Connecting With the Earth

[adiji]

The ebony mare stepped up to look out to the ocean, trying to see if she could find guidance in her new home. Upon being exiled from her herd, she was left with nowhere to go. This upset her, but then she remembered the ways of her old herd, and she was pleased that she was exiled. No more torture would have to be witnessed by her, and she would never have to be part of it.

Part of her wanted to go back, to help those who were in need, but she knew that if she did, then she would be killed. No, it was out of her hands now, so it was best to leave the situation well alone. There were others that could be helped, and she trusted karma to do it's job. She had seen it's work in the past, and she knew that the pain of the prisoners would be avenged.

Kurenai let the ocean breeze ruffle her mane and allowed it to relax her. She now had to decide what she was going to do. The mare did not feel threatened, so she knew that she had plenty of time to decide. Maybe I should let out a call to see if any others are around...who knows, I may meet someone who has lived here for a long time... she thought to herself, and decided to act upon her own suggestion.

Raising her head high, she let out a loud call, calling for anyone to come and talk to her. Kurenai loved to make friends, and she wanted to start as soon as possible. She listened as the last echoes of her call died out, and continued to stand in the breeze, closing her eyes and just thinking about what her new life would be like, who she would meet, and what adventures she would have.

[D a r w i n.]

absolution;;
i am not afraid to keep on living,
i am not afraid to walk this world alone.

The wind caught the large stallion's pale mane, ruffling the grey hairs playfully, and carrying the loud call of some hidden stranger to his small ears. The Percheron snorted, his dark eyes gleaming as he made his way along the worn dirt track. Having been alone for quite some time, the thought of finding someone to talk to, no, torment, was a pleasurable one. He would have no idea whether this stranger was male or female until he was too close to remain hidden, and so he would not be able to guess how much of a threat this horse could be to him if he tormented them to their breaking point. Still, he was not one for fear - yes, he could feel it, it could grow in his chest like it could in any other horse, but it did not normally dictate his actions. No, the Percheron was the reckless kind of guy - the one who bites first, and considers the consequences after.

The great grey horse did not rush in his movements to find this stranger - all in good time, all in good time - but his walk was a brisk one. At over seventeen hands, the stallion was no miniature pony - he was larger than most, and heavily-built with it. After walking for perhaps a minute or two, the stranger finally came into his view, standing and staring out into the depths of the ocean. It was a mare, a dark-pelted mare, and one that looked remarkably relaxed considering that she was alone. The grey stallion gave a playful buck, kicking his thick hind legs into the air, before breaking into a trot as he approached the mare. He approached from behind, hoping that he would surprise her with his appearance. "Hey, darling." His tone was light and friendly, but laced with some hidden venom, and perhaps a drop of sarcasm. Absolution moved beside her now, and awaited her reaction. Yes, this could make for an interesting conversation indeed.

[adiji]

The wind remained gentle as the Trakehner looked out over the ocean. The waves were calm and peaceful, lapping against the rock side, without a care in the world. If only the lives of living creatures were like that, but no, they had to fight for survival, wheras the waves just came and went, one after the other. She let out a sigh, and was beginning to lose hope of her call being answered.

She was just about to go when she heard the male voice greet her. Kurenai did not often like to be called names such as 'darling', especially if the one addressing her was a complete stranger. She did not build up any conclusions about the ways of this stallion, as it may just be the way he greeted all mares.

Being the polite mare that she was, Kurenai turned to face the stallion. She stood at seventeen hands, but she could see that the stallion was slightly taller than her. This did not bother the mare, she did not feel intimidated.

All she did was smile and nod, showing that she acknowledged his presence. The mare did not want to get too close as she did not know if he was a threat or not, and she did not want to put herself in uneccesary danger. Instead, she remained where she was, and made sure she kept her orbs on the other equine.

Hello there. May I ask your name, sir? she asked. Kurenai always preferred to hear the names of others before she revealed her own. It was one of the habits of her ex-herd that had stuck with her, and it probably always would do. She didn't mind though, in a way, it was a good habit to have.