You call yourself DARK!?

[Pie]

Revair chuckled wickedly before stifiling it with a yawn. Her limbs relaxed as she comfortally stood higher than the three horses, her gaze spanning out to include all of them. Revair wasn't the one to think horrible thoughs, scrutinize a horse so deeply that she would have no intention to get to know them, instead she peeled back their layers one by one untill she was eventually crawling under their skin. Classified as annoying, or just a sinister and truely dark horse, fascinated by the actions of other horses while the poked at their insides, their history... their emotions. All of which, she really had none of. No history, no compassion for something except being true to her aliance.
Being a true dark.

Thats a clique, something cannot always be dark, light shines the brightest in the dark, so why didn't it shine through her? Why did it go around.. There was a gap, in her heart. It craved the power, the glory the battles and stallions, never forget the stallions.
They were like lost property once she was finished with them.
A disposable object perhaps. Call her a user as you wish, she will only agree with a crude chuckle and click of her heels. So this one named Aphrodite, waltzed in here, thinking under the seams rather than on top, and directed the rest of her little speech to Twilight.

Revair's head turned to the stallion, her eyes apprehensive before turning back to Aphrodite. Revair was speculating, the way she said her name... didn't sound right, but what was she to care? At the moment, she wanted some action, she wanted Twilight to display his array of sharpened teeth and hold them to her throat, so she could pull back with laughter and walk away. But this was getting all to interesting. When Rain decided to call Twilight, Twilight, Revair just nodded once and gave her a accepting glance before narrowing her eyes at Aphrodite. "Ah, watch your tone little one, you sound much the same." Her words exited with a hiss, utter contempt lathered each word as they muscially flowed through the air, with a raspy and bone chilling feeling to the end of them.

[Tikayla]

Twilight's Darkness

He yawned, displaying just how unimpressed he was with this Aphrodite. She could say that she was high and mighty all she wanted, she wasn't and he didn't like her at all. She was boring and like so many mares he had met, thought that she was better than anyone else just because she was "purebred." Like it mattered what she was. A months here and she would give birth to one of those half-breeds she seemed to dislike. Well if that was how she wanted it...

He growled at Black Rain. He pulled back his lips and let out a sound that no horse should be able to make, it rumbled deep in his throat. His control was breaking. He would not go as Twilight.

"Listen b***h. You will not call me Twilight, Revair here will because she is a queen and because she is tolerated by the dark herd already, you are not and I do not like you. You may be pretty but like I said, cold as an iceberg and I like them better. You better watch your step..." he threatened the mare.

Then he turned to Aphrodite.

"Listen, you think that you are high and mighty just cause of who you are, what you are, and where you came from. Well guess what no one here gives a d**m about who you are. The only thing they care about is what you look like and," at this a smile crossed his lips, "how much pleasure you can give a stag," he taunted wondering if he could get her to crack. She didn't seem to approve of him or the other mares and he wanted to find out what would piss her off.

[rain]

This torrent of words was like a hurricane, threatening to brake at any given moment, but it's strength would never fade. Shadowed harks were listening to every word that passed between kissers and clenched ivories. none of the spoken words concerned the coal fea, though the new femme had an "air" about her that made optics roll. Obviously this fea was more concieted then that of any other Rain had encountered.

The threat that was spoken through the beast Reviar called Twilight hardly nerved the mare. She snorted, not completely caring about his idea that he could mess her up. Ha! She was .2 hands taller then he. She snorted a disagreable sound. Twilight, how can you challenge me? I care not what you think of me, I care not what you think of the concieted white mare, nor what you think of Reviar. I care only that I am left alone, which includes you beast. I do not like you, I do not care that you think me cold as an iceberg, because as far as I can tell you sound less of a dark then you claim to be. So while I am still here I answer not to you or anyone until I join the dark herd. And wheather or not I do that is based off of me no other. She allowed the words to lazily rolled off her tounge. Her optics turned to Reviar, just as Reviar hieghtened herself. I mean no disrespect to you Reviar, but just as I may be dark and you the Queen of us, I hold the right to join your herd or not. The onyx fea's audits flickered from side to side, But I see no reason as to not join, there seems to be much to talk about and interesting conversation. These lyrics were more firm, but only to those who listened closly could see that she was only speaking as if Reviar were another herd mare or friend, Rain continued to keep her back to the femme, not caring about her. Who could bother themselves with a concieted fea?