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[Razor]

As the light colored mare walked down the wet path, she blew air out of her hard nose. The thin nose holes let much air go through them, and then suck some back in. The curved lip bit clacked as she opened her mouth, and snapped it back down. It was pure bone and cartalidge, inside and out, but the inside held a tongue. She flicked her golden harks back and forth, listening to the silence, trying to pick something out. Her beady orbs searched the ground, looking for something to pick at and eat. Her hooves carried her farther into the land, her body moving in and out of the trees. As the mist picked up, she felt the need to get away from it, but she just couldn't. It surrounded her, engulfing her. It made little beads of condesation form on her body, which tended to be cold. Though it was the middle of summer, she couldn't see any sign of the sun, making the shadows cover everywhere. As she kept on her slow pace, her two colored body moved between the twisted trees, and made it's way to the water front. She was looking for a stallion, somebody to come and take her home. As she made her way to the rocky water's edge, she stopped, and let disfigured dial look up into the gray and dismal sky. Maybe, jusy maybe somebody would come and pick her up.

[Masquerade]

Auds alerted forward as Carrion caught sent of vixen. He stretched out his neck and took in in-haled deeper whiffs of the mare. As the brute creeped closer, he was in view of the creature standing in plain view. Clouds casted shadows among the ground that the stallion walked upon. Carrion looked down a moment and caught a climpse of the mares shadow. A sharp point where her muzzle should have been.

He found himself staring at the shadow and finally, with a shake of his head, got the courage to go up to the unfamiliar vix. As Carrion trodded the earth towards the equine, he noticed that there was indeed a beack attached to the mares head. Along with random feathers assorted throughout her mane and tail. The Dun Tobiano was quit different from other equines he had met. But then again we all were. It was just that the mares image was a diformity Carrion had never laid eyes on before.

Truely this was a horse worth talking to. He wanted to see what the mares personality was like. This will be most interesting thought the decaying stallion.

Ello mare.

[Razor]

With the decaying stallion approching her, she lifted his light colored dial. Turning her head to the side a bit, she longed to see what the reek of carrion was coming from. Her sharp orbs saw the odd flesh hanging off in odd places, the dark horn and the ribs. How odd. Although she thought that, he was probably thinking how odd she was. Shaking her slightly feathered main, she grunted, acknowledging his entrance. As her orbs stared deep into his tall stature, she lifted her fore peds, prancing slightly, showing that she was ready for an attack. Some people liked to attack strangers, and she didn't exactly like being attacked on the spur of the moment. As his words came from his sly mouth, she smirked, and still her movements a bit. Her duo colored body swished to a stillness, alothough, she opened her beak, only to clack it and continue speaking. Though as she spoke the words had random little clacks in them. Speaking wasn't her best thing. Greetings brute.

[Masquerade]

Ah yes, the bit of a shy type always had a hold amongst the enormouse brute. Maybe it was the fact of a vixen making her self look shy so a stallion like himself could get to know them more. But anywho, what would Carrion say next? Should he ask her, her name? Why that would be simple. But then the answer would most likely be "my name is...and yours?" So far any equine he had thought about approaching would lead him on to boring conversations and small talk.

This stallion wasnt up for playing any kind of games like that. He wanted to enage in regular diaolog. Where one equine would say something worthy of a good response. If he wanted to make small talk, why.. he would have just gone to talk to the birds!

Carrion gave a half grin at the thought of his idiotic little pun he had just made. Oops. He swished his tail back and forth as he thought up something witty to say. Oh screw this... Carrion had decided that he would go ahead, as much as he regreted doing this, to go along and ask the mares name. Even though this would cause even more akward silences as someone would have to come up with something to say afterwards.

Mare, what is your name?

The shire noticed her stance was carried in an akward, fighting stance. I guess she was prepaprring herself to fight rather then flight. Which was what happened so often with many unskilled fighters. Just run away and naught to look back. Relax there vix... His mind began to wonder again. No need to be in such an awfull position for a potential aquantience.

The brute saw the Vixen relax her tightend muscles. She had let out a long, soft breath, releasing some of the tension built up over an unexpected stranger. Though the mare was still a bit prancy, she would quite down more, once the two had begun an actual conversation that consists of more than two or three words.