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 Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 12:53 pm
 Masquerade twitched her wings as she prowled in between trees, she didn't like the forest the trees were to close together, it was to moist and far to many mushrooms grew here. She normally didn't mind mushrooms but there were far to many of them in this place, she couldn't take a step without squishing some under her hooves. The tiny mare shook her head, her loose mane, and thick braid flopping back and forth. At least some of the chill from the hard winter was out of the air and it didn't make her wings ache nearly as bad. Pausing she lifted her muzzle, sniffing the breeze but she smelled nothing "d--- are mushrooms the only bloody thing that lives in the forsaken h--- hole?" Shaking her mane she moved on once more as her stomach rumbled loudly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 1:04 pm
Amitabha waited. This was not a problem for the unicorn, patience was something he had a nearly unlimited store of. He knew that if he waited, what he needed would eventually find him. The path would open.
As he walked the scarves that wrapped around him trailed on the damp ground. That was not a problem either. They were simply items, adornments. Temporary. Mud and dampness could be washed off or simply ignored. He had other things on his mind, anyways.
The mushrooms that grew rampant in this area were of a certain variety. They were an aphrodisiac. Amitabha knew this and knew that he should be careful not to eat any. He also knew that many soquili were not so careful. He had seen many soquili come by and fall prey to their effects already in his time spent waiting there, but none so far were what he required. What he required was very specific- a kalona. A female kalona. He needed to find one and he needed her to eat the mushrooms. It was a deceitful act perhaps... but necessary. He would purify the blood of a half-kalona foal. He just needed to produce one first.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 1:14 pm
Wings twitching Masquerade paused again sniffing the air, AH! there it was! a doe just off to her right. Turning slowly Masq dove through the under brush. She didn't bother being careful and quiet now, there was no where the doe was getting away from the ravenous kalona. As she moved Masquerade kept her wings tucked in close, horns lowered ready to gut her prey.
She dove into the small grove where the doe and her young fawn grazed upon those disgusting shrooms. Normally that would have turned her away, but the female was to hungry to care. She didn't even seem to notice the fawn as it dove away barreling back into the woods when her horns slide into it's mother's side like a hot knife through butter.
She never sensed the unicorn nearby, close enough for the fawn to go tearing past him as it fled the scene. All she cared about was the still warm flesh as she ripped it from the carcass and swallowed a primal smile gracing her features.
The blood, and flesh had an odd twang to it she'd never tasted before, but it was good and only made her rip off larger chunks.
She had no clue that the doe was about to cause her much trouble.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 1:23 pm
Amitabha remained absolutely still as the fawn ran past him, fleeing from the scene of his mother being torn apart. He had compassion for the young animal... but not enough to stop the kalona from feeding. He could not disrupt what might be the opportunity he had waited for... and the mother was beyond help by now. Her spirit had departed this world, just as surely as the fawn's would without proper care. Amitabha thought a quiet prayer for both of their spirits but the words never left his lips. Instead he watched.
It was important for him not to show himself before the power of the mushrooms took effect. At the very least he shouldn't show himself before the kalona had finished her feeding. He didn't want to get himself torn to pieces just as the doe had been. No, his death would serve no purpose if that was when it occurred.
A more squeamish soquili might have turned their gaze away from such a gruesome feeding ritual, but not Amitabha. His poise was not broken for a moment as he calmly watched the kalona feed. He watched and waited.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 5:19 pm
Masquerade slowly lifted her head as she finished her meal licking the warm blood from her lips. She peered down at the remains, not much more than a skeleton now and non-nonchalantly kicked it away. Soulless white eyes flicked around in her skull as she eyed the edges of the small clearing. Shifting the began the ritual of cleaning the blood from her legs.
She was halfway through one leg when it hit like a ton of brick to her body. masquerade jerked up as heat flooded her veins, followed by a very new need. This was odd, she'd never felt such a thing hit her this hard before. The mare let out a mewling growl and shook her blue mane.
Rocking forward she arched her back and stretched her wings to the sky before straightening up and moving forward. The glow in her eyes was a little cloudy taking some of the edge to her features off.
Right now not much mattered to her, breed, beauty it was all irrelevant as the aphrodisiacs rocketed through her system.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 11:16 am
Amitabha waited and watched. Watched and waited while the kalona cleaned herself after her feeding was finished. She was a meticulous creature. He could appreciate that aspect of her, at least. Bodies that the spirit inhabits in might be only temporary but there was still value in cleanliness.
He was in the middle of that thought when he saw her react. He recognized the effect of the mushrooms after witnessing it enough times in other soquili. He hadn't been certain that the kalona would be affected by the deer. Apparently, the deer had eaten enough of the mushrooms herself to pass it along through her blood. That was an interesting fact, but not one he had time to dwell upon. This was his opportunity. He would not waste it.
That was when he emerged from his place of hiding, walking forward even though his hooves touched blood-splattered grass. "Hello there, kalona." His voice was calm, controlled. Showing any sort of intimidation before this creature, especially in her aroused state, could lead to swift attack and injury.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 3:40 pm
Masquerade's wings twitched at her sides and she tossed her mane up and down. While small for a kalona Amithaba was wise to be careful with her, she was still strong the powerful muscles rolling under her coat spoke clearly that lesson. Not to mention she had that extra horn that pushed out of her forehead, that was used as an extra weapon should she need to use it.
She heard the soft sound of hooves, before cloudy white eyes saw the stallion emerge. Normally the sight of a unicorn would send her flying into a bloody rage but in her state it was a lot less of an issue for the kalona. Her tail lashed back and forth, "what are you looking for unicorn?" her voice was that of an angle trapped inside a demon's body.
Her body swayed, curling back and forth like a serpent as she watched him licking her lips.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 5:55 pm
Amitabha watched her, his calm unwavering. For a kalona, she could even be considered lovely. It was ironic that creatures whose temperaments were so ugly could still have such beauty in form. Yet another reason why one could not judge based upon appearances alone. Looking at her horn, he wondered if she didn't already have some unicorn blood running through her. The third horn in the center of her forehead could be from unicorn ancestry.
Musing aside, he focused. "What I am looking for is rather complicated and cannot be explained so simply. What I have found is you, a piece in that complexity. I am grateful for this meeting."
He inclined his head slightly, a gesture of respect to her. Her part in this was an important one and he would not slight her for it. Even if she was nothing but a cruel monster in the shape of a soquili, she too had a part to play.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 7:26 pm
She watched him come closer, foggy eyes drinking him in. He was almost ghosting over the bloody grass but her sharp ears could still hear his movements it was faint but it was there. Her nostrils flared as she caught his scent, it had a sweetness to it .. but he was still sharp and musky like any male. Her tail popped and curled reflexively and she smirked slightly as her tongue ghosted out to lick her lip for a split second.
Somewhere deep inside her fogged brain something screamed about her thoughts, he wasn't kalona! But it never reached the forefront only buzzed like a far off swarm of bees.
Her eyebrow raised as he danced around a bush, her mind didn't seem to want to make the connection about what he really wanted. "Is that so, and you really think your meeting me is -lucky-?"
She watched the incline of his head, a respectful gesture, well at least he had -some- sense to try and butter her up.
She chuckled "get to the point stallion, my nerves are short..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 5:37 pm
The kalona was in a hurry. Well, it would only make sense that she was with the effects of the mushrooms starting to burn through her. He would not do well to draw this out overly long, but Amitabha still was not one to rush into and through things. There had to be a calm and a poise in all actions... even in actions such as these. It could be dangerous to move too slowly with a kalona... but it could be equally dangerous to rush.
"My point is that nothing occurs without a reason and certainly not this meeting."
No, their meeting had been the product of much planning on his part. Such a thing would not quickly have occured by chance.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 9:43 pm
Masquerade rolled her shoulders and narrowed her eyes at him, she was in no mood for talking in circles, and the snarl forming at the corners of her mouth was proof. Her fuzzy mind couldn't wrap properly around what he was trying to say and it was driving her batty.
Her tail popped like a whip behind her and Masquerade leaned forward arching her body, long and lean but obviously powerful muscles honed by only the gods knew how many hunts and fights rolling underneath her rich velvety brown coat. She was a beautiful creature, how odd the gods were to making something like her and stick her in the body of a demon.
She rocked back again, and stared at him "now ... I'm done playing the games. What brings you here to visit me after a meal, for you had to know I was here not to stumble upon me while I was feasting." Her tail curled back and forth behind her as she waited for him to answer.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 7:10 pm
"The respite for which your body calls is the reason I am here." The words could have sounded erotic in another stallion's voice, but not with Amitabha. Lust had been one of the first emotions he had driven from himself as a young adult. He would not even make a pretense of lust for the sake of seduction. The idea was too distasteful.
Another stallion certainly would have felt lust, watching the obvious reaction of the beautiful kalona mare to the mushrooms.... but Amitabha's schooled his mind to tranquility. He would do what was necessary. That was all.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 8:01 pm
Masquerade's tail snapped again, ah there it was, he wanted intimacy. Her blood boiled but she somehow managed the keep her face calm despite what he body wanted. "Do you think you can handle me?" Her tail lashed back and forth and a twisted grin formed across her face, for all her beauty she was diabolical her mind always coming up with ways to make one rethink their plans.
She stretched her wings upwards and stepped backwards then turned slightly. "Well if you -think- you can ..." she started moving across the small bloodied clearing towards a secluded thicket across the way.
It wasn't large but it provided more cover than the clearing.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 11:17 am
And there it was, an invitation. His plan up to this point seemed to be going well. Of course... it would be taking the baskets afterward that would be more difficult. If the kalona mare had any sort of maternal instincts then it might come to a fight... something that Amitabha didn't want to do, but would be willing to for the sake of his children.
But now was not the time to think upon that.
Watching the kalona leading the way, he followed without comment. Silence was best in some matters. His mind was composed. He would not give in to lust, even as he indulged in one of its usual byproducts. He would stay calm. Unemotional. Unattached. Unaffected. Still, something seemed to linger in the air. Perhaps it was the result of being in the mushroom grove for too long or perhaps it was from the musky scent that was wafted off the kalona from her outstretched wings. Whatever it was... it was hard to simply ignore or will away. It distracted. It heated.
Eyes starting to burn with something a little hotter than interest alone, Amitabha followed....
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 11:13 am
She was floating in a peaceful swirl of fog as the first touches of daytime drifted through the glade into the small thicket. Her nostrils huffed, a strange scent meet them. A stallion's scent ... why was she surrounded in a stallion's scent...
It hit her like a ton of bricks and Masquerade's white eyes flew open and a terrible roar of a growl ripped it's way form her gut.
THAT ******** b*****d! He'd known about those damn mushrooms and been able to play her drug hazed mind like a fiddle.
Masquerade lept to her feet with another loud growl and charged from the thicket wings folded down tight. She sniffed the air for his scent as she ran. She could smell him, but he might be to far away to ketch up to, her body still felt sluggish.
Skidding to a halt another loud growl echoed across the forest floor before she scream "YOU BETTER RUN UNICORN AND HOPE TO HADES I DON'T FIND HIDE NOR HAIR OF YOU!!!"
Giving herself a hard shake to wake up tired muscles, Masquerade took to the air. Circling over the small forest a couple times searching for him.
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