Street Spirit

Tonight seemed to be darker than most nights. Dark clouds loomed ominously in sky, swallowing up the stars and moon and casting a shadow that the flickering streetlights could barely fight off. Every now and then the bark of a dog broke the eerie silence. Occasionally, a car zoomed past, its passengers paying no attention to the mare in the shadows.

The black horse, still in broken chains and barbed wire after having escaped from the ring, covered in blood and very terrified, bolted past a car, nearly causing a wreck. She ran down what looked like an escape, only to find that it was a dead-end alleyway. Here she was, among the creatures she feared most, with no way out. She was in enemy territory.

Graveyard

Graveyard quietly galloped down the empty streets. A few meteal monsters shto past none paying attention to the sidwalks. A blue van shot by but Grave thought nothing of it. The young stallion was used to the city and knew that the van ment no harm. Suddenly the van screached to a stop as a black figure galloped in front of it. The van started again as the figure headed for a allyway. Graveyard trotted over to the entrance of the ally the thing was a mare. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to stay out of the streets..." He teased the frightened mare. "Or were you kept in a pen all your life?"

Street Spirit

Street Spirit reared when the stallion approached. She fared stallions. She was used to urge on the angry stallions in stallion fights, and often, she got hurt. "I have no mother!" She shouted, terrified. She never really knew her mother. She was taken away as a filly. She didn't take Graveyard's teasing so well.

Graveyard

Graveyard chuckled "Im sorry I forgot most of the two legs pets didn't get to know their families very well..." A cold smile on his face he bowed his head "Im sorry young mis for frightening you. My names Graveyard... And you are?" He lifted his head and looked at her.

Street Spirit

The mare glanced up at the sky. Thunder roared. Lightning flashed. Rain began to pour down. Her long, black mane and tail were soaked. "My name is Street Spirit. The forsaken. The condemned. The dying." She said, backing away a bit. "The hopeless." She added monotonously.

Rinale

Rinale usually not the city going type was indeed down town. His hooves were silent for they mustly stuck in the mud instead of concrete. Soon he heard equine voices speaking. His eyes narrowed as he heard what was spoken. So the stallion was messing with a frightened mare. Even though he didn't know the mare he was instictivly protective. The black stallion moved to the alley just as the lightning flashed. Soon he too was soaked, and his white mane and tail hung loosely out.

"Its not very polite to tease someone who already seems scared out of wits. My name is Rinale, and it nice to meet you Street Spirit...Graveyard." His voice was sweet, but it lacked its sweet tone when he spoke the other stallion's name. His head and tail was arched showing that no one ruled him, and he had scars littering his body here and there. His amber orbs looked almost eerie red in the light as some of his mane fell infront of his face. Even if he looked slightly scary he was still smiling like, well like a gentleman.

Street Spirit

The frightened mare seemed relieved upon the arrival of a more...gentlemanly stallion. She calmed down a bit. She stared at Rinale, awestruck by the handsome stallion. In all her days at that damned corral, she had never seen a black stallion with a silver mane and tail. He must be the Chosen One. Spirit's sister had told her that one day, a stallion would rescue her. Spirit didn't believe that until now. Perhaps they were just dreamers, but either way, their dreams must have come true. "Hello, Rinale. I'm sorry for staring. I've just never seen...you." She said in a low, timid voice.

Rinale

Rinale chuckled softly at her reaction. He wasn't really laughing at her, but simply at what she said. He had never caused that reaction in mares before. Oh dear me now look what I've done.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you more. It seems you've been frightened enough already,"he said sending a slight glare to Graveyard at the last part. He found so many faults with this one. One he didn't know the mare. Two he teased her when she was frightened. Three he didn't even care that he did it. Ah well, three strikes and your out. His gaze went back to the beautiful ebony mare infront of him. She seemed so fragile in front of him, but maybe that was because she was soaked to the bone. He wished to clean her coat, but she might think it rude. Oh well she needed to be calmed down anyways. So he came forward to groom her starting at the shoulder. His amber orbs watched her waiting to see if she didn't like it.

Street Spirit

Spirit smiled meekly. "You didn't startle me." She stated. She was a bit surprised when Rinale started to groom her, but she didn't mind it. She actually sort of liked it. Back where she was from, the humans made two stallions fight over her and the winner would sire her next foal...against her will. It was a relief to find a stallion who respected her. A bit hesitant at first, she eventually groomed him back, not knowing what a mare was supposed to do. "Rinale, do you have a mate?" She didn't mean to move fast. It was all she knew.

Rinale

Mark me tender
Mark me strong
Mark me loving
Mark me protective...

Rinale watched her as he continued grooming the mare. He could see that she was startled, but it also seemed like she didn't mind. He wondered what thoughts were going through her head. What a pretty little head too. His gaze raked all along her body, but not in a cruel way. He was simply just seeing what she looked like. Her beautiful coat over her muscles shined sleek in the rain. He moved slightly to the side his muscles working as he allowed her more space as he groomed her. He noticed her grooming back, and couldn't help but smile. Her words hit him, and it was awhile before he spoke. He was wondering what made her ask the question, but he didn't ask.

"No, and what about you, Street Spirit,"he asked his voice gentle as he spoke to her.

Mark me predator
Mark me prey
Mark me whatever
But always, ALWAYS
Mark me yours...

Grave yard

Grave yard snorted "I wasn't being rude infact you have no right to come charging in." The black stallion bellowed. "Hm any ways it seems that you two have bonded maybe I should leave..." He smiled at the mare but turned to the stallion and glared. He turned and walked out of the alley way. He was silent as he walked out of the alley way and looked around before taking off down the street.

Street Spirit

Spirit shook her head. "I have none." She replied. That's when she heard Graveyard speak again. Why wouldn't he just shut up and leave? Couldn't he see that he was scaring her? Obviously, he was being rude, if he was scaring her and he just started joking about it. "He has every right to come charging in here, child. You were nothing but unkind to me." She felt a bit more secure with Rinale here.

Rinale

Rinale glared as the stallion spoke up. He spoke now his voice smooth and honey. It would of been beautiful if not for the cold edge to it. His amber orbs turned to stare at the other stallion almost leaking vemon. His shoulders tensed as his ears went to his head. How dare that stallion be so rude!

"Say that to my face, colt. I promise it be the last thing you ever say. You don't ever insult and tease a mare for being spooked. It's not right!"

He returned his attention back to Spirit. "Are you okay,"he asked calm now. He attepted to look into her eyes wanting to know the truth. The rain seemed to be pouring down outside really bad. He hoped that the foolish stallion got sick, or hit by a truck, but he kept these thoughts to himself.

Street Spirit

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Fade out again
Fade out

This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
Fade out again
Fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Fade out again
Fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love

Street Spirit lowered her head. "I guess I am." She replied. "Just a little shaken up." She glanced at Graveyard, then back at Rinale. "Do you have a territory that I could stay at for the night? I don't want to stay here...for obvious reasons..."

Rinale

What could of been
What should of been
What never could be
What always should be...

Rinale looked up at her speaking. A terra? Sadly, not yet he thought to himself. He would have to do that quite soon. However he would be lead stallion there, and no one else. He wasn't the kind of stallion to be bossed around. After all he wouldn't want a foolish kind of stallion like the one recently met to lead him. Amber orbs raised to meet Street Spirit's orbs. He smiled at her before answering in his sweet voice.

"No, but i'll be claming one soon. We could go to Tall Grass Prarie to shelter under some trees for the night."

He suggested the last part not wanting to make her do anything she didn't want to do. He was okay with whatever she wished. The ebony stallion really didn't care where he went as long as he was in Spirit's company.