Black Star

When it rains it pours and opens doors
That flood the floors we thought would always
Keep us safe and dry
And in the midst of sailing ships
We sink our lips into the ones we love
That have to say goodbye

And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go

The silver-black mare stood under her favorite tree, watching the cloudy sky. She didn't wish for this. She didn't want to be born into a life of war, but here she was. She wasn't as quiet and wary as her mother, but she seemed to be getting there. She knew that sooner or later she was going to die, but what bothered her was that it probably wasn't going to be old age that killed her. Not in this valley of blood and death.

But shaking that thought out of her mind, Black Star ventured away from the tree and headed toward one of the ponds.

Deceptive

Cause I ain't a god
I'm just another hero
Placed on this land
Simply to be tortured

The god's white features could be seen clearly as he made his way around his terra. Upon closer look you may notice the grey areas upon his legs, but nothing else. The only thing to contrast this is his black mane and tail. Scenting the air he moved toward the closest water source around, a pond. At a steady mix between a trot and canter, the earthly ceature moved with his head and tail held high in lead position. Many of his scars had dissapeared from the battle with that devil hound, but it had also taught Deceptive how to be more battle ready. Soon he came upon the place, looking around to see if he would spot any of his herd mates around. Whether or not Black Star beat him here would depend on what gait she took here. Either way the wind had given no hint upon her scent. If she wasn't there yet, Deceptive lowered his head to the water, and began to drink, keeping his auds tunned to his surroundings.

However if she was there, then he moved toward her, making his prescent known to her before he could come close enough to startle her if she wasn't paying attention. A delicate aud was flicked in her direction in welcome before he spoke.

"It's nice to see you again Black Spirit." He couldn't help but grin at her as if he knew a secret. In truth he did, Deceptive was falling head over hooves for this goddess blessed mare. She was one of the beautifulest creations he had seen, and full of talented skills.

But I find faith in those I love
I won't let nobody take that from me
Cause you're all I have left
In this dark, cruel place
So set yourself at peace
And run awhile with me
And until the end,
Blame It All One Me....

Black Star

The ashen mare lowered her sleek head to get a sip of water. It was chilly from the melting snow. She was actually a bit hesitant about it, hearing that there were reports of a strange illness striking animals in certain territories. It didn't appear to have hit Calypte Ranges yet, but she still wanted to be cautious.
Hearing somebody behind her, she slowly turned around to see Deceptive. He was a handsome stallion, in her opinion, and she felt the same way about him as he did about her. She wanted to tell him, but alas, she was too shy.
If a horse could blush, that's what Black Star would be doing when Deceptive grinned. "Hello, Deceptive." She said with a smile. "It's really great to see you too." She had been feeling a bit worried out here all alone, but that fear was gone now with this shining god here.