Come Dance, Dance, Dance Through The Fires (Open)

[Hambre De Los Lobos Aulladores]

The air was clean and flowing freely though the open grassy plains. The grasses, elongated as they were, bent and shivered in the slight breeze. There was not a whole bunch of trees around but it was nice to have the sun shining. The skies were clear and the kind rays of the sun gleamed upon the earth and rewarded all that cared to take in the glowing sun rays and all.

There was a thundering across the lands and a blurred, masculine shape hurtled onward at an excruciatingly fast pace and did not slow down or miss a stride. It's tail was like a banner flowing freely out behind it like a fine and faint black and tan smoke that fueled the muscular beast onward. Muscles contracted in each stride and the skin showed the power well for it was taunt and shifting ever so slightly as the muscles looked to be almost trying to escape from their fleshy prison over top of them.

A long and mildly angled black and tan mane bristled back in the stale winds as the creature hurtled onward. A voice could be heard in the winds as each and every stride was counted as it was exerting every stride and keeping an even, steady breath. The beast inhaled with each extension of it's massive legs with no long feathers streaming behind at all on the charcoal black almost blueish tinted hooves, exhale with every contraction of it's body as it's legs came back underneath it's tight and muscular frame to get ready to cover more ground in a single stride.

A rather large gully ran through the field that it was running though and it was about 8 feet across with a sharp drop to some rather sharp looking stones. Bunching hindquarters flexed as they readied for a launch over the gully. The fleshy exterior grew taunt and the massive creatures tail flew out seemingly longer as if to provide lift. It's neck arched and the only flaw to this muscular scene were the two brands that became more evident. One was on the beasts neck and it was a freeze brand that was labeling him as a captured equine species. It showed a variety of letters and a few numbers in a ghostly white fur. It read de6v6i6l an it was quite odd that it was this exactly for it corresponded with his name perfectly. The other brand was that from the US Army on his proud and muscular shoulder. The US stood out darkly with the black scarring for the hot branding. Leaping over the gully the fine featured hairs on the legs of the animal flew out like the wings of a bird and took to flight.

Legs curling up perfectly and tucked just so the massive creature flew over the gully with a flowing ease. Landing finally after a small flight the animal landed with a thunderous pounding and galloped off once more on it's workout rout. The sun flashed over the creatures body and gleaming was the golden color and the dorsal stripe that adorned his body. The black on his ears and muzzle as well as it's legs made the creature look splendid.

Finally there was a little sign of slowing of pace as the fiery creature came back over the lands from it's last circuit. Then all of a sudden it stopped dead and then mighty pillars rose up in the air as loud cry pierced the airs in happiness and was just s loud as the thundering of the creatures massive daggers upon the earth. With it's long and angled black and tan mane lashing out with every strike of it's hooves and his tail taking to a life and tempo of it's own as the creature battled an imaginary foe.

All of a sudden the massive creature leaped to the side and dodged and lunged for at least half a hour. The muscles and flesh rippled and it's scar on it's shoulder rippled with every move that was taken. Right now to anyone that would be watching it looked as if this massive creature was battling a invisible foe and it would also look like it was winning for he was skilled in the field of fights and killing as his life experiences and muscles would show.

[Fajer]

<sub>So you want to dance?
Fine.
Let us dance the fiery tango.

If the creature battling invisible foes is a splendid one, then the creature now approaching him is dazzling. She moved with the grace of a cat and the light steps of a bird. Strange to think she is a horse. But a horse she is and a beautiful one at that. White, pure white, shines her pelt, only accented by the dark that covers her nose and eyes. She is a splendid creature as well.

She had no reason in particular for coming to this land. No reason except for the fact that she had nowhere to go and nothing to do. Often, when this happens, it is good just to go and watch other beings. And so she did. As she moved, her dark eyes flitted back and forth to the beings around her, occasionally rolling in their sockets at their pathetic natures. They could not help it. After all, they weren't her. They couldn't help their imperfection. But still, they could be annoying.

As she moved, the white mare's dark eyes settled condescendingly on the golden stallion who was just previously mentioned. He looked as if he thought he owned the world.

How could he think that, when it is so obvious that I do?

She inhaled deeply, relaxing herself. She could not help her bad mood. He was good looking after all; he might not be as annoying as his initial bearing seemed to her.

She trotted over, her tail streaming out like a banner announcing her presence. She pulled up to a lovely stop and looked at him, just waiting for him to notice.

We do not dance now.
Please.
First I have to decide if I actually want to.
You have to be special to dance my tango.</sub>

[Hambre De Los Lobos Aulladores]

The scents of the winds had changed as the golden stallion continued on with his workout routine. He wanted to always be fit and prepared for a fight at any moment and when he caught sight of the one that was looking at him in his training he just ignored them. His tail lashing against a pulsating hindquarters with the muscles bunching and expanding beneath a prison of flesh and fur. The long traditional buckskin mane billowed in the breeze and the winds combed fiercely though each strand that became free of it's massive coils. The sweat that now slightly glistened his pelt sent out waves of scents that would be found pleasing to any mare as he continued his dodging and jabbing at his invisible foe. The marks that were encrusted into his flesh were made seen easily to those watching as he moved in ways that most equines would only dream of moving.

The satanic symbol on his shoulder from his trainer in the dark part of the world and the branding of his traders on his neck that clearly sought out the attention to all that looked. It was imprinted harshly on the nape of his neck and it clearly noted 'de6v6i6l'. The finally as his training came to close he then slowed down and spoke harshly to the white mare that looked at him now, " What is it that you want mare. Have you got anything else better to do than watch me?" Finally as he finished his routine he turned now to face the mare full on. She was a light grey in colour and her face clearly spoke of Arabian blood in her veins. Her dark outlines around her ears, muzzle and eyes made her face stand out more than her bodice to him. The striking dark ovulates that inhabited her sockets were trained on him and the way that she stood she was clearly someone with attitude.

He knew that by her stance that she was looking for something and why she was staring at him thinking that by the sudden sight of her that he would stop dead in his training. She was stuck up and he could almost smell this on her as she was only a few meters off from him now. He watched her now and then continued once more with his dark and intimidating vocals, " I say. Now what brings someone the likes of you to these parts? I suppose the gods have been seen fit to bless me with someone to enjoy for a little time." With this his laughter erupted out of his throat in a dark and almost sinister way as it's seductive ringing tone filled the airs around them.

He was really not all that bad once others got to know him but they had to go though extensive tests to even get a fraction of a way though his tough and impenetrable armor that he continually wore. Now as he stood still his muscular form twitched as muscles taunt and massive begged to be freed from their fleshy prison. The thought of ravishing this mare right now was nowhere in his mind but his outer facade told otherwise. He was very good in showing no feelings or anything in his optics and they were always clear. This was most terrifying to other that fought against him for they would say that there was nothing inside of him but rage and a lust for blood and ravishing mares until he was contented to the nth degree. Now he strode closer to the mare and allowed his dark laughter to rumble out in little spurts as he walked around her form and assessed her as he took snippets of scent from her form without any incentive to the other. His nostrils were always still and his breathing was eerily steady from the long and strenuous workout that would leave almost everyone else tired and have at least a little ragged breathing.

[Fajer]

<sub>You may think you're something...
but I know I am.

Javan is not easily intimidated, nor does she care if you (Mr. Training) do not like her. If she cared, she might have been intimidated and never come up in the first place. She how her personality matches itself? Crazy how that works.

She was content to wait until he spoke to her, obviously, and when he did she didn't react to his insults. Actually, I lied. Her lip twitched in a smile/snarl which is sometimes referred to as a smirk. He spoke of the gods delivering her to him for his own pleasure.

Bud, if the gods brought me to you, it was not for pleasure.
What did you do wrong?

As he looked her over, she returned the action. He was a good looking creature and so was she. They both knew that. And, from the few sentences that have been spoken thus far, they have similar attitudes...sorta. Javan has actually said nothing, but that will change.

Going back to the stallion's first statements, the white mare smiled and, reminiscent of her first conversations with Matiz, said with a smile,

I am here because there is no where I especially care to be.
And that is all.</sub>