+-hang on for the ride of your life

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N A M I

hang on for the ride of your life
it's real wild

Spring had claimed the earth, blanketing everything in such a rich green color. Rich fragrances of flowers and trees clung to the crisp Spring morning air. The aura that veiled the earth was one of life.In a world of such beauty, Nami felt almost out of place. Her mouse dun coat was caked with mud and laced with scars and wounds from various encounters with other equines. Her wildly colored mane stuck out in random tufts with twigs and branches mangled in the mess. She had a tail to match which just almost skimmed the ground. Her neck and legs were drenched in sweat from the previous journey. However, the world around her sang sweet melodies in her ear, welcoming her presence.

The mare took in a deep breath and ventured over to the forest of trees. The sun filtered through the pine needles and danced on Nami's mouse dun coat, her highlights sparkling with the licks of light and even her dark splotches seemed to glisten. Nami held her head quite high - unnecessarily high - and her swiveling ears alert, strutted cautiously forward. The mare lowered her head, with her muzzle just barely skimming the surface of the leave covered ground. Her velvet lips curled back, revealing yellow tinted teeth, directing the scents radiating from the ground to her flaring nostrils. There had been horses here. The question was where were they now? Craning her head back up her inky orbs scanned over the area for anything she must have missed. Bushes rustled with playful rodents and birds fluttering form bush to trees. Taking in a deep breath, Nami's slender rib cage expanded and fell. Her mouth creased open to let out a beckoning call. The desolate lands answered all calls with a scream of silence and the slight echo of her own desperate call. Nami shook her head. Was she really this desperate? Her mane fell to the right side of neck and her sun-bleached fore lock draped over her brown eye - exposing only her sky blue eye.

Nami inched closer towards the water's edge peering out over the small drop-off cliff. Her muzzle dipped into the crystal clear water. There was her reflection, with her piercing gaze . Nami's lips curled back as she glared at herself in the water. "Layola, you're so timid... so cautious." Her words were slightly slurred. "You're sister Jynx would have already been attacking that thing staring at me..." She dropped off from there and took a step into the small stream. Her eyes morphed into slits. "Jynx. Now, now. That was only a compliment my darling." To any random creature speculating, this would have been quite an odd site. But it was almost a ritual with Nami for her two personalities to argue. Nami waded further into the middle of the stream. The gentle flow of water washed away the mixture of sweat and mud on her legs. Her mind idled. Nami's eyes naturally narrowed as her mind wasn't as quick as she'd like it to be.

[Sam]

The dark coated stallion snorted, his main and tail flowing in the wind. He was alone...Just the way he liked it. Black Ice began to trot through the dark forest, smirking lightly. Perhaps there was something to distroy? His mind filtered through the possiblilities. He could kill almost anything anyone threw at him, but most of the time, it was easy stuff. He wanted a challange.

Ice snorted. He was going no where with this bunch of crap. He kicked against a young sappling, breaking it in half easily. (Like big as a crabapple tree kinda thingy.) There was nothing to kill. Perhaps he would just have to settle for some stupid mare. He could smell one near by, and he was craving it...craving the sound of snapping bones, craving the taste of metalic blood. He began to walk silently towards the mare. (THATSYOUYAK)

[! cow]

... this will be interesting xDDD
IMMAREPLYANNG

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N A M I
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hang on for the ride of your life
it's real wild

Suddenly, Nami sensed she was not alone. Her muscles tensed and quivered under her pelt. She remained on guard with her head slightly lowered and center of gravity low, ready to lunge at anything that threatened her life. Nami was far too rash and the scars on her hide told a story of the countless times she reacted on emotions alone. Although she looked like such a delicate little thing, the little lady was quite the power house. It could be she relied on adrenaline alone because her strength did not last long, or she was just naturally strong but tired easily. Anyway, she was quick to kill anything life threatening. Nami's ears swiveled, listening for any little thing. She relied on her powerful sense of hearing and smell. Her sight could not be depended on. She could only see half the world; that's half the world too great of a risk to rely only on sight. Through the years she had trained her sense of smelling and hearing to it's sharpest. The mare could hear the scurrying of a mouse across the forest floor miles away. For her sense of smell; she could smell the fear sweating through the pores of her next victims. "Keep on your toes Layola..." Nami mumbled quietly to herself, "I sense we have company." The mare's lips pulled back into a wicked grin. It had been awhile since her last kill, and killing never ceased to be anything but pure joy.

It wasn't long until the scent of a stallion of her kind drifted along the wind and laced her black velvet nostrils. Nami's eyes closed. The scent was so sweet, almost tangible. Her eyes flashed open and her head spun quickly behind her. Company had arrived. Again, Nami's eyes closed; sight was too distracting and deceiving. For now, Nami only relied on her two senses she treasured most. Nami could hear every little sound. The sound of the stallion stalking, his muscles tensing, his breathing. Nami turned her head into the general direction of the noises. Nami began to shift her weight un-easily, ready to attack. "Easy now Jynx... shhh shhh. You will have your chance. You will have your chance." Nami hissed under her breath, dragging out each word. She took ginger steps out of the stream and into the open field of grass. Based on her hearing, the stallion was here.

Nami's head whipped around. The soft breeze blew gently and tugged at Nami's mangled mane and tail. Her brown eye focused on the dark hide of the brute. The same wicked grin from earlier creased her muzzle as she spun around and strutted forward with deadly purpose. Her little march was stopped short. Nami failed to predict how close the stallion actually was, she stopped just inches from his face. Oh well, that's just how she liked it; confrontational and in your face. Nami masked the smug look marking her face with a more serious, flawless facade. Nami held the stallion's gaze, trying to pull out anything - fear, rash boldness, timidness - out of them. But Nami could not quite read him, which only frustrated her. She kept the frustration hidden behind that deceiving mask of hers.

OKAY I RUSHED IT NEAR THE END, I HAVE TO GO REAL QUICK
IM GETTING LUNCH AND RUNNING
my dad's time... WHATEVER BYE BRB xD

[Sam]

Ice snorted as the mare was just a mere seven inches away from his face. He closed the gap, and almost touched her. He whispered, in an almost Seducive way. "You've never had a nightmare yet," He smirked, and then, with all his might, he rammed his head into the mare's infront of him.

Yeah, it hurt him too, but he was still alright, barely damaged at all. Maybe this mare would fight back, unlike most of te others he had killed.

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A snicker escaped her velvet lips as the stallion closed the gap between them. She was liking this already. She held her breath as the dark brute whispered acidic words. Cute. But it wasn't enough to phase her. A smirk pulled at her lips. And suddenly, in one quick motion their heads butted. She shook it off, and let a little innocent grin slip across her lips. Her mouth burned for the taste of blood. The boy had no idea what he had gotten himself into. She sauntered around him, circling him, pressing her hide against his, rubbing off her tantalizing scent. Her plan, was to shake the boy up, let him pull all the attacks until he tired, then finished him off. But plans never went according to plan...

[Sam]

Ice snorted as the mare rubbed against him. He wouldn't fall for it. No. Not ever again. He kicked out at her once she had gotten near her rump. This mare was going down, no matter how hard it would take. He turned, and snorted. He held every ounce of his being back to not kill this mare, to listen to her scream in pain and beg for mercey. He gave all his victims a fighting chance. He was that nice. He pawed the ground once more, and lowered his head. His ears where pinned back against his well chisled head.