[PRP] Night. {Harij and Isiyah.}

[-Polar-]

This is a PRP Between `Swirly and -Polar-. Please don't post unless asked otherwise.

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The stallion leisurely ambled over the soft grass of the meadow; picking up his front knees high with every step he took. The gentle breeze fled past him; causing his mane to toss in elegant waves. The tassels upon his tack jingled pleasantly and collided against one another. The full moon was slowly starting to rise into the gallant black sky as the night drown on. Isiyah expelled a faint sigh; wondering where he ought to go. This area was different than his desert home he was accustom to. Different... and not in a good way. Isiyah glared at the surrounding lands. Why was there grass replacing the sand that had been abundant, and where was all the night life which came out during the cold desert nights. It was far to warm here at night. Isiyah peered around; looking for any sign of life; yet saw none and mentally cursed this area upon which he had journeyed to.  

[`Swirly]

The meadow that Harij had picked to spend a leisurely day in was proving to be just a bit too “leisurely” for his amusement. First he had grazed for a couple of hours, then he had exercised a bit, and finally and where he was right now Harij had chosen just to simply look around for something to possibly do. The sun had set probably an hour or three ago and yet the ache for sleep hadn’t even begun to hit into him. The moon overhead held an eerie orange glow to it. Tonight he’d meet someone or he’d bite off his leg.. Wasn’t that just morbid? The intricate rust-red markings on his body seemed to glow in the odd moonlight, any Soquili in the distance would be able to spot him without too much thought or effort. Screw that. Picking up a dapple-cream leg, Harij stomped hard into the ground and stared up at the sky, “I’d curse you for all I was worth if I thought it to be worth the effort.. Or if it meant anything to you.” What a peculiar mood he was in.  

[-Polar-]

The stallion's ears flickered ever so slightly as a hostile voice echoed through the night. How... interesting. The stallion thought coolly to himself; a smug look appearing upon his face. He rotated his neck; allowing his eyes to scan the horizon and catch sight of a creature with thin extensive rusty colored markings glowing through the dark; illuminated by the bright moon. My... Now aren't you an odd looking one. The stallion's dark gray eyes remained firmly upon the figure for a moment before he turned and took a few silent paces toward the other; Isiyah's completely gray form was concealed within the darkness of night. Continuing to creep forward the stallion approached; he was not cautious but rather wished to startle the other. He led out a resounding snort before shaking with body; causing the tack upon his to rustle against his body and the tassels to swish frantically. The other was still a good distance away but Isiyah knew that it had heard him. "Hello." His voice was discreet and cold; being the solid and heart-less thing that he was.  

[`Swirly]

Harij let his temper soothe itself before taking a deep deep breathe. Already Harij couldn’t really remember what had had his temper riding up on such a high. Being alone and off in the world to figure things out made him wonder some days if he was indeed just crazy. The idea did have it’s own plusses. Before the other began to sneak up on him, the stallion dipped his head and cropped up a mouthful of grass. Sleep refused to come to him so Harij might as well just spend his time relaxing. Chewing carefully and losing his own thoughts to the dream-world that Harij chose to live in most of the time, he didn’t even notice or scent another stallion coming up behind him. A rather rookie mistake. The shake of tassels and rather loud snort made for a rather unpleasant alert. Normally he would have spooked and jumped, but since his back was turned Harij instantly locked up his legs until the confusion had passed. The rusted stallion turned to look back into the darkness, nobody was really within sight although he could plainly see the bulk of darkness not too far away from him. Instead of speaking Harij just nodded his head and waited.  

[-Polar-]

The stallion noticed the other tense up a great deal and smirked; having accomplished startling the other. It appeared as the stallion hadn't even realized him coming; which was obviously a factor. Apparently the stallion lacks perception and basic senses. He shook his head in as if showing pity; yet Isiyah wasn't courteous enough to understand nor show the emotion of pity. He raised an eyebrow at the other stallion as he turned to face him. The other stallion simply nodded his head at Isiyah; and he blinked in return. Tilting his head slightly he continued staring at the other; not wishing to say anything. Isiyah swished his long tail and shook his head; allowing his hair to flip about him before the strands fell back into their original placement. Dark gray eyes converted into a glare; wondering why the other stallion was remaining silent. Scoffing to himself he noted the rudeness of the other; a greeting would have been more appropriate as opposed to nodding ones head.  

[`Swirly]

Harij blinked once again and was trying to decide if he felt like being the one that made the first move to strike up a conversation or if having an all night long staring contest would prove to be oh-so-much more fun. Sighing, once the stallion had flipped his hair around, Harij did the same. It made the soft jingle-jangle from the special metal holders that Aely had gotten specifically for him. They were made out of something called, “gold” but that didn’t really mean too much to him besides “Don’t lose them.” Once or twice they had fallen out and … Wait. That had absolutely nothing to do with anything right now and not paying attention to a stallion that was the same size if not bigger wasn’t overly smart. Clearing his throat slight, the big cream-red stallion bobbed his head in a greeting again and spoke, “Hello, I am Harij and you are?” There. That ought to cover what was needed for now. If neither of them had to be anywhere so to speak they’d have a conversation. Or he’d leave and feel like more than a little bit of a fool. Stupid lack of social skills?