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[mindless.]

(I think I may just have to drop outta this)

[DaleksInManhattan]

.::Swift Bird::.
.::Three Years . Stallion . No Mares . No Foals . No Mate . With 'Airborne Magic'::.

Swift paced the riverbank eagerly, waiting for Magic to clamber out. "Want to go find something fun to do?" He called to her, reasonably sure by now that the filly had the same adventurous taste in activities as himself. Whilst awaiting her reply, he ran through a short list of possibilities in his head. No good! He thought despairingly, Maybe she'll have a better suggestion.

[lynettetan1]

Ace of Spades

Seeing as Soul seemed to be frustrated, he stopped, his unreadable hazel eyes watching her carefully. After he scrutinized her state for a long while, he slowly walked up to her, before nudging her softly. "Come." He said, and started walking away, leaving the decision for her to make.

Airborne Magic

Magic smiled, before she nudged him gently. "Let's just warm up first, Im cold." She said, huffing slightly as she went into a sort of stretch, letting the sun shine on her coat, letting it seem to shine as the sun slowly warmed her coat.

[mindless.]

Soul lazily blinked as the chestnut roasted in the sun. When the stallion return she chuckled. "And just why would I want to?" She really had no reason for wanting to join a herd. Sure once she found herself a stallion she would be loyal and affectionate but right now? Soul looked to him for an answer.

[lynettetan1]

Ace of Spades

Spade stopped as she started speaking once more. He listened, before he looked at her, a wry, knowing smile on his face, one that knew of pain. He didnt respond, and he stared deep into er eyes, seeing all her scars, before he gave a soft, almost unnoticable shrug, before he turned. Continuing at a walk towards his territory. Just two words were murmured as they left. "Your choice."

[mindless.]

"Well that doesn't answer anything." She huffed and stood. The lithe fiery mare flicked her tail, wrinkling her nose at the heat scent she possessed. Not really expecting the soft stallions around here to do anything about.it he brushed it off and let her tail swish behind her, the dark brown tips tickling her hocks. Soul flicked her ears.and wondered if she would get herself a foal this year.

[lynettetan1]

Ace of Spades

It would seem the mare didnt want to come. Spade was muscled, anyone could see that, and he could probably snake her if he wanted to due to all his training, but he just walked on, not caring what she said afterward. If she wanted to join his herd, she could follow. If not, it didnt matter.

[mindless.]

Soul never had chased after a stallion. She figured if she was needed and he was worth it, he would show it. But his attitude seemed to match hers. That was odd considering stallions were supposed to be bold enough to prove it but eh. Her mother had lost two foals before she was born to stallions that didn't care. Soul moved off a bit, shaking out her mane and her tail giving occasional flicks. Deeply she found a desire.for a family.but was almost afriad to put that kind of trust in anyone.

[DaleksInManhattan]

.::Swift Bird::.
.::Three Years . Stallion . No Mares . No Foals . No Mate . With 'Airborne Magic'::.

Swift felt his skin tingle with pleasure where she had nudged him. Not wanting to seem too coltish, he tried to cover his excitement by vigorously bobbing his head in agreement. "Good plan!" He exclaimed a little over-enthusiastically, taking off at a fast canter and gradually picking up speed. "Catch me if you can!" He cried, giving a little buck before erupting into a gallop. Swift had seen a lovely little sunlit clearing a while back, and knew it would be the perfect place to warm up in the light of the mid-morning sun.

[lynettetan1]

Ace of Spades

Spade walked to the edge of the forest, the start of his home. He stopped, and breathed in the smell of the foggy forest, reminiscizing. The muscled stallion's eyes closed for a moment, and he became one with the nature around him, breathing, calming him down. Him and the forest were one. Then, his eyes softly opened, and he turned, looking at the fiery mare. Though scars ran freely down her body, her pelt still glowed, as if on fire. He watched her, watched the feelings in her eyes, before he gave a soft nicker once more. "Coming?" He waited for his reaction, his hazel eyes unreadable, ears pricked forward.

Airborne Magic

Swift seemed to feel happy before he seemed to erupt into a run. Magic gave a snort of surprise and amusement, before chasing after him with wings on her hooves as she seemed to fly, the ground rushing past rapidly. Feeling winded from the exhileration and the adrenaline, it was a while before she remembered how to speak in such a high. "Is that a challenge?" She called out teasingly, before urging herself on once more, fast at his heels.