Looking for Vinco

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The light, strawberry roan fae three-beated over the grass-covered land, boa arched elegantly, strides light and springy. She whinnied over her shoulder for her mate, Roman Liquor, as she came to the boundries which separated the land from Moon Eye Court.

Freedom slowed first to a high stepping trot as she traveled up a hill, and came to a halt at the top. As she looked down on the beautiful fields and valleys, memories of her mother came to mind. They had passed through here once. She was so young, yet she still remembered.

She glanced back over her shoulder again for Liquor, waiting for him, content with standing still and letting the wind blow her silky crimson tassles about. This would, with very much luck, be their new home.

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Soft cadenced beats echoed lightly as the heavy-set hession oved over the lands on light flints. His auds were pricked forward, his ebon orbs watching his new love closely as she traveled to the top of the hill. A small smile played his kissers, a soft, happy feeling flowing through his bodance with sweet wonder. He lengthened his canter as he flew to the top of the mound, joining his mate as the sweet wind carressed his and her bodies, flags and banners waiving lightly in the current of the wind.

::-::hope im not powerplaying there.....::-::

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Auds flicked as the sound of a whinny reached him, dial raised to the wind. Ink hued optics scanned the nearby acreage, although nothing peculiar was visible. Pillars carried him to a steady two-beat as he traveled in the direction of the sound, harks listening intently to their surroundings. Lowering his dial, a snort was emitted as he tossed his banner, lunging into a hastened gallop.
Slowing as his pillars carried him to a halt at the top of a nearby hill, orbs once again searching the terrain. Optics spotted two other equines, strange to this terra. He let out a fairly soft whinny, descending down the hill in an easy lope.

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Freedom scanned the terra for signs of the stag who ruled. Vinco, she knew, was the stag she was searching for. It wasn't very long before her chocolate orbs caught sight of a great stallion coming into view over a yonder hill. It didn't take the brute long to spot them, and she smiled as she saw him descend.

She nudged Liquor with her maw and set off again, this time at a slow, steady trot rather than a long, quick canter. She sat back a bit on her haunches as she moved down the hill, and straightened again as she reached the flat. She moved into a gentle, rocking canter, her tassles blowing about as she moved. She stopped halfway, turning to make sure Liquor was with her as she awaited Vinco.

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Liquor gallently trotted downhill, hocks digging into the earths crust as he kept his heavy body steady. His auds pricked forward, happiness apparent in the young lover's features. Soft, gentle orbs looked from his love to his perhaps new king. A soft, warm smile played at the velveteens of the brute, as he moved into a canter to keep up with his love, Freedom.

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Slowing to a walk as he reached the the bottom of the hill, he continued to travel closer to the two newcomers. Tossing his cords from his optics to get a better look at them, he whickered before he stopped infront of them.
"The name is Vinco.. What is it you wish, entering these lands?" he asked with a brief bow of greeting, yet showing his respect to other equines if they deserved such a thing.

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Freedom smiled and arched her boa, dipping her head low in respect, forelock falling into her eyes. She brought her head up again slowly. Dark orbs gazed at the mighty stag, admiring his air of leadership. She flicked a fly away from her silky bodice with her tail and took a step backwards, so as to stand directly next to Liquor.

"I am dubbed Freedom, and my mate, Roman Liquor. We-" she began, stopping in midsentence. She realized just then that she really should let Liquor be the first to speak to Vinco. She took another small step back, and looked to Liquor sheepishly.

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Roman smiled warmly, mug reaching out to lightly touch the fae's shoulder gently. His orbs were soft and loving, a small laughter comming from his orbs as he adored her. He then turned to face Vinco, love falling from his optics, and deep respect showing greatly in the pools of the hession. A low bow as given, and crown was hung, vocals lightly comming from the stud as he stood once more.

'Lo, great leader. As my love here as already said, I be Roman Liqour. We have come in seeking of a home. No necessarily land, just a place to reside in and raise our own small family in. We have hoped that the lands of Light here would be welcoming enough to engulf us in the love and happiness that seems to be here.

His vocals were stern, yet oddly soft. Respect was strong, showing Liquor HAD been thinking much about this. He hoped and prayed the lord Vinco would except the couple, for the two need a home in which to stay.

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- umm.. Vinco is neutral... lol... xP -

Harks listened intently to the hession's words. This guy put on quite a show. He hid a small smirk of laughter, seeing the love between the two.
"If that is what you and your fair lady wish, you may reside here," he said with a gentle nod.

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OOC: I'm sorry I haven't been on. I've been really busy the past few days. My gelding's been having a problem with staying on the rail when we canter and I had to sort that out, and yesterday I was home a total of three hours. lol, sorry. I'll be on more from now on,

The fae's pool lit up as Vinco decided their fate. Unlike the stag standing by her side, keeping her feelings in check was not a talent that she posessed. A smile crossed her maw and she tossed her head a bit, her tassles swishing around.

She turned to look at Liquor, awaiting his reaction. They had found themselves a home! How different things would be. A home was something that Freedom had never had. Not since she was a weanling. Now, things were changing.

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- 0.0 OOPSSS....-

Dull orbs lit with a firey light as the hession reared slightly with joy. He tossed his dial, flag flipping through the air magicaly. He turned to face his mate, orbs shining with a new light. Soft mug reached out to touch his love gently, soft blowing emitting from his nares. He gently carressed Freedom's nape, love spilling from his emotions.

We have a herd in which we belong to, M'Love... isn't it magnificant?

Vocals were deep and pure, all the evil lurking within his heart seeming to be covered. A blanket of light seemed to have been hovering above him, and with the help of Freedom, had pushed down and been lain upon his neutral bodice.

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"It... is!" she replied, now slightly in a daze, mulling things over in her mind. Her thoughts moved a mile a minute, and her mind tried its best to differentiate one from another.

They had a home! It was a good thing! Wasn't it? She had gone on her own for so long she couldn't be sure. At first, the thought of a home sounded wonderful, but what if she didn't do well in a herd? She hadn't much experience with other equines. Not since she was a weanling had she even attempted to come into contact with another horse. Not until she came across Liquor, at least. Was this the right thing to do? For so long she had been free! She had gone where she wanted, when she wanted. She did everything she wanted to do! No one told her not to. No one was around to care! She had learned many things while she was alone. She had taught herself to live off the land! She could now climb a rocky slope with more speed and agility than a mountain goat! She could outrun a pack of wolves! What would be made of her exciting, adventure filled life now? Would she be confined to walking with the herd, day after day after day? Would she have to graze when they grazed? Would she have to sleep when they slept?

But one look at Liquor's happy face swept all these thoughts from her mind. This was a good thing! She and Liquor had a home. She could have friends, and maybe even a foal of her own! It would be okay here. She and her mate could make things work out. Everything would be fine.

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Pistons carried the hession in a backwards direction for a few steps, watching the two only for a moment. He bowed again lightly in silence, before turning and picking up a swift lope, before his stride extended to a gallop, daggers only lightly making contact with the acreage. Over the hill, he disappeared, ebon bodice disappearing into the mist.

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Liquor watched the king dissappear, speechless as the greatness of the brute washed over him. He smiled, orbs soft, and relaxed. He had found his place in the universe, and he it was. He loved it here, as he loved his mate, Freedom. The amazing things they would accomplish together was absolutely amazing...

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The light, strawberry roan fae three-beated over the grass-covered land, boa arched elegantly, strides light and springy. She whinnied over her shoulder for her mate, Roman Liquor, as she came to the boundries which separated the land from Moon Eye Court.

Freedom slowed first to a high stepping trot as she traveled up a hill, and came to a halt at the top. As she looked down on the beautiful fields and valleys, memories of her mother came to mind. They had passed through here once. She was so young, yet she still remembered.

She glanced back over her shoulder again for Liquor, waiting for him, content with standing still and letting the wind blow her silky crimson tassles about. This would, with very much luck, be their new home.