Every rose has it's thorn, Rois

[Kalo]

Silver shadowed roan minx moved effortlessly about. A loud snort escaped from her flared nares as her proud crown was tossed high causing the silvery mane to flow forwards and flounce slightly before being blown back yet again. Her slim limbs coasted to a halt. Her crown was tossed high again a few times as her fores where lifted off in a half rear. Her fores lashed out once she had reared high and from her maw escaped an eerie screamed as she landed. Her head tucked slightly with her banner lashing through the air against her rump. Such a pretty picture no? Well, she's pretty vicious.

[Boudicca]

A sapphire and snow demon rolled across the land in a devouring lope. He sniffed the air and smelt and vixeness. His bodice changed course as his pillars moved and fluxed. Soon, the stag's audits picked up the eerie call of the vixeness. His crania lowered as he snaked through the land, covering ditches and creeks on his way to the lady. At last her scent had grown strong and he slowed and began to prance, parading his tail and arching his nape. His muscles bunched and relaxed with every movement as he approached the fae. I am Mal, Lord of Grad. He spoke easily in a deep baritone, calling himself higher than that of the female.

[Kalo]

A soft chuckle escaped from the fae's maw as she heard the tone of a brute. Really now? It hadn't taken that long before one came now did it? Of course not, she was a rare beauty was she not? Hmm, her ears flickered back slightly at his tone. Really, now, what gave him the idea that he was better than her? "Well, Mal, my name is Rois." She said holding her head high looking at the stallion. She shifted slightly pawing at the ground with one forehoof and then with the other. Nobody had ever even proved they where better than her. Why did stallions get such notions? They had to have mares otherwise they would die since they would only have each other. Now don't get her wrong, she didn't think mares where better than stallions either, she just knew that she was the best of the best. Simple as that.

[Boudicca]

Mal tilted his crania. Its Lord to you he snapped. He growled deep in his chest's cavern. This mare Rois seemed ticked at him...perfect. Well Rois, lets skip the worhtless chit and chatter, shall we? He snorted and pawed the ground in a mimic of her pathetic attempt. Mal knew he was superior in every way to this mare.

[Kalo]

Rois chuckled softly. Like she had ever called anyone lord. She wasn't about to start either. "Sorry darling, I'll call you what I want to." She said with a false smile. "Now why would I want to do that, Mal?" She asked as her frame turned away from him and her muzzle lowered towards the ground. He didn't want to chit-chat huh? Well, shouldn't have said that, because now she would want to. That was just how she worked.

[Boudicca]

Mal rolled his optics. She was playing and he had no time to deal with such nonsense. You'll call me Lord he spoke with a clear and even tone, showing no emotion through any of his features. The stag moved to her front and knocked his nape into her own, forcing her head sideways. He brought his crania up so he could see the eyes of the one called Rois.

[Kalo]

Rois watched the brute calmly from the corner of her optics as she started to lip at the vegetation. She snorted loudly in anger as her head was shoved away from the patch of clover she had found. She lifted her head staring at him coldly. She spun suddenly on her forequarters and lashed out with her hinds before gaiting off towards another patch of grass and clover. She glanced back at him. "Sorry brute, I'll call you whatever comes to my mind and honestly, lord doesn't suit you." She said as her head lowered towards the ground to rip at the vegetation. She lifted her dial while chewing calmly. Her gaze rested on him over her shoulder as one hind-stilt was tilted almost as if she was relaxing. In all reality she was probably going to kick him should he tread too close to her again.

((like I said on Azeri, sorry about her, no stallion has ever been able to get on her good side, I don't even think any stallion has gotten her to do what they wanted either))

[Boudicca]

Mal whipped his crania out of the way of the demoness' flints. He snorted angrily and was ready to lash out and the mare and make her pay for even attempting to injure him. Yet he stopped and flicked his audits. This would be an interesting game of who could get on the others nerve worst. He smiled slyly and pranced over stupidly and purposefully. Sobeit he spoke half sweetly, mocking her attitude. The stag moved his pillars a distance away and began to graze, eyeing her warily.

OOC:: And like I said...Mal likes it when hes not on the mares good side.

[Kalo]

Her optics lingered over him calmly as he moved. She simply rolled her eyes at how he acted and ignored his words. Really think she's bothered by mocking? Think again darling. Her cold optics watched him calmly as her dial lowered to the ground. Her weight shifted more evenly as she started to graze.

[Boudicca]

The sapphire stud shifted his weight as he grazed. He ripped out the clovers, swallowing the dirt and insects with the green. He chewed almost hurridly, swallowing and eating more. The stag slowed, letting time pass, letting the sun fade over the horizon.

[Kalo]

Rois moved slowly as she grazed not really caring where she wandered. She merely kept one optic trained on the pied brute. Her dial lifted again as she scented the wind. She moved off at a swift gait, there was really nothing else to describe how she liked to move. She traveled calmly until she came upon a large slow moving river. She halted only momentarily before walking into the shallows. She stopped when the water played around her hocks. Her neck and dial where lowered so that she could sup at the water. Her tail was pulled with the current though she didn't mind it.

[Boudicca]

Mal followed Rois placidly. His curiosity wondered if it was a mere game she was playing or what... The stag watched her enter the stream within the shadows yet he entered the stream in the sun. He found a slight pool and begna swimming, drenching himself in the crystal water. Mal soon lugged himself out, not wanting to stay half submerged. The brute shook and his azure coat glistened in the dying sun.

[Kalo]

Rois's gaze wandered slightly as she lifted her dripping muzzle from the water. She watched the pied stallion with little interest. Her sodden tail flicked randomly spraying water in all directions as she turned. Her limbs churned the water as she went towards a more shallower area and started to paw at the dirt and water. She stopped after a few moments. Her limbs started to fold as she lay down in the water sighing softly as it flowed over her back. Only her head and neck, and part of her withers were exposed above the current. Some might think her odd, she didn't care.

[Boudicca]

Mal watched the fae, surely thinking her odd as she laid in the crick. He seemed to shrug then began to graze, keeping a keen eye on the strange mare.

[Kalo]

Rois lay there for a few moments before rolling in the mud and water. She stood up after a couple good rolls, dripping with muck and water. She shook out her pelt vigorously not really caring if the stallion got hit with anything that was being flung off. She stepped out into the grass and lay down again, this time merely resting. Hey, she really was an oddity, from her color, her movements, and down to her personality.