A Stallion's Search {Reposted, ALL WELCOME. M/E}

(Well I put up a post warning every one of my absents. Guess no one saw it.)

Ameera simply watched them having nothing to answer, ask, or say. The mare then saw Fantazcha appear and apologise. She nodded her small dished had in approval and waited for what would come next as her tail swished back and forth smacking her sides and ridding of the flying pest. The mare looked down at the tiny horse below her staring unable to help it but pulled her head away wishing not to be rude.

(hey old buddies, is it to late to join?? if so just ignore this post )

A stunning mare gracefully danced through the forest, her long and silky flaxen mane bouncing with the momentem. Her chestnut coat shone brightly as she trottrd through a clearing. She snorted at the freezing water before wadding into the creek, Phoenix thristily guzzeling the water down. She was a young mare who had recently run away from home and at the age of 4, was quiet lonely in her solitude. Suddenly a twig snapped right behind her and in her panic she spun around, mane and tail throwing dropplets of water through the air. She looked around frantically only to see a hare jump off into the distance. Phoenxi shook her head and snorted at her self for being so stupid. The mare quickly jumped out of the icy water and continued on her search.

A day or so later, Phoenix was grazing in a small meadow when suddenly she hear a bellowing neigh. Her head shot up as she tried to determine where the other horse was. The mare quickly decided that it must of come from the east and she galloped as fast as her slender legs would carry her towards the other horse. As the voices got louder and louder, Phoenix slowed to a trot then a walk. She quietly thought to herself, what if they dont want me or worse?... The youung mare shivered at the thought but pushed on untill she could see the other horses. So she hid in the thicket, hoping not to catch the stallions eye just yet. She wanted to watch them first and guess whether she might be accepted or not...

Link for her picture
http://colorgenetics.info/equine/gallery/v/modifiers/flaxen/Cassia.jpg.html

Sorry guys, I had an unexpected absence, I'm getting back to posting now :3 of course your welcome, Silver. I'll try to get my reply up layer tonight when I get home.

Okay Oh and i posted Phoenix's bio up so please take a look cheers. And i have one little request well im assuming that most of u guys live on the other side of the world to me so if everyone could not get too far ahead that would be really cool, just cuz of time zones etc, thanks a heap

Athair was listening to Imia speak when the wind shifted slightly, bringing a new scent sweeping towards him and the others from the west. Pricking his ears, he lifted his head slightly and flared his nostrils to better catch the scent. He calmed slightly when he realized it was a mare. Looking around, he tried to pick her out amongst the trees, but could not find her. Until a flash of golden bronze caught his attention.

Shaking his head slightly, he struck out at the grass beneath him with one large foreleg, before he tossed his dished head up again, letting out a deep-throated whinny to the new mare. Pricking his ears again, he became still, waiting for a reply, or any movement or sign that the mare was about to show herself.




Blech, sorry it's kinda short. Of course, Silver.

(Thanks Echo )


The young mare sifted slightly as she watched the handsom stallion while he pawed at the soft earth, and whinnied out to her. Then fell still, waiting her to to come out but the inexperienced mare was uncertain. Knowing that the stallion knew where she was she dipped her slender nose towards the ground in a gesture of respect, the gentle breeze toying with her blonde mane and tail. She nickered back, arching her neck slightly and in an elegant stirde steped forth from the thicket and into full view, her her hooves barely touching the ground.

She walked past three mares, nodding her noble head to all of them before coming up to the black stallion. She dipped her head in respect before looking up into his stunning and nobel eyes, her tail quietly flicking to her flank to rid herelf of a stray fly. "Hello, Im Phoenix" the young mares vioce had a wise tone about it which generally sought attention where ever she went. Phoenix stood infront of the stallion, her wirey muscles quivering slightly as she tamed her exitment...

"Hello! I'm Imia! opps....sorry, I was abit to loud then....!" Imia whinnied and trotted around the mares and stallion, Imia found it hard to contain her excitment "I wonder how big this herd is gonna get.... I mean, there is alot of space and...." Imia continuued, galloping around on the ground. It was quite a strange sight to see such a small horse in a herd of taller horses, but Imia didn't mind, infact, she didn't mind if horses were rude top her, she would just take it as a none offence and carry on doing the 'Imia' like stuff she does.
(Ahhhh, yeah you're fine, infact I live in england sooooo I bet there is like hardly no one on here because it will be night time there!)

(Haha, well the Gday from Australia )

~Phoenix~

The golden bronze mare paicently stood only a few feet from the black stallion. She only took her deep chocolate eyes from his to Imia's for a moment as she watched the little sheltand cross dance about the group. She smiled delicatly, but with great amusment. "Why Hello, Imia" she directed her wise tone towards the little pony as the breeze again picked up and toyed with Phoenix's mane, flittering it about her forehead and covering one of her inquisitive eyes. Her muscles twitched slighty on her shoulder, rippling her bronze coat as the sun danced through the over hanging clouds.

Phoenix again quickly returned her gaze to the stallion who now stood before her, creafully observing his stance, proportions and strength. Her eyes flickering over him as she awaited his answer...

(IS ANY BODY HOME???)

"Hello phinox" the sweat words left Merras mouth the mare who was only a few inches smaller then the two then shook her mane, "I'll be back" she said obviously getting bored she didn't like standing still to long. Sje was walking twords thw meadow which had a lake. Once through the tree line she walked to the water And slowly entered the shallow enter And started to splash ing it tossing it all over her before rolling in it.

Athair tossed his head slightly, beginning to get slightly impatient with some of the mares, not very impressed with how they were constantly coming and going. But he said nothing, as Fantazcha took her place beside him again, and then it was Merra's turn to leave. Watching her go for a moment, he dipped his head in annoyance as a few flies buzzed past his face, and fixed Phoenix with a careful gaze.

"Hello, Phoenix," he said, his deep voice rumbling from his throat. "I am Athair," he dipped his head again, this time in a gesture of respect towards the new flaxen chestnut mare. He studied her carefully, seeing the lines of her muscles and her sleek form, deeming her fit and enduring. His long black mane fell down past his shoulder, and he turned his head slightly to study the three mares still here, as Merra was still gone. Shaking his head slightly, he scraped the ground with one long, muscled foreleg.

"And what brings you out here?" he addressed Phoenix again. Now, he was beginning to think it was time to leave the Garden of Plenty, and go back to his home again, his own land.

( Sorry, it fails, I don't like it -.- )

The mare listened to the stallion, and as he dipped his head she also dipped her own noble crown. " Hello Athair" the unusual tonge easily drifted on Phoenixs wise tone. "I was passing through when i heard a horse, which i assume was you?" The bronze mare smiled slightly, "And I mearly wished to meet that horse, and now, i have met more than i barganed for", she looked around quickly and noticed one was missing before gazing into the stallions eyes, " and what of you?" the mares tone had a sence of depth and knowing to it, which was unusual for such a young horse, it was as if she already knew his answer...

(Not Diabhel anymore?? i think i spelt that wrong )

( His full name is Athair ar an Diabhal (which I believe is "Father of the Devil" in Irish, but it's been a while since I made his charrie, so I don't remember, or remember why I named him that xD). In the first topic, before it went inactive, I called him Diabhal for short, but I think I like Athair more. So either name works, but I just use Athair now. )

Athair

The large black stallion listened carefully to Phoenix's words, his ears pricked in her direction, and his eyes focused on her as well. Once she had finished talking, he shook his head carefully, relieving the tension that gathered in his shoulders, moving as though he were slowly awaking from deep thought.

"I am not here to harm anyone, as others may think; I am simply here to find a small band of hardy mares who would be able to adapt well to a desert climate, and of those who are willing to come with me to my home in Whispering Flats. If you would also like to go, then I think I would be very happy with those who have come so far, if and when Merra comes back." Once he was finished, he fell silent again, his large form foreboding to those who didn't know him, though he was more noble than aggressive.

Merra came back soaking wet up enlighten feeling trotted up to them "So you joining us?" She asked Phinox in a friendly tone.

Phoenix

The mare slowed to an elegant walk as Fantazchz reared up, her legs swift and yet it was like she was in slow motion. As she glidded behind Athair, she dipped her head, flexing her powerful muscles, and she look up at him through the corner of her eye, smiling with great amusment at the black stallion. Phoenix's flaxen mane floated and bounced to her every move, her tail flagged out behind her as she circled him twice before cantering over to Fantazcha. Only meters from the black mare, Phoenix bounded once before raring up, she flicked out her forelegs, hoves slashing at the empty space before her as she twisted her noble head and turned slightly to the side...