I've been [save]d from ]mad[ness

[blackie]

Caramel and honey rays caressed the plateau with intensity as the sun dominated the horizon. Determination seemed to be harbored within the furious ball of fire, intent on dominating the azure sky after receiving the only break from the storm clouds in months. This was the first sign that autumn would soon be leaving them thus giving way to the bitterness of winter, taking with it the rains and deep water laden upon the ground. The magnificent painting was observed by no one but shadows until a silhouette took form; harboring the only inkling of colour as well as life. Movements remained fluid and calm as the suns light played upon ebony flesh, undulated with the effects of rippling muscles and siphoning of blood through the bastards muscular bod. Curves made by bones and thick layers of sinew became illuminated as the sun rose higher making its luminosity stronger. This defined the shadow from the rest as it took on an entirely different form, complete with animation and emotion.

Two russet orbs moved within elliptical depression, reflecting the ever changing scene around him as darkness slunk farther and farther away from the light. There was the irritating noise of grinding as the bastard masticated a few bits of grass. Sides heaved with respiratory functions and vapors rose from nigrescent valves with each exhale. The nights were much colder and thus dawn was even more arctic, in a sense, and relieved the melanoid stud of the humidity and heat. Laden with a thick tapestry of muscles he was more than well insulated, preventing him the relief that others experienced during this time. Now was the perfect temperature with his flesh tingling from the chill, eyes partially closed from the serenity. Everything was right with the world it seemed, his herd remarkable with very little thought of his recent enemy, Deadly Sin.

Incognito was satisfied.

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[Aniya]

Standing beneath the wide brim of a wintergreen tree the gold and crimson rays struck the blood bay bodice that stood unmoving, almost like a stature of elegance. Ebon dreads and train fluttering slightly in the winter like winds that whipped occasionally. Letting her muscles ripple slightly as a shudder quaked through her mortal part causing her a little discomfort but nothing she couldn’t handle. The stinging that could just have easily been caused from bees didn’t faze the demoness. Earthen visionaries locked onto the sable shape against the horizon from where she stood, and upon the wind his musky odor told her his name. A smirk formed upon slightly parted kissers as Boodica glanced around the area looking for any of his other mares that might take away this chance for a lil affection that she had pulled herself from. Though if he didn’t seem interested then she would make her way back to the mountains and reside there for a while.

Carcass took up motion slowly, letting long curvy props carry the vixen towards the stud. Lobes held aloft listening to the wind for any sounds that might give away that their moment of togetherness was quickly coming to an end. Just as always the mahogany jezebel slinked upon the titan with little noise, one of Boodica’s many talents. To appear as if by magic before anyone noticed.

“You seem satisfied, should I leave you in peace?”

Her voice like a whisper on the wind as she shifted to a graceful stop near the demon’s flank. Her bodice only inches from his form, close enough for Boodica to feel his body heat across the small space. Chocolate visionaries watched Incognito’s skull waiting for him to take notice to her presence. To startle him was not the plan, to suddenly sneak up on someone was just her way. Her scent was surely on the air and he would have recognized it…if he remember it.

[blackie]

Regardless of how oblivious the czar appeared it was his natural instinct to remain attentive to his surroundings. Very few alterations of movement or sound could manage to get past Incognito, refusing to be startled or even attacked cowardly if such a horse could lower themself to such standards. However, even as his auds twitched to the low percussions of Boodica's hooves against the plateau floor and warned him of the mare, he ignored the instinct for the sake of staying in his peacefuls solitude. Ebonite flush was suddenly exposed to a different kind of heat which was not proffered by the sun, and he quickly eased into acute attention as lids lifted from auburn visionaries. Gaze was met with nothing but the plateau, brighter than what he had seen previously but the sun was also higher. It pleased Incognito that it was still morning but the oddly goading heat which prodded at his flanks did not allow him to relish in the satisfaction.

Crimped, black caudal appendage flicked upon his posterior as his appendage nearest the mare lifted a mighty hoof before slamming it to the ground. He didn't know that Boodica was in fact their, hardly registering her scent as he assumed the heat came from his body falling asleep and tingling all over. Once he took a complete breath though, her stench was strong and vibrant with the drug of ecstacy that would seduce any stud, and it certainly prevailed in attracting Incognito's attention as well as her smooth words.

Skull tilted as muscular curvature shifted his bulky dial, gaze landing on his Baroness' elegant frame. He knew he had not harmed her when he had stomped his foot with aggitation for he had connected with nothing. None the less her turned to face her, apology becoming the new emotion upon his facade which forever remained an expression of confidence and inquiry.

My sincere apologies Boodica, I was not aware that you were here. Tenor was just as smooth as the mares but deeper and with more strength as cognitive facilities inclinded slightly in a disagreeing nod. No you are fine, my peace is gone anyhow.

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[Aniya]

Pistons shifted slightly as Inco turned to face her, a slight satisfied smirk upon her maw. As it seemed the mighty Incognito had his moments where someone could sneak upon him, though his little stomping of his muscular limb didn’t bother her. Though if he had actually kicked her, Boodica would have been a lil’ irritated…but it would have been her fault. Smirking slightly as mud colored orbs shifted to stare into his auburn visionaries, the usual sparks of seductiveness where present. Lyrics always the same tempo as well as volume when speaking with the demon, parting her velvety labrums to respond.

“There is no need to apologize, for it was my fault for not making my presence known. Though I am sorry for disturbing your peace…That was not my intensions.”

Taking a few short steps to her left, just like her to always be moving. A habit that she had gotten into when she was still a captive of her father…well before she drained his body of blood. A soft giggle escaping her from the memory that was her fondest to date, watching him fall never failed to put a smile upon her kissers. Quickly turning her attention back to the important thing, the sable czar before her. Onyx forelock falling into her vision as she twisted her skull around to look him over, letting her figure move slightly closer to him edging forwards bravely. Extending her muzzle out slowly to gently blow heated air from her lungs into his snout, globes remaining locked on his.

The fact of the matter was that sense he had claimed her, Boodica had been on her quest to take over a higher ranking position in his harem and had failed to keep their bond. Though they had little of one, there was an electricity there that had caught her attention the moment that he had stepped into her path the first moments that they had met.

[blackie]

Stimulating tones lingered in the air like a mist before drifting off into the rest of the atmosphere. Single auditory twitched as his words turned into nothing more than a whisper from being spoke and then becoming memory. Yet he knew that his mare had heard every part of his dialogue and indubitably would respond genuinely. Soft nasal plush vibrated as he audibly sighed, deeply exhaling a shortly withheld breath for the mere sake of feeling his heart press against his chest. The beating of the thumping muscle had become so faint from how composed he had become that he had briefly wondered if it still existed, or had possibly been devoured by the internal parasite that was his emotions. Boodica’s presence brought back all the thoughts and emotions had originally escaped from by being hear, though could not muster the emotion of irritation when it came to the fatale. Incognito found that he was steadily and curiously wondering how he felt about his trio of jezebels and just how deep his affections went. He was well aware that none of them would want to be played and pulled along on a leash, but there was the incurable disease of jealousy and vengeance when it came to such announcements as his Queen. It would demote any mare that felt she was superior when it came to Incognito’s dedication if they were not considered for the title. After all, it was reserved for that particular mare that provoked and motivated him in so many ways, to not be tempted by love but a deeper connection. He had never experienced it but knew that how he felt towards Boodica was as close as he would get to it thus far. He didn’t know Viali very well and he and Haviana’s relationship was rocky, regardless if they had made amends. Yet it persistently intrigued him how they had met, right here in this plateau and how he had let the dove fly away with only her memory lingering. They say that if what you have released is returned to you then it its yours to keep, but that says nothing about what you’re supposed to do with it – or in this case, her.

Attentive gaze was still upon Boodica even as he thought so that she would not feel ignored. Truly he heard every word he said though was not completely conscientious of her. He had no intention of being rude and knew that Boodica could not notice since his expression remained the same, regardless of where his mind was. Muzzle shifted as he nodded thoughtfully to her, a low amusing chuckle escaping parted labrums as he agreed with her.

Indeed, though I guess I deserve it after being so bothersome to you when we first met.

Words were mocking as well as his tone, his eyes dancing as they moved with her jiggling chassis before they were planted firmly within sockets suddenly aware of the close proximity they were in. There was no fear or apprehension as his skull curved in towards his head causing his muscular curvature to arch and pulse with rippling muscles as well as excitement. Incognito did not care if the young fatale noticed, his attention stronger as he inhaled her hot breathe. Muzzle jerked with a very fast movement upwards and was done so rapidly that the curled edges of his nigrescent valves gently caressed the mare’s nose. The reaction was atypical and seemed almost as if he was startled once more, but in reality Incognito remained unsure of what he wanted to do and accept when it came to Boodica. His posture did not deny her company or her body, appendages shifting the bastard nearer her lovely frame so that his muscle laden ribcage brushed against her own. Nape became twisted as his skull now hung over her spine, lapping at the delicate hairs of her mane just above her shoulders and seeming to poke at the strong bone which lined her back. There was insecurity in his touches though confidence in his stature, gaze looking curiously Boodica though he knew he would not be condemned or rejected. How he knew this Incognito was unaware of, but he knew.

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[Aniya]

"How strange a memory. Yet I think of it often as it is."

Frame holding it's position as he brushed his muscular chest against hers, his grooming causing her orbs to drift almost shut. Even in his protective presence Boodica was much to aware of what was going on around her to give in completely to the pleasure of his touch. Letting her strong jaw rub gently along his shoulder before trailing up his ribcage to his spine. Velvets gently caressed and pushed against his silky ebon pelt, grooming him was something that the vix hadn't done much. But it came natural to her to touch him as she wished...though she knew when to pull back.

Letting her jaw rest against his spine, content to stand pressed against his figure. The baroness sighed ever so softly, dark optics reappearing from under their dark mahogany lids as she searched their surroundings. Boodica knew that somewhere out there was Sin and he wouldn't let go of his silver rose without a fight. But when the attack would come...one could only guess, though she was determend not to let it happen without giving warning. Her title ensured her to care for all members of the herd, even if it ment wounding one to keep her position. The virago would protect them with her life it need arose, though not because she cared to much for the doves...but for the master. It was because of him and his blood line that they were within her good graces. Not because she wished for friends. Boodica was 7 years old and had never once become buddy, buddy with another mare. Not even her own mother. So what could possible make her change now? The honest truth, nothing could.

Shifting her long limbs slightly, bumping against his chest slightly. Her knee caressing the curvature of his stilts without meaning to as she changed positions. Boodica wasn't uncomfortable, to be honest she was a little to comfortable for her own piece of mind, but she welcomed this strange feeling.

"The changing of the season is fast approaching, I fear winter will be brutal."

Though the statement was how she felt, there was no fear within the doe at the changing of the seasons. Winter was her favorite, to watch the earth disappear beneath a blanket of colorless powder...and to watch the weak souls disappear along with the earth. Hades claiming what was rightfully his. Keeping the equine race a strong and hearty existance. Winter was a time of leveling the playing field, to rid the race of their weakest members. As the snow and the ice covered the lands, Boodica would thrive as she always had. Loosing a few pounds of her muscule but never more than that. The thick fibers kept her wrapped in a warm blanket as did her thick winter coat.

Letting her chin rest against his spin for a moment before letting it slide down his ribcage slowly, her breath taking in the scent of just him. He'd been away from the lands as well as his mares long enough they were not caked to his pelt. Letting her enjoy just his musky scent, though her's was now the other that rang within her nares. Flicking a biting insect from her flank with her midnight hued train before letting her shoulder slide along his side. Rubbing her chin over his rump before circling around behind him to let her muzzle trail up his other side. As if she were checking his bod for any sight of imperfection. Stopping once her shoulder was slightly behind his, showing her respect to him knowing that she couldn't stand equal to him. Pushing her elegantly carved noggin into the air slowly before letting her maw gently trace the line of his jaw. Never had Boodica been so affectionate, well at least to show it anyways.

[blackie]

Stature became more relaxed as the femme caressed his frame though it caused his flesh to tingle and twitch. The trembling came both from pleasure as well as annoyance for Incognito was not used to being so open to affection. Even before when he was much more laid back there was very little intimacy between him and his mares, but he also had never felt very close to them. Neither he nor Boodica lavished each other with attention and he felt the moderate level enabled him to handle her delicate touches and nuzzle. Otherwise she probably would have driven him crazy and his reaction would have been aggressive instead of placid and receptive. By natural instinct he enjoyed the grooming which his Baroness proffered and it caused his muscles to melt. This was good though and released the tension he had been harboring which couldn’t be relieved through a simple retreat or brief solitude. Boodica was taking the job of his own personal masseuse but the touches remained gentle and not so corporate. This is what enabled the bastard to know that care were genuine and not forced for manipulation, but that did not mean that he did not secretly question her motives. She had been far too determined to rob Wind Chaser’s of her position and it made him wonder how far she would go to get what she wanted. The question still remained, what did she want? Then again, what did he want?

Blinking rapidly, Incognito cast his thoughts aside as he felt selfish concentrating on what he wanted. It really didn’t matter because his responsibility was his herd. Appendages moved beneath him as he shifted his weight to better accept Boodica’s skull upon his back. Own cranium was lifted and looking in the same direction as she, probably searching the same shadows and wondering the same things. Recently he had discovered that Deadly Sin had no intention of fighting for Silver Rose, which sort of bothered Incognito. He had seemed so intent on not letting him get any of his slaves to replace Havana, yet a simple steal and mating and he gave her up as if she were… well, a slave. It proved that Deadly Sin was nothing but a coward and only bluffed his way through things, but it sucked how often the brute prevailed. Incognito was just determined and would get his way – vengeance as well as adding to his harem. Hopefully it wouldn’t bruise Rose’s ego too much but she seemed content just to be rid of the stallion. She would probably thankful she wasn’t causing any further problems, but Incognito would not feel safe until after the foal was born and a yearling. Then Silver Rose would not be so helpless and the foal would be safe – it would also be enough time to let everything simmer down.

Auds flicked to attention as Boodica spoke, dial turning so that he could face her. Nod presented itself once more in agreement though he knew that he wouldn’t be as affected as the rest. Boodica was thinner than he was and though muscular, it didn’t help when it was as cold as it got in the Mountains. Incognito was practically made for the snow as if he originated from their, then again he couldn’t recall where he came from.

It may be, but that is the advantage of a herd – they can help keep you warm.

As could he and quite frankly by his lonesome he could provide the mare with enough body heat, just as he was now. Cognitive facilities shifted as she caressed him once more before circling him as if inspecting his body. Skeletal structure shifted beneath ebon cloak as the brute moved, stature tensing to regain its nobility as if to present himself to her. Caudal appendage flicked to motivate hind appendages to swing his posterior around, facing Boodica with an intense fire within his russet acoustics. Ivory moon was revealed simultaneously and illuminated his cadaver, reflecting off his eyes to make them look ghostly. Labrums hardly moved with the touches of maw though he nipped mildly at her right cheek bone to get her to cease her antics and get her full attention before speaking.

I feel very strongly for you Boodica, feelings much deeper than could be compared to anything I may feel for the rest of the herd. Even though he was revealing an inkling of how he felt, he did not shiver or quake in fear; he did not stutter or look away. That was the problem though; he had never felt or had a reason to feel anything more than perfect around her. It was something that concerned him and it showed upon his façade like a bright beacon in the water, but maybe it was the uncertainty of how Boodica felt or how she would even feel about what he had to say. Incognito never backed down from a fight though, and this one was one of the mind and heart. I am not secure enough in my mind, with the idea of my emotions, to manipulate you with fallacies or impress you, and I cannot be so hasty as to proclaim you my Queen. I think we are both satisfied with you being Baroness for now, but I do request that you are the mother of all my heirs.

He could not hide the demand in his voice, the dominance that always showed regardless of how intimate a situation. It seemed like every time he wanted something he had something convincing to say, but he did not see the point in hiding how he felt. It would be ridiculous to have what he would consider unintentional eloping and then return to the herd like nothing happened or nothing was said. Hopefully Boodica would not misinterpret his words, that his insecurities weren’t just because of the disloyalty he may get from his mares or he may not be viewed as so callous – although it was something that she was hopefully aware of. His feelings needed reassurance as well as his mind, not from the entire herd but from Boodica. If she basically told him it was not okay to feel as close as he did to her then he felt he could easily stop the emotions. He didn’t love her and really didn’t know if he ever would, but considered her more than just the casual friend.

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[Aniya]

At the mild nip to her jawline, the mohagany vix stopped her circling and stood facing the heathen. Deep earthen orbs bore into his as he spoke to her, duos held relaxed as they were upon her elegantly carved skull. It was true being in the herd in the mountains, where the temperature would surely drop to near the zero mark, the other mares would be depended upon to keep each other from freezing to death. And the truth was that some of them might not make it through the winter. Flicking her thick colorless train as she watched and listened to her master.

"I feel very strongly for you Boodica, feelings much deeper than could be compared to anything I may feel for the rest of the herd."

"I am not secure enough in my mind, with the idea of my emotions, to manipulate you with fallacies or impress you, and I cannot be so hasty as to proclaim you my Queen. I think we are both satisfied with you being Baroness for now, but I do request that you are the mother of all my heirs."

Satisfaction as well as pride swirled through the harlot's beating organ. Though it was the other small emotion that also rang true there as well that caused her a lil bit of worry. A small smile curved the left side of her velvety maw.

"I would be a fool to hide my own feelings from you, though I would not dare to call it love. However my feelings are deep Incognito. I am extreemly pleased with my position as your Baroness...for now."

A small smirk crossing her maw as a slight flash of her familiar sass showing in her deep colored visionaries. Opening her mouth once again to finish with what she had to say.

"As far as being the mother to your heirs I would be humbly honored."

Boodica would never lie to Incognito and she hadn't taken his words the wrong way. Never would she want him to jump to anything and proclaim her his queen, it would be a lie and she wouldn't be appreciated as if she won the position. Though she would not play any silly games to earn it, she would simply be the only thing she'd ever known...herself. If it was only good enough to win her the Baroness position so be it, but she was going to have to wait and she. Slowly reaching forwards to bump his muzzle with her own for a brief touch before pulling her skull back into it's normal high held position.

[ooc: once again not on my computer. I don't have my vocab words that I've acumulated over the months so it's not as prettily worded as normal. Sorry!]

[blackie]

I was glad to have the mares attention though had never really doubted I would recieve it. I could tell she was interested in what I had to say and what had been said, because her gaze bore into me like fire. I could not compare it to a knive's blade or even a got poker. It was more like frozen ice on a blistering hot day; burning when first touched but eventually taking pleasure from it. Thus I had become content just so merely gaze at her with security, auds cast forward as I waited patiently for her response. Her expression would have told me enough because once she recieved the information I had to offer, and though there was only a small trickle of reaction upon her face, I could see that she took no rejection or insult to what I had said. On the countrary, she seemed thoroughly interested and pleased and this caused me to smile at her - only a half, crooked grin really but it was a smile none the less.

Listening to her words I nodded in agreement, understanding what she had to say though becoming amused as well by her last remark. I did not take it as rebellion though because she had always been a little on the sassy side, and it was more jesting than a hint to future plans; I had become well acquainted with her plotting by now. Agreeding to give me heirs was a welcomed relief since it was the one part of the conversation I was concerned she would fret over. She seemed completely willing and almost desireable of a foal from me though, and her statement of being humbled only gave me further satisfaction.

Attention shifted as she pressed her nose to mine, and I pressured her soft plush back as acknowledgement and assurement before she withdrew. Aerial sensors twitched and flicked with some amount of interest of my surroundings, curious of what had been going on while we had talked. I had become mostly engrossed but well enough aware that none could harm us - just not as attentive as I had always been. Boodica seemed always in tune to her surroundings, which made me feel her emotions for me may not be as strong as she claimed but I spoke not of it.

Well, you may decide it is best that we breed. Heir's are very important to this herd afterall, as well as your satisfaction.

Oh, I was being quite charming as I spoke lavishly to Boodica. My twisted grin manifested into a true smile as I nipped the mare on the neck, pulling at her tresses accidentally at the same time as I stood before her.

OOC| its okay.

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[Aniya]

The mohogany vix stood quiet for a moment, completely ignoring the fact that he'd pulled her dreads. It hadn't been on purpose so there was no reason to act upon it. Twisting her nape just so that the thick sable mass that lay there found it's way to rest upon the other side. Letting her mind think about the best time for their first foal take complete control of her mind. Deciding quickly upon early spring time Boodica spoke up.

"Spring time, though early in the season so that the foal has plenty of time to grow during the warm summer months. It should give your heir the best chance of survival as well as being fit and strong."

Boodica's bodice shifted as cold winds began to blow violently down the mountainside, casting her train and banner away from her warm blood colored pelt. A soft snort escaped her as the air rushed into her nares, making her shake her skull slowly in displeasure. Knowing that their time here together was not at an end and that she had things to tend to back in their mountain home. The bytch let her muzzle run along his muscular nape before she began to walk away, flicking her midnight plume out to catch him playfully upon his rump.

"Till the next time we have a moment Incognito...take care of your self."

Her voice holding a soft edge to it, though sounding almost the same, glancing over her curvy shoulder to watch Incognito. Letting him dismiss her in his own way, never leaving completely unless he told her she was free to go.

[blackie]

Gentle breeze caressed my ebon flesh, ruffling coarse hairs and lifting tresses from my muscular nape. It cooled and relaxed me all at the same time, for I was a breed of horse that was meant for the cold weather that winter may bring. I was well aware that Boodica and a few other of my mares may be fragile to the bitterness of the season, and so I was concerned enough for them to perhaps move my herd to an allies - most likely Silver Arrow, since he was my most recent acquaintence. I would no doubt talk it over with Boodica because her rank entilted her to such drastic decisions. I looked at her inspectively as I thought about this, hoping that she would be okay during this season that killed so many. She had voiced her concern about it which forewarned me that the mare was worried herself. Snort caused nigrescent valves to flare, sighing as a result of my own contemplation, of the stress of being a leader. This anxiety is what provoked many studs to have a lead mare to share the burden, but I had always led by myself and wanted my Queen to be chosen for other and better reasons.

That is fine.

My words came suddenly, voice booming and loud as I had been suddenly alerted to the mares words. I accepted her affection once more with a dismissing nip to her chest, watching as she turned away and nodding assuredly to her request of my health. I could tell, as she looked back, she seemed to seek my permission for her to leave. I did not spoke however and merely turned in the opposite direction so that her elegant bod was no longer in my view. Gaze played out across the harsh plateau, vapors rising from my nose with each exhale as I trotted slowly away.

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[Aniya]

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