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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 11:34 pm
 The chilly night air carried exciting smells. Frostbite was leapt from bush to bush scaring off anything that was trying to sleep. it was a fun game and she was enjoying herself immensely. she ran through the forest at a reckless speed, dodging branches and foliage that got in her way. small scratched accumulated on her face as she ran faster and faster. moving to fast to dodge the large branch that sprung up, Frostbite was knocked to the ground. her shoulder, which took the brunt of the hit, was smarting something terrible. she only laughed and shakily got to her feet. she began to run again, chasing the wind as if it was a wild animal. suddenly the woods cleared and she founds herself barreling into a meadow. Frostbite stopped and threw her head back. She let out a loud howl that would send chills down the spine of even the bravest of soquili.
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 10:52 am
The pink mare scraped her back roughly against the bark of the huge tree. A content sigh escaped her lips as the itchiness that had plagued her was subdued. Some blasted bug, probably a mosquito, had bitten her in the one spot on her back that she couldn't reach. No matter how she craned her neck and tried to scratch it with her muzzle, it remained obstinately just too far away. Her eyes closed as she rubbed harder, bits of bark crumbling beneath her weight.
She'd found a good tree. Its trunk was worn and scarred, covered in ridges that would suit her purpose. The oak was immense, towering way above her head. Her idle scratching may have felled a sapling, but it had no effect on this mighty being.
After a few minutes of the blissful sensation, she regretfully leaned away. Annoyingly, the itch did not subside. Instead, it seemed to have grown exponentially, as was the nature of such bites. Grinding her teeth together, her eyes cast a furtive glance around her. Was there something cold she could press against it? Or anything to take her mind off the feeling?
Then a bone-chilling howl filled the air. She froze, hooves rooted to the spot. The howl was eerie, reverberating through the air. Its cold notes lingered through the air for many minutes after the noise itself was gone. The sound was unnatural, not that of a wolf. It sounded more... equine. An involuntary shudder rippled down her spine.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 9:56 am
Frostbite looked around for something to entertain herself with. tonight was her night to enjoy, no parents or pushy brothers to keep her at home. she was going to use this night to the fullest. she ran towards a large tree that she could see in the forest. there was an obnoxiously pink mare standing against the tree's trunk, but frost bite ignored her. infact she jumped right over the mare and landed on one of the lower branches. she looked down briefly before she continued to climb higher. maybe there were some sleeping birds that she could chase. a tree this large was bound to have something in it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 8:03 am
Sakura's spine tingled as the last notes of the howl faded away into the air. The fur on the back of her neck rose up slightly as she instantly went on alert, her former irritation at the bite on her flank put aside to the back of her mind, though she was not completely oblivious about it. Her hoof pawed against the ground nervously, wishing Tinsel, her familiar, had come with her.
For a few moments, there was nothing but silence. Sakura cast her eyes about her cautiously, before dismissing the feeling with a flick of her leonine tail. She was being paranoid. It was probably just a wolf. As no others picked up the howl, it was probably a lone wolf. It would not attack something as big as herself. Unless, of course, it was really hungry.
She allowed her shoulders to relax just a moment before something big and blue suddenly shot out from the bushes. "AAAHHH!" She shouted in shock, tripping over her own hooves as she scrambled backwards. And then the thing was in the trees, but not before she had caught a glimpse of the fully equine body. "S-sorry, you startled me!" She called up, not realizing what exactly her strange visitor was.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 9:02 am
Frostbite glanced down at the mare, slightly annoyed that it was talking to her. she climbed a bit higher in the tree before she called down to the mare. "has anyone ever told you what an ugly color you are." she snickered a bit. "like i think looking at you actually hurts my eyes." she climbed a few branches lower as she said this to see the mares reaction. since there was nothing realy exciting in the tree, maybe this pink mare could provide her with a bit of fun. if not, then Frostbite would have to settle for a game of limb tag, although she was trying to avoid it, for the smell of blood often attracted unwanted guests.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 5:02 am
It was only as the stranger spoke her cruel words that Sakura craned her neck upwards, struggling to see her odd companion. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw a blue paw planted against the gnarled branch, silver and gold claws scarring the wood as they clung to it, gauging lines through it. But... the shape had been equine. It was clearly too big to be any sort of wild cat, at least not one that lived within this forest. Yet it had leaped into a tree, which as far as she knew only felines did. A cold tendril wrapped slowly around her chest, slowly compressing until she found it hard to breath. She knew.
Her suspicion was confirmed when, after much rustling, the head poked through the foliage to look down at her. Black fur, covered with an ice blue pelt. Skinwalker. Her blood seemed to freeze within her veins. The horror stories her parents told her crept into her mind. Don't venture near the graveyard. There, Skinwalkers crawl out from the ground, escaping from the pits of hell. And if they find a young foal all alone, they'll eat you up.
But... surely that was just an old wives tale? A made up story to ensure she stayed safely within her den? Uncertainty flickered over her face, coupled with fear. But no. Everyone was good, deep inside. They were myths, nothing more. This Soquili was no different from the others. "Be that your opinion, then you are welcome to it." She smiled faintly, heart pounding within her throat, making it hard to talk. She forced herself to swallow the lump down. "Many have told me my coloration is too bright, though some like it. I'm sure there are some who would not be fond of your particular hue of blue either."
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 2:12 pm
frostbite looked back at her coat and frowned. "you know now that i think about it im absolutely sure that you are wrong." she slowly climbed down to the lowest branch, her weight causing it to bend. "you must not have seen that many different kinds of blue because mine is by far the most pleasing. ask anyone and they will tell you." she smiled at the mare. of course no one would tell frostbite that she was unattractive, that is unless they want their head bitten off.
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