Greetings, [:my Lord:] (Cadaver)

[Andromeda]

Enamoured flints tore harshly at the terra below, as the white fae made her way behind her master. The black lake shown bright, it's ebon glow causing an appealing cast over the rest of the landscape. Skull was tossed high by a rippling boa, as the fae's dark ebon orbs took in the features that surounded them. Small smirk took its costomary place upon her redened kissers, while banner flaged lightly in tune to the afternoon breeze. The steed before her had not lied when he said that she was sure to enjoy it; for a more perfect atmosphere could not be found elsewhere. The trees were tall, blocking out any and all light that the sun emited with the passing of the days. The grass below was lush, pure releif to her stone-scored flints, and the shear darkness of the lake sent shivers up her spine. Salmons flaired delicatly, taking in the musky, yet sweet odor of the air. Sweet to her nares; to anyone not as pure of darkness as she, the air would smell dank and sour. It was this that seperated the darks from the lights, the pitiful from the strong. Surgio had serpisingly good taste; if she hadn't known better, she would have said that it was all a dream.

Kissers parted, ivories clinking with a silvery snap as esteamed lyri penitrated the silence for the first time today. Your taste is better then I expected, Surgio; congragulations! These are lands that any steed would be proud to hold claim to. Banner twisted once more, releasing a small bit of her own sweet scent into the atmosphere. Flints dug lightly into the earth, pillars moving in a delicate motion deeper into the trees. Brows raised lightly, crowning her with a graceful hautyness; she wondered if the water in the lake was safe to drink. Not that it matered; this steed would not have choosen this place in which to live if he himself could not survive. Ivories took a small limb, cracking off a bit of its sweet leaves. Suculent. Treads were careful, in case the steed wished to show her around himself. But she would rather do that later. After all, the reason he had wanted to come here was to converse with her.

Orbs sighed a thick band of trees up ahead; she knew that inside would be a clearing, where they could have time to themselves. What ever happened in there was sure to reamin covert; what ever they decided to do would remain covert. The trunks bent gently from her weight, bodice making it's way into the peaceful haven. Pacing to the furthest edge of the clearing, Cadaver settled lightly on her treads; her orbs held the crimson light once more, taunting the steed's lust still more. Lyri were coyly seductive, yet not without the slight hint of sarcasum for which they had never been known to loose. Well, you wanted to talk to me; now's your chance, Surgio. Frame creaked slightly as she settled back on her hauches, an appraising look crossing her facade; she wanted to know what this steed wished to discuss with her.[/color]

ooc: Hope you don't mind this post; if you want to start it, I'll take this one out.

[Zanefera]

S U R G I O ; ;

oh my god, what are you doing?
why are you doing this to me?
do you like to see the pain,
reflecting in my translucent eyes?

you're clutching my heart strings,
and wrapping them around me,
closing off all the airways,
and shutting down the circulation.

you're slicing me into a dozen pieces,
as if you have every right and reason.
you are killing me, you selfish dove,
and all you are using is my heart and

my love

Snort emitted from the flared nares of the beast, as his glinting orbs turned to the nymph that had followed behind on his trek. Chorded neck tiwsted as thick appendages turned obisidians sidewyas allowing the beast's bod and attention to focus directly on her. Laugh trickled only quietly, from slightly parted velvets, as the deep octave of his lyrics painted the air with the bulk of the thoughts he wished to speak at the present. Ah, dear, I see you expected it to be a lie. A trap to get you here and keep you here. You'll learn quite quickly that I am one dark who does not lie. The truth can hurt so much more, and what is the use in creating a mess of lies when the truth will get the job done so much quicker? But enough of my thoughts. I didn't bring you here to drone on and on about my opinions and such. I brought you home for the simple pleasure of getting to know you better. Grin plastered to the velvets that had once smirked at the thought. Appendages swiftly drug the beast to stand directly in front of the dove, cranium held high as his orbs remained on her, not flickering or blinking in the few moments it took to take that position. Nares flared and inhaled the sweet scent of the nymph, as shuddered shivers carressed his bod. Lashes closed slowly over the almond orbs, as if savoring the scent that nearly drove his mind to insanity. I'm sure you know the how hard you are making all of this for me, dear. It's quite hard to manage my thoughts when you keep pushing them aside. But I'll manage, I always do.

Lashes lifted, as the almond orbs took the nymph back in site and smirk slid smoothly to the slightly parted velvets. Bodice shook as the beast moved closer to the nymph, growl trapping in the vocal chords as words refused to be spoken. Oxygen shifted, as carbon spewed from his nares, attempting to shift the scent of the dove away from him. It wouldn't work. Tell me how you did it? The deep, silent lyrics lifted into the air, aimed towards the vixen that trapped him with her trickeries. Tell me how you managed to draw me in and trap me. Tell me how you are managing to drive me mad. Years i can survive without need of even a lone fae to quiet desires, and in one day you drive all that I've accomplished to a halt, and drive me mad. There is something about you. I know you only as well as you know me, and yet, you draw me to you. Front obsidian scraped into the ground as the scent flowed swiftly back into the beast's nares. With each inhaled breath, it grew easier for him to quiet the growing desire within him. His blood did not boil as heatedly, each breath did not make his entire being tremble. It would get much easier. But what did this mean? His entire mind shied away from thoughts of love. Desire was one thing, but love was an entirely differant thing. He knew, with his entire being, that he desired this vixen. But what about love? It was always said that only time would tell, but he was not known for his outstanding patience. Sighing, he stepped back from her, needing the distance to clear his mind. Shaking his cranium, tresses covered his almond orbs, as he sought the next part of what he'd brought her here for.

What kind of a leader would you label yourself as? She would know why he was asking. He was in need of a lead. And though the position might not be sought after by many, he knew she would not refuse it if he appointed it to her. She seemed the kind that would crave power, whether to wave it over other nymph's, or to accomplish her own personal goals. Though, before I give you the position, you must know this: I have my reasons for choosing to lead, as you will have your own reasons for accepting to be my lead...and mate. But, no matter what opportunity presents its self, my goals are to come first. If, in the end, that does not please you. I will allow you to give up the position. But the mateship is not negotiable. This can be easy, or it can be hard. But it will be. Orbs hardened, slightly covering the desire that laced them. As long as she was his mate, no other brute would touch her, and he would have every opprtunity to figure out what drew him to her. What made it imbossible for him to think about anything else. He had a herd to lead, and he could not be tortured with the curiousity of her, that he now had. Appendages drew him closer to her, as, in a single moment of thought, he lay his cheek against hers. Breathing in her scent, velvets smiled and he drew away. Such sweet torture. Grin took place over his velvets and settled.


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comments; I don't mind at all. Feel free to make threads in Imbosnia all you want.

[Andromeda]

For once a steed did not mind her taking the lead over his lands. Odd, but perhaps he had more class then the others she had met before; it certainly seemed so. All the other steeds would have snapped her ivory banner up in their vile jaws, hauling her back so they could take the lead. Of coarse, she wouldn't have tolerated such a thing; one move like that and the steed would be hunting for a new chick. Surgio had made a very wise decision on both parts; by letting her find her own way, he had practically secured her as his mare. Now, whether she made it to lead mare or not was yet to come. But Cadaver was a patient beast; she had nothing better to do at the moment, except to seduce this steed.

Audits caught the soft, crooning laughter that the steed emitted, taking in every treble and clef in his sonorous voice. His own lyri arrived soon after that, weighted heavily with importance. Ah, dear, I see you expected it to be a lie. A trap to get you here and keep you here. You'll learn quite quickly that I am one dark who does not lie. The truth can hurt so much more, and what is the use in creating a mess of lies when the truth will get the job done so much quicker? But enough of my thoughts. I didn't bring you here to drone on and on about my opinions and such. I brought you home for the simple pleasure of getting to know you better. Small chuckle was emitted at the sound of the steed's voice. No, she hadn't really expected it to be a trick; more of a exaggeration at best. But he hadn't been lying to her, for Imbosnia was really quite beautiful. Banner stirred slightly, a small amount of scent drifting in his direction as kissers moved to the tune of the lyri spoken. I merly thought that it was overexerted. However, Imbosnia is quite the catch, isn't it? Orbs flicked once more toward his own; she may have already captured his heart, but now she had to keep him caged, so to speak. She had to keep him trapped within her own mind, until the time she felt due to release him. By that time he would never stray, never give her up for anyone else. Her position would be assured, and she could then begin to relax.

Smirk broke through as she listened to his little rant about how she was making this and that difficult. It wasn't that he couldn't stop her breaking through his thoughts; he merly didn't want her to. He remained completely naive to the fact that he could stop her intrusion any time he wished. And that was the way she liked it. She was reeling him in, pulling him closer and closer until he was strangled by the very expression on her facade. Still, perhaps she might ease up on him a little; too much more and he would end up like a limp puppet on a string. Not that having such a being around wasn't useful...But it is very unpractical to leave the ruler of a land dangling. Who knows what mights happen? A stallion, less to her liking, might come along and attempt to take Imbosnia and Cadaver for himself. No, it was better to let him have his head, at least some of the time.
Cadaver could feel Surgio moving closer to her, growl blending in with the harsh atmosphere. Tell me how you did it? Tell me how you managed to draw me in and trap me. Tell me how you are managing to drive me mad. Years i can survive without need of even a lone fae to quiet desires, and in one day you drive all that I've accomplished to a halt, and drive me mad. There is something about you. I know you only as well as you know me, and yet, you draw me to you.[/b] Bodice shifted as the fae moved in closer, her kissers brushing lightly against the steed's soft audit as she spoke. Now now, a girl never revels her secrets. Perhaps you have been a bit lonely, in want of some more... Banner flicked again, sending a cascade of scent toward his waiting salmons, accommodating company? Pillars moved silently as the ivory fae rubbed her quarters under the steeds skull, caverns spewing seductive scent for only him to take in. He was attracted to her charisma, her flirty, yet demure ways. The ways she combed her ivories through his tresses, the way she teased him with her heat-scent. He had fallen head-over-heals for her, and she was planning on keeping it that way.

Deciding to let him breath, the fae stepped back to consider his next proposition. What kind of leader was she? Well, that was just maddeningly un-helpful. Why were these things never clear? But, of coarse, she would answer it as best she could. Lyri were brusque, business-like as she spoke to Surgio. "Well, I suppose I could be labeled as fair, so to speak. Or ruthless. Whichever you prefer. Short and to the point. But, of coarse the mate ship cannot be negotiated. Other issues, yes, though you would find little resistance from this party. If she had a problem with something that was being purposed then she would debate it in a diplomatic manner. Or at least try; steeds were so hard headed about such things. Pelt twitched as she felt his cheek, warm and alive, against her own. He hadn't dared to touch her as of yet, except for the claiming nip he had given her before the journey. Her skin seemed to become very hot, and her brain began to buzz. No one in her life had touched her in this way before; it was exhilarating, and strangely refreshing.[/size][/color]


Done! It's not vey good, but I'm kinda sick right now...

[Zanefera]

S U R G I O ; ;

i can bleed and i'm alright,
i can lose and i'll be fine,
i can kill and i won't care,
but now that your here.

you tempt me in ways that i never knew,
i'll take you on the trip of your life,
'cause babe you're gonna be mine,
from now until the end of time.

don't cast your eyes on anyone else,
'cause that'll 'cause you a whole lot of hell,
i'll make this worth your while,
all i need is your body and soul.

my love

Growl surfaced from the thick octave, as the beast snapped his ivories in a slight rage. If you don't stop teasing me, I'll take you now. Tone spoke of know threat, but devoted promise. Her scent was driving him wild, and he couldn't catch any of the thoughts that floated through his mind. There was no need for a graphic explanation of what he meant by taking her. He knew, somehow, that this little lust had not been touched. And all for the better. He didn't want a mate who'd already been posessed by another. It was simply unappetizing. Front appendage pressed the beast backwards, as he eyed the white fae with lust filled eyes. I'm attempting to make important choices for Imbosnia, and you are tossing your scent about all of the air. No doubt you know how desirable you are. But I'd rather wait and posess you when I've gotten all of this business taken care of. Smirk tempted his velvets, as he eyed her momentarily.

Tossing his cranium up, he eyed the lands, his heart thundering in his chest at the thought of owning such lands and having such a mate. He'd truly made a good start. In no time at all, Imbosnia would a formidable land. And this would only be true, with good leads. And, if Surgio did say so himself, the leads were more than strong enough, but wise enough to press their names into the minds and hopefully fears, of any equine who might try to cheat them. Grin allowed gleaming ivories to show, as the beast's vocals swelled and produced the lyrics that were sounding out in his deep octave. It is time you become accustomed to Imbosnia. she's quite the intriguing terrain. Would you like a formal tour? or would you rather find out about her on your own? I must admit that I do have matters that need tending. I plan on trekking back to the Claiming Grounds soon to seek more members. But i'll wait a bit, and let the others pick out the wantables. I'll only accept the rejects. Smirk trickled back to his kissers, as he stepped closer to the fae.

Chorded neck stretched out, to press his cheek back against hers. Velvets inched towards her audits, lyrics trickling in a slow, deep velvetine octave. Not that I'm trying to get away from you, dearest, in fact, I'd try for the opposite if I didn't have business to attend to. Smirk flickered off of his velvets, to be replaced with a new found facade, as he drew away from Andromeda, taking a step back in the process. Earie growl sounded from deep within is throat, as he swung his cranium up, and tossed his rump around so that he was standing beside her, and no longer in front of her. Pelt twitched slightly, as the beast's whipchord twitched back and forth, a unknown feeling rushing through his boiling blood. It was as if, in all unlikelieness, the beast was understanding why there were beasts like him who settled for only one fae. But Surgio highly doubted he was capable of that. He would be a jealous lover, true, and greedy. The greedy part was what pushed him from being with a single fae, or what probably would. He would want any fae that attracted him, for himself. He wouldn't want to share. but, somehow, he knew that it would only last as long as the fae beside him remained untouched by him. And, with all honesty, he doubted he'd be able to resist the lust for long. He could atleast manage until the herd was built, atleast he hoped.

It was nice to think of matter's other than his secret blood lust, for once. Not that he hated the lust. Quite the contrary. It was just annoying to end up sucking dry, every beast who ever crossed your path and wronged you while they did. He wanted to feel the way other's felt, as they simply beat the beast to within an inch of their life, and savored in the induced fear that would remain in that beast until his death. But, Surgio was not one who could be patient enough to simply let someone live like that. On the other hand, Surgio didn't simply kill lights because he thought it made him look darker. No, he induced the fear of his own name into their systems, and let them live. They hadn't personally wronged him, and he aimed to simply keep them out of his way. They'd get their own peice of hell when the darks took over. They'd be turned into simple slaves, beaten daily and treated with the disrespect that was worth them.

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[Andromeda]

Smirk made it's way across the fae's slightly crimson kissers; so she had him angry now, did she? Well, good. A little rage could bring out the best in steeds sometimes...Or the worst, if you prefur. Audits flicked lightly as he threatened her, bodice shifting slightly under his harsh gaze. Well, if he wanted to take her...The meaning of his lyri were not lost to her...Then he'd find himself in quite a situation. For Cadaver is somewhat picky about where and how she does her business; this little clearing was suitable, but with the position of queen hanging over her head kept her uptight. After all, she wasn't giving him her body without receiving somthing in return. My scent? I daresay you are sensitive. she crooned, flicking her orbs gently up to his. I am mearly makign sure I have your upmost attention. One cannot make importent decisions with their head up in the trees. She could feel the lust burning uder his flesh, scorching the delicate white hairs the lined her pelt. Yes, best keep his head in the game; she didn't want him to find her "boring" and wander off in search of someone else.

Harks pricked, listening to Surgio offer her a tour. If you don't mind, your exaulted one, I would like to take in the lands on my own, and reflect upon my position here. I daresay we'll never be worth anything unless we have some...Pawns to play with, will we? Snear whiped across her kissers, so quick that those with dull wits would miss it. Any one of these little "harmless" mares might take it into her empty head that Surgio and his pleasures should be hers. Well, she wasn't going to let that happen; she kept her scent blowing around enough to hold him captive within his head.
Cadaver could feel Surgio's warm cheek press againt hers once more. Not that I'm trying to get away from you, dearest, in fact, I'd try for the opposite if I didn't have business to attend to. [/b] Boa rippled lightly as the fae drew her ivories gently through the steeds cords. For one moment, keen ivories rested lightly on his withers, nipping the tinyest fragment of flesh from his pelt. Now no one will think you a free man; for you truly belong to me now. Lyri were seductive, twining through the atmosphere like molten poisen. At least, I hope that's how it will be. Ivories trembled gently down his spine; for she was hoping to seduce him still further. Bodice switched about, kissers brushing lightly againt his lightly furred audit as she spoke more lyri in genlte tones. Don't take too long...I'm not in the mood to wait. she crooned, her banner brushing lightly under his chin once more. With gentle movments, Broken Cadaver sashayed seductivly across the clearing, her orbs still trained on her lord.
Urg, it was time to drop this soppy act. Pretty soon it would get on his nerves, and she didn't want that. Audit flicking in a -may-care manner, she shifted her bulk across the clearing to wait for Surgio's return. Once he came back she might have some fun...It all depended on how long it took for him to recover. The claiming lands were quite a distance from Imbosnia, and not all faes were quite as personable as she had been. But, it was breeding season; the rise in her hormones made her act in a much difforent manner then before. And, although she abhorred it, she couldn't control it. It was like somone else was controling her mind, a puppet on a string. Snarl bilt upon her kissers, flint cutting the terra in frustration at her helplessness. How she wished Surgio to return soon; she was becoming a prisoner to impulse, to somthing other then her own mind. He ws the only one keeping her grounded, keeping her from drifting away somewhere else. She wasn't sure how long she could stand waiting; but bear it she must, and she would. After all, she wasn't one to give over to emotion. No, she was too refined for that. [/size][/color]

Complete
Ok, these are going to be much less sappy from now on.

[Zanefera]

S U R G I O ; ;

p o s t c o m i n g

[Zanefera]

ooc; Reply coming! Sorry, my house got damaged in a Turnado Sunday, so i've fallen behind on my posts! I promise it's coming!!

[Andromeda]

Whoa! It's ok. A tornado!!!! (It makes my ear infection seem small...)
I'm editing the post a tiny bit since you last saw it...

[Andromeda]

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