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 Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:16 pm
His first introduction to the stallion so regularly whispered about (especially by the mares) had come during a particularly intense night a few days earlier. Words and blows were exchanged; new alliances and enmities created. And despite the sudden drawing of lines, Cal had not formed any distinct opinion about the heavily accented midnight colored beast he had more or less sided with.
But today was a new day, and Calamity strode purposefully across the lands, following winsome whispers and rumors of the stallion's current location. He would speak to him, and decide for himself what he really thought of the supposed lothario, but although he knew they were of a common understanding, he just wasn't sure he liked Remy.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:27 pm
He had cooled considerably between his last encounter with the kalona... Of course, he couldn't quite recall that part of the night clearly. He knew that two had come between he and his prey, and that one had told them both to leave... But his mind had been clouded considerably by other thoughts.
The stallion had chosen the perfect place to continue cooling his tempers; back at the lack where he'd last frolicked with the mare who he'd been defending the night of the 'fight'. There were good, happy thoughts here... And cool water. Water that the tip of his muzzle was now pressed to, drinking deeply of the crystal clear liquid.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:49 pm
Against the cool blue of the large lake opening up before him, he probably could have lost Remy and his inky coat. But that mane...that tail...and were he at a clearer angle, his eyes would have quickly betrayed him. They blazed like fire on the horizon, and Calamity though he actually may have squinted slightly in compensation.
The night drove intermittent chilling breezes across the water, and unlike Calamity who couldn't help but shiver (despite his best efforts), Remy stood entirely unfazed by the wind other than a gentle stirring of his vibrant hair.
Cal approached, unassured of how to address. He decided to follow suit and drink from the lake's edge. The water was cool, and made him realize how thirsty he'd actually been. The tips of his long mane fell into the water, and Cal cursed himself knowing how annoying the wet hair would prove to be momentarily.
His eyes snapped open from his parched reverie, and he looked over at the other stallion, wondering if he would have to further assert his presence, or if he had already been acknowledged.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 10:17 am
He might have been in thought but he would have been a fool to not notice the approach of another male. The sound of hooves on the ground, no matter how soft, was distinct... As was the drinking of water that followed after the approach. Calamity, for all of his size and accessory-like appendages, had a silent grace about him that was much appreciated.
By the time the pale stallion's gaze lifted it would find, and meet, with Remy's burning embers. They spoke of an innate fire burning within and a challenge to all who would seek to extinguish it but, as midnight lids fell over them in a blink, that 'threat' was taken away.
When they opened again his head tilted towards the sky, muscles along his neck rippling with the movement. He wasn't a brute of a stallion. He wasn't thick or anywhere near to being a wall of power... But there was a strength about him, backed by determination. "Evenin'..." One word spoken. As far as he was concerned, it was the only word needed for now.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:40 pm
Cal's ears pricked up in attention at Remy's near-forgotten drawl. He stood, stepping back and away from the water's edge, turning his large form at full attention to the stallion.
Much to his chagrin, he couldn't think of exactly how to address the other beyond this point. Unfortunately, Remy had summed things up impeccably in a dingle word. He sighed silently, searching for words and avoiding the unforgivingly intense gaze bearing down on him.
Finally, Cal's chin lowered and he cleared his throat slightly before it's use. "Your name is Remy? I don't think we were properly introduced at any point. My name is Calamity."
His words were clear and deliberate, even-toned so nothing of his character and disposition could be read from it. The only meaning given were his words, not his inflection. He did it almost as a conscious acknowledgement of Remy's lyrical accent.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:13 pm
He nodded once as the stallion voiced his name in question; a fiery tress falling over his eyes only to be blown away by a gust of heated air from his mouth. His words, once they came, flowed from his tongue like the cool waters that fed the lake they now made 'conversation' by. "Non, we not been introduced a't'all. Matter 'o fact, I think we only meet because someone step out o' line." He snorted at that, nostrils flaring as his inner fires blazed for a moment before cooling as much as they were likely to.
He 'pawed' at the ground with one of his front hooves, stirring up a bit of dirt before his movements brought him back away from the lake's edge. It would almost seem as if he were trying to put more distance between himself and the kalona... But such was certainly not the case. No, he, much like the other stallion, wished to face the other male as they spoke.
"S'there somethin' I can do for you, Calamit'eh?" His brow raised slightly out of curiosity. Was he going to have to defend himself? He couldn't recall the kalona siding with the fool... But one could never be certain.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 3:17 pm
"No, Remy. I'm here for exactly the reason you mentioned. We've not been propery introduced, and whether or not you're aware of the ways of this land...I am more or less the authority of these herds. I make it a point to meet every newcomer myself. Having said that, I seldom tolerate strangers, especially ones that cause such a disruption so quickly."
He smirked and flapped his long wings in an obvious display of prowess. "Then again, Vibrant Shades of Death has been more than a nuisance since the day his glittery, arrogant hide stepped into the fold. Do know that under other circumstances I certainly would have allowed you to do as you wished with him. But at that time, the peace had to be preserved. Another day, then."
The cool breeze rustled his mane and emblodened him to spout further exaggerations of his own importance. "You are welcome here, Remy. But you'll do well to stay in line. I'll be watching you."
He gave an extra flap of his wings for finality and stood up as straight as possible, puffing up his chest.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 5:29 pm
Those burning embers remained fixed on Clamity as he spoke and, for a moment, something flickered within them... Something so close to amusement that one might have imagined laughter coming from the stallion who stood so still that, had it not been for the rise and fall of his chest and the flicker of his mane in the gentlye breeze, one might have believed him to be a brilliantly painted totem. The ultimate authority to be obeyed at all costs?
He waited for the pale kalona to finish his speach before speaking his own thoughts. "Dat name's not one worthy o' bein' uttered by anyone's lips, let alone the lips of one who claims to be the local authoriteh. Fools like dat think they powerful... But they loose dat power da moment you turn away. They invisible." He accented that particular thought with a snort.
Then, that look of amusement returned, a slight grin moving the corners of his mouth. "Why you be watchin' me? See somethin' you like?" It should have been obvious that he was teasing. "Dun' worry... Remy always on best behavior."
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 11:42 am
He couldn't help himself. Perhaps it was the lilting accent, or maybe the very relaxed-yet-alert nature of the midnight stallion, but Calamity's demeanor immediately broke with Remy's joke. He had shown the Kalona proper respect, and in doing so even proved himself to be worthy of more than Calamity's disdain and wariness. He was, in fact, a brother.
"I couldn't agree more. And don't get your hopes up because I've got pink in my coloring, friend. I don't swing that way."
He chuckled and tossed his mane, turning away from the lake. "I'm sure I'll be seeing you around, Remy."
He smirked and looked back at the deep, inky blue-blackness of the sky, water, and soquili. Despite his natural camoflauge, and even without the flare of his eyes and mane, Remy could never be invisible. Not by a long shot. And even with his amiable nature, Calamity still felt there was a lot about that stallion he'd never know. But then again, as long as he never crossed him, there was no reason other than idle curiousity to find out.
He'll be quite a hit with the mares, I think. Nothing appeals to silly females more than an air of mystery. Remy's cornered the market. He's competition, but no enemy...that's for certain.
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