The golden Stallion found himself lost in these lands, still not all to sure on where he was going, The world of Helovia held so much more than met the eye. The buckskin stallion seemed content with in the boundaries that made Helovia. Certainly a place to call home, That and the fact he'd made a friend, though perhaps he saw her as more than just that, as he sure as hell was missing her bouncy spirit.
The air was clearer, the closer to the basin he went, the temperature more bearable. His coat may have been thin, to the point of being almost nude, But the heat in the desert was simply too strong this season. He'd been traveling for a while. His coat layered in a sheen of sweat, creating the metallic look his coat lacked. His dapples shone almost white. The sun bleached his black mane to a more coffee in colour. If the boy wasn't already handsome, he sure looked dazzling in the summer air, almost as if he was dressing for better occasions. Having lost his little companionship; that goes by the name of Kahlua. The little stallion had only met her briefly, but almost instantly they became friends. Other's may have seen her as dim witted and stupid, but he just saw her as a large child. She was fun to be around. He needed fun in his life again.
Apodis had taken up on just wondering around. He had not been back to the Throat for sometime, feeling a little bad about that. The longer he left it, the harder he found it to return.
He wasn't even sure what he was doing right now, aimlessly walking,Clearing his head perhaps? Though why was just another unanswerable question. He was confused, unsure. Perhaps Rasta could help him, she always seemed to say the right thing to make him feel better. But yet again his conscience ate away at him for being so traitorous. All those promises, yet everyone broken. What was he to do with himself? Jump of a cliff so he did not cause anymore pain to others. No, that wasn't the solution, he needed to make things right again. Patch up the holes he'd left behind, move on with his life. Maybe even then start looking at making new life himself. After all he was a stallion, he could not ignore that one major factor much longer. The little man needed answers, but where he'd seek such things he did not know. Perhaps he should ask around, find someone that seemed wise with age, that knew this place well, guide him onto the right path. A man on a mission. Well perhaps after he got over this depression.
He looked up towards the retreating sun, just a silhouette stood upon the rolling hills, watching as the lasting light faded into nothingness.


@[Kahlua]
"Talk Talk Talk"

He watched as the golden orb shrunk behind the horizon. The field alight with a fiery passion. The stallion out lined with a golden glow, his dapples shined brightly; the ones facing the sun. The seasons where changing, he could feel it the air. The light faded more frequently as the weeks went by. The cold days would soon be upon them once more. It felt as if it had only just come around and yet it was approaching the doorstep again. A gentle breeze picked up through the hills, gently catching his deep brown tendrils, causing them to dance upon the wind. The atmosphere was calm, the field had a certain serenity about it. But he just felt so out of place. The sound of thundering hooves did not alert the stallion as it should, the boy was not all there, something was bothering him, dreadfully. He should have been alert, but he just stood as still as a statue. being outside his home territory, he needed to watch his back, he was out of the safe area and into the throat of the beasts.
The sound paused, not to far from where he stood, then softer footfalls sounded. The stag could feel the presence of another in rather close proximity. He didn't move a muscle. Eye's stared blatantly ahead, unfocused, blank, a dead emotion. His skin crawled when something brushed over his back, twitching with the sensations running through him. Her voice broke through his revere, her soft girly voice. Something he had missed dearly, but still it did not seem to break through to him. However he moved; be it a little stiffly. reaching out with his nostrils towards her, he 'bumped' nose in a greeting, letting out the breath he did not know he had held in. "Lua" he spoke gently, his voice but almost a whisper, definitely not the usual cheery self he was. The sun caught at his golden eye's, making them glow a fiery orange. A gentle smile pulled hesitantly at his coffee stained lips. It was the least he could give to her, for all that had happened. Just a single smile could be the light of someone else's day. Though this painted mare always seemed to be so happy and bouncy. He hoped she didn't catch upon his depressed state, the stag didn't want to drag others down with him. "what brings you here?" he asked softly, just trying to distract her from him.

@[Kahlua]
"Talk Talk Talk"

The little black and white painted mare was happy to see him. Too happy for good, it just created more pain inside his chest. He should have been happy to see her. He'd missed her yet here he was not showing that at all, while she was bouncing with joy and happiness to see him. Something was definitely wrong with the golden boy. Something deep, resurfacing from his first years of life perhaps.
The lady moon. The way she spoke about it, almost brought a smile to his frown, almost. The way she spoke about the moon, the pure passion she exuberated, the way her eye's sparkled when she spoke about it. He felt something more towards her, Though that feeling was short lived, when the stag found out about her being attacked. If she was trying to make him feel better. She wasn't doing a good job about it. "You were attacked!" He almost choked on his own words. How could anyone in their right mind attack someone so ...innocent and sweet nurtured like kahlua. What was wrong with the world. How could they be so bitter. She was still talking, he smiled inwardly. The mare could talk for hours and he'd happily listen to her sweet sounding voice, so gentle and soothing in an odd way.
The necklace she pointed out, captivated his attention, His golden orbs simply could not stop staring at the amulet, or was it her?
He finally managed to pull his eye's back up to Lua. The mare with the childish mind. He stood quietly, having now forgotten about her attacker. It was in the past, unlike the hurt and betray he was feeling. Mostly on his part. None of this had happened to him, it was self inflicted. Turning his gaze back to the sky, watching as it grew darker as the sun surpassed the horizon. The moon would soon be joining the sky. Its silver light would cast a glow upon the field and the two that stood on the edge. Even with her stood so close to him, he felt empty inside, wishing greatly to feel something again. To actually enjoy the fact she was stood here with him.
He sighed gently, dropping his gaze to the grass covered hill top. He was clearly no good at hiding how he felt for even she knew there was something up with him. "I don't know Lua, I honestly don't" He picked his gaze up to look at her. How could he burden such monstrous troubles upon her. it wasn't right. Though something about her just made him want to talk. To tell her how empty he felt inside. How he felt like a huge part of him was missing, wiped clean from his brain, Just leaving an empty shell.
The breeze whipped up suddenly, blasting a bout of cold air across the field, leaving just as quickly as it arrived. At that he turned to the little lady. His protective instinct kicked in. "Perhaps we should find shelter, the cold night is about ready to settle down" He reached out with his nose, running it gently across her neck, attempting to find a little comfort in doing so.

@[Kahlua]
OOC: sorry if its all over the place ;_;
"Talk Talk Talk"

Yes, she was here, she was safe. And he sure as hell wasn't going to let anyone attack her ever again. Why they always picked on the weak, he didn't understand. Why not pick a fight with someone of the same skill, same strength and speed. Then if you came out the better off, you could flaunt your abilities to fight. Perhaps it was just what he had been taught, It may have been tiresome when he was still so young. But some parts of his past were what made him, Him. They had all been trained to attack only those whom appeared stronger, had weapons, or better yet, escape tools. You simply did not learn from taking the easy path. That just showed weakness, something the Buckskin was doing right now. He was emotionally damaged, sometimes beyond repair, only time and patience could cure him now. Or perhaps his newly found, black and white happy pill.
The mare was always chipper, the stag simply could not stay miserable along side her for much longer. It wore of on him, pretty quickly and a smile came to his coffee stained lips. A hint of the cheery self, he'd once been the first time they had met. The mare was taking every attempt to consolidate him and it was working. She was making him feel whole again. Like he wasn't such a waste, a useless being that had no part in the world. No, she made him feel like he had a meaning. That there truly was that light at the end of the tunnel.
He bumped his shoulder against hers when she moved closer, a gentle action that spoke louder than words. Flashing her a smile, He turned and headed for the dip in the valley. A place the wind would not batter against then so forcibly.
If he found out. If he found out what was bothering him, He could tell her. He gave a sigh of relief. The mare actually wanted to know what it was that was bothering him so much. Was she for real or had he simply fallen asleep without realizing it. Pinch me. He thought with almost a chuckle. Perhaps he could console to her, maybe just this once. Maybe.
“Tell me a story. Something grand. Something brave. Something about you.” This time, the Stag could not hide it any longer and he chuckled softly, turning his head to her, attempting to reach out and 'boop' her on the nose with his own. "Something about me?" he pondered aloud, with a hint of a laugh. They way she spoke, had just amused him out of his little depressed state. If anything, he would not have thought it to be her off all he knew.
The buckskin had been scanning the area as they walked along. Searching for a place to rest, too tell her a story she had requested. He felt like he owed her that much. After all he had not been the most pleasant to be with so far. Apodis had noticed a large boulder hidden within the long grasses, it created a shield from the wind; if they sat the right side of it. The ground too seemed to create a dish like curve behind the rock. It was almost as if it had been carved for the two of them for this moment in time. He'd led her there without so much of a hint, his instincts just took him over. "Perhaps we should get comfortable, Then I shall tell you a story" he gave a slight cheeky smile, a hint of his old self slipping to the surface. Conveniently stopping just beside the boulder. Hairs suddenly dropped to his neck as the wind was now barricaded from dancing within the strands.
He waited for her, waited so she could find a comfortable spot, before he too did the same. Laying down in the long grass, seemed logical to him. They could be here for a while, if the lady wanted a story about him. There was many to tell, So where to begin, that was his challenge.
"Where to begin" he mused as he settled down for a long haul.


OOC: hunngggg all the feels o3o
"Talk Talk Talk"

The golden boy gave her a gentle smile as he lowered himself to the ground. He'd never really told others about his past life or things that he had come across, But the little painted mare just seemed too excited to not hear about his happenings throughout his long life. If she expected him to be that warrior everyone perceived of him, she would be corrected, for not all stories have a happy ending.
Settling himself, so that he could lay down for a while, without becoming uncomfortable. He reached out towards her. "let's start at how I got here first, my journey before Helovia" He shifted slightly, coffee stained nose shot up into the turning sky. Soon to be littered with a thousand tiny balls of fire. Stars.
He dropped his gaze down as he began to speak. "You may know of the mare Rasta. She too is part of the Throat, we both lived in a land called Forma Silvestris. It was a place far like this one. A long distance away on another side of this planet. I was part of her herd, her body guard. But terrible things swept over the lands, I ran." he looked away from her for a brief moment. He was not as brave as he wanted to be. He always ran away when times were just too intense, too afraid of becoming like the one whom trained him to be a robot among many. They were beaten and sent upon quests many never returned from. Apodis was different to the rest, he was too independent to let others train his mind and he fled upon a solo mission, never to return. Now always on the run.
The stag let out a breath, a sigh of sorts. He was not happy with himself. "Anyway, I left her, possibly for dead. Not knowing if I'd ever see my Pale queen again. I was too afraid to stay. I broke a promise, a connection we had. I didn't just become her body guard. I pledged my life to her, to protect her in every way, to even die for her life. But I ran away"
He glanced at her briefly then looked out towards the sky. "I'm not much of the warrior you think of me Kahlua." He used her name in full. Getting to his feet he stood and took a couple steps forward, out into the brisk wind. The sheer, cold temperature of it, was like a slap round the face. But one he took with pride. "Bad things seem to happen to me Kahlua. Look what happened in the meadow. We were attacked. where ever I go, I seem to leave a trail of destruction and death. You should just leave me be. It's not safe." The stag turned only his head back towards her. "I'd rather know you were safe when not with me, than risk your life. I'm a bad luck charm Lua." he dropped his gaze and looked back out across the mountain range. It was that time again. "I have to leave Lua, it's not safe"


OOC: OMG i cant even ;_; i cried :(
"Talk Talk Talk"

The mare was making all too hard for him to tell his story, the way she hugged close to him. It didn't bother him in a bad way, it just made him want to curl up under the stars and lay their silently with her. The way she was with him, made a flutter in his chest. A nose to his neck, caused his eyes to close gently. But he just carried on with his story as best he could.
So when he had gotten to his feet, he had half expected her to follow him. Though what he was not expecting was her to throw herself at him. even if it was just her neck draped over him, it cause his balance to falter sideways. He allowed her to pull him closer, a warmth growing inside of him. If he had intended to push her away, it had indeed done the opposite. I would be dead without you. You didn't endanger me, you saved me. she was right, as much as it pained him to agree. The painted mare was indefinitely correct. If he had not been with her that day, she may have ended up as Unicorn chow. And then he'd never be able to live with himself. But he had put her in danger when he chose to fight the horned one. "That's just a coincidence in few. It may not always be so easy. I just can't risk your life" he couldn't even bare himself to look at her in that moment, Too afraid to show an emotion he hid from hind sight. But as he felt her moving from him, he looked back, into those large blue pools of hers. Such innocence did they glow with, it almost broke his heart in two. "Yes, Rasta is safe, but that does not change the fact I ran from her in the first place. To me a broken promise is like taking a life."
The way she said his name, her voice so soft and gentle, she was even smiling. It broke him apart. If a horse could cry, the guy would have shed a single manly tear, or a many few others at that point. Closing the distance, between them, he flicked his tail gently, letting his silken strands caress her, reaching out towards her with his nose. "I will never not be your friend Lua. I will always he there for you. I just need to take another journey, before I know its safe to be with me. I can't risk them finding you Lua, they will not save your life and it will not be pleasant either" he gently nuzzled her, then walked further up the hill, only to come back with a purple flower gripped within his incisors. He reached out towards her, offering the flower as a token, if she let him, he would place it into her mane, something to remind her of him, this exact night. As much as he wanted to stay, He had to leave. But that wasn't forever. Leaving her forever would be in death only.


"Talk Talk Talk"