Young daughter of a mixed King

[Mari]

If her alliances were different, she would have a home. She would be a high-ranking royal brat, protected by all and never free. Naturally, she did not want that.

Calypso could not stand to constantly be grouped together with her father, much as she loved him. She was far darker than he, both in coloration and attitude.

Today she was in one of her better moods, and so decided to pay a visit to Greenway Meadow. Perhaps she could get to know a nice stallion or two... perhaps on not so nice. A smirk played across her young features. Definitely the latter.

Seeing nobeast around, she dropped her dark head and began to graze the lush grass. Besides... she couldn't stand that territory her father had staked out for his own. It was so... bleary. No plants anywhere. And always so hot - she absolutely couldn't stand the heat, and she thought as a three-year-old, she ought to be free of her sire at long last. Again.

[Halo]

It has proved to be an uneventful and boring day and it has put Joker in a rather restless mood; not necessarily a bad one, but not good either. He just happens to be passing the Greenway Meadows when a breeze sprung up to carry to him a fresh scent of a fae. Ears perked forward, he stops suddenly in his tracks, bright green eyes turning in the direction of the mare, attentions lifted and his destination changed immediately with no hesitation. And with that his pillars pick him up into a trot, muscles rippling and banners flying, and he boldy heads right for Calypso,

He spins a tight circle around her, nipping lightly at her pretty bodice with no intention of doing any immediate harm to her. "What's a pretty lady still doing here? Nobody has picked you up yet?" he teases, rubbing his head down her side.
~Joker

(BLAH! sorry...)

[Mari]

She pinned her ears back for a moment at his nip, holding her head high. This new stallion didn't exactly take her fancy right away. Calypso inhaled sharply, her delicate arabian nostrils flaring. But... he smelled wonderful.

A small tingle of excitement ran through her young body as he ran his head down her side. She buried her nose in his mane, reveling in the dark scent of him. Her father had always smelled so much... fruitier, if that was the right word.

She backed away from him slightly, her head still high. "Aye, I currently belong to no herd." She wasn't quite ready to accept him, no matter how delicious he smelled. "And who might you be?"

[Halo]

Joker can tell that her shine isn’t quite aligned with him yet, but he can change that, turn up the charm a little maybe? He’d try a little bit of everything to coax her with him, she is a pretty mare and the dark aura surrounding her tickles his fancy. His nostrils flare to take in her scent, soft and yet a spike of...he doesn’t know, tang? Sweet and yet sour...no, not sour...spicy. He chuckles inwardly, the notes of his hidden mirth echoing in his skull.

She calls for an introduction! “I am Joker, the King of Highlands of Darkened Frost,” he begins, pausing and glancing at her sideways with a smirk playing on one corner of his mouth. “It’s a dark herd,” of course, but he’s sure she would have figured that. “Might I have your delightful name?” He wants to step forward and his body is willing him to do so, but his sharp mind tells him it would prove to be the wrong sort of move. He needs to play this cool, wait for her to approach before drawing a case closed and trapping her inside (unless she...wants…to be trapped. Even better.)
~Joker

[Mari]

Her purple eyes narrowed slightly, and she flicked her tail around a bit. "Calypso Muoto." Her tongue rolled off of the name oddly, the Greek combined with the Finnish. She scanned over him again, still debating whether or not she liked what she saw.

Calypso stepped forward, placing her own nose against his. That scent... so... alluring, really. Her dark mind could do nothing to resist it. She snorted, clearing her mind for a moment. But the smell returned with each fresh breath. It was simply too delicious to pass up.

She put her forehead against his chest, sighing. She couldn't do much about that, really... He would do finely. But she would play him a little longer, to see if he wanted her...

[Halo]

He allows the mare to approach, to touch her nose against him and to takes in gulps of his scent, and then to finally press her forehead against his chest. He lifts his head to give her accommodatingly, leaving her remain there for as long as she wishes; the stallion is slowly getting used to this touching thing and it doesn’t bother him as much as he used to. “Calyspo,” he practices in a mutter, nodding his head to ascertain himself.

“Well,” he begins, still not moving an inch to or from the mare but dropping his nose to brush it against her tickling mane, to draw her smell into his nostrils and to firmly plant it to memory. Such an enticing smell, it sets something to racing in side and he takes in a deep breath to calm it only to be teased by her delectable aroma still. “You’d make a fine asset to my lands,” he muses, pretending to himself but turning his mischievous gaze towards her with a matching smirk.
~Joker

[Mari]

"An asset, hmm?" she said, her voice ringing with just a hint of a snarl. She backed away again, circling Joker slowly. She passed his rump and gave it a quick nip, more to see how he would react than anything. Anger? Playfulness? She doubted the latter. He was far too mature for that kind of thing. But she was a mere three years old.

Returning to a place beside and slightly in front of him, she smiled, her eyes flicking from spot to spot on the Joker. "Is that an offer? Or a demand?" Calypso placed a rather negative emphasis on the last word, eyes hard with determination. She wasn't easily dominated, no matter what her body told her about this stallion. Dula's only child was nothing if not stubborn.

[Halo]

The line of Joker’s mouth widens even further, a spark of both want and admiration in the bright green mirrors, taking the nip on the rump without a flinch and continues to watch her as she circled and then comes to a stop. Stretches his neck out he runs his maw up along her spine, nibbling as he goes and working hard to keep a hold on the fraying ends of this rope of control he has a mind to handle. “It doesn’t have to be a demand,” he whispers as he steps forward to press his lips to her ear. “I’d much rather it be an offer.”

And then he winks, an out of character gesture before he has to unleash some of this built up energy before he explodes, dancing to the side and spinning his rump around so he can face her. Tilting his head he grooms the top of her neck, trying to sweeten the deal.
~Joker

[Mari]

Shivers ran up her spine just behind his lips, and the young mare stretched her neck out, curling under slightly. She murmered something too low for even herself to understand. Every strand of her being told her to accept, to take him as he is.

She sighed again. "In that case, I accept." She leaned against his warm body, breathing in the rich scent that made her decision for her. Calypso accepted and returned his grooming, working her way down from mid-neck to just in front of his withers. Her youth had taken advantage of her for a time, and just a hint of a smirk played across her lips. She may appear beautiful and innocent, but she was as dark as a new moon underneath. The mare could play a situation to her advantage with the best of them.

[Halo]

Joker is more pleased by Calypso’s decision to accept more than he thinks he’s ever been before when a mare joined him. He has taken a special liking this one, beautiful and elegant and yet there is still something dangerous underneath, something...he doesn’t know what it is, but he likes it. And that’s all that matters. His lips twitch as she grooms him, leaning his neck towards her to encourage, a sign of his deepest approval. Yes, this will be a pleasant...relationship.

“Come then, my dear,” he announces, stepping back and away from the delightful touch of hers, shaking his head to clear it and restore his cunning. “I would show you to your new home. You’ll like it,” he assures, a smirk touching his mouth and adding to the dark glint in his green voids. He reaches out and pushes against her shoulder lightly to point her in the direction of her new home before spinning about and starting in a quick trot, throwing his head for the sheer thrill of it.
~Joker

(OOC: If I don’t get to it, you could make a post at the Highlands of Darkened Frost if you want to. I’ve got a bunch of posts to do today (and still have to go to work, sooo...))

[Mari]

((Alright, I dunno if I'll get to it either, but I'd call this thread pretty much done anyhow.))

[Halo]

(I'll take care of that post.