xx Your Worst Nightmare, Come true. xx

[DreamRaider]

Flints pounded against the sod in precise rythm, making hardly a sound as the dark subductress weaved amungst the timbers. agial frame darted smoothly, and quickly, between each rising structure, as if playing a game of chicken.. Faster she moved, muscles rippling beneath ebonite canvass. She never settled, and thus was in ebaculate form. Such as ess of beauty she was, so why when you look at her, do you shudder? Why does a chill of pure fear erode your soul?
Opticals flickered back and forth, ever alert, ever waiting. The young Dark needed amusement, that she did. paper thins quivered in anticipation and mocking she thought to herself, Why now, it seams im not alone in these wastelands. A chuckled emitted from her maw, creatures silencing benith the power of the sound. long locks flew forwards as frontal pillars skidded to a halt, optics dancing mischieviously around. Mass moved silently into the shadows, awaiting those she knew would come. And they always do.. vocals sounded quiety, ringing slyly.

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Nikko's ears spun around, picking up a rhythmic canter through the lands. He picked his head up from the lushes grass he was eating. A piece hung from his maw, and he quickly ate it up. He saw a shadow move through the forest. Against the dark green brush and the dark trunks of the trees, he spotted a figure. An ebony figure.

He cleared his throat. Welcome to the dark side. Were we eat light mares. His voice rumbled a rusty laugh. He might have been old, but at the hight of his power. He heard some words come from a vixen. Vixen. He ordered. Show yourself.

The trees danced with the wind. A few leaves fell down, but most of them where on the ground. Each leaf had its own color - all unique yet all the same. His front foot came up into a paw. His hoof struck the ground in beats. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. The leaves scattered, afraid of being beat up.

Yes, Nikko was lonely. Yes, he was charming. Oh yes, he was cunning. But most importantly - he knows what each mare needed. Strong? Confident? Loving? That may not sound like a dark thing to do, but Nikko was farthest away from light as you could get. Like black and white. They match, but they aren't the same. Black will always take over - no matter what.

[DreamRaider]

He hadn't startled her, yet it would apear he had. Thinker turned abuptly to the first vocals the bruten made, Opticals staring hard at the shrubbery, as though some sort of xray vison would open them forth to reveal the anoyance. serpintine snaked side to side, and up and down slowly, glancing through the small breaks in the folliage. Harks laced back to her skull, opticals flashing with intense anger at the command the bruten dare speak. Muscled tensed and relaxed as she resisted the overwhelming anger that washed over her. Even through the internal fight, her vocals rang out in calm, smooth, tones, Do you even know who i am, pathetic bruten? For, I, do not know, nor care, who the heck you are. Now, The vocals hardened with warning, Id advise you remove your self from my presence. The warning was finished with a chuckle, the internal fight simmering down to anoyance. Who DID he think he was? She thought to herself.

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<sup>Some grey clouds rolled in. It looked as if a artist painted them. Eyes still settled on the bush. Through the breaks in the dying bush, he spotted two ears - pinned back. Snake face. He grumbled at the Vixen, but not aloud. The air got stiff and hung, just like a stiff board; no air movement.

A leaf fell next to him. It slowly fluttered to the ground and perched on top of a small rock. Just then, the Vixen spoke. At the sound of her words, he laughed. Now now Vixen. No need to get angry. His soft lips parted and he breathed out, a puff of steam surrounded him. No flies filled the air, no bees, no insects. Just air.

You do know that this is my land. If you really wanted me gone, you would have showed yourself. Wouldn't you? His mind churned in his skull. Wondering if he had got the Vixen thinking again. Nikko took a step forward. Where was the mare's boundaries? He wanted to test her. He wanted her to reach her limit - and go beyond.

Now, mare, what is your name? Its not a very nice meeting if I have to keep calling you Vixen. His voice flowed in the stiff air. It started to snow lightly, and soon the trees were covered with a light dusting. It looked as if the whole land had been sprinkled with powder sugar. He took another step forward...waiting.</sup>

[DreamRaider]

Opts glanced only momentarily from the spot she knew the bruten stood, to the wheather overhead. Most Equines would take the rolling clouds as a warning, and heed it, finding cover within the vast realm. Not her, no. She Dared the gods of sky to do their worst. See, it wasnt that she had a death wish, she simply had no care for her own good, or the good of others for that matter.
The Sleek seductress hardly noticed the stiff atmost around her, as she raged war with the internal demons. Anger had always possessed her. Ever since that brutal day, the day everything changed. The day that- No! Now is not the time for self pitty! Her thoughts snarled It is never the time for self pitty. What is done is done, and i dont really give a crap.
She was Snapped out of the sad conversation she held with herself as the brutens words came, feeding the flame that was begining to simmer. Opticals twitched forwards for a spilt second to take in the brutens single movement forwards. She was struggle with her emotions, but she was still intelligent enough to pay attention to the details. And with that though, more lyrics escaped him, the anger burning tall inside her again.
Harks laced back fully again, burying themselves within her ebonite locks. She Stepped forwards now, enough to bring just her head and shoulders from the shrubbery. From the moment she stepped out, her opts didnt move. The Dark Maroon Orbs held steady on him, in a meanacing look of pure distaste. I Be DreamRaider, Unworthy Bruten. Ye must know now that i dont give a darn whos land this be, I shall go where i like. And i do NOT answer to anyone, Opts rolled with the next words to come, serpintine arching beautifully, Aspecially not the likes of you.
She sounded quite calm, and for a moment she was pleased with herself. She Now stoll silent, the breeze catching her long locks and lifting slightly. She hadn't even noticed the small petals of snow begin, and by the time she did, a coat had topped her shoulders and crown. She Hated the snow. Not because the cold. No, she didnt mind the cold pinching at her bones and muscles. Actually, she liked that part. It was the darn white flakes that bothered her, Covering her dark coat. Her true self. She found herself thinking about the months to come, Well.. Only 5 or 6 months to go. She almosted snorted her anoyance at the though, though thankfully she didn't.

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<sup>Nikko flipped his forelock out of his eyes and looked up. The white flakes fell and he knew the vixen didn't like them. He let out a low rumble. Its not going to kill you. She spoke and told him some details - enough he could work with. Well DreamRaider, welcome to the dark side. He stepped forward again. The snow screamed underneath all his wait. It let out a loud crunch. Why am I not killing her yet? He shook his head in annoyance.

As Raid spoke, he nodded. I might be old, but I'm in my prime. I know more then most other horses. I've been to the ocean and back. I've been places you can't imagine. He stopped, know that the mare did not want to hear his life story. He shook his coat, little white flecks flying off.</sup>

[DreamRaider]

Audits twitched forwards for just a moment, taking in the others vocals. Opts rolled in anoyance, Do I care, Bruten? She hissed. Harks then pinned back to her skull, her anger becomming visable. Now, Step asside. Her vox growled, and flints took her an agrivated step towards the bruten. Her mass was now completely out of the shrubbery, and whip flicked at the flecks of white.

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^{Hidden didn't twitch when she growled at him. Its okay. Most mares don't like it much at first either. He kinda mocked her. The wind started to pick up and it played with his tail. Flipping it up and down, and around. As the mare took another step forward, he eyed her. Come. Lets walk to my land so we can get some cover. He turned around and started walking away. A couple of steps and he stopped, turned his head and looked at the vixen. Come.}