|Make A Wish|

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Make A Wish
On My Heart
You Will Find,
It's Sweet And Tart.


Demoness sulked into the hollow, the shadows dancing, creating nothing but movements in and out of her visions. Of course she saught the lead of these forsaken lands, why wouldn't she? It was her role to provide beauty to the scenery and strength to the progeny. Friesian blood gave her thick body a harsh look, but her Arabian head was what added to her beauty. Her true blood lines were known only in her mind, and no other would know of her past nor future.

Limbs were sleak and muscular, her frame tightening as she two-beated into the terra. Optics glittered deviously. She sought naught but to bear, fight, curse, create chaos, and die. It was her role to life, she knew no other. It as how she had lived for years. And she would live so on till her last breath.

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((Also, to add to the tension, you can have Valcon kill her. Your choice, but that isn't for some time ))

[Valcon]

The huge shadow passed through the darkened lands, his black and white coat bright against the moonlight. His pathetic excuse of a herd trailed far behind, Arabians, all of them. Claimed themselves to be of the darkened side but the light beconned them all. Valcon had not one fae with strong lines, not one fae to produce him a heir worthy or his position. Not one fae with a truly blackened heart. He snorted in disgust of his current heir. Weak, always playing with the other foals, never showing a sign of a vicious nature. If it wasnt for his size he never would have gained the place. He had roamed with his little herd for many weeks and never found an area suitable but this place had promise.

Large chocolate eyes almost the colour of night moved appraisingly over the area, he had heard the rumors of light and neutral herds roaming the area but none of the darkness that should be in every area. The only tree's that showed were the strangled forms of long dead willows and the black shadow birds lined the leafless branches their harsh call breaking what would be silence. Throwing his head back a harsh scream errupted from his ebonite throat and he claimed these lands as his own, no stallion would ever stride apon his lands without him knowing. His horrible screech echoed through the shadowed area and the insane glint shone brightly in his eyes.

The beat of hooves sounded and he galloped towards sound thinking it was his arabian fae's, his head was held high and his two coloured mane spread out like a banner behind him. Thick tangled tail held none of the tail carrige the arabians had, suddenly the hoof beats became heavier and he was sure it wasnt the sound of his own because the his heavy hooves beat at a different rythem. Suddenly he saw her dark frame and his chocolate eyes gleamed malice, who was she and what was she doing on his land. Although he looked apon her like she was dirt silently his mind appraised her thick form, with out the delicate, slender legs of the arabians but the strength and muscle of a larger breed like himself.

Looking at her he raised his head high with pride, "Who are you and what are you doing here" he asked his voice snaking wildly to her ears. His own ears flying back to show his displeasure, his white streaks obvious in the darkness. She had the pretty head that made Valcon accept the arabians into his herd in the first place for if they werent such beautys he would have left them to starve. He lifted his head up in pride and the muscle in his neck moved under his ebonite coat. He was certainly a handsome male but his form held no elegance or sign or a delicate side. He was bulky all over and his muscle weighed him down preventing any amazing speed.

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The thudding of masculine daggers brought a heave of a sigh through her nares. Her optics circled to rest on him, truely not interested in him what-so-ever. A mere bronc was worth nothing to her. She had no care if he was the lead or just a demon looking for some fun. Se could hardly care.

At his words, twin towers pin to her crown, and dial tucks neatly against her chest. Perhaps it was not the words that bothered her, more of his commanding tone. As a vixen she was worth very little to a herd, but as a fighter she was a viper in horse's pelt. Dime's gentle headed looks were decieving to the eyes, for she was not an innocent fea to be nudged into time.

Who I am and what I do is for me to know.

[/b] she snarled, her voice hissing like the viper. And the High Demon to find out.[/b] His vocals had not decieved her, she knew who he was now. Flag flicks in the warming air, and she allows a slight arch of her boa in respect. As soon as her dues were paid, she was again tense and unwavering. Cool optics analyze him as she circles him slowly, a mocking play of a grin on her shadowed figuresque. So you are the mighty Valcon? Alpha to the Evil Enchantors, hailer of the night, debtor to the devil himself.[/b] Flickering smile vanished beneath a disgusted frame.

I'm not impressed.[/b] she snarled visciously. But she stepped back, dial facing him, waiting for his response. She was a vixen with a hidden agenda, waiting for the right time to strike and inject her poison.[/center][/color]

[Valcon]

He watched her curiously, she had a little spunk and at her harsh words he raised his head and grinned that horrible grin that flashed like a demons. Seeing her pay him a little sign of respect he snorted his displeasure, "Dont do that" he snapped wildly, "Im not your king" his voice was harsh. He didnt expect nore want submission from this fae until she was one of his herd. After all she could be of another herd and have another king therefore making her respect to him worthless. Watching as she cirlced him small flattering comments escaping her maw, raising his head in a proud way he flickered his head his oversized ego taking each compliment like that was obvious to all.

Suddenly a digusted look came over her face and she spoke, Im not impressed, she hissed at him. Snorting what was a mocking laugh he shook out his form, muscle rippling under his thick skinned pelt. "And you shouldnt be, For I am Valcon, Not the Alpha but King, I dont hail the night, The night hails me for I am darker than the forest without moonlight" pausing for a moment his harsh, malicious, humorless laughter echoed through the clearing. Circling the fae he came around behind her before stepping to her side and whispering in her ear, "And I am not the Debtor to the Devil, for I am the Devil himself" he chuckled and threw himself before her.

Standing he met her cold gaze strongly and smirked, "Join me" he purred softly, he chuckled loudly and looked at her, her challenging gaze enchanting in a sence. She was certainly the most beautiful of fae's he had seen in a long time. Valcon adored faes with the larger body mass, the pathetic little excuse's for horses with their delicate legs and tiny hooves were nice to look at but what good were they. Surely they could run but if a larger horse mananged to run them down they would be pommeled into the ground.

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Demoness chuckled at the hellion, and his anger towards her due of respect. He was truely very amusing. When he glowed with pride as she flattered him, she was inwardly chuckling, but kept her pose and her act.

At his answer, she kept a surprised face until he was done. And then, with a toss of her dial into the wind, she laughed. Copper pools glittered deviously, and she danced back from the 'King'.

Wonderful answer! I comend you! she laughed, her vocals crystally mocking. When he spoke again, his vocals were seductive, and feline. Her laughter died down, and her pools locked onto his darkly, hell flickering behind them. With a sly look in her gaze, she moved towards him, dial level with his own. She grinned prettily, and came up close to him, to put her maw close to his towers. Join you? Well give me some time to think about it.

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She grinned flirtatiously, and flicked her tail at him as she pivotted. Hell danced in her step as she turned her back on him. Dial looked over her shoulder and locked pools with his. The grin was gone, and lightening clashed behind her pools. Bod moves swiftly, and her front is thrown into the air into a rear. Her pools were taunting, daring him to chase her. Daring him to take her on. With a quick snort, as she landed, she bucked shortly and then bunched her muscles in a ready burst for a gallop.[/center][/color]

[Valcon]

Valcon laughed boldly at her seductive ways and watching as she threw herself back onto her hind legs and prepared to gallop away. "Think about it!" he called mockingly, "What's there to think about" he laughed and a crash of thunder from Storm's storm was heard. Rearing as a streak of lightning flashed through the air he challenged the sky to attack him. Daring it to lower itself to fight at his level. A terrifying scream split through the air as he fell towards the ground once more. His huge hooves hitting the ground with a huge thud, the ground shook beneath his heavy form and it seemed although the very earth was moved from its place. Like that one strike altered the galaxy, for he was Valcon. The devil himself.

Breaking into a gallop his hooves thundered at the beat of the storm, the very clouds seemingly shook under his hooves. He ran at no spectacular speed but his simple facade was breathtaking, his black and white form moved effortlessly along the dead ground, huge fluffy white hooves hitting the grund rythmically. Tossing his heavy head his half cast mane flew out behind him and his tail wasnt far behind. Muscle rippled under his pelt, satans serpants wreathing around his powerful limbs madly trying to escape his pelt covered prision. His powerful neck reached out and was lowered as his huge facade swept over the lands like a ghost. His haunting laugh heard by all.

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Temptress laughed in mirth at the screams of the earth at the demon's movements. She flicked her dial, tresses swinging about her vision. With a dance step she released the tension in her pistons, sendin her flying forward. Her pace matched the two-tones hessians, and nearly out-played him due to her arabian lines. Thick nape arched and she whinnied and circled the demon, her pools flickering hell's flames. Fangs glitter mercilessly in a devilish grin.

Aw, whats the matter? Dissapointed?

[/b] she teased, putting on a pouting facade. Would it make you happy if I gave you an heir? One worth your time... unlike that foolish colt you claim is one of your own.[/b] She grinned devilishly, swinging her hind to pull her to a jolting stop. She had a run in with his arabian herd...the fea's were light hearted and borish. None worth anything to the black one's time. She had enjoyed a game with them for a brief moment, sending them into an uproar and chaos. Once she was entirely amused, she left them to their ways, giving them something to think about.[/center][/color]

[Valcon]

Valcon threw his head madly as the fae circled infront of his and skidded to a halt, hearing her cheeky comments he snorted and his dark eyes narrowed quickly, "How do you know about the runt?" he asked, slowly he pranced around her his eyes scrutinising her form. "You must be one of my Demons" he laughed. Nudging her decently sized shoulder with his large one. He laughed and looked her in the eye, "Im not looking for a heir, Im looking for a Queen to produce me a decent heir" he laughed his hinting was obvious. He would take her for his queen for she was the darkest of souls she had seen in quite a while. He wasnt looking for an insane queen of the dark, for they were unpredictable and though amusing you couldnt rely on them.

This fae, though she had the darkness he needed in a fae, in his eyes she was a female there for she could be wood. She was a female there fore she could be won. The dark shine in her eyes was met with his own and he could see the pits of hell burning in her eyes and he felt at home. For a moment he was calmed, sure he had that gleam of insanity in his eyes that he didnt desire in his Queen. He threw his head and stepped towards her, nuzzling her shoulder he grinned. "Join me.." he repeated, his voice deep and tempting. Bringing his nose to his chest he snorted and grunted, prancing on the spot he tried to make himself as attractive as possible.

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Nay, I am not one of your demons, I am an hellioness. There is a difference. We hellioness are one and only, and we rise above your 'demons'.

[/b] she chuckled, hind swinging her in a dancing piroette. She flipped her dial at his nudge, and her pools flashed in fury. Fangs bare, and a wolf like growl escaped her throat. It was soft but vibrated through the air harshly.

Giant hooves slam to the ground in a disinterested temper. Bod shivers slightly in pent up energy, and muscles ripple up her neck till she shakes her dial free of the unknown pest. Maw sneers at the 'King', her copper pools coolly ignoring his next few words, but she took in the words and stored them in the depths of her mind.

She nipped at his cheek in response to his nuzzle, perhaps a bit harder than nessecary. In a lazy daze, she watched him dance, his fine muscular bod glimmering through as he arched his boa. She yawned boredly, and reached for the ground. But, just before her fangs ripped through the lush grasses, she looked up at him. I suppose there would be harm in being here?[/b] she asked, a devillish grin contrasting her soft colored pools. For that would be the only reason I would stay.[/b] Her agreement to 'join him' was just that phrase. If he didn't get that, his lost. [/center][/color]