The First Two

[..:Little White Rose:..]

Fimely built radars were pushed forwards to greet Forgotten's and Azur's symphany. And there was reason for a greeting. There was acceptance and willingness written plainly across the dove's visage.
You are most definatley wished to acompany us Azur.
Rose did not squeal nor start at the slight push to her hind. The hueless mare was pure, unsinned...virgin. And so she had no reason to fear or anticapate the touch of a stallion at her hind. Yes, she had wondered when and whom and what this would be like....but those thoughts would be entertained another day, another time.
For it was now that she was to experience the new place that she could call home. Rose put a lone fore limb forth, to begin her momentim forwards. She turned her ivory crown so the playfull glimmer in her opticals could be noticed by Auzr before she began the journey.

[Apology//Azur]

Ebony crown was shaken lightly giving the brute clear vision, for a limited time most likely. A hint of a smile played at his labrums at Roses reaction to his nudge, or lack of it, seemed she didn't think ill of him then. Good.
Snorting sharply only a slight nod confirmed the fact that he was coming, fore limb moving after Roses. He wasn't impatient, not by any means but there was only a certain amount of time he could stand still before the urge to do something overcame him completely, however pleasant the company may be. Azurs thoughts continued in a similar manner, he would have usually gone ahead, motioning for the vixens to follow. He hadn't, why was that? Did it have something to do with these two particular doves or was he simply in a good mood? Either way it was nice to let another take charge, albeit for a little while. Azur very much doubted he could suppress his natural dominance, acquired not only through leadership but through simply being a stallion, for too long. He snorted and looked at each vixen a second limb moving, dragging him forwards, best make the most of this 'good mood'.

[*BluEyes*]

Her smooth stride broke, her personality showing clearly. She was fun-loving, and one could tell if they looked at her ashen hide galloping carelessly across the sodden earth. Her harks swiveled to the increasing distance behind her, waiting for hoofbeats to follow, if there were any. Her feelings had been corrupted, her soul simmering with envy. How perfect, Rose and Promise were together, like twins, almost. Too much of a good thing was possible, although it was not Rose she was angered at, nor Azur. She was relentless with her four-beat pace, her orbs rolling to the heavans.

[..:Little White Rose:..]

Shining optics saw the femme fatale pick up motion and folowed her lead. Rose was not one to lead-it was instead her postition to follow. As she showed presently.
Her hueless form matched perfectly to Promise's her danity platters pounding relentlessly on the well troddened Mother Earth. Rose paid no head to Azur as his masculin personna momentarily slipped her mind. Her long tresses flowed from her rear. They made an optical illusion of a continuation of the white, lithe form.
Slow down speedy!
Her vocals quivered with excitment of the run. It was not too fast for the quick footed Arab, but Promise had ran off so unexpectantly. Radars weer pushed forwards, more for the pleasure of hearing the wind whisper through her forelock than to inspect the bewitching scenery. Her blood ran quickly thrrough her frame supplying her wiry muscles with much needed nutrients.
ooc- I don't know much about blood flow so plz excuse if itas wrong!

[*BluEyes*]

((Nah! You're right, its ok. But im not a teacher or anything, so im not going to try to teach. But you are right.))

Her nape turned for a miniscule portion of a second, then back to the path ahead. It was curved like the collosal, writhing visage of a great serpant. Her bodice bent, her balance equal and footing stable. She raced ahead again, her speed increasing as she got to the flat, straight ground. Mind was clear, thoughts of only the pace her bod was fleeing across the earth, her pillars reaching farther and farther from their joints to which they were attached to herself, grasping, yearning for more ground. Ashen tassels bounced around her boa, her banner streaming colorlessly behind her.

[..:Little White Rose:..]

[ooc]good!
By the hueless blur that was Rose's speeding friend, Rose decided that it was to explore these new and forgien lands not to trample them. Ashen tinted hooves slowed dramatically and within seconds the attractive dove had come to a stand still. Her heavenly colored frame was held with excitment that still lingered from her excertion, and the numbing sensation of adrenalin still prickle at her skin.
Sculpted crown turned to find the ebon painted stud that had invited her and Prmise here. A slow smile shyly crept o her kissers. The giant desert bred stag could make the lovely femme fatale do anything for him. The attracion was that great.

[Apology//Azur]

ooc--> eek.. I got a feeling this is going to be a rotten post

A frown momentarily graced the ebony features at Promises unexpected take off but it soon passed, he could catch her up easily if he should be needed. As the second dove followed Azur dipped his crown slightly, optics scanning the path ahead as if seeking something, though there was nothing but Rose there..
Pillars were thrown into action quickly as the bronc lost sight of both the nymphs, it was instinct to protect the mares of his herd, especially from low-lifes such as Aros or Soleil, he would have neither dove stolen ans so he would do well to know where they were. Pace increased slightly over the flat land, the mud below being disturbed by his large titaniums, already churned slightly by the passing of the two femmes.

Thoughts abandoned the mascu as the thrill of the exertion took over, thorns taking in not only the sounds of the land but waiting for the sound of hoof beats which would inevitably come. Appendages were forced to slow, dragging the monarch back to a brisk two-beat as the snowy form of Rose came into view. As the distance between the pair decreased the smile which Rose wore was visible to Azur. Finely chiseled dial was pulled in slightly as pools glanced over the doves petite chassis, his own ebony mass moving forward with the placements of flints on the soft earth. Allowing his gaze to leave her for a moment he guessed Promise had chosen to go on at a quicker pace, he was conscious of the fact she wasn't in sight and therefore he knew not her exact location but Rose's sudden slowing and enchanting smile had caught his attention, for the moment at least, thorns absorbing the sounds of the land and perhaps waiting for a sound from the maiden..

[..:Little White Rose:..]

[ooc]whatever!!! Apology your posts are always great. Just take a look at the one right before and after yours !!! [ooc done]

The pair of ebon optics watched as Azur lessened the distance between Rose and him. She stood motionless only briefly. Her ivory topped crown and white banner flagging actively in the prevailing winds. Rose was truly grateful that this great ebonite stud had invited her into these splendid lands. At this her attractive facade turned to investigate Promise.


The other mare that mirrored Rose's petite hueless image was quick on her feet noted Rose. The dove had raced onwards and now Rose felt longing to follow. The delight of speed was thrilling for the conservative Rose. It was easy to recall speed in her past, neither in the same quantity nor for pure enjoyment of the action.


Speed was usually used for quick escape from threat or short jubilant exertions. But racing alongside a feminine that possessed swiftness as Promise's was more than Rose had ever experienced.

[Apology//Azur]

ooc--> thanks lol. What happened to the activity here? It seems to be dying..

bic-->

A slight incline in the position of the stags dial was the only movement he made before taking a few quick, light steps forwards. Snorting he looked once more at the maiden ahead before allowing his sinewy appendages to take him down the path agian, speed increasing as titaniums sought to devour more land. Harks took in the sounds which the lands were constantly throwing out, and listening for hoofbeats from either dove.

He wasn't concerned about Promise but her take off had been so unexpected.. he shook his poll, she'd be fine, as was Rose, just taking advantage of the lands..

[*BluEyes*]

Thoughts ran solemnly through her mind, although they weren't harsh, they were firm. She had never known competition or jealousy, but felt it now. She knew not what it was, but that it was not good, and a bad omen to have come upon her. She raced still, yearning to be alone. Harm and hatred, she swore, would not come between the two. It was clear the brute adored Rose far more than she, but how she loathed it! Flints reached for more ground, quickly taking her away from view, farther then they could track her for a while.

((sry for being so late on the posts, ive been majorly busy with school))