Redeema

I trot into the area, my ears laid back. They were always laid back. I was a dark girl, and if anyone had a problem with that then they could kiss my butt. I stop and smell. I don't call for any stallions to come, either. I just stood there in the cold, looking as innocent as possible. But, with thousands of scars covering your body, how could you? I swish my tail and think how fun it would be to have my ritual. I snort and look around, hoping to find someone to be cold to.

Psyche

I happened to glance up and moved slowly as if not a care in the world. My black hide stuck out like a sore thumb my black eyes melting and blending. I had a line of crimson striping down my back my life source flowing freely. The scent of humans clung on me, for I was only half wild. My ears lay back and I said in the cool desert voice of mine "Why is it that there are so many faes and so few brutes?" My anger wasnt evident I always hid my emotions but it was welling inside for I feared for those around me, for the wolf that lived near always close always nagging. I knew my eyes were soulless for I had made them so I expressed nothing in any way but I watched every movement this intruder made. She technically wasnt an intruder but she could be, she could hurt me, she could hurt Aralyn. I couldnt let that happen. Not again.

Drop the ball watch it fall watch me smash into peices

Redeema

I pin my ears back as the other fae approaches. I roll my eyes. What was she expecting, a big handome brute to save the day? Well, she was pissing me off. I hiss coldly, " Well, there is one simple answer, dumba.ss. " I roll my eyes again and looked at the sky. Why was she so dumb? I flick my tail and snort, waiting for her reply.

Psyche

Watching the sun over head I said in a cool voice "Who is the dumba.ss her bit.ch?" My eyes turned down my heart as cold as the cool winter breeze. The wind picked up swirling leaves around my legs and I ignored them my anger raging but nothing evident from my cold depthless eyes. How dare she call me a dumba.ss. I glanced to the left and said softly "Wolves are out today. Wonder if Aaka will be by"

Redeema

Hah. What a sorry excuse for a horse. I laugh coldly at her remarks, not taking them seriously. I raise my brows. This was funny to watch. I barely hear her words, but I hear wolves. I smirk and say, " Are you wolf buddies out today?" I siwsh my tail and smirk. I would have fun today. Yea, I was cold and mean. But at times I would be nice, if you want to call it that. I shake my mane and wait for her response.

Moon Spirit

Shadowed eyes may lie Dont trust the death of those you think lie awake

SHe stared at the two for a moment then stalked closer and closer. "Psyche I am looking for Abamacho And Soleda. Have you seen them per chance?" Her bright yellow eyes flashed to Redeema and she said faintly "Whos the whench?"

Redeema

I rolled my eyes at the newcomer. I pin my ears back. Now She was pissing me off. I hiss coldly, " The wench is Redeema, reatard." I flicked my tail. I didn't think she was a dark. She was probably neutral. I roll my eyes again . This was so boring, yet so fun. I smirk and wait for their replies.

\Suicide/

If you look closely you will see,
The countless scars and harm to me,
Yet what you dont realise,
Is that deep inside, I'm broken, torn,
And by the flames of hell, tied,
To the devil himself and Hell below,
My soul will remain,
Until the day,
I DIE

Ladies, Ladies, There's no need to fight...
Came the low, baritone, malicious hiss from the shadows. A monsterous Andalusian titan approached the group from the sidelines, a smirk on his demonic features.
Redeema is it? You are welcome to join me at my abode if you wish. My cursing is Suicide.

But wait,
What you fail to see,
Is the damage that has been done to me,
That follows me round, on my body and head,
Oops, my mistake,
I'm already DEAD

Psyche

I watched as the stallion came near and my thorns laced back even farther melting into my tassels. I backed away a few paces watching him through wary eyes. I could handle one but not two and I knew that Moon Spirit would not be of any help.

Dont try to Fix me im not Broken

I watched through cold eyes my heart dying. I knew I could not have a home in the wild for I wasnt one of them. No...I was only half of them. An outcast in both places stuck in a void where no one else was. Silently on the inside I shook the thought away and said softly "I do not fight with those that have a lower IQ then me." I turned and moved away at the arabian pace that my mother had given me. I was only half arabian, half andalusian. Aralyn called it hispanic arabe but I didnt care. Just meant I was crossed in another way.

Shadows never fail
Shadows cant be broken
I lay upon the floor
watching the glint of light
from this blade
So many Voices screaming
So many hearts a breaking
My mind is failing
I have psyched myself out far beyond my usual extent
Save me from myself
I am such a failure
So many tears
so broken and battered
Lost and Shattered
I cant take this anymore
I take the blade
I slide it down
using this line of blue
as the red river rises and falls
falls far below
hitting the floor
so silent so quiet
the voices wont stop why wont they go away?
Slowly
Agonizingly
I watch as my life source flows from my vein
I drop the blade
oh no what have I done
So much fear courses through me
They know
They speak
Why cant they stop?
Death is slow but it helps.
No more are the voices speaking
No more are the tears falling

Suicide

If you look closely you will see,
The countless scars and harm to me,
Yet what you dont realise,
Is that deep inside,
I'm broken, torn,
And by the flames of hell, tied,
To the devil himself and Hell below,
My soul will remain,
Until the day,
I DIE

The titan turned and glared at Psyche.
As are you M'dear, Please don't be afraid to join me at my realm.
Then the beast smelt humans as he neared Psyche.
Ahh, Not wild huh? Well M'dear we could sort something out...How about a friendship between you and me? It would do us both favours. I would protect you when you needed it and you could help me out sometime? What you say to that? His untamed ribbons smashed against his serpentine like shreadded curtains. His soul-less optics bore into the minx. But he patiently waited for the mistress's reply in the englufing silence of death.

But wait,
What you fail to see,
Is the damage that has been done to me,
That follows me round, on my body and head,
Oops, my mistake,
I'm already DEAD

Redeema

I watch the stallion closely. He seems dark, probably the only one here. I smirk and say, " You coaught me in a good mood today, stallion. Sure, I will go with you, only to get away from these lesbians." I wait for their response. I raise my brows and look at him closely. Covered with scars. Hmm. That was a true dark. Scars all over it's body. Like mine. I step closer to the stallion.

Suicide

Right then, We shall be off..

He begins to walk back to his homeland before turning back to look at Psyche.

It would do you good to think over my offer.

He then smirks at Redeema before heading back to his hellhole of a home.