Wildmoor

The stallion galloped in at a light pace, letting the warm winds blowing against his face and his mane and tail whip about in it. He slowed to a stop after cresting the high hill where the waterfall cascaded down. Rearing up, neighed loudly, claiming this land for himself. Then he brought all four hooves to the ground and looked to see if Dreamcatcher was pleased with the landscape.

Dreamcatcher

She followed wildmoor into the terrain and slowed to a halt as he claimed the land. She rolled her optics to look at the beautiful land. She smiled at him.

Thank you for bringing me here m'lord, it's the most beutiful place i have ever seen.

AS the sun reflected off her shining optics she followed him but did not go onto the hill. She looked at the powerful waterfall, cascading down the hillside, and moved towards the river it gave life to. She slowly dipped her boa and began drinking the crystal water. She felt it refresh her and slowly cool her hot bodice. She turned her boa back to Wildmoor.

Wildmoor

He cantered down the hill, after making his proclamation. For a moment he listened to the roaring thunder of the falls, and then to Dreamcatcher's lyrics. The stallion dipped his head forward to nudge her muzzle in an affectionate way, "And I must thank you for accepting my invitation." Pulling his head back, Wildmoor thought briefly of the future, of little ones running about. But he mentally shook the thought away for now, figuring it might be too soon to ask of such things. His gaze drifted from the flowing waters and rested on Dreamcatcher, "I'm afraid I don't know much about you apart from your name." The stallion gave a grinning smile, "Can you tell me about yourself? I mean, if you don't mind, that is." He was just going for a conversation starter now, just to get to know her better.

Dreamcatcher

She smiled as he appraoched her. She nuzzled him back before replying.

Well, I've had a bad past, my mother passed away as she gave birth to me but i lived with my father and his herd. Life was great until one day. Hunters arrived in our herdland. They had guns and began shooting at us. I had had a best friend and we were always together, she had a foal and said i was it's aunt. I was so happy as i had always wanted children, little foals running around, those were the happiest days of my life. But she was captured and her foal was killed. I lost my best friend that day and have never looked back. I left after that and ran away. My father thinks i've been captured...no one knows i'm alive.

Tears rolled down her face and fell to the ground. She looked at Wildmoor.

I'm sorry, i shouldn't be crying...These are now the happiest days of my life.

She moved towards him and nuzzled his neck, she nipped it affectionatly. The tears stopped and she smiled.

Well, M'lord, You know about me...What about you?

Wildmoor

His eyes lit wide, surprised and horrified by the accounts of her past. The stallion reached his velvety muzzle forward and brushed it against her face, nudging away the tears, "It is good to go with your emotions sometimes," Wildmoor soothed, "Tears should accompy such a tragic tale of events."

Wildmoor now turned his large, richly colored eyes to the horizon, thinking back at his days as a colt, and then as just a young stallion. "I'm afriad we've both been dealt a hard hand by the two-leggers, though not so harshly with me." The stallion confided, then went on to explain. "I grew up in a herd far to the west, on a large island that was only seperated from the mainland by a thin strip of sea water, no more than half a mile in width. A small band of humans came and went, but never really bothered us much, although sometimes we would find herd members missing. Well, one day, they brought some new horses with them. Whether they intended it or not, the horses left their masters and invaded our herd." Wildmoor snorted lightly at the thought, "They killed our lead and drove out all the young stallions, myself included. I was one of the luckier ones who made it to the main land, though it was a hard swim."

Wildmoor ended his story, looking to see how Dreamcatcher might respond to that. It was a far less traumatizing event than the poor mare had gone through, although Wildmoor missed his mother and friends, and wondered how they were fairing now.

Dreamcatcher

She moved closer to him as she felt him touch her. She looked at him and listened to his tale.

I'm glad you survived. I'm sorry for your losses.

She nuzzled his warm boa. Her tassles hung limply. Optics, still watery, looked into his. If only he knew how much he ment to her...

M'lord, I'm so glad you found me.

Wildmoor

He nodded faintly, his eyes gazing fondly into hers, feeling that no words he could think of would really justify what he felt now. His features, so confident and caring, said it all. After a moment, he spoke up, "I'd like to show you something, come nightfall." Now the stallion took up a growing grin, "Have you ever tasted the flowers that humans like to grow?" He knew just where to go in search of some tasty petals and leaves.

Dreamcatcher

The mare's optics, full of admiration and desire gazed into his. She tossed her boa and let her tassles dance before letting them landback on her boa. She smiled.

I can't say i have. Please, show me...

She circled him eyes watching him the whole time. Her radars were a'flick and her bodice swayed with the easy pace. She flicked her tail, cresents marking her movements. She wanted him to say something about how he felt about her as she was to shy too. She wanted him to know but everytime she tried to say it her body tingled and her heart pounded so she couldn't. What if he didn't feel the same way? She brushed the thought aside. She nickered to him softly before moving back over to the river where she dipped her tiara and began to lap up the water again.

Wildmoor

His face lit with excitement, happy she agreed to go with him. "You will enjoy it, I promise." Came his vowing reply, for he was eager above all else to please Dreamcatcher. Rich eyes were turned to the horizon as he studied the dying rays of light. It would still be a short while before the cloak of darkness could hide them well enough from human eyes.

Wildmoor felt himself at a loss for a moment. He too was terribly shy about revealing his feelings, and also wondered what her reaction would be if he said what he really felt. But simply standing there and waiting for darkness seemed too foolish for him. Mustering up his courage, he swung his head nearer to hers and nickered softly, "You are the first mare I've really met since coming here. And... I don't believe there are any out their I would have rather run into." The stallion's words were a bit faultered, but he meant them sincerely.

Dreamcatcher

She smiled as she saw his excited reaction. She watched him look to the horizon as the suns rays began to sink in the sky. She dipped her tiara and began to graze before her radars pricked as she heard him begin to speak. On hearing his words she stared at him with affectionaly glistining eyes.

M'lord...I...agree, I couldn't have wished for a better leader...urm...

She sucked in her breath before saying something she truely ment.

Wildmoor...I love you...

She blushed and turned her head, dipping it slightly. She couldn't believe what she had just said so she looked at her hooves. She suddenly moved closer to him but stepped back. What if he had ment that in a friendly way?...Well she had said it now, and she really ment it. Nothing would change her feelings. Nothing. She looked up at him with loving optics to see what his reaction would be.

Wildmoor

Wildmoor felt a great tension leave him as she spoke her first line, confirming to him that his words weren't out of line. In the dying light, his gentle eyes smiled back at the mare as his ears stood alert to catch the latter sentence. The stallion perked up his head and moved closer to her, nuzzling the side of her neck, "And I love you too, Dreamcatcher."

His eyes closed a moment as he took in her scent. A question that had previously loomed in the back of his mind came forth, but he was cautious about asking it, in fear of pushing things too far. "Dreamcatcher... have you ever... thought about a family? I mean, of your own?"

Dreamcatcher

She smiled, happiness filling her heart as he moved towards her and said the words that she longed to hear. She nuzzled him back. Radars were pricked forward as she heard his second string of words. She smiled calmly and said in an affection, natural tone.

Yes Wildmoor, and the would be no-one i would rather have one with than you.

She nipped his neck affectionately, optics gazed into his warmly and she smiled, as she waited for his reaction.

Wildmoor

His spirits lifted and his shook his mane lightly before nipping her back. His eyes were soft and loving and he gazed fondly at DreamCatcher, hearing just what he wanted to from her. "Then we shall start a new herd, and you will be my lead and equal for as long as we live on this beautiful land." He spoke in a powerful but caressing voice, speaking of the Earth as 'the land'.