VampireKnight<3 wrote:Altair looked him over.Looking at how his hooves were almost jet black but how his legs faded to such a dark color. She also looked at his horns to see that they where a much different color of his body color. She then answered him"I am Altair nice to meet you Aldar"she said politely telling he meant no harm."Oh yes i am not from any herd actually just a wanderer i guess"she said flicking her tail back and forth letting the end of it brush against the soft green grass.
Name: Aladár/Gender: Stallion/Crush: None/Current mood: More relaxed now, feeling some sympathy towards the loner/Company: Altair/Location: A pondThe stallion stood, his golden eyes still scanning her for emotions. He had been a loner too, once upon a time. He knew the lonliness that came with loner life. Could he blame her so much for wanting company? No. Instead, the stallion looked her in the eye and read her expression. She was evidently bored. Bored by travelling alone. Just like he was all those moons ago. He relaxed slightly, allowing his back to slouch as he raised his hind-left hoof slightly. "I was a loner once," he spoke in a deep, meaningful voice. "I know how alot of 'em tick." His tail swished as a mosquito attempted to land on his rump. "I'm no mind-reader, but I'm guessing you're thinking about joining a herd, am I correct? But pardon me if I sound too forward to you," he quickly added. From his own experience with Featherheart, he knew an angry mare was a force to be reckoned with!
Wolfie♥Louis wrote:Fenrir smiled and chuckled, reading Remus's expression. He put his own head down to graze, wondering what the bright stallion beside him would do "I'm sure you are still in the limelight to her" he said with a wink. Then turning to wander towards the water, he lowered his head to drink the cold water.
Name: Remus/Gender: Stallion/Crush: None/Current mood: Still fairly upset/Company: Featherheart, Masked Prince of Blood and Fenrir/Location: PondThe male snorted at the male's comment. He was growing skeptical about that fact. She seemed to be warming to this new stallion and he was beginning to feel left out. He knew one day that, only being a brother, a new stallion would take over the role as her protector. He'd be strong and wise, maybe even handsome too. Remus would make sure she picked a stallion with worthy looks! But the thought of coming second place to another stallion was still a bit of a shock. They'd always been together, getting into trouble, getting out of trouble. With each other all the time. But now they were older, he could see that they were drifting apart. Finding their own lives. This saddened the stallion as he continued to eat away his troubled mind.