Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 13:35:25 GMT -5
Sage yawned, and shook her body. Coming spring she'd started to grey out more. She hadn't gotten to go out much since having Vasiliy. But these last few weeks she kicked him off the milk, and started to go off on her own without him. Most of her time she went out at night to go out alone, away from Budik and Vasiliy. Now-a-days most horses voices annoyed her, thats why she went out into the night, her coat was starting to blend in with it more and more, and it made her feel at ease. The wolves that she heard howling sometimes at night didn't scare her as much as they had when she first arrived here, In fact, they gave a nice melody to her quiet night on her walks. Her coat had grown rather bulky from living here, she couldnt even remember what it felt like to have that thin coat when she lived in the desert. Sage snorted, feeling the cold spring air come into her nostrils.
As the large stallion walked, he thought in silence. One meeting with the king was not enough to know what the future would hold. Especially when the meeting went as it did. The smokey black coldblood shook his wavy mane softly as he lowered his head, his mood becoming that of a snake. He would have hissed, had his vocal cords been capable of such a task. Master, cawed his raven from above. Master, a dame approaches. His head rose once more to its towering height. He could feel a breeze against his back, seemingly pushing him forward to the mare whom he could now smell.
Caiaphas' feather hooves lifted themselves in a trot, following the bloody bird that had taken off towards the area her smell was coming from. He may not have been a stealthy as Annas, but he made sure to keep himself hidden as he approached the mare. He wanted to watch her in the darkness, to feast his eyes upon his growing hunger.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 14:16:17 GMT -5
Sage was quiet, Her feet stepping lightly. It was strange, usually in her night walks, she heard crickets. But tonight they must have taken a break from their mating ritual's. Sage flicked her ears, raising her head high up listening. Crickets were singing all around in the desert when she was young, and it was a comforting to hear them as a lullaby as a young filly. She always thought that when she was young, she would raise her first foal in the desert, bringing a new-found life into the unforgiving desert. Sage lowered her head, and took a chunk of dewed grass into her mouth, running it through her teeth slowly. When she had risen her head from grabbing that chunk, she saw a dark figure of a bird fly across the sky. Strange, She thought to herself. that bird is too small and slender to be an owl. She lowered her head from the sky and thought about it. Blinking her brown eyes with a slight curiosity about the bird. She soon let it leave her thoughts, Because she didnt want to ruin her thoughts about something that could screw up her night.
Pilate new better then to speak now, he didn't hesitate to fly overhead of the grey mare, but his voice was out of the question. The raven swept through the trees on his way back to the master, staying hidden and secretive. He landed on the stallions forelock, awkwardly holding his wings out as he perched. Master, he whispered as quietly as possible, Master shall I talk to her? He leaned over Caiaphas' head.
The stallion shook the bird off, Go now. His deep rumbling voice growled as he peered through the foliage. He watched as the bird flew low until he landed just before the delicate mare. Caiaphas was standing to the back of the mare, in prime position to see all of her movements as well as hear Pilates annoying voice.
Hello, m'lady. The birds head tilted to the right eyeing his masters shadow before continuing. Are you alone tonight, such a pretty morsel? 'Tis not safe to be alone, when masters are lurking in the shadows. Caiaphas' lip threatened an evil smirk as he heard the bird's grinding wheels thinking. 'Tis not safe, m'lady. The bird's voice was tempted to break into his own cackling laughter.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 14:50:47 GMT -5
Sage was almost was spooked when the Raven landed in front of her. She stepped back a few steps from his sudden appearance. Lowering her head she listened to what he had to say. Masters? She'd heard of birds who would follow around horses, but never had she heard of them calling them Masters. Masters?" She blinked her eyes in nervousness. "Someone else is here, correct? She took another step back, feeling the stress of not knowing what was going to happen suddenly weigh down on her mind. "I'd rather you tell me who is out there little bird before i become somewhat stressed." She lied to him. Since becoming a herd member, she'd felt a viel of protection over herself, a viel that made her feel like she didnt have to be on a constant look out. That made her skills of lying and hiding her fear start to grow weak, and she could defineatly tell that her barrier of skills was starting to weakin.
The bird listened obediently to the little mare before launching himself at her, swooping over her head and grabbing her forelock as he flew back to Caiaphas. His cackling had taken hold now; he loved to watch other equines be intimidated by master.
Caiaphas shook the bird off immediately, causing him to no longer be a part of the fun. This beautiful vixen was his and his alone, for tonight at least. He watched her fidget in the clearing, knowing full well that she could not see him at such a distance with his black body standing in shadows. Her nervousness excited him, the threat of her fleeing caused his heart to pound in his chest although he'd been standing still for minuets on end. Turn around. He growled through the shadows, eyeing her greying body. Now. He flicked his ears forward quickly, listening for any response that may follow her movements. He knew she could hear him. He knew she was afraid. Caiaphas moved to the right silently and secretively, getting a better view of her while she searched for a view of him. His eye flickered with an evil grin as he waited to revel himself.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 15:19:35 GMT -5
Sage reared back in suprise when The Raven flew over her head. She heard him laughing in the bushes, making her stress tingle down through her spine. She landed down fast, her mane flying in all strange directions then landing in a strangled mess. She moved her head in a gentle motion to remove her forelock from her eyes. Turn Around, Now She heard a deep voice saying behind her in the darkness. She didnt spin quickly, she took a breath, then turned around slowly. Don't show your fear, your mother taught you this. How would Vasiliy act if you were showing fear around him right now? She breathed out, her nostrils creating a sound. "I suggest you show yourself now." She said quietly to the shadows. "I'd rather not go off and spit empty threats towards the shadows the whole night."She said, swishing her tail fastly. Waiting for whatever was out there to come out.
And empty threats they shall be. The stallion growled back at the flighty, yet feisty mare. He could no longer tell if she saw him, for her eyes drifted over him and then back. He chose to make his entrance slowly, circling in the darkness, no longer staying silent. You mare, should be more observant of your surroundings. He said in his normal low voice, as he moved to his right at the same distance from the mare, circling her. As if he were a predator and she his prey. Mare, you should learn to bite your haughty tongue, or I'll bite it for you. He could hear his bird brain friend cackling in a tree a ways off from the scene. He would surely watch everything as it went down, in a rather sadistic manner might he add.
You're, too beautiful, to be such a... a wandering soul. He couldn't put her demeanor into words at the moment, his thoughts mixed with an excitement that hadn't been present for a long time. Your name? He said more then asked, emerging from the foliage, allowing the moon to hit his smokey coat. Your name is? Such a morsel. He hissed a repeat of Pilate's original words. He was creepy by nature but a beautiful beast himself. If one could get over the feeling he caused they'd be pleasantly charmed for the time he chose to spend with them, or so Caiaphas thought.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 17:43:07 GMT -5
Sage was starting to get annoyed, this horse, was playing a stupid game of hide and seek, while that Raven laughed its head off. No wonder her Mother hated that game. It was time consuming, it was stupid, and last, it got at least one horse playing get annoyed. He spoke words, but she ignored most of it But this stallion was now no longer trying to hide, his movement could be heard now. Sage side stepped, following the noise of the horse. Who's scent now filled her nose since the wind had been favoring him this whole time. A stallion, one of which, of course she didn't know. You're, too beautiful, to be such a... a wandering soul The words would have flattered her some other time, but the stress quickly took the thoughts of that away. Although if it was some other time, she would have asked them to dis-regard that completely. Your name? He said, Sage didn't find it as a question but a statement. When saying that, he stepped into the moonlight,a smoky coat was covering his body, and might a fine choice his gene's picked Sage thought to herself. In her thoughts, he added, Such a morsel Just like that bird had said somewhat earlier. In her thoughts, Sage concluded that the bird and this stallion were related in some way. She was glad that since coming to live up here her shyness had dissolved a lot. "Its Sage." She said wearily. " I used to be a wandering soul like you, but now I reside on these mountains, in Budiks herd" Her tail was now resting and not swishing in annoyance, her ears were forward and awaiting a responce.
Budik, a deep growl within the stallion rumbled through his being. Caiaphas would never be king, he wasn't stupid enough to want to be king. He was more of an agent, to anyone he wished to help. So far, this king, had not become one that Caiaphas wished to follow. The smokey brute thought back to their meeting, short and not so sweet it was. He felt shorted by the king, unappreciated and looked down upon. No one looked down upon Annas and Caiaphas, the two vigilante stallions had too much to offer to any monarchy, one would be stupid to shrug them off. The coldblood hadn't gone so far as to call Budik stupid yet, but this mare was beginning to make a point.
Shut up you blubbering idiot. The black stallion called, aiming his irritated glare at the raven who immediately stopped his laughing. He was not to be disturbed tonight; not by Pilate and not by King Budik. Sage. Her name rolled off of his thick, deep voice in a tone meant only for her only in that very moment.Beautiful Sage, my darling, my symbol. Why are you out here alone if what you say is true? Where is your Budik? His eyes smiled wryly, but also in a very harsh manner. Where indeed was the king. If she'd been in his herd for some time, as she seemingly stated, Budik had surely produced a child with her. Or was she infertile, useless to an heir-less king? But not to fear, dearest Sage. For I am here now. He looked down to the obviously smaller mare as he brushed closer and closer to her. I am here with you, and we are alone. He would not force her to like him, but it was preferred and he was patient.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 4, 2012 19:41:23 GMT -5
Sage heard the growl at the mere mentioning of Budiks name. The Stallion naturally had a deep voice, but when he made a growl, it was much deeper. It also traveled through his body like a wave. It made Sage shiver, this stallion obviously had strong opinions on things. She was glad that she had crossed paths with such a fellow, Sage had grown prone to grow very ignorant towards horses who barely even thought things out for themselves. When the stallion called out to the Raven to shut up, Sage jumped, she had almost expected the stallion to yell at her. But when she heard him say her name, she let the supision go. She was letting her stress ease up off her shoulders. She listened to him talk to her with ears forward, and shivered when he got closer to her, her comfort zone was passed long ago in this conversation. "Budik is most likely away with the herd." She said timidly, feeling her shyness appear out of no where, she hoped her stuttering wouldn't come out of the blue either. "Or with my son. I don't know, I left at after sunset to go for my usual walk alone." She paused. "Or he's off patrolling the land." Sage said this, starting to feel nervous about the stallions advances. "I Did'nt happen to catch your name, what is it.?"
Your son, Budik's child I presume. But certainly not an heir to the thrown? This truly was a question. Had Caiaphas' evil heart gone to far this time? Was his conscience getting the best of him? If, indeed, this mare had produced Budik's heir then she would inevitably be or become his queen. If, indeed, all of this was playing out to be such, Caiaphas wondered if his thoughts had grown too dark and conflicting. He had nothing extreme against the king, and nothing at all against this mare, so why should he destroy something that could be blossoming before his very eyes.
Yes, why indeed. Caiaphas' eyes grew cold as he looked upon the body of the small, gray mare in the darkness. I am Caiaphas. I am your king tonight. He wasted no time getting close to the mare, circling her twice before standing behind her. No words escaped the black stallions lips, and even Pilate's galling cackles were silenced in the dark. As soon as he had snapped, lost control for a mere moment, Caiaphas was finished with her. He returned all four feet to the ground and stepped away from her, stepped away from Sage. His eyes, no longer hard, were bright and oddly masked in the moonlight as he looked at her. What have you done? His mind raced with the thousands of thoughts that would now plague him for life. This mare's memory would now follow him forever. He was responsible, and his actions caused an unknown remorseful feeling to enter his body. He was pleased, and disgusted with himself all at the same time. Sage.
Post by writtenphoto on Mar 5, 2012 18:29:11 GMT -5
Sage listened attentively with her ears, listening to his res1onse. "He has not declared my son Heir to this land, And yes, he his the son of Budik." In the back of her skull, there was a sense of fear being quieted down by a small amount of trust. He... Caiaphas was a magnificent stallion, and she wondered why this horse had a dis-taste to Budik, When she had first met Budik, he was kind and sweet and welcoming her to his land with open arms. But she noticed by the seasons changing, he would grow very distant from the herd, by winter time, he had left the mares to fend for themselves in the cold weather. The way he acted in the hardest season of them all angered her greatly. Sage was surprised for that mere moment when He lost control of himself. She could feel her trust starting to be overwhelmed by fear, and stress mostly. She averted her mind to other things. Crickets, yes crickets... The thought of crickets didn't last long.. She turned around, crossing her back legs and pivoting on one of her front legs. Sage saw the look was different in his eyes. she averted her gaze and thought about that Raven. Did... he watch us? She thought with her timid mind
OOC: Yes i think it could be wrapped up in my post right here. Unless you want to post another XD