Honey I walked into the land of wishes, hoping with all my heart that something would be able to be done about Blood Cinnamon. Sure I was a hell horse, but that did not really matter. I cared for anyone regardless of their blood.
That was how i was these day. Not that it mattered to me who someone was, I always tried to be nice to all. The wolves had stayed behind so he could not try and kill my latest stallion. They would not let him be hurt.
Spice, though a yearling now, seemed eager as Ii was to be rid of her father.
Neat, graceful hooves pressed into the wet earth. The winter grounds were starting to melt and a hint of warmth in the air, welcoming the new tones of spring into the world. The white mare paused, both scenting and hearing the mare at the same time. She wasn't alone either, a yearling followed her closely.
She knew the problem already, for she always did. But she stayed hidden for now. She tossed her silken head, knowing she was safe from unwanted eyes. Ghost or not.
I moved through the area that i knew she was somewhere in. Hoping she would come, I knew Spice stayed near me. She never wandered far, not with him around. I did not call, I had heard Celeena was a mind reader so there was need for me to call to her. She would only come if she was able to help us.
I felt the ghostly eyes on me, he had followed, like I had known that he would. Maybe he thought I had left my new stallion? No chance of that ever happening.
She flickered her long tail, the silken curls cascading down before brushing the earth. Her head bobbing in reply to her thoughts. The soft green eyes followed the wondering forms, and noted the ghost of a stallion behind them. "Salutations Honey and Spice," she greeted them, appearing from the mist and paused with a nod to her right. "Walk that way, I wish to speak to..him," she said before pausing "you shall be safe."
She froze in front of the ghost, locking eyes with the tall misty stallions. "Greetings, Blood," she said polietly, baring his path. He would not be able to get past, ghost or norm.
Honey and Spice "Thank you Celeena," Honey said, smiling. The help was definately appreciated at the moment. We were sick of him, and Honey was surprised though she made no comment, except to nod and move in the direction that she had been told to go in, with her daughter behind her. The yearling jumped with scared surprise when Celeena appeared all of a sudden out of the mist and followed after her quickly.
Blood Cinnamon My ears went back as I found the unicorn mare blocking my path. "You seek to stop me from following the one mare I have ever loved?" That was an outrage, but somehow I knew that she would stop me if I tried to go after them. It was not going to be possible for me to do anything about that.
"No," the fae said quietly "you do not love, you haunt." She tossed her silken locks, locking eyes with the taller stallion. "She has moved on, and so must you," she told him. "Let her be, and rest forever from this world as you should be," she said. With that, she turned, trotting off into the distance. He wouldn't be able to find them, Honey, Spice or Ceelena. She had banished him from her lands.
Blood Cinnamon She may have barred me from this land, but I would wait until she returned home. The wolves though were an issue. I would end up killing the horse who had taken her. She would never move on from me, that much i knew. Ignoring the unicorn, I left the land, moving away. I would not strike right away, I knew that much.
Honey and Spice We moved together, just wandering. I felt warmer than I had at the moment, this was a beautiful place. I also knew that there was not a chance that annoying ghost would try and evade Celeena. That would be a bad idea.