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 Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:59 pm
Each pony that inhabits this particular pasture has their own "stable," more like a suite than anything. The main building is more like a hotel, with rooms for each pony, ( some double rooms for couples and parents/siblings, ) as well as many rooms for any future inhabitants.
The pasture itself stretches some acres with green grass, flower gardens ( tended to by Vidar ) and some fruits trees scattered across the property. Since the originaly founders, Belial and Caleb, were not fond of fences, there are none surrounding the land, so sometimes it is difficult to tell where the pasture ends and the wide open space begins.
Though it is occupied, the gates are always open, welcoming any ponies that may be interested in visiting the inhabitants or just interested in stopping by to have a peek.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:17 pm
Satin trotted elegantly through the pasture, stopping to graze every now and then. Humming to herself, the mare stopped to lay down. She chewed on a lush patch of grass, masticating in peace.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:15 pm
A soft humming in the short distance made Leander's sensitive ears perk up. He had been just about to fall asleep under an orange tree when the noise distracted him. He lifted his head and lazilly swung it around towards the sound, his eyes narrowing the slightest bit when he saw a pony that he didn't recognize.
Just what was it doing in his pasture?
He stood carefully, quietly, and trotted silently from the orange tree towards the intruder.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:30 pm
Satin didn't bother looking up when Leander began to trot over. She saw him out of the corner of her eye, and that was enough to decide that he was worthy of her presence. He was quite an odd pony, being very bunny-like, but that didn't stop her from finding him to be attractive.
"Is there something the matter?" she inquired when she was done chewing. Not waiting for an answer, the mare continued her meal. Satin hoped to provoke the male with her snootiness. It worked most of the time, and it would probably be even more effective on a rabbit.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:43 pm
Fortunatley, it was not Leander's intent to be unheard or unseen, he was just a quiet pony. Much quieter than the others in his pasture.
He frowned, and would have been angry had he not suddenly realized that this was... Well... A girl pony. And a very pretty one at that. He arched one brow when she asked if anything was wrong.
His answer, though his anger had abated, still sounded, well, angry.
"This is my pasture and you are intruding."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:50 pm
The mare smiled - well, as far as her muzzle would allow. "I'm sorry, but I didn't see a sign saying that this is your pasture.. what is your name?" Satin asked calmly, once again returning to her grazing. The pony shifted into a more comfortable position, waving her tail contentedly. "I am called Satin, if you were wondering." Her voice was delicate and soft.
Once she had had her fill, she rose to her hooves and looked straight ahead. "You have the pleasure of my presence, you mustn't ruin it."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:29 pm
Leander frowned and unconciously shot a look towards the building behind him. He stared rather intently at Satin and started to announce his name, but...
"What a cocky little girl you are." he smirked. Normally, in the presence of such a pretty mare, Leander was charming, polite, witty. But she was intruding and acting as if she was doing him a favour, being there.
Leander did not enjoy waiting on girls that expected him to.
Instead he turned away from Satin and trotted carefully back to his orange tree without a word to her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:40 pm
Satin was confused. Why wasn't the other pony making a move on her? That was what most of the other males did, and the bunny was probably no exception. The mare followed Leander back to the orange tree. "Wait." she said. She sounded too obvious. A bit embarassed, Satin spoke, "You never told me your name."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:45 pm
He paused, just before settling back down for a nap. Leander glanced back over his shoulder towards the rather attractive mare, his eyes remaining very steadily on Satin's face.
He would not give her the pleasure of seeing him appraising her.
Clearing his throat, Leander turned his body so he was fully facing her, "My name," he began, his left ear twitching the slightest bit, "is Leander."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 6:33 pm
Satin laid down, tucking her legs beneath her. "Leander." she repeated, tossing the name around in her head. "It's very handsome." the mare said, adding, "As are you.", with the slightest hint of a wink. Although she wasn't keen on showing it to much, Satin hoped the two would get along well.
"So, Leander." the pony began, pausing to gnaw on a piece of grass. "Is my presence bothersome to you? You can't seem to keep your eyes in their sockets."
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:00 am
A small noise escaped Leander, similar to a chuckle. He had attempted to muffle the chortle rising in his throat but failed to cover it entirely.
He watched her silently, the thought "She eats a lot." crossing his mind before he snapped his head away so that she was no longer in his line of sight.
"I simply do not know you and therefore have no reason to trust you." he said flatly, "And you're in my pasture."
Leander was always weary of ponies that just waltzed into his pasture, attractive female or not.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:16 am
Satin stretched, rising to her hooves. She'd been very hungry upon arriving at the pasture, but her exstensive meal filled her tummy. "I suppose you would like me to leave, then?" the mare asked. "I'm sure you have better things to do than babysit me, right?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:29 am
A sudden idea crossed Leander's mind and, arching a brow, Leander moved his head left, then right, shaking his head "no" just once.
"Perhaps instead of leaving," he spoke, taking a step towards Satin, "we could get to know each other better; Then I would not be bothered by your presence."
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:34 am
Satin smiled. "Sounds fair, Leander." she agreed, stepping forward towards the other pony. "And what exactly would you like to know about me, first?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:52 am
Leander's left ear begain twitching, as it so often does. "Where is your pasture?" he questioned, sitting down on his rump in what should have been an awkward movement but was surprisingly fluid.
Leander practiced his movements a lot, just so that he'd never seem anything but perfect, smooth, charming. Anything negative would never help him with the ladies, after all.
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