Figure paced through the lands, all was so deathly, so mute. Beady orbs scanned this piece of earth oh so intently. Buckskin stained hide was scattered by the black whipcord. serpentine arched, for the elegant posture? Oh how this land soothed her, soothed her of what, is the question she asked herself. Why is she being soothed? Something happening right before he eyes? Guessing not. Cranium lowered, getting her soft velvets in-reach of the sweet greenery. Oh the candy in her mouth jumping around, almost making her feel more alive. This place, it seemed odd, it is summer, and yet there is a ice cube in the water? Well, think of it as one ice cold shot of the deadly venom. Limbs lengthened, then retracted, making up ground to wards the aqua. A drizzle of pelting liquid touched her spine, shooting all the way up she spine, giving her a cold chill. Soft hand-like lips touched the aqua. The savoring of the quench was invigorating. Oh how long she was waited for a drink. Now for the business part, why was she lead into these lands? The stench of other equines filled the lands, but where are these so called beasts? Hell, they are probably scared.

Mute sound was interrupted. Echo's of the beasts tone rang through her auds. Brown orbs searched and located the new equine in her presence. What shall you mean by that you whore? Yes, I am just another equine in your mist, get over it. For I am not here to talk politics with you equines, but here to make business and get out of here. So, what shall you be needing in here for today? Buckskin hide flickered in the sunlight as she paced to wards the ess. Is there something wrong? Now, now I hope not, I was just wanting to play a game with you. Talons scrapped the roofs of hell, oh how much she wanted to be there. It was rather better than this place, don;t you agree? This place called Earth, it doesn't sustain me, really, but I guess in the mean time it will do. Auds flickered while the pests still pestered her for her crimson liquid. Bite, pinch, bleed, drink, bite, pinch, bleed, drink. That is all that she felt on her barrel. Whipcord slashed her barrel side, paralyzing the pest while the feel off of her. "What's your business here?"

Orbs struck the ess once more. All the voices just went right through her. If this is going to be your land, I want to see how you keep every fucking soul out of here, because once you break, don't worry, I will be the first to eliminate the weak. Talons pawed the ground, flinging the pests off her hide. Buckskin pelt struck the rays. Ebony whipcord scattering with the impact of the hide against hair. Serpentine arched to a relaxed position. Don't talk to me like I am a child, if you are going to atleast think of residing this land, then you have no room to talk. "No, I don't reside anywhere, yet. And may I ask, do you?" Only being polite made her gag. Almost as if she had to eat the broccoli off of her plate, then she will get the ice cream. But for the likes of a dark equine, it is the savor of flesh and bone hitting the ground with were the sprinkles and chocolate on her sundae.