A w a i t i n g E m p t i n e s s

[ivory]

Walking gracefully into the terra, the winds rush against my slender figure. Gracing the fuana that I pass, I hasten to a canter urgent to reach my destination.

My ebony daggers slice at the sod below me as I continue on my way. My speed declining, I wish for nothing more than to wait. Why tire oneself out trying to find something that may have never existed in the first place. Heaving a sigh of disbelief, my tiara dips low as my ivory tresses cross infront of my asiatic face.

Sharp and pristine sea pools gaze at the ground which beared me up. I would wait, wait for any dark centaur to come my way, if any would. Being the land of the dark kingdom, I expected no less.

[twistedillusions]

like always when a dark centaur approached, Valo was there. he stood under a dark clump of trees arms crossed, hair over his pale face. his coat was pure black, except for the scars and tattoos. not a muscle twitched, not a stir of wind lifted his heavy straight black hair off of his narrow face to reveal his menacing eyes, those of forgotten lore. no expression crossed his stern, but handsome features as he waited for her to notice him.

[ivory]

Her pristine pools glazed across the lightless terra. Her ivory main and tail billowing ever so gently in the wind, Eldemi let the winds have their will with them. Her tainted orbs focusing for a moment on a frozen figure, she could see a strong and muscular darkness residing afar.

Her daggers longing to gallop off to examine the other being, her mind prevailed. Instead of making a fool of one's self, why not wait for the stalker to reveal himself. Her arms cross over her slim chassis as the gracefully tighten their grip upon her ice like blades. Heaving shallow breaths, she let her cool, and melodious vocals travel to the onlooker.

Est ine nomidus palno a lente?

((means: Why does a stranger hide before me?))

[twistedillusions]

the wind whispered words to him, secrets about his domain. they told him of newcomers, loners, and deserters. that is why he was never surprised. he smirked at one story then waved them away. he was curious about what this obviously dark and possibly dangerous centauress had to say. he took a few cautious steps forward. he wouldn't approach any further, he wouldn't go against his luck

[ivory]

As the ominous figure approached ever so cautiously, all thoughts of fear relapsed as they were taken with the frequent gusts of wind.

Her shimmering pools gazed in an almost malicious manner toward such a leader. Although it was good to be cautious and stealthy when hunting lights, what was the purpose when an "intruder" such as herself trod upon your land.

Eldemi's tense hold upon her blades lessened as they slid back to her side once more. There was no need now, not for her at least. Whisking her tiara in a most graceful and gentle manner, she let her tresses set free from their current station, allowing them to billow freely upon the satchels of swift air.

Releasing her calm yet vivacious vocals, she almost mockingly laughed at the dark's fear. If she was fearful of such a brute, such notions had long disappeared. Her laughter dying down to a faint and almost non-existent chuckle, Eldemi revered back to the common tongue.

Know you not the sacred language? Very well then, my fearless cursing is Eldemi, if it suits thy lord.

She said in her serpenth tones. Trotting fearlessly up to the dark matter, she made one small tight circle round the hessian. Coming back to his crania, she stooped low in a brief acknowlegement to his power. Then, stepping upward from her detered position, she stared blankly back at him, silently asking for him to speak but a word to prove that life still resided within the stag.

[twistedillusions]

He did not speak for a long time. The wind continued to blow his hair around, short shiny black pelt glistening in the pale moonlight.

He heard her, just didnt chose to reply. normally he would of jumped straight into conversation, but the last one had lead up to a fight, adding more scars to his collection. he had won, but only after one of his fingers was almost severed. he felt no pain, he hadnt for a while now.

benissimohe paused mio marcare a caldo è Valo Le Bam
((fine...my branding is Valo Le Bam))

His eyes were those of before the storm, ready to smother all who dared to intrude, yet at the same time, quiet and observing.

[ivory]

As the dark creature recited its cursing, I knew not of what else to say. Valo's seemed quiet content with his stoic repose. So, instead of trying to make some sort of conversation with the brute, Eldemi merely stated her reason's for intrusion.

Echte mon selliu ti astenuto.

With that, her optics remained locked with the Valo le Bam's, holding his gaze in an everlasting staring contest, or so it seemed.

Taking care not to drift for long, Eldemi scarcely glazes over the stark centaur's figure. Filled with many an aged scar and tattoo, she could come to no other conclusion than the centaur was warrior of sorts. His most recent gashes were still searing with dark blood, yet the pain of the gash did not seem to affect the stag.

((means: I wish nothing more than to reside upon your lands.))

[twistedillusions]

uw wens wordt vervuld
((means: your wish is fulfilled; in dutch))

he let a brief smile simper over his naturally darkened lips then he straightened up.
he also noticed her observing him as he had her, he seemed slightly wary about being looked at that way but did nothing. he had a felling about this centauress... maybe his mind was tricking him again.

[ivory]

Feeling his gaze upon her lessen, Eldemi saw the ebon hessian let a small hint of a smirk cross his velvetines. His short smile was one that set a slight fear in the heart of Eldemi, a partially tantalizing sense. Returning the entrancement with a smile of lust, her own aqua pools filled with a sense of growing passion.

Lisenthe to kezinc sente andore.
((I thank you then, my love.))

Her vocals resounded with shadowed elegance, as her smile never faded. Taking single stride forward, her optics remained connected for one more fleeting moment, then she ushered her silver pillars into a seemingly slow two step and hurried off to explore these new lands of Valo le Bam.

[twistedillusions]

he nodded to her, a look grave yet welcoming. go on then he said returning to the common speech as he saw her step toward the domain.

[ivory]

With Valo's leave, Eldemi briskly two stepped to the edge of the forest on her venturings.