[SRP] New Playthings. (Lyz x Lith)

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This is a self rp between my Lyze and Lithrhovanel
Please do not post.
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Lithrhovanel scraped her claws against the dirt, snorting as she ripped up blades of grass from their bed of soil and mashed down bits of blueish purple goo, staring absent minded at the remains of an unfinished meal. Carelessly she tossed them aside, anger apparent on her face. Her plans were going no where. In fact they seemed to have come to a complete halt. And it wasn't for a lack of trying, oh no. These days her own personal agenda was the only thing on her mind. She had found what she thought to be a worthy suitor but his mind seemed to be... else where. A very tiny else where.

Just thinking of the pint sized fish horse made her all about snarl in disgust. How a strong and seasons stallion like him would prefer to spend time with a mare barely half the size of his hooves..... she would never know. "Stupid male...." she cursed to herself softly, ears flat against her head, lost in the sea of feathers that made up her mane. This only reinforced the ideals in her head that females were the superior sex. However it also only fueled her goals of finding a stallion worthy enough to help her raise strong daughters.

"I wont stop... I can't..." she sighed deeply, shutting her eyes and letting her head fall slightly. The sounds of her armor clanking against itself as she moved and the gentle rustle of the breeze were the only sounds she could hear in that moment. If anything at this rate.... she desired a daughter if only to put an end to the loneliness that welled up inside her these days.  

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Pale white eyes of an equally pale white owl peered at the crimson figure of a mare not too far in the distance. Truth be told he had been watching her for some time, even going as far as to follow her for several minutes. Something about her sparked his curiosity and he decided her worth the time to spend discovering what she might be up too. So far she hadn't done anything interesting. However what she spoke to herself, believing no one around to hear, brought forth an internal grin.

So she desires strong daughters hmm... he thought to himself, shifting idly to run a yellow beak through his snow tinted feathers. Seeing as she seemed to have stopped for a moment, he took a few seconds to preen a couple wing feathers before spreading his wings and taking to the air. Catching the breeze he circled overhead at first, gaze peering straight down at the mare. Several loud hoots echoed from his vocal cords as he announced his presence. He'd wait for her to give him notice before he'd descend. He wanted to make sure he had her attention and that she wouldn't just wander off.

After all.... he was being ever so kind to give her his time. She should do the same...  

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The mare's ears were deaf to the sounds around her at first until the hooting of a nearby owl became increasingly incessant. Almost annoyingly so in fact.

Finally peeling her eyes open, Lith cast her gaze to the sky, green eyes glaring out from beneath the skull shape mask currently adorning her face. Her shoulders flexed as she shifted, somewhat uncomfortably, to keep her eyes on the owl that now seemed to be slowly making its descent down towards her. Already she knew it wasn't an ordinary bird and as it finally alighted down upon the grass her gaze swept swiftly up its powerful yellow legs and up its ruffled feather body.

"State your business." she spoke simply yet demanding. She had no time for games, or rather no desire.  

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Lyze was already smirking in his mind when his claws touched the grass, his weight being supported by his powerful legs. His head tilted, almost upside down as owls do, his beak clacking as he made brief but softer hooting noises. Silently he thanked whatever makers be that in this state his beak hid his expressions else she'd be wiser to his schemes. "Business?" he tilted his head, cooing.

He took a bold step forward, ruffling his feathers as he stretched his wings then tucked the back against his sides. His tail flicked up and down as he let his eyes wander over her figure. Now that he was closer he could see every detail as if she were a piece of art.

Not bad for a walking meal.

Chuckling in a way that sounded more like a bird's churring, he began to slowly circle her once more, this time from the ground. He purposefully remained silent just to press her nerves. The only sounds he made was from the grass crunching beneath his talons as it mingled with the faint breeze. Already he began wondering what all he could gain from her before he grew bored. How long should he toy with her before sating his belly? A few minutes? Hours? Days?  

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"What do you want." Lith demanded again, her tone sharp and firm. She still did not trust this owl and knew something was off about him, but what she couldn't say. At least not yet.

Gripping one talon-ed foot into the ground, she tore up more of the grass and dirt beneath her, as if such a display were meant to frighten the critter and send him scurrying. She wouldn't hesitate to attack if need be, even if she knew not his strength yet. Her gaze locked on the feathered form, calculating. "I have no time for games. If you can't amuse me then begone." she huffed at the creature before promptly flicking her feathered mane over her shoulders. The clanking of her armor was meant to intimidate him, but if it did... well she couldn't quite say. Currently she found his owlish expression, or lack there of, hard to read.

And that was something she did not like.

 

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Lyze chuckled inwardly.

Ah what a silly little mare. She thought herself threatening? Clever? It took all he had not to laugh outwardly in her face. No, he wasn't going to give up the game just yet. If she kept this up... Lyze had a feeling she'd prove interesting. Perhaps even entertaining, at least for a couple days if anything. "What I want?" he tilted his head again, this time in the opposite direction yet still his head nearly swiveled completely upside down. "What I want is..." he paused, drawing it out for maximum anticipation. His gaze studied her's closely, looking for the slightest change in dilation.

"You."

Suddenly, before her eyes his figure began to change, features began to shift and elongate. Where a beak once was there was now a muzzle. What used to be talon feet were now hooves. His wings remained, however now larger and what was left of his owl features were now a animal hide draped across his back. He offered her a charming smile that hid his true malicious intents.  

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Lith's eyes widened slightly as the owl before her changed from a avian creature into a pelted stallion. Though she wasn't fully surprised, to say she was expecting this completely was far from the truth. Her gut had told her instantly something was amiss here but she hadn't speculated the situation going quite like this.

She'd heard tales of walkers before but thus far had been lucky in not encountering any personally. Today was a day for firsts apparently. Brows furrowing together, Lith snorted and prepared her defenses. She wasn't ready to die today but she'd put up a fight if need be. If only in attempts to secure herself a safe escape route. "I don't think so. I will not be on any creature's menu tonight." she said frankly and readied herself encase he decided to attack.

Truth be told, some deep part of her mind wondered if she couldn't just bend him to her will... but she knew that was pointless. She would be fighting a loosing battle there.
 

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Lyze chuckled, outwardly this time, as he watched the mare ready herself for an attack. He pressed forward, testing her, a grin spreading across his muzzle as she turned sideways, aiming to find the quickest escape route while also not allowing herself to turn her back completely towards him. He gave her armor another once over, not wanting to test her abilities in using them, especially the horns. Even with flying one wrong move could make for a tender wound across his belly or legs.

Still, he wasn't quite done with her either. But perhaps he'd toy with her longer, let her think she's won and retreat for now. "No?" he tilted his head. "Shame. I feel you'd benefit as well.... alas." he faked a pout, noting the slight change in her eyes. Now he had her thinking. Still she retreated slowly however. Seems he hadn't fully convinced her he wasn't about to make a meal of her. At least not yet. No, she was right to be afraid in his presence. And oh did he love milking that for all it was worth. Ever since that day, that unfortunate accident that cost him his normal life, his knowledgeable mind twisted.

No longer did he seek wisdom and to learn all there was to learn. Now he sought toys. Ways to manipulate others to falling right into his hooves. "Perhaps another day?" he laughed, watching as her slow strides became faster and faster. Deeply he whispered to himself. "Perhaps.....another day." he smirked before his form twisted once more back into the smaller avian form. Hooting several times, Lyze spread his wings and took to the skies, slowly soaring on the winds as he kept the red mare in his snow white sights.