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 Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 8:15 am
Regret's ears flicked slightly as the stallion started to walk alongside her, she concentrated on the crunching of the grass beneath her feet and was that the sound of running water in the distance? Anything to drown out the stallions words as he asked her to stop, begged her to eat,tried to conjole her to open up to him. Regret wasn't sure what he would do if she kept walking but he was persistent and when he didn't fall back after a short while she blew out a long suffering breath and paused in her 'flight' away from him. It was clear she would have to give him something or he might never stop following her...like the creepy raven, which even now she could see spiraling lazily high in the sky. Wretched bird.
Regret's eyes were blank as her thoughts wandered and it wasn't until an errant breeze sent a piece of mane wandering that she recalled Lorcan. Right, the stallion - he was still here. How could she make him go away? Her brow furrowed in thought - clearly he believed talking about her problems would help her, well then she would let him think he was helping and then he would go on his way, feeling good and happy and satisfied that he had done something right.
Her eyes shifted to the stallion "Very well beast, I will stop walking..I will eat and I will allow you three questions. Three questions you can use to get my thoughts off my mind. Choose them well because when you are finished I will start walking again"
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 9:47 pm
Lorcan grumbled a bit mentally as he continued to follow this little mare. Honestly, this was getting annoying. He should just leave her to her thoughts. Let her drown or starve, or something. Who cared if there was one less mare. Honestly... And then he mentally kicked himself. This wasn't how he was raised and this wasn't how he acted! No, he would follow this mare and do something! However as she didn't stop he began regretting that decition. He could just go...
He blinked as she stopped. Finally! Just as he was planning on going. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Typical. "Ok, good. Alright then, get to eating. Three questions? Well alright then lets see..." He thought. Hmm... what to ask the mare. Well the first one jumped to his mouth before he could think otherwise. "What happened to cause you to be as you are now?" He asked, looking her over. A once beautiful coat, so dirty... so thin. Why would anyone who wasn't longing for death do this?
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 12:10 pm
Regret glowered at the stallion for a few moments, typical male she thought to herself - always trying to control any situation they ran across. They were no good as far as she was concerned and this pushy chestnut with his shiny coat and long mane reminded her of...well it was bad enough he was going to make her recall some memories she would rather leave buried she told herself with a slight shake of her head , no point in making it worse with your own self-destructive thoughts. As far as the scruffy mare could tell the only way she would get rid of the beast however was to go through with her deal and answer his questions...and eat.
It wasn't that Regret had anything against eating - she wasn't going about starving herself on purpose, it was more of a by product of her sate of mind and constant motion, she just forgot to pause long enough to eat most days and when she did stop? Well her memories always drove her on again before she'd had the chance to eat what would be considered a full meal. With an arched brow Regret snatched at a mouthful of grass while he thought about his first question. She had thought perhaps he would take longer to think - but youth's were always the same in some respects sh told herself and this one was no different, always speaking before thinking.
Choking down the mouthful of grass Regret pondered her answer - what to tell him? How much truth could she spew forth without hurting herself to much and still manage to satisfy his obvious curiosity over her past. "I was foolish and thought - mistakenly - that love conquers all things, age... beauty..morals...but I was wrong and have paid the price" She told the stallion however Regret was pretty sure this would not satisfy the beast and so decided to elaborate a bit more. "I once helped lead a herd, a herd which conquered many lands and many other alphas, we were strong and proud and seemingly unstoppable - but ...." And she paused her tongue had been on the verge of uttering his name before she stopped herself and cleared her throat to hide whatever sorrow might be trying to creep out "he and I, we grew past our prime and another more youthful mare - practically a filly - " She spat her voice sudden;y filling with hatred "Came forth and upsurped my position, she stole my love, my life, spewed words of my heritage and turned the herd against me. He...my former mate saved his own position by siding with her against me. I was driven out...Now I wander and such have I become"
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 2:43 pm
Lorcan blinked at her tale. A story of betrayal and lost love. Such a horse called himself a stallion? The large stallion snorted and shook his head. "That's disgusting." He said, his voice rather soft considering the emotion behind his words. "That is not a stallion, that is a monster. A yearling. Not a stallion. No stallion in charge of a herd who was worth his weight in salt would ever do something such as that. Youth is stupid. Siding with a filly who knows nothing and leaving behind a well seasoned mare is idiotic. I myself am not old by any means but I'd pick a seasoned mare over a young head any day." He snorted a bit again.
"You have fallen pray to a cruel fate. No wonder your in such a sorry state. My second question, why continue in such a miserable fashion? Would it not be better to be the better mare? Rise up and join a better herd, more powerful, and be able to one day show up at the lands of your former home showing that you have become more then they could ever hope?" Ok that was kinda harsh talking for Lorcan, who tried to be fair to everyone, but his temper was getting the best of him. He had been raised to be polite to mares, help when he could, and always be curious. And this mare had suffered an injustice that just rubbed him the wrong way. If anything like this had happened in his home herd they would have been punished, if not banished, for being so malicious.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 7:56 am
Regret snorted softly at the chestnut stallions reaction - she did not need his pity she told herself and he was young, he did not yet know what it was to lead a herd and what it would mean to loose them."It was not a herd of normal sensibilities. They were all monsters. I was a monster" She told him - though why she wasn't sure. Regret had done things in her life, terrible things and the memories of such things haunted her. She did not belong to some other herd - would not join an poison another land with the ideal that had been driven into her skull during her time with Asher. old habits dies hard as they say and Regret was sure - given the chance she would quickly slip into old and terrible habits.
"Better? I think not, their version of better is not the same as yours I think" She answered the chestnut after a few moments of thought "I do not belong with any others, my memories drive me onward, haunt me...threaten to poison anyone I come across. It is better I am alone - or with the dead" She continued with a slight chuckle. "Not all herds are good an wondrous things young stallion - some are quite the opposite and while i was born into the first I lived most of my life amidst the second. I thought it was worth it for love...but love is fickle." She concluded with a slight shake of her head and another mouthful of grass. This stallion was making her recall more then she cared too - but only one question remained and then, then perhaps he would leave. Leave her alone with the memories he had brought upon her. There would be no sleep tonight she knew - oh well, it would be a good chance to make up for the traveling time she was loosing now. Was it possible to loose travel time when you had no destination she sudden;y questioned herself... doesn't matter.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 1:57 pm
The thick stallion snorted. He wasn't stupid. He knew all herds were diffrent. He'd met enough people who escaped, or left other herds. Faerin was a great example of that. Gone from an oppressive herd. His old herd was an odd one, he knew. "You didn't answer my question. Why are you in such a sorry state? I young, not stupid. I know there are good, and bad, herds, and that has nothing to do with anything. You could find another herd with the same ideals as your old one, and join it and help push that herd to the top. You have much experience, and any herd would be stupid to refuse a mare who could teach them so much. Especially if it is a bad herd, as you seem to say yours was. You could help a new herd conquer much, and even over throw your old herd. Honestly, wouldn't that be a better plan then to just sit around and whine and groan about it?"
Really, mares. He shook his head. Over reacting and so much drama. It would just make so much more sense to move on, heck start her own herd, and become great again. Maybe even start her own herd and crush her betrayer and his little bit of tail. Well, Lorcan didn't really like the idea. He'd never do it. Revenge wasn't his style. But if this mare was as horrible as she thought herself to be, if she was a monster, then revenge should sound good to her. Shouldn't it? He really didn't understand mares at all.
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