Lets Meet the [Queen]

[Brenna]

Emeralds whipped at my pillars as I galloped past them. Audits perked forward and my dished head raised up high. Reddish tassles whipped at my nape, banner flagged in the air. Nares flared, hooves beating agianst the earth. Large eyes looked over the land. I was King, King of all Darks. And I was here to meet my Queen. Yes I have never met her before, this was a new mare. Lets see how she is like. Is she really a true dark? Was she really a dark mare? Welll she has to be, if she is the Queen.

I stopped and then reared upward. A loud call came from my slender body, calling for her. I landed back down onto the earth. And then walked over to the lake and dipped my head into the sureface. I sipped carefuly. Auds flicked everywhere. I lifted up my head, droplets of water dripping from my whiskers.

[darkfantasy]

You called? The appaloosa mare boldly hissed out towards the stallion, slinking out of the shadows, her leopard spotted coat gleaming in the sunlight. Jasmine did find it odd that she was a queen to a stallion she had yet to meet, but having watched this stallion for some time, felt satisfied with what she had seen so far. Jasmine was in a decent mood, so, she felt shamelessly flirty, yet keeping herself out of reach, even for her king. Greetings Milord. I am Jasmine. Tis pleasing to see a dark like myself. Jasmine spoke with a hiss, but a flirtatious sort of ring to it. (sorry it's not too good of a post.)

[Brenna]

I turned toward the mare. Dished head was raised. Ah, so this must be my Queen as they put it. Jasmine, seems pretty.. light to me if I do say so myself. But that is my opinion. I have to live with her for the rest of my life, lets just get this all over with. I flicked my reddish hock kisser.

And I am New York, good to be meeting a dark such as yourself also. Do tell me, what makes you a great Queen of darks. I am only wondering? I asked.

Lets say, I was kinda testing her, see what she wanted with life as Queen. How would she contribute? I don't know, and I don't care. I just wanted to hear her anwser, whether she got it or not.

I kept my head up high. Large black eyes keeping on her. Audits flipped forward. Forelock covering my eyes.