The darkness of the secret grove's night was all encompassing. She had not seen her sons in days- they had been mere glimpses and shadows in the edges of her eyesight, haunting the woods as she had taught them. But they did not come when she called, and they did not gaze upon her with the same adoration. She blamed Tajheri, for his endless resistance; Knox for his paternal adoration, and Kipp for his kindness. They were drifting from her one by one- all but the most loyal of her sons.

Wilder had never failed her, nor she him. But she saw the lust in his aging eyes each passing day. His habit of following her around had not gone unnoticed. But she had always found him to be the least charming of her sons- perhaps she could still smell the pirate on him. She remembered him young, his coat bloody from the battle and his eyes awakening to a fresh day. With his mind beaten out of him he had been fresh and ready for the mold- her first experiment.

But she had learned quickly that kind words got her nowhere, even if he had not. She had cared too much for him, treated him with too much affection. And ever since he had waited for it in return, only to live dissatisfied and jealous. Well now he could get his wish. Emerson had needed the extra convincing to stay loyal, but Wilder... Wilder could receive this as a reward. Her false affection for an assurance of loyalty.

Your Character: Mandrake
Gender: Female
Species: Equine
Breed: Irish Draught
Height: 15.3 hh
Color: Steel Dappled Grey
Markings: White Mask
Eye Color: Gray
Health: Perfect
Other: Dark Magic to shapeshift into a jaguar.
Request: Pegasus colt, please <3

Dam of your Character
Gender: Female
Species: Equine
Breed: Irish Draught
Height:15.2
Color: Grey
Markings: None
Health: Suffered from schizophrenia.
Other: Dead

Sire of your Character
Gender: Stallion
Species: Equine
Breed: Irish Draught
Height: 16.2
Color: Black
Markings: Wite sock on right foreleg, white blaze.
Health: Healthy
Other: Dead

Wilder</style>

Just like with any night, he wasn't far from her side. The white shadow never was, except for when explicitly told, or if she managed to slip away without his notice. He knew he was getting older; His body had yet to give under the stress he'd put it through over the years, but he knows. Still though, his loyalty drives him on. There is no room for the weak, and while one day he'll push himself too far, that day has yet to come. It would be the death of him- She would be the death of him. But like a moth to a flame, he was still drawn to her.

The envy and jealousy wasn't exactly something he bothered to hide. The fact that Emerson had sired a foal had ate at him for the entire duration of her pregnancy; the boy should have been his. But he wasn't, yet Wilder couldn't help his resentment. He'd been the first- back when the mare had been little more than a child herself. Witnessed her transformation into what she was now; And yet despite the taboo, the stigma attached to it, he can't resist himself- can't resist her.

So as she leads them to the Secret Grove, his interest is piqued- why she would go there was beyond him, unless she had a suitor waiting there; in which case, Wilder would kill him. A thought tugs at the back of his mind, but the aging stallion rejects it, until she stops moving finally.

He doesn't feel the need to speak, doesn't want to ruin something with a slip of his tongue. He knows he's not exactly the most subtle with words or intentions, and as such, he simply steps towards her, muzzle outstretched, wanting to press against her shoulder. Physical contact with her is brief, and he cherishes each moment, even if he's immediately swatted at with claws.

Your Character:
Gender:Male
Species:Peg
Breed:Arabian
Height:15.1
Color: Grey (black)
Markings: black tear drop markings; black wing tips
Eye Color: Black
Health: None
Other: Crane wings
Request: what Alex said

Dam of your Character
Gender: Female
Species: Peg
Breed:Arabian
Height: 15.0
Color: Bay
Markings:Sock (LF)
Health: N/A
Other: Hawk Wings

Sire of your Character
Gender: Stallion
Species: Peg
Breed:Arabian
Height: 15.3
Color: Grey (black)
Markings:n/a
Health: n/a
Other: Crane wings

Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.</style>