(BAYOU KELPIES) Spirits of the fog -Species rp-

[Lucky Strike <3]

.:Aibee Mae :.
Mood: Happy
Location: At her hideout
With: Indigo

Upon pushing her large head through the drooping branches of a pair of willow trees, she prodded onto the soft earth of the field, flicking her ears lightly as she sighed contently, "And we have arrived. It's not much but," She turned her head to look upon the stallion with a gentle smile, "It's like home." She said with a chuckle before prodding forward, dipping her head to sample the delicate blades below her.

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Auroch
Mood: Depressed
With: Someone? *Terror
Location: Outside of herdland
Crush: None-

Auroch stopped, his long blonde hair falling over his eyes.
Tears gathered, bu he held them back..

"I'd prefer if i didn't..."
He looked to her and then down again,
"I'll save you the boredom anyway.."

He took another step and looked back at her, he felt like he was hurting her feelings,
But its better than her finding out about him.
Something told him that he would want to see her again, but it would probably be too awkward.
"Uhm, Thank you for the company.."
he said weakly, then remembering her attempt at comforting him..
"I appreciate the affection as well..Thank you.."
He trailed off a bit,
"I guess...I guess I'll see you later."

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Dexter
Mood:Cautious, Protective
With: Poetry
Location: A clearing in Herdland boundries
Crush: He cares for Poetry,
but doesn't know his feelings yet.

He savored this moment, enjoying the warmth of her touch,
and he retured the favor with his own comforting nuzzle.
He looked at he with a weak smile, he couldn't hide that he was scared.
"Now listen."
He began, looking at her with with a serious face.
"If anything goes wrong, and if i tell you to run. you Run, okay?"
He glanced around, it sounded like the humans had gotten distracted.
"I want you to run That way,"
He said, gesturing north,
"You'll find the herd if you run long enough."
He gave another glance, they were coming.
"And..A- and you tell Kyla that there are humans nearby, and that Dexter said so, okay?"
He began to step away,
"And.."
He sighed,
"And if you run I'll find you later, I promise."
He looked at her again with a reasuring smile.
"I'll see you later."

He stood gaurd at the opening, Ears pinned, antlers positioned, and ready to fight.
The two humans walked closer and stopped
"Did you hear that? Sounded like a-"
Dexter charged out, Running head first in a fierce rampage.
One tripped and fell, one ran a bit farther and stopped, both dropping their rifles.
"HORSE, DUDE, WHAT KIND OF HORSE IS THAT??"
The other one stopped and looked at Dexter in belwilderment.
"One with horns i guess, Never seen one like him though."
Dexter Stomped and threw his head down, letting his antlers fall right above the
Human's belly.
"DUDE, DO SOMETHING!! SHOOT IT!"
He screamed in desperation,
"PLEASE!"
The other one panicked, looking on at the rifle that laid by Dexter,
Dexter stood and eyed him aggresivly, putting out the obvious.
Do it,
I dare you,
Message.
"YOU HAVE THE PISTOL IN YOUR POCKET, GET IT."
Dexter looked at the man who stood, as he scrambled to grab the little gun.
Dexter jumped over the laying man and hooked his antlers onto the man's shirt.
But it was too late...

The trigger was pulled, and a sharp pain split through Dexter's neck.
Dexter cryed out in pain and flung the Man into a rock, where he laid unconcious.
Dexter fell to his knees in the process, blood now leaking from his neck.
The remaining man scrambled to grab a rifle and stood up, he looked Dexter in the
eye,
"Don't worry, Big guy."
He said calmly, walking around to his front.
"It'll all be over soon..."
He said, aiming the gun.
"Your horns will look nice mounted on my wall."
Dexter hastely looked to where Poetry was hiding.
"Poetry!!"
He called.
"Run!"
He breathed heavily as the dizziness of blood loss got to him.
"Run away, Poetry!!"
he said in a weak voice, blood now soaking most of his neck,
He looked to the man holding the gun, he had a look of sympathy in his eyes.
"Don't make this hard, Big guy."
He drew the gun to his eye, but just as he shot,
Dexter in one last attempt hit the barrel with his nose, Making the bullet skim along his cheek, causing a cut,
But the bullet dug into the ground and not his head..
The Man dropped the gun, giving up, and ran over to his friend,
the two collected themselves, gave a glance at Dexter, and Ran off..

Dexter Laid his head back on the ground.
Feeling faint and dizzy.
He hoped Poetry was running and telling Kyla,
So they could all get away..

Dexter closed his eyes, wondering if that was the last time he would........

[Neira]

Written Poetry
Mood: Scared and worried for her life!
With: Dexter
Location: Just in the Bayou a' strollin'
Crush:Something is moving deep inside..

She heard Dexters call and galoped for her life as fast as she could.
Already she started to pant and not long after she found the herd.
"KYLA!" she called loudly and paniced when she didn´t hear an answer.
She breathed heavily and saw her. "Kyla! *pant, pant* Humans have.. Dexter is.. He´s in danger!" she said as she panted after the words and leaned her head down.
Tears pushed in her eyes, but she kept them away for not to break down here.
"We gotta go help him!"

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Kyla
Mood:Concerned, Confused
With: the herd
Location:Swampy Swamp lol
Crush: ;D

Kyla Spun around at her name ,
a panicked mare told her about humans....And Dexter...
"Who are you?"
She quickly shoved the question aside.
"Where is he, show me."

[Neira]

Written Poetry
Mood: Scared and worried for her life!
With: Dexter
Location: Just in the Bayou a' strollin'
Crush:Something is moving deep inside..

"Follow me!" she said and spun around and started to run with the power she had left.
The tears were still pushing on, but she tryed her best to stay strong and don´t freak out.
She looked over her shoulder to see if Kyla were there and panted as she ran.
Dexters smell was easy to catch and they arrived the spot she had been hiding on.
Poetry stopped and turned from side to side. "Uhm.." she breathed heavily and then turned quickly toward the way the humans had went, and she spotted Dexter at the ground. "Dexter!" she trotted quickly up to him and fell down to her belly aside him, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Dexter! Dexter, can you hear me?"

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Dexter
Mood:Thankful, Faint
With: Poetry and Kyla
Location: A clearing in Herdland boundries
Crush: He cares for Poetry,
but doesn't know his feelings yet.

Dexter's silvery eyes fluttered open to see Poetry above him, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Poetry, what are you doing here, i told you to go get Kyla."
He said, his voice fading.
Kyla trotted forward,
"Oh God.."
She said, a look of horror on her face,
"Dexter.....What..What did you get yourself into?"
Kylas voice broke with emotion..she laid down next to him.
"No Dex, You have to stay with me, here!"
She pleaded nuzzling him.
Her own eyes began to swell with tears..
"Please.."

Dexter sighed and looked at Kyla comfortingly, wiping tears from her face with his muzzle.
"Shh,"
He said, trying to calm her crying.
"Everything is going to be fine.. You and the herd..Everything, Its all gonna be okay."
He looked to Poetry, who cried as well..

It killed him to see them this way...
"No, come on, girls, I'll be okay,"
His voice was weak and raspy, and his eyes sagged.

"Don't you guys worry.."
He didn't want to get emotional, but he could feel himself fading.
"You know, I was really looking forward to you two meeting."
He said,
looking at the two.
"I knew you guys would like eachother."

Kyla giggled through her tears and looked to Poetry,
"Nice to Meet you, My name's Kyla."
He looked back down at Dexter,
Moving a bit of his mane to see the real wound.
"Oh my god..."
She said, another tear falling.
"Why'd you have to go and do this to me Dex?"
She said, sobbing mid sentance..

"All for a good cause, dear,"
He smiled weakly, and winked at Poetry,
"Are you sure you're okay?"

[Neira]

Written Poetry
Mood: Scared and worried for her life!
With: Dexter
Location: Just in the Bayou a' strollin'
Crush:Something is moving deep inside..

Poetry cried.
"No.. No Dexter, you can´t leave me! I can´t lose you, I will blame myself for not helping you in the first place!" she said and nuzzled his chin and sobbed. She saw his bleeding scar on his cheek and turned to Kyla. "My name is Written Poetry, just call me Poetry.. Can we do something? Heal the wounds? Help him?" a small hope glimted in her eyes as she blew her mane away from her eyes and then looked back at Dexter. She just watched the blood and looked into his eyes.
"Dexter.. I may not know you like Kyla do, or feel as confident around you.. But I can´t live without you" she whisperd with a breaking voice.

(I am seriously crying now! This is heartbreaking!)

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Dexter
Mood:Thankful, Faint
With: Poetry and Kyla
Location: A clearing in Herdland boundries
Crush: He cares about Poetry a lot,

Dexter felt saddened at her last comment.
"Poetry,"
He said, he nuzzled her and looked her in the eye,
"Whatever happens to be, is NOT your fault...Not on any level of any kind."
He looked at her and wiped her tears,
"Don't do this to yourself...Its killing me to see you this broken,"
He smiled and moved her hair from her eyes.
"I know you're strong, Poetry, i know if i'm not there, you're going to make someone's life amazing."
He grinned, he felt himself wave in and out of conciousness

"You're gonna fall in love, and have babies, and...."
His head dropped a little.
he laid his head down, looking at Poetry with a calming look,
"You'll live on, Poetry.."
and with that, he closed his eyes, and everything went black.

[Neira]

Written Poetry
Mood: Painful of sorrow
With: Dexter and Kyla
Location: Just in the Bayou a' strollin'
Crush:Loves him with all her heart

She looked at him as her tears ran. "D-dexter?.. Dexter?!.. No..*sob, sob* NO! Dexter" she shook gently in him and pushed her nose toward his. "No!.. Kyla, we gotta do something!" she cried in sorrow and sobbed.
Poetry buried her face on his chest and her body was shaking, silently she whispered.
"No, Dexter.. I love you, don´t leave me Dexter.. D-dexter" her voice broke as she almost collapsed where she was laying. The thoughts of him gone was picking in her head and both sadness and anger grew in her mind.
Why didn´t I do enything.. It wasn´t my fault.. It was, I was to slow.. to late..