{Open}Put me in my place

[Ray]

B E L L O N A

The sweet pararie wind whistled past the young fea that had just entered its terra. The breeze felt welcoming, and held a certian sweet ting in it, that drew her to this area. It was scented of apples, a rare treat that she had not happened upon for one of the longest times. The sweet aroma that the wind carried, was enough to send her memories flying of the last time she had been so lucky to to happen upon some. Naturally, she should have been a bit more observant than she way she was, but the scent of the apples seemed to have messed with her senses. The closed her eyes, practically invisioning the morsels, obviouslly, it had been a while since she had been fortunate enough to have something with a decent taste to eat. The golden blades of grass had very well blended her with her surroundings. Her golden palomino pelt blending very well. but it seemed to have been quite a walk to fruit, but she had nothing better to do. Not belonging to a herd yet, she had all of the time in the word.

Rather slowly, she made her away across the decolent prarie. The soft blades of gold, skimed the underbellie, and sides of her pelt. A almost ticklish feeling. A soft and creamy colored mane, long and silky, was bouncing gracefully along the sides of her neck, in a smooth rythm as she was off at a trot. Tassels were flinging every which way. Soft hazel pools gazed across the wide and decolent prarie, it appeared to go on forever, with nothing but gold for miles. But just about 35 yards away, Bella had spotted a small creek, with trees that appeared to be dead all around its banks. Thirt was starting to sink in, and she realized that she really hadn't eaten in quite a while. A sudden pain shot through her throat, and if felt like it was drying out. The tempting sounds of the water drew her nearer. She drew her muzzle to the air, scenting quitely. Nothing. Perfect, she was free to drink with out fear. She started off at a gallop to wards the creek. Her delicate frame moved in elegant strides, very rare for one of her breed ot pure mustang. She neared the stream, coming to a abrupt halt, still with graceful posture.

At the pace of a slow walk, she neared the flowing stream, the sounds of the water flowing ove rthe rocks and crashing over small drops over the sudden drops found throughout the stream. She looked into the water, yet, she didn't see her reflection. The water was moving in a far to fast motion to see it. She slowly bent her head down, a elegant forming in her neck. Her muzzle was submerged by the water, with parts of her nortils still above the water. After drinking her fill, she lifted her head. Foolishly, she didn't sent the air again, but just continued on her way.

If took close to an hour to actually get close enough to the apples, to where the aroma was taunting her. After crossing a ravine, she came upon a soft green valley, with apples trees found everywhere. Oh wow, she had never seen that many apple trees in one area. It was rather shocking to the young fea. But there wern't only apple trees, but other fruit trees as well. She made her way into the green area. It was such a soft color, it appeared to look rather inviting, and before she even made her way to one of the trees, she was standing quitely, nibbling on the grass. Every now and then, giving soft snort. The beating sun was resting upon her golden pelt. It felt good to stand, being warmed in the sun and enjoying some grass. It felt like such a delight that she had not experenced in such a long time, that she let down her guard. Almost acting oblivious.

ooc;
Bleh! My muse was sooo low, sorry for its suckishness....lol

[Halo]

The stallion had not been thinking about the area in which he was entering, nor looking at the moment to come here for the specific purpose of claiming any mares to his herd (if it so happened he would be overjoyed, but if not it was no skin off his back). He had been enticed into the area by the tempting aroma of fruit as well and now stands behind a crop of trees, nibbling on a few delectable morsels that had collapsed recently to the ground. But the perlino stag lifts his head to survey the limbs, the red orbs practically glistening in the sun and causing his mouth the water. The best fruit is still hanging from the fingers grasping them.

Completely unaware of the mare not too far away, Halo lifts himself easily onto his hinds to place a steadying for carefully on the bark of the tree, not wanting to scuff its life giving skin. Stretching his neck out as far as he can reach, he bumps a branch with his nose to shake several of the apples from it. The Light Lord is delighted to have success, though there is suddenly an unexpected barrage of missiles from casually justled fruit elsewhere.

The hard fruits land on his back, startling him so that he jolts back, bucking and kicking in both fun and venting. He stops when his nose catches a stray scent, eyes widened, nostrils flaring with both panting and interested scenting. It’s a mare, real close by and being drawn towards the garden. He had not come to find mares, but would it hurt to introduce himself. Leaning down he munches on his new treasures, it would be a shame to waste them. Finishing, he licks juices from his lips and turns to regard the fae’s presence.

Maybe she would like one of the good apples he had acquired. With that thought he drops his head to pick one of them up delicately in his mouth so as not to pierce its thin skin. He trots forth and towards the golden creature, nickering softly in greeting. The mustang king can’t help his heart racing, as it always does when meeting up with someone new and interesting.
~Jynxed Halo

(OOC: Jynxed Halo isn’t integrated, like Bellona, buuuuut...Mari wasn’t around and so I thought it okay to post. ^_^)