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I saw a dun horse walking along the fresh, growing grass. I loved being out here in the fresh air. I enjoyed how the birds sat on their little perches singing out their spring songs. The sound of it made me happy to the core. The flowers scent fluttered into my nose. I took a deep breath in.

I saw him trotting freely. It was truly loved the forest, and it truly did make a soul feel free. I felt happy for him. I was still deciding if I should go to him and talk to him. I still had to asses if he was bad or good. I saw the bucks fighting for the female. It was interesting to see them fight. Males have always been so competetive. The bucks clashed their heads together, with their horns trying to pierce. It was enjoyable. I felt so happy, and peaceful here. The flowers were growing everywhere.


I didn't even try to hide the fact I was there, as I walked out of the trees, revealing myself. He seemed a little bit hasty, but I still wanted to see his reaction. He seemed decent. Right?







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Oh how Phaedra had changed since she walked through the very glade that Catillatio found himself in. She had come to this land frightened out of her wits - the sort who would run regardless of who came calling. She had come here vowing never to fall in love, yet had foolishly done so. Her green gaze clouded for a moment as she thought of Tolio, but those thoughts were quickly banished. She would never let his weakness influence her again. The only trait she really had retained, were her skills when it came to men. Phae was a natural beauty, even moreso now that she exuded confidence and did not cower before others as she once did. There was a time that Phae flirted with men for protection; so that they would see her as some beautiful thing that was theirs to protect and do with what they pleased. Now, after joining the Grey she didn't feel as though she needed constant protection, but that had never stopped her from flirting.

Today, she was teaching Stella, her companion, how to spy. The small black and white bird sat on her withers, peering around with great interest. Stella, a secretary bird, resembled a crane in many ways, but had the hunting instincts and drive of a bird of prey. Her brilliantly coloured orangey-yellow face surveyed the area, before finally looking back to Phae. She opened her mouth to trill, which Phae deftly indicated not to, with a curt shake of her head. Closing her mouth sulkily, Stella nodded towards where the mare and stallion where, looking inquisitively at the sooty mare. Phae nodded, and silently moved through the glade, towards the two.

As Phae entered, the sunlight filtered off of her sooty palomino coat brilliantly, highliting her odd bird-catcher spots. Her cool green gaze apprised the stallion with great interest, completely ignoring the mare. Phae had a dislike of mares, but at least this one was ground bound, and posed no threat to her. Still, she just appeared to be...standing there. Maybe they had both entered the glade at the same time..? Still, the mare did not seem like she would fit in with The Grey, but the stallion on the other hand...Her green gaze sparkled as she cocked her head flirtatiously towards the large dun stallion. She strode towards him with an almost feline slink, her wavy sandy mane falling in loose curls to her shoulders, neatly covering the large green amulet that she wore. She smelled of cinnamon and lilac - her scent wafting towards him on the light breeze. Halting a few feet away, her green gaze once again washed over him with interest. "Welcome to Helovia" She said demurely, her words light and conversational.

I did my best, it wasn't much.
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you.
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Phae's green gaze watched with interest as the stallion brushed past the other mare, moving forcefully in her direction. She was not surprised, of course, to be the focus of his attention; that was her intention all along. She stood straighter as his approach ended, her hooves perfectly spaced to demonstrate her impeccable heritage; her andalusian lines added length to her lithe frame, while her arabian heritage made her slender and dainty. She did have to look up into the stallion's eyes, for he stood taller than she by several inches. In doing so, she took the opportunity to toss her head ever so slightly as she elevated it, causing her sandy mane to flow in waving curls down to her shoulders. Phae smiled wryly as the stallion spoke of stalking the land and gathering information. Bullshit. she thought, as an amused smiled brushed her lips. Her head tilted skeptically as she waited for him to finish.

For a moment, she was unsure how to proceed. She could simply put him in his place - she was a spy after all, and knew for a fact that he had not be scouring Helovia, at all. Or, she could simply continue to be her vixen-self, and let him think that his facade was working. Perhaps a little of both?

"Have you now?" She asked, slinking forward, her eyes wide with feigned interest. "How interesting that we haven't run in to each other yet." She cooed, her voice flirtatious. Now only about a foot away from him, she pressed herself closer, though not touching his body, just enough to make the primitive emotive part of him aware of her decidedly feminine presence. Passing his flank now, she turned her head to look into his odd green eyes. "For I am a spy for a mercenary group here>" She confided, ever proud to be a part of the Grey. Although the accusation was light, it was unmistakable. He stank of the threshold; he hadn't been anywhere else in Helovia, but if he knew anything about The Grey at all, he should know better than to bullshit one of their spies, especially when it came to spying. As she continued around the back of him, she let her concern with his lies wash off of her; it didn't matter anyway. And if he wanted to play the part of a spy, maybe he would have a place in The Grey, after all. As the flanked his left side now, she extended one of her wings, moving to trail her longest flight feather along the odd markings on his side. The touch would be soft and delicate, strong only enough to illicit a pleasurable sensation. As she did this, she again met his gaze. "A plague you say?" She inquired demurely, trailing her feather along the muscles of his shoulder, in what she intended to be a gesture which would make him feel more masculine. As she finished her circle, standing in front of him again, her gaze glowed with a deep sensual light. "How fascinating."


[OOC: Skipping Orinthia as per the 48 hour rule, and with Loon's permission.]

I did my best, it wasn't much.
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you.
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

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I saw behind Phaedra's flirtatious display. She was pissing me off, with her 'How bull this guy is", I resisted the urge to kick her flirtatious ass. What was this feeling raging within me. Jealousy? And the stallion. He looked at us with acidic green eyes, that seemed to burn holes into our skins, but with my intimidating height, horses didn't really intimidate me. Yes, I was being cautious at first, because I didn't want to get into any fights. Both of them were much lower than me. My towering height gave me an advantage.

The stallion seemed arrogant, and what would I say? The dominating type. So he was scanning the land to take it over. Who did he think he was? The freaking gods? I straightened myself up a little bit, to make an impression before I spoke. "I believe I know what I'm doing", I said, a little bit rudely to the stallion, not wanting to be treated like a foal. "And, you smell of flowers, and spring. You haven't been anywhere else but the threshold", I said looking at him. I didn't give a crap if I was getting myself into deadly trouble. I hated the feeling of being treated as a subordinate. Yes, I was a loner, but as long as I had a sturdy head on my shoulders, I did as I wanted to do. I knew he was speaking to Phaedra, but I rudely butted myself in. What the heck was I doing?

"And what do you mean, by plague?" I said, keeping my cool, but maintaining a firm voice. I started thinking back at the racist female unicorn that was challenging me. They were the real plague. Fury coursed at my veins thinking about her. I shook the thought off, and focused on the present. This stallion, was dangerous, I could see it now. Malice, and domination were present in his eyes. He couldn't take over the Threshold. He had no way of stopping newcomers of coming in. I smiled inwardly, at how naive he really was about Helovia.

I saw Phaedra tracing the stallion's muscles with her wings, and flirting with him. "And anyways, how are you going to take over this land. You and what army?" I calmly said. How unprepared he was.


occ: Sorry for not replying in so long. :) Just really busy!







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[OOC: Skipping Orithinia again...]

Phae regarded the mare with annoyance, but said nothing. She was still an ambassador for the Grey, and would not break her democratic appearance for this irksome mare, who seemed to be simply be repeating what Phae had already said. Still...if she ever met her in a field somewhere when no one was around...Maybe then they could have a little chat. The idea brought a small smile to her lips. Phae was, after all, undefeated in battle. Even if the number of challengers was small...or...well, 1. She had had won her first and only spar. But still, that is technically undefeated.

She listened to the stallion speak, with a dull amusement. He knew common things, and, she was sure, was bluffing when it came to knowing their names. But her interest in him was quickly diminishing. She didn't like stallions who were all talk, and normally her little show of stalking around them, gently touching them, brought some sort of reaction. She had thought maybe he was a player, when he strode towards her earlier, ignoring Orinthia. Now however, he just seemed full of himself. Still think I haven't been doing anything? He asked, to which Phae answered with a silvery laugh, her eyes flirtatiously locking on his. "Sugar, sounds like you've been doing plenty, but I wouldn't say any of it is useful. You haven't learned anything that a foal doesn't already know, and for all the good its done you - You're still standing here in the threshold like some babe, waiting to be taken in." Flicking her tail, she regarded him patiently as he spoke again.

If you'll excuse me, I have an army to build. I don't have time for exchanging pleasantries with a couple of mindless mares.

At this, Phae did fully and genuinely laugh. "You'd lecture me on what a good spy you are and call me mindless? When your intention is to build an army? Have you no idea who I am?" She snorted, and tossed her head, causing her sandy mane to flutter down her neck in beautiful waves, catching the light brilliantly. She drew herself up to her full height, spreading her large tawny wings. Although she was lithe and slender, she was just shy of being taller than average, and exuded confidence and self-assurance. "I am Phaedra, a spy for the mercenary group The Grey. Should you wish to start any sort of anything in Helovia, Tio, you'd do well not to alienate us." Her eyes had narrowed as she spoke, and the flirtatiousness had dulled in her voice, and she spoke with the quick diplomacy that she had heard Phi and Ktu address others in, in the past. Certainly this stallion did not need to align himself with The Grey, one way or the other, but he would be an idiot to immediately alienate them. How would he possibly begin an army, if she had already alerted all of the herd leaders to his presence? He would be outcasted immediately. With so much turmoil in the herds already, someone looking to start something, would not be looked on kindly.

I did my best, it wasn't much.
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you.
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

She nodded her approval as his attitude towards her changed, ignoring the moment of rage which seemed to overcome him. He would be stupid to attack her, even someone new to Helovia would be a fool not to see it. She was not just some mare out of hundreds in a herd; the Grey would be aware if something happened to her, she was almost sure of it. She was not their only spy, and the uncanny way they all showed up when needed, was proof that they would come to her aid, if ever she needed it.

Think about it Phaedra He said, circling her. She was still standing tall - her wings stretched out dramatically as he made his loop. She of course, didn't mind at all having his eyes scrutinizing her - she was a find specimen to behold. She was a natural beauty, with graceful slender limbs, and enough height to make her taller than the average mare, without being bulky and cumbersome. Her coat was a deep sooty tan color, with quaint bird-catcher spotting on her shoulders, and a few around her eyes, like beauty marks. Yet under all of that, a quiet confidence had grown since Ophelia had first taken her into the Grey. Once shy and easily frightened, Phae was now confrontational and bold. I think you would be as beautiful as a Sultana, or a Queen... Phae appreciated the flattery, and, held her head a little higher in recognition of his words. She already was that beautiful. She didn't need a title to tell her that.

What do you say? Will you be my guide? Phae's dazzling green gaze washed over the stallion was he completed his circle, so stand before her. She watched as he strategically placed himself to accent all of his best features - of which there were many. He was handsome, to be sure, other than the weird almost sickly light in his eyes. Those were still slightly unsettling. "As a member of The Grey, I may not align myself with any other group. That being said Tio, I would caution you to those who would toss their allegiances so quickly, at an offer of power. They are the type to do the same to you. As a guide however..." She slunk forward, her femininity washing over her with each delicate step towards him. "Follow me.." She crooned seductively, flicking her tail gently towards his chest as she past, flirtatiously; wafting her sweet scent of cinnamon and lilac towards him.

[OOC: I think they could have fun together! Where would you like to go next?]

I did my best, it wasn't much.
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you.
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah