Hearing the trees moan under the force of a hard wind pushing them made the paint shiver knowing that rain would soon start to fall. The rain had been on again off again for the past days of his travels they came quickly to drench anyone caught by them then left as fast as they came. To avoid being cold the stud ran hoping to vainly out run mother nature of course this was a losing battle, but can’t blame him for trying. Cutting a corner sharply the stallion slide on sleek ground turned to mud by prior days rain, and fell hard on his side staining his white parts on the [/size][/font] coat black. While leaving the stud’s other side of his body clean laying there the horse moaned wanting to just be done with it all
bring what you will (lee and who ever else )
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07-13-2013, 04:40 PM
Castiel trotted briskly through a forest setting finding himself in a interesting land, but rather than being caught up in fascination the stud found his mind stuck on the dream he had. In it his parents came to say "move on son it was no your fault our death was not by any of your doings. Get your mind back in order for there still are those in need of a loving heart just as your. We love you son" After the message was received the paint quickly came back from a period of insanity. Ever since then the horse sought out a home a new life to start maybe a herd was where he belonged, but then again this guy never liked crowds. Pushing these matters aside the paint moved steadily foreword wondering what all his future was to hold. Maybe there would be a family a loving mare to hold at night when it got cold and lonely
Hearing the trees moan under the force of a hard wind pushing them made the paint shiver knowing that rain would soon start to fall. The rain had been on again off again for the past days of his travels they came quickly to drench anyone caught by them then left as fast as they came. To avoid being cold the stud ran hoping to vainly out run mother nature of course this was a losing battle, but can’t blame him for trying. Cutting a corner sharply the stallion slide on sleek ground turned to mud by prior days rain, and fell hard on his side staining his white parts on the [/size][/font] coat black. While leaving the stud’s other side of his body clean laying there the horse moaned wanting to just be done with it all
07-13-2013, 05:07 PM
07-13-2013, 05:59 PM
Castiel watched the sky flutter by like a movie on a fine screen, but all that flicked through on its movie reel was nothing other than black or grey masses. The air was rigid and sharp with cold making it a bloody dagger crafted by nature herself out of ice. Winter was upon the lands and it did not hold back being unrelentingly forceful near enough to freeze bone to a shattering point. So when the painted stallion slipped it hurt all the more, but his body told a story of enduring worse it still held scars from an attempted murder. His flesh may have healed from such an attack, but as far as psyche went well it was mending becoming stronger in its own time frame. Thoughts ran through his mind as the paints skin shuddered from the cold “If I were to freeze to death would the world truly lose something valuable” so that played into why the stud wouldn’t pick himself up. After awhile of getting kicked down by life who could blame him for wanting to just lie down and take that final nap? I tell you none could for everyone had breaking points endurance didn’t last forever sooner or later living on a pray got old.
A sigh escaped the stud’s lips as the rain hard from cold slapped him on the cheek, but it wasn’t in a painful way. The slap was like that of a loving parent telling you to snap out of it and frankly get yourself together. Soon after a mare of his kind with a horn and a thick black coat came galloping up she seemed nice enough the lady poked him with her horn. Getting in response a snort combined with a slight laugh, it was one of his inconvenient tickles spots. The stallion slowly got and held his head shyly in shame saying kindly “ Sorry to be so….” Looks at his coat covered in a mix of snow and mud giving a frown returning his head to a low position “unfit for any company my name is Castiel and thank you, but its not like I have much left to live for what good am I? I tell you I am nothing…nothing” shivers from a nip of the cold “ you must think me rather pathetic”
07-13-2013, 08:26 PM
07-13-2013, 08:52 PM
The lady seemed to the stallion nothing, but a sweet heart that spoke kindly and moved with purpose her words weren't laced with some other intent. So it was easy to let his guard down, however he relaxed slightly not wanting to be so naïve to trust so quickly. “You do?....I needed to hear that…..it helps” he lifted up his head and looked into her eyes smiling because the horse could not find anything wicked in them. Another laugh also came out at another poke then responded “ Its also a tickle spot for me” he looked her over more and more trying to see if her body said much of a tale, but that search yielded nothing. “Scars....they do tell a story, but….they are also a painful reminder”. At that he looked at his scars his mothers scream ringed in the ears making them pin down for a brief second in an attempt to drone out the sound. “Me brilliant you flatter me no just another soul as any…thanks for your kindness its much appreciated your rather the same brilliant” at her next offer the stallion was a little side blinded and shocked, but also scared to go with the black mare for crowds he was terrified of at the moment. So gulping the stud watched her walk a few steps and slowly went up to the mare’s side “ Yes I will……just….just don’t let them…..touch me” nudging her gently “ thank you for taking me in”
07-13-2013, 09:24 PM
07-13-2013, 09:45 PM
Castiel was worried about being too rough around the edges, but his natural soft nature didn’t allow the horror dealt to the painted horse to ruin his soft heart. Occasionally there would flicker something into the mare’s eyes a painful memory from the past lurked in them. It however quickly faded as the stud laughed, which was indeed light in tone offering warmth in it to all who would care to listen to it or take the time to make it happen. “Oh I will find yours eventually….beautiful” In a second the horse forgot all his worries and cares the black lady made them disappear for a brief time, though this remedy was a quick fix like someone pops in an aspirin so the girl had the same affect. In time Gem if this relationship would be able to grow will become more effective in happiness for the stallion. It was amazing to him how quickly she was able to calm him when the scream filled his head “ I feel better” nudging her in return. “You wouldn’t have been able to get me to move by forceful means and I know your being honest when you say they won’t hurt me. There is genuine care in your tone Gem…do you mind if I call you gem or should I say joker” he followed amazed at the green orbs lighting their way “How did you do that?? It’s very impressive lady” he got playful back
07-14-2013, 05:15 PM
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