[A Not-So-Delightful Afternoon]

[C.erise]

Afternoon Delight walked upon the cracked earth. The ground seemed to crumble with each step the grey mare took. The mare lowered her dial to the ground and looked between the cracks in the earth and swore she could see hell burning deep beneath. She took careful steps over the land, searching for a stallion to claim her. The sky was blue for miles and she grimaced at the sight. It looked as though rain had never touched these grounds, yet shrubs still grew along the edges of the land.
Noon raised her dial, pointing her nares into the very subtle wind. The air that blew past was hot and dry but she longed to find the scent of another creature in it. Her dark orbs blazed with frustration and anxiety for a stallion to claim her. She only hoped that there could be one as dark as her, one who could handle her evil ways.

[oscuro]

Ebonite voids gaze into the horizon, not one equus is spotted. Only shrubs spot the cracked and crumbling terra. Dome lowers to a stiff plant, no scent can be tooken from it. Maw opens to test the plant, almost immediatly, it crumbles under his pearly whites, filling his maw with dusty crumbs. Crown shakes violently to rid his ribbon of the bland taste. Suddenly, out of the blistering heat an equus is seen. Nares lift to the slight winds, pulling in the scent. It was a brutessa. Heavy hooves beat endlessly into the powdery floors, pulling him closer and closer to the mare of his dreams. So feminine and dark.

[C.erise]

The mare kept her head low, staring down at the cracked earth. As she stood, she saw small pebbles shake upon the earth. She lifted her dial quickly, looking for the source of the thunder. She spotted the large brute on the horizon. The mare stood, motionless, watching as the brute came closer to her. She did not smile, she did not smirk. She didn't even switch her tail to rid herself of the bothersome flies. She only watched as the large brute came ever closer to her.

[oscuro]

A sight for sore eyes. Literally, voids burning from the strong UV rays he rested them apon the darkest thing in these bright lands. He had been so along, all his voids had seen was bright orange and yellow colours for day. Weapons cease to move, all body stills. Standing face to face with the essa he glares into her eyes. They too seemed bland with the sun's merciless light.

[C.erise]

Noon let a quick breath out of her nares, keeping a firm gaze upon the stag. She stood tall and glared into his orbs, her icy ones chilling.
'Lo, stag, she said to the brute with a harsh tone to her voice. She stomped her dagger, rousing dust off the ground and around her bodice. Noon kept her icy gaze upon the stag, not letting herself wander from his orbs.

[oscuro]

Greeting beautiful. It seems as if this heat has made you hard. It also accures to me that you are alone, M'lady. Soothing tones dwindle out towards her audits. Sun dried voids look her over, a charming smile keeps hidden.

[C.erise]

The vixen snorted at the stag, laughing a devilish laugh. Stag, the heat has nothing to do with my vulgar ways. Noon kept her hard, icy gaze upon him. But to reply to his other words, she softened her tone some. But yes, I am alone. I see you are the same, brute? She softened her orbs as she gazed at the stag. She was an unkind mare, but that didn't mean she didn't become lonely at times.

[oscuro]

Why is such an attractive mare, alone? Voids travel the femora once more. Nares stretch towards the essa, pulling her scent to him once more.
I have the feeling you arrent claimed. Vocals once more travel towards her audits. he paused, awaiting her everso important response.

[C.erise]

Probably because I am such a wicked mare, she replied to the brute. And no, I am not claimed. Her icy gaze returned as she looked deep into the stallion's orbs. Slowly, she stepped around the stag, stretching her long limbs as she went. Her daggers landed lightly upon the earth as she walked round the stag, observing his every outline. She looked him up and down, at his tall bodice and continued to walk around until he was face to face with him again, a curious smirk upon her kissers.

[oscuro]

You are quite an impressive mare, your body is so finely chisseled. Small facade. Large audits. Smooth coat. Feminine curves. And everso combed tail. Voids travel her over as he takes his turn moving around her. Nares poke her lightly on the sides, checking her reaction. He comes back to her facade. And your eyes, so uninviting, and unique....... so, were you impressed. Vocals sound once more as he thoughts are turned back to himself.

[C.erise]

At the brute's touch, Noon pinned her audits back and lashed out her hind limbs at the stag. The mare smirked and said, Well, your coat is quite dirty, your auds are strangely small for the size of your dial, and overall you look quite unkempt. The mare smirked playfully and at the same time maliciously. Audits still pinned, she glared through her smirking kissers at the stag.

[oscuro]

Thanks for the compliment, Beatiful. A smile crosses his maw as she speaks. Admiration filling him. I may as well claim you. Vocals travel coldly to her audits. Orbs interlock with hers as he cocks his backleg. Shifting his wieght to the other side. Oh how lucky he would be to claim a mare like this. To 'own' such a mare was his dream goal.

[C.erise]

Noon snorted at the stallion's remark. You really think you can handle me? She cackled maliciously. Stag, I'm not so sure you could deal with a vixen like myself. She threw her dial wildly into the air and shook her grey banner. She stamped her daggers impatiently upon the cracked earth, waiting for the stag to come up with a decent reason for why he thought he could ever handle a mare such as Noon.

[oscuro]

You don't know my past, Mare. I CAN handle you. Muzzle nips her shoulder softly, teasing the cold mare. Voids watch for her response as the sun slowly begins to set. Banner stills, as the flies still. His past was brutal, but he had overcome all the hard obsticles in his way.

[C.erise]

Noon swung her dial around to bite the stag back for his nip on her shoulder. Audits pinned, she responded, And you think you know mine? I'd like to see you try. She bit the brute on the neck again, harder this time with a malicious look 'pon her face. The sunset gave the land around them an odd orange glow as it slowly sank behind the horizon. The air was still as she stood in the setting summer light. Her banner lay flat against her neck, creating sweat beneath it from the heat.

[oscuro]

I'm not a fortune teller, M'lady. Vocals dwindle into her audits. Columns pull him backwards to dodge her bites. Forelock changes sides as the stallion's skin cooled in the darkening place.
And by the way, why are you so cold. These are claiming grounds. If you don't want to be claimed, why come here. Words are cold and harsh, speaking of truth, no less.

[C.erise]

I came to look for a stallion who could handle me. Just because I'm here doesn't mean I have to choose the first stallion who walks up to me. Her words were harsh but honest. Though you do seem to be changing my mind, some... The mare nipped at the stag, not as hard as before though. She smirked at him, waiting to see how he would respond.