one more day, one more time [abba]

[PRIVATE] one more day, one more time [abba]

Alleo Posts: 115

Hidden Account atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 4.5

Stallion :: Equine :: 17.3 :: 12 HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE

ali

01-01-2014, 10:34 PM

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Below my soul
I feel an engine
Collapsing as it sees the pain
If I could only shut it out...</style>

She had nodded when he'd asked if she'd run from something and that was what drove the stallion to stand guard and search for what she had been running from. What he didn't understand was why she didn't speak because he knew that she could, they'd had a conversation before on the beach. Was she too scared to speak? There was nothing out there except for more forest. His wet tail flicked and slung water around him as he stepped toward the forest again. He looked prepared for a fight but it was seeming more and more that there was nothing out there to fight other than a boogeyman that probably didn't even exist. But there had to be something that had scared her, right?

Alleo flicked an ear in Rasta's direction when he heard her stomp a hoof on the ground, but his eyes never stopped scanning the treeline. Gradually his gaze lifted and he began to look among the tree branches, thinking that maybe something was up there. He'd seen cougars take down fully grown stallions. All it took was a good vantage point and a well placed bite to the back of the neck to break it and sever the spinal chord. The muscles in his shoulders jumped and twitched at the very idea and he turned his body, continuing to look among the treetops.

Nothing.

Another stomp of her hoof was ignored, but he could hardly ignore her when she grabbed a lock of his mane and tugged on it so that he would face her. Green and blue orbs locked on blue that was less cloudy than he remembered. Less cloudy and more... focused? He stared for a moment before his eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped open slightly. "Can you see me?" He asked in a hushed voice. Could she really see or was he having a dream about a mare he had only met once? No, it had to be a reality because he'd never dreamed about anyone before that hadn't tried to maim him in one way or another.

The stallion stared in shock and confusion, not knowing what else to say. How could someone that was blind suddenly get her sight back? Whatever it was it was a wonderful miracle, but did she have to trade something for it? Slowly, it dawned on Alleo that Rasta still had not said a single word to him. She whickered and whinnied and stomped her hooves and tugged on his mane. He came to the conclusion that she had traded her voice for sight. Which was the lesser of two evils? Being blind or being mute? Had he been faced with a similar choice he probably would have chosen to be mute, too, but it was a shame because he had liked the lilting sound of Rasta's voice.

"You lost your voice." He said, though it had been meant as a question. She began to move, nosing the marking on her side that he had told her before that she'd had and she hadn't believed him. "Your marking.. I told you that you had it." Her head then lifted to the sky and Alleo looked up as she had, but there was nothing up there aside from the songbirds that were still flying from tree to tree. He frowned and looked back at Rasta who was still looking at the sky. "A hawk." He suddenly said. "You were looking for one?" He sounded skeptical of his question and his face took on a shocked look again when Rasta looked at him teary eyed. "Don't cry!" He blurted out, but it was too late and tears were already sliding down her face. Alleo stepped forward and reached toward her to brush away the tears with his muzzle if she would allow it.