The forest was silent besides the ruffling of leaves falling to the solid ground below. The wind was becoming more and more chilly everyday. Sending many creatures into hiding among the thicket or nesting in the trees, trying to find any sort of warmth. Suddenly the branches began to wave roughly, a few broke and came crushing down. The nesting birds screamed out their calls of alarm which was cut off by a loud snort. Blazing Heart landed on the forest floor with a thump. She stretched out her large wings one last time before folding them tightly against her solid frame. Her brow arched as she looked questionable around the new territory. Nostrils flare as she took in the many different aromas of other equines. Some normal horses but others were of her breed. oh goody thought the wrench. Blazing Heart was not a huge fan of anybody but she never meet a Pegasus that she liked. They all thought to highly of themselves. So we can fly, who cares? Many things have that ability. Shaking her head, as if clearing the thought from her brain, she ambled on through the timbers.

The sky was clear, for now at least. Every night seemed to bring rain, which was fine by her. Blazing Heart was quite fond of storms. She loved cruising the skies at that time. Every stroke of her powerful wings brought her closer to danger. It was a thrill to fly against lightening and thunder. Perhaps tonight she will dance with the storm once more. Blazing Heart snatched a few blades of grass as she continued down a small trail left months ago by another. Her orbs looking straight ahead, never bothering to glance back. She parted her lippers, sending out deep nicker. She wasn't quite sure if she was wanting to join a herd. She loathed many but life alone was starting to get boring. She could only amuse herself for so long. It was time for a change, bad or good.

She took in a deep breath and halted. Grunting as she gave each hoof a shake, trying to get rid of the sticky glue like mud that formed. Rain was great and all but she could do without the mess it caused. The sun above disappeared behind a grey cloud causing the forest to become dark. The shadows from every tree bounced off each other making her surroundings look quite sinister. ahh this is more like it she thought. She sent another call out. Ears pricked, trying to catch a response. Perhaps this was a bad idea. She did fancy the life of a loner but every day was the same. Nothing new or special ever happened. The mare sat in silences. Deep in her own thoughts. What to do what to do.

C O R M A C Cormac was back and in full form as he trotted through the forest, he large sooty bay frame weaving in and out of the trees as the wind whipped his mane and tail into a frenzy. Snorting, the pirate looked up at the cloud covered sky and a grin pulled at his kissers. Nothing like a good storm to make your day a little more interesting. With his hearing back, the stallion flicked his harks around, hoping to find a newcomer that he could maybe talk into joining the pirates. Every day they became stronger and soon they'll have enough force to take over one of the herd lands for their own. A deep throated nicker of a mare caught the studs attention, and he swung his head around to head towards it. As he moved closer a light rain started to fall onto his scarred pelt, but he paid it little attention, his golden orbs instead fixed on finding the mare. Another call made it easier for him to zero in on the equine and he soon came upon her and had to stop himself from letting out a whistle of appreciation. Letting a flirtatious, seductive smile take its place on his ruggedly handsome mug, Cormac let his low tones release into the chill air. "Hello there." Flicking his tail, the stud had to work hard not to let his eyes wander over the mare's stunning frame and focus only on her vivid blue eyes. "The name's Cormac, and who might you be?" Now that he had gotten that out, the stud allowed himself to take in the beauty that stood before him. Her legs were white with black barring while her mane and tail were a sweet mix of blue, white and pink that reminded him of the cotton candy that his two-legger used to get every once and a while. Although her wings were hitched tightly to her side, they were an interesting mix of black and pink and Cormac vaguely wondered what they'd look like when they were fully extended. She was a looker, that was for sure, but it was a hit and miss with a lot of equines when he asked them to join the pirates. A lot of them just simply could not keep up with the rambunctious crew, but there was never a dull day. Keeping his golden optics fixed on the fae, Cormac waited patiently for an answer. "then this is what I say" My fair lady, I will pursue your affections whether you like it or not.