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Cazandra looked into the slowly fading horizon, it's pink and orange colors seeming to melt away in front of her, and the sky slowly turning a dark blue. Small pinpoints of white started to show up, and a much bigger white point shone out more than any. She blinked her charcoal eyes from the harshness of the aroma that rose from the clear water, and turned to hear voices from behind her. Her gaze, unsettling and harsh even as she simply watched the two older equines. For a few moments the little monster thought of speaking before, those thoughts quickly disipeared. Wobbling a few, unsure steps she began to get the hang of it and walked around in circles
before coming to a stop at her mothers flank to nurse.

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Ah, so Aria was only another wretched beast, of the girls who the Devil had pulled into his net. Slowly faded limbs pulled her forward not even the faintest smile flickering across her delicious mouth, so pale and dead like and yet in a strange allure, so appealing. Waiting, as Cazandra nurse she only glared at the montrosity before her. Once the filly was finished, her limbs pulled her forward slowly making her way to; the Devil's Forest, the essa at her side.

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x-xBlack Devilx-x

Knowing these lands in and out 'e came from the oposite side from the shadows off death. A smirk was painted on 'is maw as 'e trotted to them making 'is way to the B'tchs side once again. A look was made on the daple grey heiress as 'e didn't know what 'e should say but a decision had been made but now 'e was going to wait until two other B'tchs had joined 'is harem. Vocals came from te depest off death as orbs was on the B'tch again.

Well..Is it a place to live for you B'tch Aria?

The smirk was gone now as 'e looked at 'er until 'is look came on 'is cold land sensing no one here but the three off them. 'e shook 'is dial as 'e still wondered what 'e should really do adn begun to paw the ground a litle.

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Cazandra's features remain expressionless and lackadaisical, her face marble and her beetle-black eyes as cold as ever. Hazel occuli remaining steady on well the bleakness around her, there mysterious depths seeming to pierce through anything in there path, Dra lounged easily in the chilling cold. The smirked lolled on her lips, ever-present and somewhat disarming. She appeared to be completely relaxed, at least, as relaxed as her small frame could appear. The mask she so often wore was firmly in place, though if you looked closely enough, her eyes told the lie to the costume; And there would be no doubt that Dra was going to be a dangerous horse, her occuli showing such calculated deadliness that there could be no mistake. And make no mistake, for despite those many layers, she could certainly be a viperous equine.

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The brilliant reds, oranges and yellows decorating the trees were a wondrous sight, the myriad of colors flashing, showing off to the world. The sun shone brightly down from the crystal blue expanse that was the sky, warming the chillier months of autumn with its ever present rays. The beauty of the golden day was completely lost on the charcoal mare as she lounged easily near the form of the Black Devil, and her filly Cazandra. Her mystery shrouded occuli rested almost lazily on the two, yet their hazel depths still seemed to drink in every detail, observe every minute twitch of a muscle. Even at ease, it was an unnerving sight, bellying the plastered exterior; still holding strong unlike many's fading cover. Her lobes flicking to catch his words.

"I suppose it is fine. And, just because I'm your 'b**tch' at the moment doesn't mean I will be for long."lyrics cold and chilling as her gaze staying 'pon him.

ooc ll blah.

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x-xBlack Devilx-x

The gase came from 'er and to 'is cold land as the light shone threw[sp] 'e snorted and hated the sun even if Aria was golden painted 'e hated the sun. Hearing 'er vocals dial shook hoping for another answer but right now 'e didn't care the decision had been made now that 'e could sense the darqness in Cazandra and was glad 'he was going to let the hellions have a hard time when 'he got older. 'e didn't care what a B'tch would think off knowing the devil needed a Queen himself. Vocals came cold as 'is gase wasn't on Aria.

Then you wouldn't accept my offer either? That was too bad.

'e said hissingly and loooked still away orbs could show a litle disappointment but to be honest for ones 'e didn't really care off it. 'is orbs was made a gase to the litle B'tch but it came on 'is land again feeling the two canvas togheter being ebon and golden as a snort made it's way from nostrils as it always did.

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Dra's haunting gaze never left the two as they quietly considered each other's words. The smirk twisted permanently into her lips seemed to hold a bit of wry amusement. Cazandra never claimed to be intelligent, putting other skills over that of her mind, but a warrior simply could not be stupid or they would be dead. The fact was that Dra was a relatively clever horse, and the mental skills used in these sorts of games were particularly honed in her, as these were the mental skills often used on the battlefield. Trickery and deceit were a part of battle as much as the sun was a part of the sky. These two were fighting an uphill battle, no pun intended. Upon hearing her sires chosen words, Cazandra chuckled before parting her kissers, to speak at the two. "I'm going to go walk around." though she was sure it would be a suprize that she was wery already of the two she picked up a wobbling canter.

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A bitter wind whistled quietly through the nearby trees, rustling the bare branches, causing them to scratch together. Other than the frigid breeze, the only sound audible to Aria’s flickering lobes was the gentle inhale and exhale of the brute as he breathed. The wind bit against her flashy coat, snatching at the long, tangled locks draping down her neck and ruffling the glossy feathers adorning her whipcord. Despite the chill of fall and winter, she far preferred it to spring. The still and quiet suited her better than the noisy squawking of returning birds. Not to mention the mud that caused a horse slip and slide her way along as she tried to walk. The heat however, did not particularly bother Aria either. Her gaze, now curouis looked at the brute.

"Depends, I suppose." she replied as she watched Cazandra; 3-beating away.

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'e smirked and saw the litle essa go for a walk. That young and was already exploring. 'e was satisfied about 'is first born and hoped the other B'tchs foal would have 'is darqness insted off it's mother nutral. Auds picked up the vocals off the B'tch as 'e could feel 'er litle interest but 'e actually ignered the interest for once. Vocals came cold and hateful as 'e spoke to 'er again.

Why should I tell a decision when you say you maybe wont be here that much?
Tone was suspicious wondering what the B'tch was thinking on as orbs came upon 'er and looked slightly interested but was curious what was in 'er litle golden mind.

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Cazandra stalked cautiously around the unfamliar land, lobes flicking at every snap of a twig. Her heart beating fast, as she gained more speed, long limbs plowing through unbrush in the forest. Some ripping at her plastered coat, though it didn't bother her.

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Smirking she, thought for a moment. Moving, a bit closer her barrel barely touching his she whispered in his auds. "Because; you have desires..." lyrics cold, chilling yet seducive and soft. Walking, past him she lowered her dial to graze at what grass was left.

ooc ll Mr. Muse called it quits for awhile.

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Auds caught the whispering with interest and a smirk was painted on 'is maw. Dial shook slightly as canvas came by 'er side grasing a litle thinking on what vocals to use. Suddenly 'e lifted 'is dial letting vocals came out in a whispering tone not far away from her auds.

Then my desire is just one but my offer is the same. A Queen of darqs in my land I have longed to desire and only one has matched it perfect. My offer B'tch Aria is a offer of the high ranked Queen by the my side showing as the darq B'tch as you deserve.

Orbs looked at 'er wondering what 'he would answer but didn't know if 'he would accept or decline 'is offer. Auds switched trying to catch 'is daughters steps and could sense that 'he was in the forest. 'e would let the sent guide 'im afterwards if 'he was coming to close to another terra. Orbs looked at Aria still wondering what 'er answer may be.

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Slow, merciless breath against frigid air. Her eyes gleamed like oil in water, swimming through layer by layer of atmosphere, and resting 'pon the soon to be familliar land. Her tail shifting listlessly back and forth at the last of insects. She watched the other equines in the area with an amused expression. They seem so quiet and innocent, standing there and pretending.. Pretending all was well; that there was nothing to be afraid of. But that was soon to change, for Cazandra won't have a need of a black coat, she would be the white devil with time...

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If Aria could be said to have a favorite season, it would be winter. She far preferred the chill stillness of the frosty white landscape to the raucous green buds of spring or summer. In her estimation, fall was not a bad season either. The birds were disappearing to warmer climates for the winter, the insects leaving and allowing one at least some small comfort. Of course, Aria was rarely comfortable, even if she appeared to be so. To believe everything you see would be a grave mistake, for some things can hide even in plain sight. Aria for example, was so very different on the interior than she appeared to be. The only window through that thingyy, self absorbed exterior were her eyes, and even those could lie sometimes. Lobes pricking she caught his words; she smirked. Her features still; without emotion. "Well. I accept that offer." her lyrics calm and smooth.

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The interest faded as 'e looked away again and picked up 'er vocals. A nick came from 'is dial letting 'er know 'e had heard 'er. Orbs and dial lifted looking at the sky until 'e called for the litle essa to come. They needed to move to another place this wasn't the place to rest. No vocals came from 'is maw as 'e waited unpatient on the litle essa to come so they could move to another place.

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[runs after Gismo 4 year old stag. Give back muse Gismo!]

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Upon hearing the call; Cazandra began to make her way back to her hell hole, Devil's Forest. Her small limbs, plowing, over and through the dense underbrush that grew in the forest. A canopy of leaves and bleakness, was all that was seen to anyone though.. As she neared the spot where her parents were she slowed to a walk, her pace snake like as she slithered to a stop.

Her eyes glittered a dangerous black. A pit with no end. A sea with no bottom. They showed no emotion, only holes in her skull. She sighed and returned a piercing gaze to her sire. A sort of bile rose within her. Her words had a cold icy tone that would have a chilling effect on anyone. "What do you want?" She let her words sting the surface and she stalked off towards the forest to make her way, to a small creek; only to return a few moments later awaiting his reply.

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Aria heard footfalls behind her, and she swung her head and body around; wondering whom they were from. It was Cazandra, a grey ghost. She snorted and walked up to her, her front legs both pawed the ground. Annoying bird chirped in the nearby trees, and she turned her head to snarl at them. Her hazel eyes went back to stare at Dra, and wondered if right now was the right time to tell her. She decided it was now or never. Her lips parted, "You are now the heiress to this hell hole." she finished. Her voice was smooth and hard; like she was chewing on rocks while talking. As she yerned to lower her auburn colored body to the ground, and looked to the Devil. Drafts of fall hit her mane and her crème locks danced beautifully. She nibbled on the damp stalks while she waited for him to say where to go.


ooc ll Not much muse; More so rambling. Oh, and I made Black Devil a picture. It's not very good, I was just bored. Here is the url i7.tinypic.com/24wbj9t.jpg

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x-x 'e snorted and looked at them for a moment until 'e turned walking to a cave and made a halt. 'e turned 'is ebon dial to the two ones giving them a snort and whin for them to come faster they hadn't all day. Tossing 'is dial 'e speeded up to a trott letting 'is muscular canvas in the forest almost disapering. Suddenly you could see the hellion off this h'll hole as 'e troted to the cave and turned making a halt in fornt off it and waited unpatiently. 'is hoove pawed h'll harsh as 'is dial tossed trying to have something to do while 'e waited on the two slow pokes.

Slow pokes come here we haven't got all day.

Vocals was icy cold and evil as the devil. No wonder why 'e had goten 'is curze. 'e was ebon as the midgnight and 'is attitude was as evil as the devil. The ebon hellion looked over 'is h'll hole as 'e waited for the two B'tchs to come knowing both had a great evil attitude like himself.

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Cazandra knew that they was wary of her unpredictability, of her courageousness yet mercilessness, her fathomless actions and the hatred and danger that lingered, even now, in the air. It had become a part of her, had become known even when she was at ease or seemed to be - but even now they endangered themselves by just being near her, endangered the livelihood of each other even as she leant moved to ruffle the dreads of her sire and the blackness of her eyes did not falter. No, they danced on a thin line here, along with her, and they courted with death and hurt and pain so that it was easy to see the vulnerability of each. "Whatever." lyrics flat, as she moved into a long limbed trot after her sire. Her pelt, glossy and sleek as she found her way into the cool cave, her pillars folding as she layed 'pon the sod.

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The pure darkness of her was true and complete, she stood a mere shadow, twisted and wrathful, wrong yet right - and she defied every law that said no animal was born bad. They thought they had proof of this, but these dumb, dull creatures had been domesticated and trapped, while she; she was free. She had been born bad, and she hadn’t changed - wild horses couldn’t afford to spend time changing. Wild horses were different - they were rugged and sharp, quick to flee or to fight - quite unlike the tame, dumb animals that went each day with a rider on their back and fled at the crack of a whip. Without, words Aria nodded moving to the side of the Devil. Once, in the shelter of the cavern she did as her daughter had, limbs folder under her she layed under the protection of her 'king'.

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No answer or talk came as 'e was looking elsewere then on 'is Czarist and essa. 'e shook 'is dial and moved silently like a chost out off the cave letting 'is dial toss to the sides looking after something. Finding nothing 'e just shook the dial again and lowered it and begun to grase letting auds switch to the sides to catch any sound not looking at the other two. 'e would let them sleep 'e wasn't tired at all.

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Winter had finally come and blanketed the earth in a shallow blanket of snow. The pale filly was now able to hide away for everything was so white and she contrasted only slightly against the snow.

Withered leaves, dry and dead, scattered before the pale filly's hooves as she lounged easily, a wind biting mercilessly through into the small cave. That chill breeze snatched at the tangled locks draping down her framed neck, plucking at them and twining them even further. The wind ruffled her thickening coat and tugged at the dreads of her tangled locks. All these disturbances were ignored by Cazandra as she stood easily, appearing completely relaxed in the cool temperatures of late fall. Her hazel occuli rested unflinchingly on the bleakness before her, a steady and piercing gaze that told the lie to her carefully constructed mask.

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Chocolate occuli silently watching the Devil, Aria layed easily in the bitter cold. The icy wind did not bother her, his thick, shaggy fur managing to keep the chill at bay. Her limbs were tucked neatly under her, as ahe quietly watched the Devil, unfathomable thoughts churning behind her piercing optics. No,Aria was not a horse given much to talking. Of course, she was a trained evil and so often found talking rather pointless. Aria was very adept at reading body language, watching other equines for the subtle clues often missed. So she was rather more inclined to glean her knowledge for the body rather than words, as words could be so easily masked. It was a thing Aria did often, choosing words that gave away so little personal information that it was pointless to try and find a hidden meaning. Of course, Aria also had a habit of masking movement as well.