.yet to be found.

[Diosa]

Irons tapped at the emeralds leaving half moons behind as she arrived in the lands of claiming. Crown was held high as she thought to herself among the other equines that resided. I am not here to find a bronc just to live with among a large group of ess'; I am here to find someone who would love me, not be a collecter like her former brute. She halted upon hearing something in the brush yet when she looked, nothing was to be there. She continued at a two beat toward somewhere, maybe no where. She didn't know where she was headed nor what was for the future.

Diosa was soon resting beneath a large oak, the leaves a tint of jade. The sun shone brightly but the oak kept her cool. Sky tinted occuli gazed about, spying the many other femmes' that awaited their own claiming. She sighed deeply, lowering her salmon tinted mug to the vegitation. Incisors tore at the sea of emeralds, towers put forth.

Later, she was now bored of grazing, she turned her gaze upward to see the rest of the plains. They were stricken of shades of emerald & jade. She stood bored as the sun shone down on her, her pearl hued hide glistened brightly as she awaited her turn to be found..

[Bhaer]

The white mirror trod in on his iron hooves, looking yon hills and valleys, scanning for something one didn't find every day. He had long been in search of one he could love, share his life with, lead with.
So many. So different. But from the vast crowd of the gathering femmes Bhaer was interested in one. His thoughts were captivated by her movements. The way she looked at something or didn't. How she laid there, in boredom. Almost as if hope was lost and she'd never find love.
He whisked his funnels, and walked forward with his head aligned upon his withers, polls pinned north upon the es.
Slowly he approached and remained poised, silent. Bhaer did not know what words to emit, but they came.

Essa. I have been long in search for one to rule not below me, nor above me but beside me. I have long yearned for a true love. I ask of you: would you end my yearning and take the crown of Queen of my territory?

His cloud painted mane whiskered off his crest and saddled itself against his neck and withers, parting above and between his polls. He looked down then to her graceful self, and spoke again.

I am Herr Bhaer, or simply Bhaer if you prefer.
He nodded slightly in respect for her and returned to his tongue.

My lands are not fanciful, or glamorous. They are the exact opposite. However I hope this does not change your decision? It is up to you for I do not force it.

He looked once more to the sod, bowing his head slightly, and remained positioned before her with a bodice of solid white, eyes deep and dark.
But her. She was more then his eyes could eat.
It was all too beautiful for something like this to be left alone in this cruel world. He hoped she'd accept his offer for from deep within his heart did he request these things of her.

[Diosa]

Soft occuli gazed toward the czar of a pearl hue. Zeniths put forth listening intently to his kind words. She waited thinking about his offer then finally spoke up.

Yes, Bhaer. I would be honored as your Queen. I am Diosa.

She spoke light, quietly. The breeze blew gently, silver locks swaying about her frame. He looked at her like she was the one and only. She knew it was her chance, a chance for love again. She knew this czar would never break her heart.

Your explaination of your lands does not change my mind, for I do not need a fanciful home, just a well providing one.

A smile lay stricken upon her mug of salmon hue. A small, quiet nicker escaped her vocals as she stepped toward him. Serpentine was arched slightly as she stood by him, gently reaching toward his velvetine with hers'. She knew she wanted him, his wonderful voice. She loved him also, as she knew he loved her. It was love at first site.

Every glance in my direction
is like flame to the fire,
a twinkling of stars,
a spark of love's desire

[Diosa]

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