She wasn't able to help but smile. New place, new start. The wind was hitting hard, and some tiny little voice in her head was saying "Yes Adri, this is comfortable. Keep yourself here." Sunlight was peaking through the trees, hitting her white back with a burning feeling as it heated up her skin. A scowl spread across her face, blue eyes looking dead at the Sun through the canopy of tree branches. It was hot here, here that was for sure. Something in her heart, if you considered the dead pit of hatred in her chest a heart, longed for the cool relief of the night. The trees grew upwards toward the sky, dwarfing her in their wake. They blocked out what they could of the Sun, allowing some type of relief. Birds of the season moved throughout them, but as she caught them, they quickly left her view. It seemed they cared as much of her as she did of them.
A breeze struck her, black mane and tail moving with it. A knot in her tail slapped her leg as the breeze dissipated, and was quickly answered with a frown. It showed up as a lump in the black mass, and as much as she tried, that wasn't going to come out. She looked over her pelt, making sure her white coat was still clean. It passed inspection as she knew it would, the black spots only on her face, front legs, and upper neck having not to be needed to be checked. Dirt never showed up on them for reasons.
Further ahead she found a place where she would take a chance to sit back and relax, maybe come across another soul as she guessed others came here for. Or was it just the fact that it was the gateway to come to this place before you went anywhere else? Having mind set on one thing she wanted to get done, she collected her gait up to a trot, making her body sway with each stride.
Within her mind, she saw herself as a graceful creature, not a mix of different anything just happened to be within her family. Small strands of what might be called light feathering hung as thin white lace over over her black hooves. Grass rubbed up against them, creating a small breeze to her feet. At the moment of her abrupt stop, stop a quick glance around made sure she wasn't going to be disturbed. In a moment of relief, she let a sigh escape her lips. Calm fell over her like a soothing blanket, causing her to let her muscles relax. Her pale blue eyes kept open, making sure none came upon her. She still had her spite, and commonly used it as a weapon. She had armed herself, and what came upon should be aware she was something to fear.

I walked through the forest I now know as the Threshold. I remember how intrigue I was arriving the first day here. It was such a magnificent place, with so many diverse trees and plants. Like the deep forests I used to live in. I smiled. It was such a beautiful day, but the only difference, was that it was slightly a bit windier than I had remembered it to be. Despite the wind, it was still very hot. The filtering sunlight burned my white back, but it didn't really matter to me. I embraced the warmth the sun was granting me, and I happily continued my walk down in the forest. I witnessed some more birds chirping and flying about, as I bent down to see to these exotic flowers. I saw violets, blues, and white colors spotting the forest floor, as I touched my nose to them. I was always very intrigued by nature.

The suns light soon started getting blocked as I walked deeper into the first. I didn't mind though, for I was accustomed to dark forests. My mind drifted back to the spectacular forest I used to inhabit. Such a deep green color, like my forest green eyes. I suddenly heard hooves trotting somewhere in the forest. A pang of shyness hit me. Who is it? I slowly, and quietly started approaching to where I heard the sound of hooves. A few branches got in my way, and I moved them with my golden horn. Further away from me, I heard a calmed sigh. Assessing the noise, it didn't sound masculine, but very feminine. As much as I respected mares, and knew that a lot of them were much stronger than males, I felt a little bit safer and assured.but if this female were to attack, I would rightfully defend myself, even if it meant I had to use my horn. My silky, golden mane bounced perfectly into place as I approached a white mare with an ebony mane and tail. She was quite the beauty, and very graceful looking, with some feathering, and ebony hooves, that seemed to match the color of her mane. The rest of her seemed to be pure white, and she had striking pale blue eyes.

Gathering up some more courage, I approached her in a friendly way, with a smile plastered upon my maw. "Hello there m'lady", I said smiling even bigger. I wanted her to feel the impression that I was peaceful and intended to avoid fights. "It is quite a hot, beautiful day", I said. I wasn't the best at starting conversations so I felt quite awckward. "My name is Faelon, and your name is?" I questioned her with shy, but curious eyes.


Occ: Just a suggestion, but you should update your profile and fill in history, personality and looks. ^^

She'd heard the sounds of movement before she heard the voice. Hearing them before hand her mind kicked into jump start, and the fuse of her anger towards any poor creature that came across her path lit itself up into an inferno. Any emotion in those pale blue eyes of hers went hard and was locked off. Muscles automatically tensed up right as she saw him.
Now, it wasn't every day that she saw one of 'another species'. Her past home she fled kept what was of them away as if a smear of blood on white silk. But what she saw caught her attention fast, almost as fast as if she saw a demon again. Unicorns.
This one was like what you would expect when you saw one. Glistening white coat, handsome eyes, and a long full mane and tail. Not to mention the horn mounted to his forehead. His voice even carried out some type of elegance. She cleared out her throat; here came the mare' s hatred.
"Do all unicorns have to follow the stereo type? You look as if you came out of a tale told to a foal. But Faelon, if you must know what name my parents blessed me with, it's Adrixaura. If you mess up on saying it just once, may you forever feel my hatred on your soul."
Her words were stone cold. She never accepted the company of anyone. She had her only friend, a bird, only for him to die on her passage over. A glint in her eyes came forth as a devil's smile came across her face. "Why have you approached me in my time of relaxation?"
Something was spreading her chest, that black heart of working to figure what she was to with something like this. Mutt was the word that kept passing through her mind as she stared upon him. This horse was of something of her scale in looks. Though they had the looks, it was clear they lacked personality of herself. Tenancy to insult all came upon as she stared. Lifting her head up and raising her tail in what Arabian bloodline she had inherited from her granddam, she made herself look elegant. Being looked down upon one like this wasn't something was just about to accept.
OOC: I'm working on that. You'll have to excuse her bitchness. She has always been like her step father. And sorry it's not my total best.

"Words were another sword for the man who wielded them well." Ok,so I know I said before I would stop picking up those from the entering place of Helovia but this looked interesting . A older stallion,that was the perfect creamy white color, and a younger female, with quiet nice leopard markings on her face and neck and a few scattered on her legs. "Do all unicorns have to follow the stereo type? You look as if you came out of a tale told to a foal. But Faelon, if you must know what name my parents blessed me with, it's Adrixaura. If you mess up on saying it just once, may you forever feel my hatred on your soul. Why have you approached me in my time of relaxation?" I see the devilish smile whip across her spotted face and I decide it was time for her to maybe have a quick lesson. In all my beauty I walk out of the shadows with perfect footing and end up next to the stallion,confronting the mare. "Ignita. Assassin leader," My voice tells how proud I am of myself. This are was younger then me and although the stallion was older I had the upper hand here. I was tallest here,well with the mare,but don't forget I was also older then here. "Perhaps you could introduce yourself again please?" There is a kind edge to my words,as well as a warning in them. I would judge her as a possible Assassin once I got a replay. What about this stallion though? He had a well muscled build and seemed somewhat kinder then this girl. Perhaps he would be interested? "Talk talk talk". [Hope you don't mind her jumping in:) ]

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I was wide eyed when the mare tensed up before me. I was slightly feeling nervous, and I was starting to hope she wouldn't provoke any type of fight. She was a pretty thing, and I wouldn't want to hurt her. When she spoke to me, I saw hatred burning in her eyes, and I just admired her precious beauty. Why is it that the most handsome have to be so hateful. She glared at me with her orbs, but I didn't return that glare. She had no idea how other unicorns were. If she spoke to the racist ones with this attitude, for sure she would get a horn tearing through her hide. "I am no unicorn stereotype, but you must know that if any other racist unicorn found you, you would most likely be dead by now", I said. No hatred was in my voice, but only concern for the fiery lady. I wasn't afraid of her, nor angry, but just neutral. My purpose was to be peaceful.

Adrixaura. What a nice name. "You have a lovely name, m'lady. I didn't mean to disturb your time of peace. You just seemed lonely, and I wanted to see if you wanted a friend", I offered. I could tell she didn't like me, nor unicorns, but I was willing to give a shot at trying to be her friend. Suddenly another feminine voice rang out through the clearing. I saw a beautiful mare approach, and I looked at her. Hopefully she wasn't like this one. When she spoke, she sounded quite confident, and spoke with a certain pride. I smiled, admiring the fact she would stand up to the other fae. "I am Faelon, m'lady", I said bowing my head and smiling at her. She didn't seem rude, unlike the other elegant one. My andalusian hair fell down my shoulders again, as I awaited the mare's replies.

occ: Sorry for not replying in so long... super busy :3 And woah, Adrixaura is rude. ;) I like her character X3 so mean.

"Words were another sword for the man who wielded them well." "I am Faelon, m'lady." I nod in return to his bow to me. "Greetings Faelon." I cast a eye over the stallion, taking in his Arabian features but my interest in him is quickly stole away by the mare. My eyes narrow at the mare's words. "It's Adrixaura. Get it right the first time around or feel my hatred. I'm not going to repeat myself again." I arch my neck in a threatening way, my ears flicked back. "So, am I the new magnet for your species? I'm not surprised, though it would be nice to not be surrounded by horses with branches mounted to their foreheads." So this is what sort of mare she was 'ey? Well, the young mare was going to have to learn a thing or two. I wield my horn which glints dangerously. I am it directly at her face. "Watch your words girl, I am not a Assassin for no reason you know." I take a dangerous step towards her, my dark blue eyes full of fire. This mare so far was not on my good list, however, the stallion was more to my liking. He seemed kind, Assassin potential? Maybe. At this moment in time though it was the mare I was interested in and if this meeting went the way I didn't want it to go then I would have to meet up with him again. "Talk talk talk".

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My usually peaceful self was getting full of her crap. She was getting on my nerves, and for some reason my patience was being wasted on her, contrary to my normal self. I still managed to pose my calm demeanor. "I was just showing you the utter respect that females deserve", I said. "In any way I do not think males are stronger than females so don't get the wrong idea", I said blandly. My eyes were more stern now, my voice steady, but emotionless. "You might get friends if you didn't push everyone you meet away", I continued. I wasn't going to lecture her. It was better to ignore the aggressive ones. I had no business in getting into a fight. I then ignored the lass, and her last rude comment. I was the peaceful type, but she was so foolish. Any other racist unicorn would have killed her right here. She would have been dead because of her sharp tongue.

I nodded my head in respect towards the other mare. I saw her take a step towards the mare, with a fire in her eyes. I was keeping my emotions under control too. There was something of this lady that really made me want to fight. What is wrong with you? I thought to myself angrily. "You would be dead right now if you were in the hands of a racist unicorn", I warned her.

Adrixaura Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, Life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly She quickly took note of their current actions. Heighted aggression and anger. Right as they began to make their moves, especially the mare, she gave a step forward. Their anger was going to become her thing, and right as one front leg touched ground, she left the other one behind, keeping her other legs behind. Almost in a way that could be seen of one showing off. "Now now, let's not get the fights going yet. Its not fight when I'm the only one of my species. As of you, speaking of your 'assassin' rank, you have no need to put up your little scene and make us watch your play. I've seen worse than assassins before any of you came along." A devil's smile swept across her face like the wind, feeling the tension rise. Something was bound to happen, and she was bound to make the spark to the gasoline soaked bonfire. There was something about that mare that was going to make it worse here. Having her there set a flame in the spotted mare's black chest. Those pale blue eyes gave away a dark feeling, one that she had been so fully aware of in the past. If this mare was one to stick around for a while, there was going to be trouble. Ignita, her name apparently, had taken to her bad side. A growl errupted from somewhere deep in her throat as she took another step toward the other mare. The spark hit the gasoline, and she felt her anger rage. Something inside reminded her to hold back her anger, to watch what she was about to say, only to be pushed out of the way by her growing anger. "Now, Miss Ignita, is that it? You're getting on my nerves as it plainly goes. No one wants to know that you're an assassin just because you came upon them. You got a problem with me, saying it now." The spark lit itself up into a roaring flame within her chest. Anymore of the mare and she'd be ready to fight. But wasn't the reason she came here to escape the others? A glance at Faelon reminded her that she hadn't lounged at the stallion as much as she had at the mare, and suddenly felt that he had no reason to be angry at her. The smile that had once been painted across her face with a devil's way now had turned itself to the scowl she placed upon her face maybe once to many. Her pale eyes gave the stallion a look, trying to take a softer look to them through the hard glaze she had put over them. There wasn't a way of verbally apologizing to him as he had been polite at first. As fast as she let the softness glaze her eyes for a moment came, she put the hard glaze back on. Having Ignita see it would only fuel the flame. "blah blah blah." OOC: Oh my god guys, I'm so sorry for be slow with replies. I just got a nice new laptop and now I can post easier. ^^