He had yet to run into any truly attractive females in the Regime, the only one he had actually met thus far was their leadess Confutatis. Who had her own special aire of attractiveness about her, in a terrifying way that made the sun kissed stallion think of leather, chains, and whips. Which oddly enough, wasn't quite as terrifying as some may think it would be, the idea of the kinkier side of things was slightly interesting. If he were the one holding the whip that was, no way in hell would Cyrus allow a woman to hold any kind of power over him. Especially not in the bedroom.
Shaking his hispanic skull slightly the stallion chuckled to himself, any stallion who allowed a mare to have power like that over him deserved his balls to be chopped off. Pussies was the correct word for those pitiful creatures, snorting softly the golden stallion continued wandering about aimlessly in the lands of his birth. There were still some remnants of the disease that had ransacked the lands just before Cyrus made his presence known once more, the scent of rotting flesh lingered more so in some places than other places and occasionally his daggers would pass over a chunk of what he expected to be horseflesh fallen from one of those wraiths he had heard about. The darkened, delicate skin that stretched between his nares crinkled slightly at the sight of the long dead flesh, but his attention was quickly removed from the disgusting sight when the sound of something crashing off to his right assaulted his forward pricked harks.
"What the fuck?" The stallion mumbled to himself as his path was altered to head in the direction of the disturbance. Moments later his lagoon colored pools settled upon an oddly colored figure, she almost looked like a flame herself as her mane and tail shimmered and shifted in the light much like a wild fire climbing up a tree. Flicking his flaxen tail against his muscular side the stallion couldn't help but allow the multitudes of questions to run through his grey matter, did it hurt to touch her? Would she burn him? Or would she feel cool to the touch, cursed and blessed by some kind of magic?
Whatever it was that had altered her appearance, it worked for her. It was an odd sight to see such a different looking creature, especially one who seemed to be of his species...unless she was one of those filthy hybrids that polluted the earth just like the winged and horned creatures. Either way, he was intrigued by the oddly colored broad, intrigued enough to the point that his unmarked limbs carried him closer to her as an involuntary nicker loosed itself from his smoky kissers, alerting the mare of his presence.
"What's a beautiful creature like you doing out here without someone strong to watch over her?" A smirk crossed over his handsome features as deep baritones rolled easily off of his vocal chords. She would be his if it were the last thing he did, no way he was letting the flaming bitch get away from him....this would go down in his history book forever.



"Speech"
Tagged;; @[Adele]
Words;; Five Hundred and Thirty Five
OOC;; Eee, so excited! But, baby making should wait till spring so they have a better chance of a good healthy foal. I'm sorry he is such a dog