Love The Autumn {Roland}

[Mal]

Autumn trotted slowly through the mountains. Her tail and mane whipped about in the wind like announcement flags. The announced many things, like her beauty, grace, intelligence, and--most of all--the fact she was in heat and had no mate. She looked surprisingly fragile and delicate--but she was anything but. When most people saw this lovely mirage-like essa in this environment they expected her to trip and fall or break something. She was a very strange essa, her striking beauty always deceiving people making them think she was stupid and breakable.

Autumn continued to trot for a while until the wind changed direction and carried a husky and earthy scent. A stallion, she thought alarmed. She froze, scared. She didn't know what this stallion was going to be like and she hoped he wasn't one who force-bred. She snorted and looked in the direction where the scent had come from, auds pricked into the direction as well. "Hello? Who's there?" She spoke not showing her fear, her British accent ringing in every syllable.


~Aut

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[Grimm]

ROLAND

Roland lifted himself, continuing til he was at his full height. Just as quickly as he did, he lowered his head, not enjoying the fact that he was so much taller than the mare before him. It was something his mother had almost nipped at him about; him standing over her at least. The thought of his mother brought a smile to his maw, though he was looking at the mare so it must have looked like he was simply smiling at her. "Hello there, beautiful. My calling is Roland and I'm the Monarch of Farlom. Who might you be?"

[/color] he asked.

She was a beautiful, little thing, the same color as his mother, with sort of the same markings. His orbs turned from the mare for just a moment, glancing in the general direction he had last seen his mother. Was she alright? Had she found a nice stallion to keep her happy? A good herd? Shaking his head, audits perked up as he turned back to the mare. "You have nothing to fear, Lady. My mother would stomp on my hide if I mistreated another mare,"[/color] he stated, dipping his head to her.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Mal]

Aut smiled when she realized he wasn't here to hurt her. Her heart rate returned to normal and she stood tall, her cream mane and tail blowing in the wind. She bowed respectfully, but yet somehow flirtaciously all at the same time. She smiled a sexy little smile and when he finished speaking, her brown orbs peirced into his soul as she spoke at a normal volume but with her British accent her voice sounded...soft?

"Hello, sir. My name is Autumn and I am a homeless mare looking for a herd. Defenitally a mate too,"[/b] she stated with a wink. What a handsome stud...defenately worthy to be my mate, she thought happily. Most people would think this slight mare had an agenda, but really all she wanted was a home.[/center][/size]