Aphrodite (barrel-Rumpelstiltskin)

[theprophecy]

She Crashed through the forest skid out of the air and quickly took to her feet, her snowy white fur glistening under the rising sun, and her flowing mane and tail whipping like banners, her emerald green eyes looking over everything she sucked in the air from the meadow no one here she was OK, cantered full stride tucking her ivory wings into her side her clear quarts necklace complimenting her body flowing with her every movement, her muscles rippling with each stride her body delicate and perfectly shaped like an Arabian but strong and powerful like a thoroughbred, the ground whimpered as she strode forward tearing it out of its place, she couldn't trust anyone after all she wasn't just a Pegasus wasn't just an incarnate, she was something way more a prophecy left to unfold... she swung her head coming out of a daze and stopped let her wings droop, "what would happen to me?" she thought the sun smiled at her shining bright how she loathed that sun.

[barrel]

Wandering through the lands could not be contained the stallion was quite a gypsy never staying put for too long you see, it was no good for business and therefore he could never stay put. The meadow was not quite the place he had intended to venture to, though it would suit him for now. Possibly this next unknowing prey he would toy with, for he mother never taught him to not play with his food. Serpent like movements were created, quite odd indeed. No rush was played through his stride and certainly what would he rush for there was no fun in that. The Autumn scene was quite glorious, yet the stallion truly did not favor the months to come. Intolerable colder weather would make it's way into this land and it would seem as if Boreas himself was here. Indeed though the fellow was quite pleased he was gifted with Inner fire, it allowed for him to become intolerable to the cold yet he could make himself warm quite quick. A slight smirk drew over his features with the realization of another, I mean she had made herself quite obvious to anyone lingering in the outer parts of the meadow.

A foolish call in his opinion, now that did not mean he doubted this dove's abilities but it was foolish for the fact that she was alone and causing quite the uproar in these mostly quiet lands. Though why? Was it to gain the attention of another or to simply run and frolic through the meadow as if nothing else existed. Though from the visual the stallion caught was that this lovely creature was an Incarnate, ah that explained the frolicking. Truthfully Rum was not one to hate or completely devour one every time he saw them but he did hold a dislike to their belief and quite frankly the manner in which most acted or carried themselves. Now the beauty was talking to herself, of course as he drew closer he had to chuckle. The baritones were deep, and the tones unwelcoming to anyone near by. "You create quite a display, certain that is the safest idea?" Slithering tones left his lips, while enchanting tones lingered over every word he spoke luring as a spell.

The mammoth sized stallion emerged from the foliage to allow her to see him, just as he could see her. The sunlight illuminated the rich red roan flesh, metallic sheen creating a divine sight. The deep crimson scales that grew just above each hoof even caught some rays of light. Those glorious horns much like that of a ram but far larger sat on top his skull, while divine fangs allowed themselves just a bit of light to be shed upon them. Yet what truly was remarkable about this creature was those viridian, emerald eyes they were quite the contrast against his bodice and were handsome indeed. "Was there something you feared that caused you to explode with a delightful display or just the simple impulsive act to do so?" Questions could flow from his voice box constantly, and statements and sentences could as well. Rum had allowed himself to not only become quite skilled in the art of battling but also with his words and mind, for brawn was not always the answer.
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[theprophecy]

She turned to look him over, heard him coming, she held a wicked smile upon her lips "you saw me come in, did u not see the shadows" she said in a dark tone ignoring his "attempt" to intimidate her she wasn't easily intimidated she twisted her body completely toward him just as tall but not as much muscle but she was swift and witty it would be enough to get her away if she pleased, her snowy nostrils filled with his scent memorizing it just in case she had to track him for any reason she was like a blood hound too bad she was born into a Conservative cult, yes, that's what she thought of them, she could use so many underhanded things which might have to be done today as a break for escape, her wings unfolded loosely glistening under the Sun so if she had to fly she was set, " it was no delightful display as you say i was simply getting out of the way of fate slipping though the net once more" she played upon a though for second and dismissed it she twitched her tail in frustration " if you saw me come in why did u come you knew i was here" her emerald green eyes stared at him demanding an answer.

[barrel]

The stallion did note that this mare was quite prideful in her attempt to be just as a stallion or quite similar indeed, which for once in his life slightly irritated him. Composer was held, and a wicked grin crossed his lips. Then his thoughts aligned and allowed for him to speak smoothly and with quite a devious tone. "Slipping fate as you say you have done, eventually runs out fate always wins. " There he went twisting and tweaking the words that every creature said. Though Rum did this so every being truly understood what they spoke, and understood that everything they spoke was not always truth or fact. The stallion did not move when the foolish mare boldly stepped closer to him, as if to intimidate him or prove to him that she was just as grand. "Dame you attract predator's to you like a a wounded animal." The baritones were charming even though they seemed to spit almost rude words, yet all seemed so normal as if this was his natural manner in speaking. Emerald eyes gazed directly back into her own, as if nothing as wrong. Pleasure only crossed his features, for deceiving the opponent was the main objective.

Nostrils flared, as he slowly inhaled and exhaled though with the exhale a smokey aroma caught the air. The scent was due to his inner fire that was slightly at use do the colder temperatures. The Pegasus was a lovely creation but the wings never really fascinated him, Rum was quite alright with remaining upon the Earth and not within the skies. The massive stallion was not created for flight instead was bred to fight and carry high intellect. Ram horns were shaken lightly, as he allowed the sunlight rays to fall upon the gleaming fangs that tightly hung from the lips of this male. Rumpelstiltskin was quite amused with giving this female cryptic messages to maul over and try to make understanding of what he spoke, and what she had spoke. Ears listened carefully waiting for the next egotistic words to escape her voice box. "Dame why is it you seem so competitive with me?" Grinning lightly, the baritones were lathered with a lovely bewitching charm.

The mammoth sized creature shifted his weight stepping closer, as he side stepped to look over her entire bodice. She was quite tall but not masculine like himself, robust and bulging with well toned muscles. Yet she did seem to be slightly larger and more muscular than the average mare, in fact she had some grace all her own. Though beautiful on the eyes this stallion was put off by her verbal responses from earlier and probably to come. Lucid black tail flicked wildly smacking his large hindquarters quite violently, the stallion was not at all tense nor annoyed with this meeting but more in fact surprised by her display of arrogance. She was quite confident, and therefore it did make her actions slightly foolish. Rum was not at all impressed and certainly not intrigued by this, yet he was slightly curious as to see why she felt the need to act in such a manner as this.

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[theprophecy]

She watched the ways his muzzle moved when he spoke why was her brain fuzzy, she shook her head violently stepping sideways, " yes i know fate will soon accomplish its deed, but not today" she rumbled " stay out of my head u snake" she spat in frustration her eyes narrowed and pinned him down where he stood he wasn't your average stallion, any other stallion would be tucking his tail in such boldness especially when she was larger than most stallion but he was large and did not back down she watched his feet move forward and before she could tell herself to stand her ground she retracted inches maybe it wasn't that noticeable but his eyes and action where keen and quick he saw it she knew, she smelt the smoky smell and it reminded her of fall kind of lovely memories floated to her but she wouldn't let that show, she knew what it was she could have flames come off her body on her command not inner fire outer fire anywhere out of her body, she tilted her head in confusion was he sizing her up? he was actually wasting his time doing that, his eyes where staring into hers piercing she knew he meant to come off "nice" if that's what you'd call it but she saw through his words, "competitive? is that what it came off as?" she added bluntly but she wasn't she just didn't like being intimidated, yes that's what it was she was a little uncomfortable but held herself together, she saw his tail he obviously meant to give away his frustration, " Quite the opposite indeed, not competitive, whats to compete over?" she said truthfully, allowing herself to clear her thoughts.

[barrel]

The first few statements she spoke was perfection ringing in his eardrums, ah yes he had broken this larger mare. Quite mentally in fact that a deep chuckle escaped his voice box, slightly mad one could say it sounded. "Thank you for the compliment my lady, I am so pleased to have won your soul. " The words he spoke were charming and yet cryptic all in one, making the meaning behind what he spoke so difficult to decode. The massive creature stepped fourth once again, showing this creature whom was dominant now. Rumpelstiltskin was never one to boast but when he succeeded he was glorified, and therefore it made for a torturing experience for the opponent. This mare was quite the bluff indeed, the grand size of this dame was just for looks nothing more. Also her mind was not stimulating enough for the fellow anyways a pity truly. Saucer pan sized hooves circled the mare, knowing he could get kicked he continued with his encircling. Much like a great white would do to it's prey it was hunting, encircle and then capture.

Dame do you even understand that I have called your bluff." A smirk stretched across his handsome features, as his emerald eyes cast a divine gaze upon the mare. Indeed Rum was a serpent winding his was into everyone's lives, constricting them softly and then capturing their true being at the end was what this sadistic creature lived for. The devil was ever so pleased with his accomplishment that mammoth became quite sweltering temperature rise that is. Though slowly began to let it fall, the scent of a smokey muskiness that filled the atmosphere around them. A light shake of his head and he spoke again. "Do not be ashamed dear, not many escape." His words were deadly, lathered with a lethal venom that would strike anyone cold. He was no sweetheart, no being pure of soul. No he was damaged, that far he went for souls and held no emotion. This mare would be retorting with some elongated speech or she would accept defeat in a manner of speaking.

As he stood before her once again, a sly smile crossed his features. This mare would be useful to him in the future whether she believed it or not. Nostrils flared sending out a rich snort, the stallion paused waiting to see the recoil from this mare. It would either be hostile or docile, whichever it was he was amused to see none the less. The stallion wished to watch, seeing their mental status decreased to the nothingness of an unborn foal it would seem. He did not care, and truly only did it for his pure selfish enjoyment. Odd, and rather terrifying that a creature did this sort of thing on a normal bases. No matter what age, or species, or alliance. Ears perked forth patiently waiting for the mare, the stallion had finished his hunt now it was time to sit and toy with his prey.

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[theprophecy]

He looked at her as if he'd one oh! how wrong he was she lurched forward crushing her head into his she did not care that he was stronger she was going to make her point " i am not your prey and if you think you will overcome me think again with what little brain you have " she said with a sick and devilish tone the atmosphere had changed she moved her head and stepped 4 ft back still within good distance but not backing away in fear " its a pity you think i would let you win so easily, not today" her muscles rippled her emerald eyes blazed in fury she surely wasn't going down so easily, he mind was set she would not go down at all, she lathered her words with a deadly accent " what i do and say is not bluff, you do not grow great and strong for no reason"

[barrel]

Yes this is what he loved to watch, the grand struggle. The torture within one's mind with defeat, and the rage that grew from this mare only made the stallion chuckle out loud with laughter. It was hilarious to him, even during a fight this fellow would seem to be relaxed and pleased just like no emotion truly could escape. Rumpelstiltskin did not move when the enraged filly decided to ram her skull into his side, the stallion was pushed to the side but nothing more. "How did you know I liked it rough." baritones rippled from his lips as a sadistic grin covered his features. The stallion lowered his skull slightly, for if this creature did push just a little more she would get what she had given. Though in his case giant ram horns would be breaking the ribs of whatever side he may choose to ram, one should never be impulsive it would be the downfall of many. Then it came the shrill cry of a woman upset, ah it was a melody to the stallion's eardrums. "Your denial is quite childish, one should just accept."

An exhaled breath escaped through his nostrils, as he watched the mare back up. If she had planned to ram him once again, she would meet a set of horns that would give a nasty little headache to one with such a delicate skull. Possibly it was fear, or just for caution. Whatever it may be it did not mind the stallion, for Rum was quite enjoying the show being displayed before him. "Ah, than a man of little mind I may be but remember than that means a fool was able to torture your mind, truthfully dame that is the true pity." A cynical laughter slithered from his jaws, his forked tongue slowly caressed his saber like fangs and then scented the air before returning to it's cave. Truly Rum was a replica of something evil, the red roan coat, scales, horns, fangs, reptilian eyes and tongue, and fire being his element. A creature could speak as they wished but Rum always had words to retort, therefore it would be almost impossible for another to win.

Lips parted and words spoke once again, "Dame everyone has a purpose but some beings purpose is to be nothingness." Those words did hold a deadly chill to them, he was a merciless creature. The fellow cared nothing for her feelings, or any emotion really that she was displaying with the exception of her drawing once again attention to herself. This mare would learn eventually or never at all, possibly a hopeless cause or a late bloomer whatever the outcome he would not be anywhere close to see, but certainly he held his bet. Smirking lightly the stallion shifted his weight, where the mare had made contact on his side did not bother him really. It would be sore for some of the day and that would be all, nothing truly. Pain was only relevant if you allowed it to take hold, if pain was not in the mind it was not in the body.

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[theprophecy]

She smiled wickedly he had no complete clue she was no frolicking mare or beautiful built Pegasus she was more, oh so much more, she stood strong on all four legs shadows crept into the forest maybe it'd make his game more interesting this was like playing chess with a toddler, they crept around and engulfed her when through her every vain crept into her nerves flowed with her blood, she had let it happen, she had summoned them, she was a princess but not one covered in pink or Lacey things, he spoke but she paid no attention he doesn't deserve an answer she thought but another thought crept into her mind yes it was complete in her now walking into her thoughts, " you are a inexperienced fool you have no idea what has walked into your life and i will follow you and make you suffer like a plague" she dark hollow a voice layered in death her breath smelt of blood she use to flinch at blood now it kind of tasted good she could taste the smell of her breath, her eyes didn't change but they did not glitter anymore they carried a dull, bored look, she yawned " witch might be interesting to watch out put up a fight that you will inevitably loose" she watched him his head how he displayed his horns where a joke she wouldn't even flinch it wouldn't even cause a trickle of pain, she was circling him now her eyes twitched around her lighting a ring of fire around them, caressing his thoughts with a flame, her main and tail lit a fire fire on her hooves and blazed across her body it would not hurt her, she looked like a light show like fire works sparkling in the night sky, what a deadly show this was, her body stopped directly in front of him 10 ft away it was a shame she thought that this poor creature was to be of waste a dark smile rippled across her lips she laughed a meaningless dark laugh and she daughter of the "morning star" how brightly did she shine