Feelings Make Us Fools (Thoxic // Finished)

[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

He had been a fool coming here. Risking his life by coming in to a leads territory just to find her. He had spent the night alone after she left him unable to sleep. To get some peace of mind. So with sunrise he had given up trying to stop thinking about her. His lack of defiance against what his heart was trying to tell him finally meant he got some sleep. Yet upon waking up the restless feeling returned and soon he found himself moving in the direction he saw Ilona leave. Eventually he had caught her scent a sudden eagerness overwhelming him at the familiar smell. Stupid stupid him though for following it to here.

Exhaling heavily through his nostrils his dark orbs scanned his surroundings head raising slightly as he caught movement in the distance. Body tensed slightly at the possibility that it could be the lead.A familiar flash of white and then grey however soothed his worries. Ears pricking his body moved forwards a step on its own accord ears pricking hopefully. Realizing his action his mostly ebony head jerked back a little as he mentally scolded himself slightly. For a second he considered calling out to her but he disregarded such an act. He didn't want to draw any more attention to himself after all with his almost completely ink black coat he stood out like a sore thumb anyway.

[Thoxic]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] She had indeed returned to her herd, and she had been able to sooth the leads mind, that she wasn't hurt or anything. So the day had gone over to evening, and evening to night. Night had finally become morning and she had woken up, a little restless maybe, but she couldn't leave just yet, she had things to talk through with the Chieftess, the leads mate. She had done so, and she had actually started to walk back to the place where she had met Dante just the day before, nipping grass on the way. That was how he found her, calmly grazing as she walked, her slender body working as she walked and tried to eat, she had no idea that he would be in such a hurry to meet her. So when she saw a darkmotion in the corner of her eye, she stopped and raised her head, just to see him. There he was, the black stallion that had been in and out of her dreams all night. Dante. She whispered his name, just for herself, before she nickered a little to welcome him. They were away from the most common herd grounds, so there wasn't a risk for the lead to hear them, not if they didn't cause a commotion or something. She didn't know what had made him come all the way here, but she was kinda glad that he had done so. The morning light was caressing them both, the light turned his black coat a slight shade of brown, and it caressed her white and blue roan coat, making the mane and tail almost glow. He was beautiful. But she wasn't sure if it would be such a good idea to tell him that.

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[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

For a moment he didn't think she would notice him but she did eventually. Eyes admired her slender body before drifting to her face as she raised her head. She said something too low for him to hear. Possibly his name? He pushed the hopeful question away knowing she had no reason to do so. If she did it would no doubt be due to shock not any form of delight. Ears pricked at the quiet nicker she directed him a small smile forming in response. She really did look beautiful in the morning light and for a moment he couldn't help but admire her again.


Body moving forwards on its own accord he loosened a quiet nicker to her. He didn't move too close to her stopping himself when they were in touching distance. "Ilona...it is good to see you again." How unusual of him to be honest again. It seemed he couldn't be anything but it to her. "I can go if I'm causing to much trouble by being here."As much as he hated the idea of leaving her now after just finding her again he was even more disturbed by the fact that he could get her into trouble by being here.

[Thoxic]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] She was happy to see him, really, even though she might not show it that well, but she was a bit.. It was unusual for her to express feelings, it wasn't something that she did on a regular basis. Usually she was a very dreamy type, she could stand and just dream about feelings, things that had happened, and still was happening, and never express a feeling about it, because all of her feelings was on those daydreams. Although, she never told anyone about those dreams, and no one ever asked, so it had been that way for a long time, only her half sister used to be told about those dreams, but they had been separated long ago, when Idelle had migrated to the mainland. Ilona hadn't seen her since. When Dante came closer, she lowered her head just a little, and stretched it forward to be able to touch him with her white and pink muzzle, just above his left front leg. "No.. Don't go.. I've missed you." She said, a bit quiet maybe, but she still nudged him with her muzzle before she raised her head again, to look him in the eyes. He was obviously taller than her, but not enough so that it would be a problem for her to look into his eyes. She was a bit amazed by how he had caught her interest this quick.

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[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

Skin twitched under her touch a sudden rush of warmth flooding through him. For a moment he jerked slightly nostrils quivering as he regarded the reaction. Half of him wanted to tun away...to prevent the change yet the other half wanted him to stay. Words broke his thoughts only to leave him even more confused. She had missed him? The thought that she had pleased him ridiculously. "I missed you too." It slipped out before he could help it and since she once more touched him he didn't have the time to stress over such a thing. The warmth spread through him again a slight sigh escaping him.


Surveying her he hesitating before extending his own muzzle brushing it against her cheek for the briefest of moments automatically inhaling her scent deeply. "How are you then Ilona? You look well." For once his words were slightly warm a trace of genuine concern to it. How easy it was to slip into pleasantries with her. To feel relaxed in anothers presence. His lack of social skills didnt matter when he was with her and with the patience she had whenever he was rude she just took it in her stride shruging it off easily. No wonder he was drawn to her.

[Thoxic]

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[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

She touched him again before nibbling on his ribbons. Unflinching his head dipped muzzle nudging her neck gently in response. He was glad she was well and hadn't got into too much trouble due to him. The idea of her feeling like a filly again drew a chuckle from him. "Are you trying to say I'm a bad influence Ilona?" The little teasing dig slipped out naturally for once although he worried a little to how she would take it. She was questioning him then. Asking why he had come here....which meant he would have to admit a few home truths. Oh he could have fobbed her off but something stopped him from doing so. Besides she looked so happy...and very beautiful. Was she happy to see him? He considered it for a moment briefly before shrugging the thought away. "I came here to find you and yes I was too eager to wait. I missed you after you left. Words were quiet an edge of uncertainty to them.


I have feelings for her. The thought caused his body lock down mid reeling. He couldn't have feelings for her. It went against ever moral he had...every belief he had always had. But it explained all his emotions and reactions to her. Head shaking slightly in defiance to what his heart was telling him he swallowed painfully aware of the mare standing so close to him.

[Thoxic]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] "Yes, you're a very bad influence for me... But I think I like it, like you." She said with a little smile and now she stepped up to stand beside him, and she rested her maw against his back a little. He still smelled of sea and salt, but that was just to be expected as he had been taken a very long trip in the sea to get here. But he seemed to be well so she didn't worry about him, even his wound at the forehead had now closed a bit, it wasn't bleeding anymore, and the salt in the water had probably helped to sterilise it, together with the clean water he had used at the spring. "But why where you so eager to meet me of all horses? There's dozens around here, surely you must have meet some of them either yesterday or today." Yeah, she was a bit confused about why it was her he was eager to meet, there were so many other pretty, herdless mares out there. Even though her heart skipped a beat every time she met those dark eyes, she could never hope for him to feel anything but friendshup, a very mild one at that.

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[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

He was relived she had not taken any offense at his dig and her admission left him pleased. He hadn't expected it and he couldn't help but wonder how she felt like it when he had been a jerk to her the previous day. The feel of her maw against his back drew him from his thought leaving him slightly surprised to find her so close to him. "Not many share your opinion of me. I am glad you have it though." Oh he probably should have said that he liked her too but he couldn't however much he wanted to. Head turning he smiled back at her neck stretching so he could give a strand of her forelock a light playful tug.


He froze slightly at her next words. At her question. They were too close to the home truth for him to be comfortable with. Oh he wanted to answer her honestly. He wanted to confess his feelings for her but the unknown that would lurk after such an action scared him. What if she didn't return such feelings? He would appear a fool and certainly feel like one. Gaze pulling away from hers a frown formed as he considered his options. He should deny it for the of pride and protecting his heart yet the idea of lying to her repulsed him. So how the hell was he going to get himself to confess? Gaze shifting to her again he hesitated before speaking. "You aren't like other mares I have met ilona. I...I...I ha-" He broke off from his stuttering a frown forming in frustration. Every time he tried to say it the words didn't form properly. Nostrils flaring slightly he exhaled heavily gaze drifting from her again

[Thoxic]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] She didn't quite understand why he would say that she was like no other mare he had met, but while she thought of that, he was still playing with her forelock, so she played with him too, nipping and playing at string of his long black mane. She evied him a little for his color, since there were so many blue roans, like her, around the Islands, and it was hard for her to feel unique then. There were four other blue roans that she knew about, around here, she was the fifth. His color was more unique, and that just added to what she already liked about him. The interruption he made when she had asked him why he was so eager, made her even more curious about what it could be, so she tipped her head sligthly, looking at him with those soft black eyes. What was he up to now? it was surely something, he had been studdering and she still hadn't gotten any answer. But then again, she wasn't going to push him, she was too calm, too patient for that, so when she still didn't get an answer, she started to move. She nipped at his mane one last time before she set off in a soft trot towards the trees, it was easier to hide there from any unwanted eyes, so they could be alone and safe. It was obvious that she wanted him to follow.

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[rhianna4554]

Dante
I have no heart, I'm cold inside

Her little nips on his mane barely bothered him and if he wasn't too busy trying to work out how to get himself to tell her he would have found it charming. Head turning he watched her a faint smile forming even if his eyes were troubled frustration in them as well. Affection was there too love burning deep inside them mostly hidden by the torment of other emotions. His lack of an explanation only made her more curious those soft dark eyes boring into him. Nickering softly his muzzle reached out gently nudging her neck slightly. With a final tug of her ribbons she was moving away heading for the trees. Did she want him to follow? Probably but even if she didn't he was not inclined to letting her slip away.


Head tossing slightly he moved forwards strides extending in to a floating high stepping trot as he followed neck arching gracefully automatically as he settled into his strides. His muscles were still tender protesting slightly as they stretched and then recoiled with each movement.

[Thoxic]

[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 110%;] Ilona slipped into the forest with ease, her tail raised behind her like a dark fan of silky hair, and within a moment she was engulfed in the forest, he just had to come efter her to see her moving between the trees. In here no one could see them, so there would be no problems with either the Chief or Chieftess. She didn't know what feelings made her sneak away with Dante like this, but she didn't mind, it felt so secretive, like they had something together that needed protecting, somthing that no one else could destroy. She didn't even know how to describe the feeling that passed through her chest when she saw that he was following her, but it was remarkable. She wouldn't dare to call it love, but it was something, she liked him more than she should have, but she didn't mind.. She welcomed it. She welcomed the feeling of loving someone for the first time in her life, and the feeling of maybe.. maybe being loved back. She wasn't so sure of how Dante felt yet, Only that she wasn't like any other mare he had met. She didn't know what to say, but when he came closer, she walked up to him, nuzzled his forelock for a moment and she felt happy about the world again, like a weight had been lifted from her chest. What was word when you could show everything with you actions?

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[rhianna4554]

Dante

Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings?
Telling me to give you everything.

A frown formed slightly as they drew closer to the trees. Was she really going to sneak away it him into such a closed of and intimate area? It seemed so for her path never wavered much like his gaze remained glued to her. When she disappeared from view for a mere second his strides extended anxious to have her in his sight again. The force of the emotion took him back a little but it was pushed to one side easily. In the cover and intimate atmosphere the forest offered she was the only thing holding his attention. Emotions were barely thought about in such a rare moment. Strides shortened till he was dropping down to a walk his head lowered slightly as he exhaled heavily through his nostrils. Her earlier glance back at him hadn't gone unnoticed. Had he seen relief for a second?


Thoughts abandoned him at her movement strides stopping completely so that he was at a standstill. God she was beautiful. The slight gloom cast by the thick trees gave her mostly natural white coat a faint glow occasionally dispelled by light that filtered through the canopy of leaves. Either way she looked like an angel and a very appealing one at that. Leaning into her touch slightly a soft nicker gain liberty before his muzzle moved to touch hers for a moment. She was so close filling everyone of his senses in a matter of seconds. He felt no inclination to fight against it. He was content...slightly aroused too by the way his body responded. It had been a few years since any mare ad drawn such a reaction and even then it had never been like this. It had been always carnal pleasures before demanded by instinct. This was different. Completely different. She made his heart swell like none before every smile or every time he saw her again causing it to flutter...to miss a beat. Oh and then there was the matter of when she was close to him like this. It sent his heart racing thoughts dissipating with a heartbeat till there was just her. Her opinion was valued more then any thing else her mere presence offering him such warmth and comfort. Sure he had little time for others but in moment like this he had all the time in the world for her. It was a shame pride would make him a coward and risk losing it all for good.


Stepping closer to her his muzzle brushed across her neck nostrils inhaling that sweet intoxicating scent of hers. Playfully he lipped at a ribbon from her mane gently his tail flicking slightly to come into contact with the hindquarter away from her. Absentmindedly his muzzle once more brushed against her delicate neck rubbing it gently. His mind however was very much aware of the growing desire to have her. The idea of taking her out of lust like all the others made him uncomfortable though. Oh yes he wanted her but he felt more for her then just lust even if he didn't want to admit it. Breaking from is thoughts he took a few steps away from her gaze drifting over her delicate frame taking in ever curve and feature. It did nothing to help his desire or much to clear his head but he couldn't help it. Gaze drifting back to her eyes so much like his own he gave her a warm smile. "Wont you get in to trouble for this Ilona?" The question slipped out after it dawned on him that yes she probably would get into trouble. The usual impulsive him wouldn't have cared and accepted such an invitation from a mare but again she was different. Hell he worried about her welfare too much for his liking at times. Concern put to one side he was well aware of the need to redirect his attention or at least try to. Otherwise he might find himself losing his self restraint on his desire and taking her regardless anyway.