Bad To the Bone

[Tikayla]

He eyes harden as she looks at Honey Flower. She hears the flirtatious tone in the mares voice and she wants to rip her teeth into that pretty little throat and then she wants to light that mane on fire. Wouldn't that be funny. Then she hears the answer to Zetsumi's question of her name and she nearly chokes on her own laughter.

"I'm sorry," though she clearly isn't, "but Sugar? Could you be less fake," she snorts tossing her mane. Then she thinks about her previous conversation here and then smiles.

"Meet, the lovely and s.lutty Revair queen of the lands of the dark. And a royal pain in my rear. Could you leave now Sugar," she snorts again. She loves when she talks to Revair, she loves messing with her. Then again, Honey Flower likes to mess with anyone who walks right into a trap.

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Zetsumi snorts and takes a step closer to Honey Flower, farther away from the dark queen. I thought there was something fishy about you. So you are Revair. Honey Flower has told me about you. He almost spits out his words. Well then, I take back my question and ask a new one. What brings you here? Why did you interrupt our nice conversation? Eh, mare? The stag pauses and a sly grin touches the corner of his kissers. He turns to fully face the queen. He bows his head, low to the ground like he did when he was first meeting Honey Flower. OH, excuse me your majesty. I am so sorry. Will you ever forgive me? His voice is mocking.

Words: 155
Muse: goood
Mood: mocking
Notes: --

[Pie]

Performance was everything. The way you move, talk and act can set an impression. You were either accepted or declined. At the moment, Revair was in the middle. The two horses standing before her, so deeply locked in conversation, made Revair want to intertwine even more. Perhaps if Honey was simply discussing how much she wanted to leave, instead of backstabbing then maybe Revair would leave the to alone. Ah, but she was a nosy mare, always getting into other horses buisness, wanting to be the center of every stallions attention. No so much the mares. Perhaps, she brushed Honey off with only minimal ammounts of respect, so? Who cares. You don't need respect to run a herd.

Her expression was hardly dramatic at all. Revair just tilted her head to the side, another display of stupididy. Her eyes were smoldering, blank in the inner depths as she looked beyond the two equines. Both ears were relaxed, jutting out displaying just that, relaxation. No need to get tense over a stupid remark that Revair could just return ten times worse. So, she finally rolled her eyes, stared at the stallion and spoke, her words vile and bitter. But they were filled with passion and flowed gently through the air. "You know, Honey could be a little biased. You don't have to judge a book by its cover." Revair contained her confidence untill the very last part. Slightly ambiguous perhaps, something that would make Honey snicker, but she murmered it anyway. "Even though I do have a pretty good cover." She murmered, her lips moved so fast that the words would seem unable to detangle into a recognisable sentance. But they did, smooth and flowing just like her previous words. Now, it was Honey Flower's turn. Revair unwillingly flicked her gaze to look at the older mare. She almost spat, but kept herself composed... relaxed. No sign of emotion flashed across her perfect sculpted face. Nothing burned in the inner pits of her eyes as she stared the mare down. "Honey, be creative. Your wise, can't you discover a metaphore when told one? Sugar, wheres your brain gone? You make so many false accusations about me, but really, why do you think I would call myself sugar?" One day Revair would attend to the mare, to hear her old wise words, but not today. If she kept pushing it, then maybe never. Honey Flower wasn't being singled this is just Revair. Besides, everyone loves sugar.

[Tikayla]

"Oh I'm sorry Sugar did that offend you. Well then, I don't suppose you realize that a queen is supposed to be loyal to her king, not flirting with every male that walks by. Hm, guess not. Oh well, I'm sure Joker will never, ever find out. Unless of course, someone tells him. Or does he already know about your flirting and throwing yourself at ever stag? In my day they taught mares to be loyal to their kings. And don't tell me they are free to be with any stag. I was a queen once too deary and I know perfectly well that that is a lie," responds the old mare cordially.

Then she turns back to Zetsumi and smiles at his response. Finally a stag to put Revair in her place. Most of them took one look at her smoldering eyes, and great body and just fell head over heels in love. Ah well, all good things must end.

The mare smiles back at Revair, she is taunting her. Honey Flower has lived with mares like Revair for a long time. She might think she is one of a kind but no, Revair is made from a mold. A mold that will never be broken. She has a pretty face but no depth. She has a nice body and might be fun to play with but snippy comebacks and sheer good looks can only get you so far.

And what will happen to that pretty mare when she gets old like Flower. Will she age with grace, like Honey Flower had, or would she get steadily less attractive. Honey Flower was hoping for the latter.

"Ah m'lord, do not mind Revair, she is quite used to being passed up by stags. I mean he falls for every pretty face, and she isn't only one that is for him. Oh no," says Honey Flower to Zetsumi.

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The stag ignores the mares words. He perfers Honey Flower to the new mare anyway, Revair, or what ever she calls herself. He finds it hard to restrain a snort of annoyance, but manages to pass it out as a cough, a bad one at that. Zetsumi turns to the mare before him, the first one he has met.I shall keep that in mind. Anyway, what were we discussing before this book with it's wonderful cover showed up?His words are meant as an insult, but his face remains expressionless as he faces Honey Flower. He resists the urge to glance at the book-mare and see how she reacts to his words.

Words: 145
Muse: good
Mood: wanting to annoy
Notes:--

[Pie]

Pure enjoyment flushed through her veins. The sheer entertainment of watching others throw pointless comebacks at Revair almost made her giddy. Her broard grin was difficult to hide. She flashed her sallow teeth, lifting her head back to reveal how satisfied she was. Many thoughts ran through her mind. This wasn't a meeting to get angry over, they were just pathetic and it was funny watching them sink even further to the ground. She was poised on a rock, her tail gently waving in sync with the breeze. Her head lowered momentarily as she slided a more taunting facial expression in place. Her head tilted to the side, her forelock falling gingerly over her left eye. It obscured her vision, but she looked at the two through her right, keeping her eyes fixed on them both.


"So your going to pointlessly dob on me for something he already knows?" The grin came back, but this time it was full of malice. Revair had spilled her unability to be faithful to Joker the very day they met. Of course, nobody needed to know he had been drugged by her meerely presence and unable to think properly and register what she had acually said to him. Ah, yes that was a day to remember. The day she became queen. Revair was honest with Joker. She was staying true to her title. The s.ut one, not the Queen one. But, both seemed to suit her. All of a sudden, she turned her head towards the stallion, flipped her forelock out of her smouldering eyes and stared at him. She shrugged her shoulders and responded. "You were bagging out your alliance I believe.." She glanced sideways at Honey, smiled pleasantly and spoke. "Well, at least you were anyway. I mean, how could you? You haven't been there long and your already sick of us."
Revair shook her head, satisfaction coursing through her veins. The thought of Honey flower wanting to leave, just boosted Revair's confidence. "Am I really that repulsive that you can't stand me?" Ah, comeing to that confrountation just proved Revair was dark.

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I think, that last question would be for me to answer? We all now what Honey Flower here will say, but you have hardly any clue if I am to say yes or no.A sly smirk spreads over his face and he holds the mare's gaze. His eyes are calm, unlike her's and his voice is silky. The stag lowers his head slightly, and also lets his tail fly with the wind. He takes a step forward, jaws parted, and he sets his flint down. He glances at Honey Flower before his eyes flash back to the mare before him.Well fem. You would like to know my answer? Then I will give it to you. Yes. You are repulsive. While you may trap helpless stags like your king with your beauty, there may be some that don't care. Unfortunatly, I am one of those stags. I have a feeling that your beauty is only on the outside.He spits his words out with disgust. He doesn't care what's on the outside, only the inside. Sure, the fem is pretty, but does he care? No. The stag tilts his head slightly to one side. His banner waves gently with the wind as he waits for her reply.

Words: 244
Muse: good
Mood: calm
Notes: ---