Silent Hooves [Open]

[Nickyxxx]

Tiarni

A silent black horse wondered over the dark land with a slight limp in his front leg. He was exhausted and just needed somewhere to rest. The stallion found a large black tree and leant against it, resting his body. Tiarni had lost everything he had ever owned in just the last few hours - his land, his loved one and his title as King. Dropping his head, he began to think about everything. A strange eerieness lingered over the land.

[Alora]

Duniya Waka


Im one simple move, my world was gone. this new place frightened me, but i wasnt fool enough to let it show. I steered around obsticals. i felt the coldness in my damp coat, chilling me. an involentary shiver ran along me, but i shook it off. i had been weak for too long. my once shining silver coat was now dirty, and was illusions to a deep mud brown in the light. my hooves pounded on the hard ground, and i felt a constant jabbing of a lodged rock in my left hind hoof. but of no other choice, i plodded on, for having no where else to go. on the distant winds i caught a faint, seemingly fresh scent of another horse. i raised my head, my position now proud as it had been before everything swirled into the oblivion. I snorted, relizing that I wasnt the only lost soul here, painfully alone.

[Nickyxxx]

Tiarni rasied his head, inhaling the scent that had just crossed in front of him. It was a mare, wondering across the lands alone like himself. The leaves on the trees rustled quietly as a gentle breeze brushed through, picking up speed as it raced past the black stallion. He shook his head slightly before moving forwards, ready to approach the mare.

He walked with a slight limp in his front leg - a memory of the fight he had just lost. The pain shot through his leg with each step, relaxing slightly as he raised it but returning as his hoof pressed against the ground, taking all his weight.

The black stallion saw her then, her outline framed in the darkness. From where he stood, Tiarni could not tell the colour, size or breed of this stranger - not that he cared. He was only being curious - wanting to either greet this stranger or chase her off.

[Alora]

I could feel the chilled winds whipping around me. and then i heard it. the faint plodding hooffalls. I paused, my right fore hoof raised for another step, and turned my head slightly to the right. i caught sight of a black stallion through the mists, or at least what she guessed to be a black stallion. the scent was distintly stallion, but i could not be sure if it was black or a dark varation of another colour.

i paused, unsure of the stallion, then turned. there was a ferice look in my eye, steele determination. I turned the full way, feeling a rush of relife as the stone dislodged itself in the process. i stood in my normal proud way, fresh, and ready for anything that would come.