Cold, silent, morse. All was yet the exact same thing in this place called earth. So dark, so mute. What is there in life that makes creatures live on? Is it the deception of another, making him or her feel that she is needed when he or she is really only being used? Doesn't matter, but I still live in this hell hole. Everything is too vibrant, so colorful. I hate it, it makes me want to gag. Bleached bodice kept forward, lingering the filly behind him. Some things will change in this future, but some things will always stay the same, for example, Earth. Nothing will ever be good enough for me, nothing. These whores that I let live on my land, eat my food, drink my water, and more the less, breathe my air. It doesn't matter, only that his gene's live on is the only lingering he wants from him, really. A sigh let out of his lungs. "this is the shit hole, stay if you wish, but don't get too comfy.

Come into my lands, make me suffer oh the more. Glass eyes shot every motion onto his dream box. Pale bodice crept forward, keeping an easy pace. Small stream touched his talons, so numb it felt.. so ordinary. All but the same in his world, yet again. When will something new ever change? Oh but the question that almost all ask, will it change? Everything... so boring, so pointless. everything in his eyes though made all turn to that, pointless. Why do you hide from me? Scared? Well you must be for its my lands now, get the hell over it and start to run under my rules. When you step a hoof in my land, you listen to me, get it, got it, good. Oh how you try to hide from me, yet I can still smell out your god awful stench. What are you trying to do whore? "Get up. In my lands we never have time to lay back and watch everything go by."

For the little one you might be seen as, you yet have the opinions of a older one. Ah, have I taught you these things? Have I been the one behind the downgrades? For this little filly thinks she can claim, I doubt not. Bleached, almost pale hide scrapped the filly. Why, how unstable you are. What a shame. Glass eyes glinted in the sunlight, almost giving it that glossy look. Talons twisted the coarse dirt that laid underneath them. shit, how this one filly will be giving every opportunity to flourish? Yet you may bloom one day, bitch your still under the wing on Vampire. Whip slashed the stained pale hocks that bared the weight of the beast. Oh how you think you are giving your soul up for me. You whore, I asked if you wanted to get involved with this, and you accept, so now basically I own you. Now, any questions? Good. Cranium leaned to wards the ess. Sorry? Sorry?! Sorry isn't going to cut it here. Either you stay patrolling, or you just sit here and be the place where everyone shits on you. Now, that wasn't too harsh, was it? So lets get walking. A small pace interrupted the stare down. "Follow me as we talk." Oh look at that scenery, doesn't it look like the roofs of hell? How it makes me laugh. Yet you still stay here, giving yourself up, one day, one day your going to break. I know it, and you know it.

Fall, baby, fall. You may disregard all you wish, but whatever you ignore from me is another beating in life. Oh yes, do you want to keep doing it? Fine by me, it isn't my life I am fucking with. Shall I ask why you nip your teacher? You make me laugh, pitiful one. Ghostly hide crept forth, keeping at a steady speed. Glass eyes scanned his marking, making sure all was in tack. Talons girthed the ground, ripping up the roots with every flicker of the limbs. Razors grinding together, keeping a controllable satisfaction of hunger. If it is tough you want, oh, it is tough that you most certainly will get. Whipcord stained his barrel, making the pests paralyzed. Curtain sheathed his serpentines actions of the downward motions every second pace. Why do you crack so soon? Can't take the pressure? Can't take the heat? It's like they say, if you can't that the heat, step into the morgue. Here is the morgue, the shittiest place of all, like it? I'm glad. Orbs glanced to the ess, almost a gleam instead of a glance. Cranium lowered, scenting the ground while keeping at a decent pace. Anyone here? Believe me, oh your invited, I just want to see how you get out. "bitch, don't test me."

bitch, your mine now. Auds lied against the top of the tinker box. talons dug into the Earth as if was mud, spinning around, almost a blink of an eye sort of motion, he became face to face with the filly. You really just made a mistake. Front limbs lifted from the terra, so fluent, so out-spoken. Pawing the air with his limbs, he made himself down to wards the ess, aiming right for her side. Not a puncturing wound, but one to get to know who is boss and who is student. Pale bod landed back down, on the sweet terra he owned. I wish you would bleed from that one, little filly. The savor of blood watered his mouth. Turning around, he started to pace again "Now do as I say, and follow me, we are going to your next test site." bitch you just made your whole get dug deeper. This time I am not going to be most kind.

So docile, so limp. How do you manage to withstand the force? Ha, you make me wonder. Only the fittest thrive in here, correct? Hopefully you shall stay. I have high expectations for you, that is, if you don't scum down and make me have to kill you. Auds calmed as the tension settled. Talons sifted the dirt as his weight grinded forth. Pale, lifeless hide scrapped against the branches of the birch tree just above. A shadow, ah how I love them. They are so.. lucid, so discrete. Even the ones out in the open are looked over upon the terras. How the equines in here could use these shadows to an... advantage? A sigh came from his lungs, exhaling his supply. I only think of the future, and what will be for taken. That is what his mother taught him, so why not follow? "Stay here for a week... alone. Lets see if you break."