anybody else was around relaxed me. I wondered still why she cut off midsentence though. I rid my mind of the thought and smiled at her question. "I am from the Light territory of Un Fleuve. My father had a small herd there. He has, sadly, since deceased. My mother may still be there though." I wondered if Nadie had ever made a visit to the river. I widen my smile. I will ask her. "Have you been to the river? If not, I must say that it is a sight to behold."
Phew. Ansel was of light origin too. Nadie had been a little worried about meeting someone who belonged to dark lands. When he asked her about the river she raked through her wise mind to find any memories of a beautiful river. Nothing. "I'm afraid I have never been to this river. I grew up around these lands in a small herd of just me, my mother and my father," she answered. Now he had mentioned this river she felt a sudden urge to go and find it. Nadie had always loved to explore places she had never been. "Maybe you could show me one day." she said, a cold but light breeze ruffled her grey mane.
I brighten when she says that she would like to go the river. Anyone who hasn't seen it must be crazy. "I would pleased to show the river," I said. I wonder what lands she has seen. Maybe she has never left this delightful land. I wouldn't balme her. I wouldn't blame any horse for wanting to leave any of the light lands. They are all so lovely. The only land that I haven't stood with the bounds of is the Royal Range. I have heard that it is wonderful there. "What lands have you been to," I ask softly.
"Well... I've actually only ever been here. My father perferred it, sort of adopted this place as his own in a way," she informed him. "I really have wanted to explore other lands, I mean this is such a beautiful place but there is more out there rather than here." Nadie was eager to go with Ansel to find this river. "Perhaps you could take me to see the river now? I mean, if you have time, that is."
"I have all of the time in the world," I said smiling greatly. I am glad that Nadie wants to see the rest of the land. It is a worthwile trip. "You will love it there," I said, "Shall we go then?" I started walking in the direction of the river. I looked behind me to see if the beautiful Nadie was following. My eyes twinkled as they caught stray rays of sunshine.
(OOC: I will make a new thread in the river board)