I Ain't Fit (Ver)

[nala]

"Lord you know that I am ready,
for my sugar, sugar daddy."
Valerie June.

Cold winds blew freely through the unprotected landscape of the plains territory. A white blanket of snow covered the ground, killing the life beneath it and preparing the ground for a new birth. Valerie looked out across the terrain, noticing the fact that there was very little disturbance. The mare thought for a moment, in her silent solitude, deciding that the territory must not be buzzing with life just exactly. The curvy dappled mare stood at the border now, her thick tangled mane clung to her fuzzy neck and her matted tail floated in the chilled breeze behind her. She was callused. The mare didn't feel the chill through her thick coat and equally thick skin. She'd been born in the north, and in far worse conditions then this. She'd grown up hard and she knew exactly how to deal with just about any situation. The coldblood lowered her head to the snow, liping at the cold crystals and drinking the melted water.

Her feathered feet often collected snow deposits when she walked, so today the mare decided to stand still. Being alone didn't frighten her, although it did cause her to be slightly uneasy. It wasn't natural for an equine to be so utterly alone. A heavy breath escaped her maw as she lifted her head to scan her surroundings once more. She felt an approach of some kind, she couldn't distinguish however if it was another beast or just a weather front moving in.

ooc: Muse

[Seele]

The day was cold, dipped in soft tones of blues and brown that let one know the world was sleeping. A chilled wind played listlessly through the plains of the homeland, a place that wasn't nearly as cold as the northern territories, or even the free lands that the great shaggy stallion had approached from. His winter coat was deceiving, much more saturated in color then his sleek summer fur; he shook that great hide in agitation.

Things had been going well for him, but something about the open plains set him on high alert. This place, this big open valley, was too close to home for him. So close that the healing wounds along his entire body began to throb and ache. The beast snorted his discontent as he headed back toward the boarder at a fast trot. So eager was he to get away, that he almost missed the smoke colored mare nestled in the grasses.

He stopped short and looked at her closely, an indeterminable expression on his face. He stood there silently for a few moments, his expression growing darker with each breath of his great maw. Then slowly, like a cat stalking prey, he moved toward her. He knew that she felt his presence, but that didn't deter him. He moved until he was right next to her, he spoke no words, simply stared at her hungrily, waiting to see what her next move would be.

OOC: Sorry this took so long, hope you don't mind seeing his more primal side

^{Lineart by: ReQuay}

[nala]

"Lord you know that I am ready,
for my sugar, sugar daddy."
Valerie June.

A staggered breath in, left the large mare light headed for a second. Her footing less then square caused her to side step as she quickly regained her composure in the icy landscape. A few stray blades of dying grass brushed against her dark legs as she moved, nearly slicing her to pieces at the knees. Once situated perfectly in her surroundings, the pretty, dappled mare returned her gaze to the horizon and steadied her mind.

She caught sight of the white marked beast almost instantly. She noticed his dark parts first of course, the snow hiding what usually set equines apart from their landscapes. He spoke no words but he saw her too, and for a moment it was just them, standing undisturbed in the open. A glazed look seemed to cross his face as he watched, while Valerie's own face showed nothing but curiosity.

As he began to approach she found herself straightening up. She wasn't afraid, no that wasn't it at all. This "straightening" was one more born out of pride. Valerie found attraction for this stallion growing somewhere deep in her stomach. She was curious to say the very least. However, speaking first was never on the ladies to do list, so she remained silent as he made his way to within touching distance. Her eyes traveled over his scared body quietly as they took each other in.

ooc: Muse

[Seele]

It was hard to explain the attraction he felt for this mare, it wasn't that he felt more strongly for her then the others he had met or that there was some strange connection. No, There was no easy way to explain this primal side of him and the way it lusted to have her. Shivers of excitment ran down his spine as she strightened, there was no fear or resentment, only strength and character.

She didn't speak and he wondered why, normally when he went up to someone they were all talk, either questions or introductions. That brief thought escaped his mind though as he moved in closer. He drank in her scent, the intoxicating smell of her clouded his mind ever further until no reason or control remained.

Ver's ears flicked back and he half reared half jumped to the side. He gave a snort of excitement and moved in closer once again. Bending his head he pressed his muzzle against her front leg. He struck a hoof out not aimed to hit her, his excitement was evident.

OOC: sorry this is really crappy, I just couldn't think of what to do

[nala]

"Give me water baby, or leave me dry
Anyway you want it, I won't ask why."
Valerie June.

She was familiar with his kind, and to be honest she was bored with it all. The expression she held was one of indifference, and when he touched her, only the far recesses of her mind responded. She felt her tail rise slightly and she leaned away from him. Her movement was unnoticeable to all but herself, but the easily bored mare's mind caught it and began to pay attention.

"Aye, Slick." She laughed half heartedly in her nonchalant way of living. Her head flicked towards him. She would not be suppressed willingly, unless of course, that was what she wanted. 

ooc: Muse
soooo late. :C and sucky. soorrrrryyyy. She's fun when she wants to be.