.:.Persuade Me.:. {Water:Open}

[horselovr137]

A rare beaty
Rhiannon

The roots of old oaks break the ground, while beautiful wildflowers sway in the light breeze. Several rabbits and foxes dart among the grass. An old badger lumbers along nearby. A creek trips and gurgles over stones and twigs float with the soft current.
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In the shade of one of the larger oaks, a pure white fea grazes silently. Her two toned banner and dreads are lightly lifted as the current of air parts around her. Her legs are marked in black, and only visible in brief seconds is the black star on her forehead.
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As I graze, I wonder at my beginnings. I was born not far from here, in a peaceful glade. My mother smiled warmly at me as my vision cleared. I lifted my muzzle to hers, nipped at her black mane, and tried my best to stand. As I scrambled to my feet, my mother stood, her pale blue orbs set on me. She gently nudged me, helping me to steady on my tiny hooves.
To think a year and a half later she would abandon me.

[»starla]

I ain't here to do anything halfway,
N Y X X;;
don't give a damn what anyone might say.

Relief from the unceasing summer heat came from above in the form of liquid drops.They fell all around in a light pattern,pattering on the dry foliage that dotted the landscape.The distant rumble of thunder was weak and faltering and did not carry the promise of a true storm that could bless the ecosystem of the wild elemental horses.Sure enough,the drizzle did not last long,and the sun was out once more to bore down upon the backs of the living.Ah,th joy of summer showers-how disappointing they could be.

A dark figure emerged from the barely dampened brush that surrounded a clearing of sorts.The trees here stood farther apart than in the forest,like awkward strangers.The equine,clearly a brute,stepped forth into the sunshine,revealing bulging muscle lines alone his build.A quick survey of the land was needed before the stallion could continue onward,but something on the breeze caught his attention and his course was altered immediately.Long,swiveling strides brought the czar to face a new direction,and if one traveled ahead they would find a lone femme.If this imaginary one had orbs trained for the purpose,they would also find that the girl was a Water bender,like the stag.

Pillars of ebony that cleared showed the trials and tribulations of a mustang brought the being towards the mare,halting before her slight,achromatic chassis.A slight dip of the cranium was given before the brute parted his nigrescent labrums to speak.
'Lo maiden.Do not think I stumbled across you on accident,for it was your beauty that caught my eye from a distance.
The stud seemed to have a way with the opposite sex,and a confident aura that was surely hard to resist,although one would have to stick around to see what the harlot's reaction to his charm is.
I am Nyxx,of the Water Kingdom.At these deep,chromatic baritones a sly,witty smirk appeared upon the patron's features for reasons that would seemingly remain hidden.

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words;; 417
muse;; pretty good
mood;; flirtatious and sly
notes;; please excuse any changes in character that might happen to show during the course of this thread D:
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[horselovr137]

Rhiannon lifted her crown slowly, and her ice blue eyes settled on the czar. Her whipcord lashed absent mindedly. The soft breeze continued to drift through the clearing, ruffling the foilage above and casting a wavering shadow over the two. Several orbs of water fell from the canopy. Your words flatter me, Nyxx.
She hesitated a moment longer, her boa arched and nares pulled close to her nape, then spoke up, You may call me Rhiannon, also of the Water Kingdom. She shifted, her orbs scanning the stag's carefully for any hint of ill will.

(Gonna finish this in a few