Brush it off [Sadik/Luci]

[KIRAL]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=padding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2261/2261412.png); border-top: 5px solid #3F230E; border-bottom: 5px solid #3F230E; border-left: 5px solid #3F230E; border-right: 5px solid #3F230E; border-radius: 40; -moz-border-radius: 40; width: 500px; ,bTable][atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #7C3823; border: 3px solid #3F230E; border-radius: 30; -moz-border-radius: 30; color: #000000; opacity: .9] There have been some complications You've created a rift in me The black paint moved silently through the meadow, head dipping down every now and then to tear a mouthful of grass from its roots. However Kiral was intent on keeping her gaze upwards to the trees; they fascinated the stoic mare who was pondering the reasons as to why it was as if she had waltzed into the middle of fall. Pale eyes swept across the terrain taking in every different shade of red, orange, yellow, and brown. Never before in all of her wander has she seen anything such as this and she'd seen quite a lot in her time. There had to be a reason for this anomaly, perhaps an act of the divine, or maybe some children fooling around with their powers? The possibilities were as limitless as the danger she put herself in by remaining in the area. Kiral huffed, a faint frown creasing her lips, boundaries meant nothing to the mare who suffered from wanderlust, but they meant life and death to those who issued them. Slowing to a stop the almost solid black mare pawed at the ground once before cocking her right hind. Nares flared as she tested the wind, checking to see if any were near. Sensing none she allowed herself the luxury of grazing some more. She'd leave when she had her fill, not one minute before, and not one minute later. Ripping another chunk of foliage from its place Kiral chewed lazily, talking a half step forward in the process allowing herself to scope out the next clump of grass she would entitle herself too. Snorting as some stray blades tickled a nostril, the silent mare raised her head to momentarily scope out her surroundings; auds swiveling to hunt for tell tale signs of others. Once she was satisfied her head fell to the ground once more and three more steps where taken. Out Of Cookies: I've told you that I hate making starters yes? reserved for Luci's Sadik.