====================RUMOR====================


Lucid daggers placed themselves, ever so delicately, on the stone cliffs path. Wore down by many travels, the ebony flints were sore, and tired. their barer was the same. her heart beat slower, and slower, as the dark shadow of rest crept upon her every so often. The femora muttered to herself. Speaking the evils of spell, and outrageous murders. Her scarred velvets moved with every word she spoke, their vouls mean hated to others. The mare gasped as her front legs gave way beneath her, and her Gypsy bulk came to rest on the cliff path. her whole Frame blocking the path, so no others could pass. If any others even came. This land was dangerous, and that was why Rumor had come to it. it had called to her evil soul. Not many had set foot on it, and she wanted to be one of the only. The sain part of her beckoned her on.


She layed her tiara upon the ground, her smooth coat met the rough terra with a small smack. Her large bulk was like a dumbbell. It pulled her to the floor, with an intention Rumor didn't like. She was not weak, she should be weakened by a small journey. But this one was long. She had traveled from another land, one with alliance, and unicorns that did magic. To this one, weak and small. During her travel, Rumor had hardly set her black orbs on any equines. but when she did happen to stumbled upon one, they seemed to have no personality. Non to define them between a light and a dark. If no alliances ruled this land, Rumor would surely go mad. Not that she was already. Speaking to herself, these odd random pains. It was all a mystery. And Rumor wanted it solved.

The cackled of a vulture sounded above her. Rumor lifted her dial from the prune ground. Her shadowed mirrors followed the flying figure, as it circled around her. Its wings flapping as if it where in slow motion. She got up on her fatigue pillars. There thick mass trembled as she lifted her head to the, still circling, vulture. The vulture was closer now. The golden gleam of his malicious eye, could be seen beneath his bushy brow. A light breeze blew her long forelock over Rumors pools, obscuring them from view. Her velvet kisser moved as she curses at the bird. Her piercing vocals reaching the skies.

I am not dead you animal!

Her vocals screamed at the bird. There high sound reaching the birds ears, causing him to fly away.

Rumor gritted her teeth in agony, as a sharp pain dug into her side. Her ribcage heaved as she took a jagged breath. Small rocks tumbled to the ocean below as her frame was slammed against the opposing wall. Its rocky surface crumbled beneath her huge weight. Dust formed in the air, and dance around the doves bodice. the dust dance on her muzzle and around her orbs, blinding her, if only for a few moments. Her frazzled mane clung to the rocky wall, as her slipping hooves strained for a grip on the smooth, yet rocky path.


beads of sweat formed around Rumors petite mask. The pain in her side was growing, its decimating fingers grinding their way deeper into her gut. White showed large in the vixens optics, as she looked at her side, to see a dark spot on her, already dark, pelt. As if she were bleeding. But no blood was present. The raven hued boa bends itself to the ground in agony. The rest of her burly bulk follows. She twist as she falls to the hard terra floor. Her monstrous hooves come to the rocky cliffs edge. The pain begins to fade, and the femmora relaxes a bit. Her breath is jagged and slow as she recovers from her pains.

A wet drop falls from the heavens. Rumors flinches at the cold gust that takes the pains place. More drops fall, and soon it is pouring. The rain feels good. The heat mustered up from the burning pain earlier, is now gone, replaced by a cold damp pelt. She sighs. Her orbs close as she lays there vulnerable, but uncaring.


A clap of thunder and lightning illuminates the sky. In the flash, it highlights Rumors bod. Almost unmoving, she lies there. Tired and weak.her pelt shiny and smooth from the rain that soaks it. The pains are getting worse. More painful, and strong. She needed to find the solution. Find it before the pain..killed her.

OOC//:THis poem inspired me for part of this post.

Small vibrations could be felt through the earth's crust. Another was approaching. The stong smell of rain and wet pelt filled the air, as the femmora widdened her nars. Hoping to catch the scent of the newcomer. Stallion. Rumor snorted. A small vapor of mist rose in the air, only to be punchered by the oncoming rain. Rumor didn't really like stallions, though she could tolorate them. The darks ones anyway. Black lobes pricked forward at the sound of vocals. Their harsh corus rung in her ears as she consentrated on the words spoken. With al the rain and thunder it was harder to hear than normal, even with the stag so close. Rumor moved her pupils to get a look at the stallion with out him noticing. The stallion was two toned. Quite handsome acually, but it was to dark to really tell.Rumor groaned as she hauled herself to her feet.
THe left side of her pelt was plasered in mud. Almost invisible under the dark, stormy sky. Blak colored stands stucjk to her form as she turned to face the stag. her long flowing banner clung to her rump like bony old hands. They grasped whatever part of her that they could. The vixen's smooth forlock hung over her orbs. Their black mass hidding them from veiw. Rumor turened to face where she guessed the stallion stood and begun to talk. he femanin vocals ringing high into the stormy sky.

I am not in anyones way.

Her chorus was imformative and not rude at all. Her kisers closed as she finished her words. Drops of rain littered her coal velvets. Her onxy pools looked to the stallion.

I was just leaving anway.

Ruor snorted. Her giant nars flared as she spoke her chorus. These words stung the air.


OOC://Gah No muse sorry