Undesired Meeting (Hud)

[rhianna4554]

Settling down with another had never been my intention nor had I ever desired to become part of a herd….and yet both things had come to pass. Pilate had managed to slip past the barricades all too easily and my perhaps foolish heart had let itself be claimed. He was home…he was a warmth that kept the fears at bay and had wildfire racing through my blood vessels. I had been at his mercy all too easily and instead of fleeing like I knew best I had allowed my heart to banish rationality from my mind. Now I felt the consequence of our coupling. I was pregnant undoubtedly so even though I did not portray any physical differences…my gut simply knew that I was. Did I regret my behavior? Did I truly regret the fact that I was once more with child? In truth I didn’t if anything I felt only warmth even though I doubted my mothering capabilities. With Pilate being by my side most of the time and never too far away I had been unable to dwell on the doubts but for once in a while instinct had me seeking some solitude. Solitude did not feel so much like a friend anymore but some small part of me rebelled against the idea of being completely dependent on Pilate. Then again every time I created some distance between us he always found me. Yet I had never wandered this far….I had never had any desire to wander to the very border. Especially to the border of the plains. Then again I had been so caught up in the fact that I was with child to notice where my steps were taking me, and now I was putting both me as well as my unborn child at risk. Should the lead of the plains stumble upon me and take a liking…then maybe some of my past would repeat itself. Habit has my ears flicking back nostrils flaring as I let my gaze sweep across the seemingly endless plains. Spotting nothing has my muscles unknotting a little relief raising its head as I begin to retreat. I’m only able to turn and take a step back when the sound of company has me freezing on the spot and my mind cursing.

OOC: okay so I posted in here but she isn't actually physically in the plains merely standing by the border between it and Drulan woods

[Hud]

"Oi, you a Drulan girl?"

Waleran had spotted the mare from fairly close range. He'd been browsing almost behind a great shrub that had obscured her from his view just past the plains border. It wasn't often that leads let their mares get so close to the borders. It was dangerous - stealing was a common side effect of such leniency. Waleran wasn't above it.

The stallion stood completely visible now as he watched the mare. His brow was furrowed and his eyes were determined. Every mare was an opportunity. Much as Waleran hated it, he would need as many as fit his criteria. Who knew, perhaps this girl was the perfect piece in his puzzle. There was only one way to find out.

"'Cause if you are, no sense in hanging so close to the plains if you want to retain that status..." he warned with a mischievous smirk and a snarl of his voice.

[rhianna4554]

The question had me flinching ears pinning back as anger not fear stirred. Was that how this stallion addressed everyone? Sure he was probably the ruling stallion but he did not have to be that rude with his greeting. Inhaling deeply I slowly turn to face my unwanted companion muscles instinctively tensing in preparation to flee. The stud before me is bigger than Pilate by a good hand and although the both of them have black painted across their hide this brute also has white. Handsome for some I guess but for me…nothing beats Pilate. Head rising a little in defiance I let the distain show even as the brute before me allows himself the liberty of devouring every inch of my skin with his eyes. A shudder breaks free disgust and fear springing to life when I catch a glint of something in his blue eyes. Determination maybe? If so why? Whatever it is I do not like it just like I do not dare think of the why…not when my gut is insisting that this guy is dangerous. When words leave his mouth they only intensify the feeling but the snarl in his voice has some courage rising from goodness knows where. Head tossing slightly I lunge forwards, although I make sure that I do not cross the border, teeth snapping at empty air in clear warning. Back. The. Hell. Off.

OOC:sorry for the short reply

[Hud]

Waleran could only laugh at the mare. Females that overestimated themselves made him snicker. Who was she to the King of the Plains? Who was she to any stallion, really? A means to the continuation of a line, and that is all.

The black tobiano stallion's laugh was laced with cunning as he stepped closer to her, hoping to goad her into whatever she planned to do should he invade her space. She snapped. He laughed louder with a smile.

"What? You gonna fight me off? Not very ladylike," he said with a cock of his head and a narrowing of his icy eyes. His smirk widened as his laughter died off. He took a moment to admire her coat... Gold, white, and black. The edges of her colors seemed a little haphazard for his own taste, but if this mare was as fiery as he was observing today, perhaps she had the will to do well in his herd... That is, if he brought her in. Then again, she seemed downright rude upon first meeting. It could've been as a result of just trying to stay alive, or it could've just been in her nature. No way to tell right away.

OOC: I'm just the worst. D: