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03-02-2013, 02:53 PM
It seemed two horses were to fall under the curse of insomnia that night.
Was it only that morning that Vicer had found Alvilda in the Threshold and offered to lead her back to the Pirates? After a brief tour of the Blue, the two had split, but Vicer had been unable to get the bay mare off his mind. Why should he even care about one mare? He and the Diamondbacks had stolen and harassed dozens of them before to spite the herd leaders back home. He had even bred with a few females before, but they had been nothing but one-night stands, a brief meeting on a lonely night with a mare that would not stay with him and did not expect him to stay. Maybe he even had kids, for all he knew. Not that he would ever see them. No, the new Diamondbacks leader had been very precise in explaining what would happen if he strayed onto their territory again.
So he did not think of home very much, anymore. He did not think of his father, who didn't give a damn if his son joined a group of bandits, and he did not think of the Diamondbacks, who had been ready to become a proper herd when he left. What he could not stop thinking of, however, was Alvilda. His feelings for her had come so abruptly they surprised even him, but when he thought about it, he realized he genuinely liked the pegasus. Not as something to tease and annoy, and not as something to be with for a night and then forget about. He actually felt romantic towards her.
In an effort to sort out his emotions, he had decided to go for a midnight stroll. The beach, devoid of it's usual cacophony of seagulls, was now quiet but for the wind and the softly-hissing waves that rolled up the shoreline before falling back, spent. He shook his mane out as he walked, finding the cool night air to be oddly reminiscent of a night in the canyon his previous band had frequented. A figure not too far from him caught his eye, he started as he realized it was the very mare he had been thinking about. Vicer quickened his pace, approaching with his usual grin in place. "Can't sleep, Alvy?" he asked, stopping next to her.
Was it only that morning that Vicer had found Alvilda in the Threshold and offered to lead her back to the Pirates? After a brief tour of the Blue, the two had split, but Vicer had been unable to get the bay mare off his mind. Why should he even care about one mare? He and the Diamondbacks had stolen and harassed dozens of them before to spite the herd leaders back home. He had even bred with a few females before, but they had been nothing but one-night stands, a brief meeting on a lonely night with a mare that would not stay with him and did not expect him to stay. Maybe he even had kids, for all he knew. Not that he would ever see them. No, the new Diamondbacks leader had been very precise in explaining what would happen if he strayed onto their territory again.
So he did not think of home very much, anymore. He did not think of his father, who didn't give a damn if his son joined a group of bandits, and he did not think of the Diamondbacks, who had been ready to become a proper herd when he left. What he could not stop thinking of, however, was Alvilda. His feelings for her had come so abruptly they surprised even him, but when he thought about it, he realized he genuinely liked the pegasus. Not as something to tease and annoy, and not as something to be with for a night and then forget about. He actually felt romantic towards her.
In an effort to sort out his emotions, he had decided to go for a midnight stroll. The beach, devoid of it's usual cacophony of seagulls, was now quiet but for the wind and the softly-hissing waves that rolled up the shoreline before falling back, spent. He shook his mane out as he walked, finding the cool night air to be oddly reminiscent of a night in the canyon his previous band had frequented. A figure not too far from him caught his eye, he started as he realized it was the very mare he had been thinking about. Vicer quickened his pace, approaching with his usual grin in place. "Can't sleep, Alvy?" he asked, stopping next to her.
