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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2016 5:46 pm
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 The Heart Wants lurked around the border of his tribe, eyes narrowing dangerously as he contemplated his choices. This would make the fifth night in a row he had left the tribe in the dead of night to pursue other adventures, and with each night he threw himself deeper into another lie he needed to hide from her. Every night he waited at the edge, listening for anything that could turn him back before giving up on the flawed hope he had and turning into the insanity he was becoming so accustomed to. Maybe, she might wake and see him at the border. Maybe she could stop him,
But she never did.
So, with a heart that was slowly caring less about the cruel deeds he was setting out to do, The Heart Wants scuffed as he padded further from the tribe and deep into the surrounding territory. Maybe tonight would be the day his game came to an end. His interest in siring children had never been honest. He could care less about bolstering his tribe or having new life created by him. No, he was simply interested in the carnage that would follow. Broken hearts, shattered lives, it was a release he so begged for. His own life was, while amusing at times, meticulous. Wake up, start another lie, watch out for her, go to sleep, rinse and repeat. He was no closer to what he truly wanted, and, he was no fool. He'd never be any closer. His own heart had long ago hardened and grown numb, perhaps aching here and there when a rare moment seemed to catch his eyes. For the most part, he had accepted it as it was. This was how his life would be, and while he was absolutely happy ensuring she had the best life he could offer, he had grown stiff.
So, why not make someone suffer the way he had? Become something unobtainable. Smash the heart of some un-expecting doe and leave her with the reminder she had been abandoned. The best way to do this? Lure a foolish doe into his hooves, capture her heart, and shatter all that was left when her stomach was swollen with the promise of their "future." It was a cruel game, and one he was sure MotherFather would punish him for, but he was a gambler.
He padded through the territory, satisfied when he could no longer see the path to his tribe. Good. It'd be unlikely anyone would follow his footsteps at this point. Now, to find someone both awake at this hour and foolish enough.....
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2016 1:17 pm
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Ashes and Posies padded across the open glen, pleased at the moonlight and the stars overhead. There were no goals in mind. Maybe find a nice place to sleep. A nice place to stay and explore and then move again. It had been days since she had last seen her family, the brothers and sisters she adored. Her mother, father, all a little distant in her mind. She learned quickly that she couldn't stay. No, she left them with the image of a sweet, kind doe and traveled along the path to nowhere in particular.
All right, it was a lie to say there were no goals in mind. There were... Some goals. Particularly, to find fun and extract it as much as possible from the bones of those foolish enough to fall for her sweet exterior. Perhaps to mate and have some children. She wondered if that would 'fix' her, make her right and stop the questionable desire to watch others crumble before her hooves abate. Would children sate the angry burn in her heart, the sharp words that she yearned to lash out with?
A buck, a gorgeous buck with starlight hair, stood in the distance and Ashes hesitated, her eyes widening slightly. Had Motherfather heard her questions and sent someone to bring the fire in her heart to cool? She could not be too excited. Instead she approached him, still some way off, making sure her tail swayed in all its fluffy glory behind her body.
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Eco-friendly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2016 12:16 pm
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He had paused for a minute, surveying the world around him with a critical gaze. Sometimes, the thought occurred to him to just run. Get away from what he so sought but could never obtain. Find a life where he could be his natural born self; cruel, heartless, manipulative. Yet, the familiar tug of what he couldn't escape would send him tripping backwards, cementing his future before he even had a chance to fight it.
Bah, ill thoughts never did him any good. His tail flicked, eyes flicking as something moved in the distance. Oh. A doe, and a rather fetching one at that. He couldn't deny himself from taking in her beauty, lips curving back into a gentle and pleasant smile. Oh. So the MotherFather did have something to offer him. Raising his head in greeting, he took it upon himself to break the silence as she seemed to grow closer.
"What a pleasure it is to see someone of your beauty, milady." He called, shifting to face her better. Was she here for the tribe, perhaps? Or...?
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