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06-06-2013, 10:51 AM
 I loved you then, and I love you now
The small brute stayed close to the mare's white side, not knowing where they were going, or what they were doing. The young fae had spoke earlier of some sort of meeting with the other members of the Asassins. They entered an icy land with shimmering arches of frozen liquid. Zike's mind could only wonder how such a dazzling creation of ice could've been formed. Outside of the 'cave' the ground was littered with various snow covered, dead looking shrubs and here and there a rock jutted into the sky. Snow fell softly onto the ground adding to the blanket already they. The clop of the two equines hooves, sounded eerie on the icy flooring. Zike found it hard to walk on the solid layer of ice, unlike the mare whom he had still not heard the name of, her white elegant bodice glided across the ice the tint of the blue ice shadowing her pretty form. Zike sighed, he had no chance with a mare of her stature or age, beside she probably had other avenues. The mare came to a stop and so did Zike. Zike looked around the cavern his eyes making a big circle scoping out the room, then his multi-colored orbs turned to the fae. The fae called out to her other herd mates, asking them to join them in a meeting. Zike's heart raced. He was about to meet the rest of the herd, that scared him. He had never been part of herd just his small family of three, even there he wasn't appreciated much. Zike's nostrils flared, did he smell... tiger? Zike's green and blue orbs darted back and forth and he didn't realize how heavy he was breathing, cold air struck his lungs giving him little relief. The young brute was never one for the cold. Zike could only imagine what this herd would be like, afterall they were a herd of hired mercenaries, that didn't sound to friendly. Zike shifted his weight in his back feet, trying to calm himself. He could hear his own breath, and the mares, quiet breaths bounce of the walls of the ice structure. His heart felt like it was going to pop. The colts small grulla tabiano and bright blue eye stood out quite blantly against the blue background of the ice and the white outside. He looked to the mare once again his black forelock falling over his green eye like a young foal and looked away. the colt let out a sigh and prepared himself to meet his new family. ![[Image: FJVE5Mz.png]](http://i.imgur.com/FJVE5Mz.png) ![[Image: ikl6gvs.png]](http://i.imgur.com/ikl6gvs.png) |
