[cruel]Intentions] [2 ,For D]

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Deviant

Vixen looked at the lake.Something about it had always stirred something inside her.
Her eyes reflected the water , both of the black spans glimmering together , coated by the ivory
illumnie of the moonlight that washed the terrian. She seemed to belong to the night , it's forever
possition to keep and hold in it's grasp , adding it to it's collection of souls , like a woman would
put a necklace in a jewelery box.Just another decoration to the earth. But so , so much more
than that for this vix had cruel intentions , wanting to play one of her twisted , and hurtful
games with some poor soul who came to her. She ahd done this many times before. So many times!
So many times a stallion would come to her.So many times she would lead them on , toying with
their emotions happily , cruel happiness . So many times they ended up dead, How and why?
Ha! I'll let you decide that for yourself.

Cruelness and darkened spirit lay within her.Once she had been a pure , sweet filly , born with her
twin , Xelina , to a woman named Amira and their mother , Solor. But Amira had been so cruel to
them. Xelina had been whiped and beaten whenever she had noise.And Deviant had been sliced.
You heard me.Sileced. Deisgns cut into her flesh when she was still a newborn by Amira's blade ,
called 'The Etching Blade'. The designs ran down her pelt , like the marks termites left on wood.
The vix was all black except for a white marking on her forehead in the shape of an upside down
cresant moon.Just a look into her luring eyes made stallions fall head over heels for her. Then...
SMASH! She crushed their hearts. Cruel intentions , Eh?

Cruel Intentions

[Danae]

Out from the the trees, a fire stag sought the water, long neck lowered to waft the greens. Tall auds swivveld intelligently, plucking sounds from noises, noises from sounds. Deep hazel voids locked on to the water, flints pulling him closer. Coal dipped maw nosed the liquid, pulling up cools through his lips. Short tassels hung at his nape, short thin tail flicking violently in the air. A long dorsal stripe ran his back, unsual for his color.

Skull traveled up, suprise fillings his voids as 6 year gaze fell upon the mare. Surely he'd seen her before he left the shadows? He snorted lightly, vocaling towards the fae, boa arching prizley.

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Deviant looked up now from the lake and saw the firey stallion .A cruel , devious
smile swept over her maw , alluring voids catching his and locking the gaze. Why , hello there ,
m'dear.She hissed coyly.Unlike most dark mares she seemed so....cruel in an unusual way.It was
like fire.You know you would get burned if you touched it , yet you wanted to touch it so bad.
Her cruel , devious smile never left her muzzle .[/color]

[Danae]

The stud nodded, a smile moving it's way across maw. He moved his long pillars towards the mare, tassels blowing in the air, crossing his image as a young colt. His voids bore into the mare's, trying to pull away, but unsuccessful. M'lady. He answered, with a tip of his skull.

[.{.Zeecarian.}.]

She saw him smile.Ah, yes he would be just perfect for one of her games.Deviant , and you are?She hissed , tone still coy and teasing in a way.

[Danae]

Amused expression crossed his face. Pan. He said simply, in a deep, strong voice. His pillars held him high, 16.6 H off the ground.

[.{.Zeecarian.}.]

This fea was clearly of dark alliance , and this stallion to her clearly was not dark.But she didnt care.He would be suitable for a game. Ah , well then , A 'pleasure' to meet you , Pan.