Treading New Land .:Open:.

[seijun]

The femme's bright green eyes fluttered open, her long, delicate limbs stretching before her. She leaped to her paws quickly, gazing around her, stomach growling furiously. She sighed, averting her green orbs to the sky. Because of her cruel nature, she had been able to escape the life of a slave, but she never wanted to own another of her kind. Her blood tipped claws dug into the earth slightly as she moved forward, her maw open, tasting the air. She wasn't that hungry, but a slight edge of hunger gnawed at her stomach. She ignored it. Her tail was low, for she knew she was no alphess. She may be a cruel wolf when need be, but when she put her love.. her trust into someone, her loyalty was forever, even if she was hurt. She knew she couldn't let herself trust that easily, for she could be taken into captivity that way. Part of her wanted to love, but the other part said stay away, love is no good. She yawned, her white fangs glistening in the bright sun as she walked on. Her muscles rippled beneath her pelt, her face calm... beautiful. She hoped to meet someone to socialize with, for she had not talked to anybody in the past few months.

"I wonder if anyone is here.. or willing to talk to me." Her tone was dark, but it rolled off of her pink tongue like a beautiful, enchanting melody.

['Sanura]

A comical figure tried to trot dignified like over the sandy shores. Operative word in that sentence, tried. Her long tail continually tried to tangle itself around Pittsburgh's short stubby legs. Her playful eyes danced as they looked around her at all the brooding wolves and horses walking around; the fun loving pony could never guess why no one knew how to have fun anymore. Walking up to a mumbling wolf she spoke,
"So, whens the last time you've laughed?" Her accent was strong making her words almost indiscernible. If someone were a last charitable soul they might just laugh at her, she was such a funny creature. Rolling her head Pitty peeked at the wolf with one of her eyes. The only one that wasn't covered by her long mane. Her tail whipped back and forth smacking her sides. Her bothersome coat was fluffy and soft with a deep copper tint to it. Pitty hated her coat, it never seemed to know the difference between winter and summer always staying long and shaggy making her hot and irritable during the summer. The small pony snorted causing puffs of smoke to come out of her nostrils. She looked like a dragon. Pitty laughed at this mental image, it was a deep laugh that was welcome and inviting. One green eye stared at the wolf wondering how she would react to her odd question. And also what would be her answer.

For; Seijun.
Word Count; 250.
Muse Level; Eh...
Comments; I adopted this girl so I'm still getting a feel for her.

[seijun]

When was the last time you laughed? The question rang through the large femme, causing her to think. When was the last time she had laughed? Seijun was curious about it herself, for she did not know, but she didn't let the pony see that. A snort of annoyance escaped the femme as she did a quick spin, looking to this unfamiliar character. Her bright green eyes were alight with curiosity about the pony, and hopeful friendship. THough they were two different breeds, Seijun was in desperate need for a friend, though she would never admit that herself.

"What kind of question is that?" She asked, tilting her head sideways.

Heat rippled through Seijun, so the femme shook her head quickly. Her tongue lolled from her mouth, her eyes locked onto the pony in front of her. She waited patiently for an answer, thankful that her temper had not taken over. Seijun's temper was quite cold, and when it appeared, she always felt like ripping somebody apart into a bloody mess. Other times, it gave her a great lust.. but not for blood. Seijun shook the though from her head, sitting back on her haunches, gazing at the pony, showing she meant no harm.

['Sanura]

Pitty snorted and answered with a bit of an edge,
"Its the type of question I ask," an irritable tail flick, "and its a good question so why don't you answer it?" She smiled to take away a bit of the bite off her words. She had no hate toward the wolf, but sometimes animals just needed a good nip in the rear end to get moving. Trotting in circles around wolf, she neighed and tossed her head sending her crazy mane high up into the air before it came crashing back down onto her fuzzy golden pelt. Pitty was a fun loving creature always ready with a smart remark. She was also a very loyal good friend. The restless mare came to an abrupt halt spraying dirt in every direction. Pitty snorted, her version of an laugh, she didn't know why she thought this funny...

For; Seijun.
Word Count; Grr..160.
Muse Level; Gah..
Comments; ...