The meadow was quiet. Everything perfect and in place. The snow gathered in neat piles around every tree trunk and hill. It was strickingly beautiful that evening. A little after noon it was, the sun was still high in the air shinning down brilliantly upon the world. A small breeze occupied the nice winter weather. The little animals near by enjoyed the rare warmth of the winter season. The only sounds were the soft breeze and a few squirrals qurraling over food for the long winter months. The two squrrials dropped their supply and looked up, something had startled them. It got quiet for a few moments as the animals tuned their keen hearing to find out if the cause of the noise was dangerous to them or not. Within the next three seconds an equine burshed out of the underbrush. . . .


"Danity!" A young chestnut female lept gracefully out of behind the bushes. The birds watced in wonder. The young mare rolled her eyes and looked around for her sibling. Geesh. She's got to be the reason why daddy left us... the mare thought to herself as she walked over to a tree. It was a very thick and beautiful looking tree. The mare sighed and rested her head upon it. Shaking her head slightly. Discouragment filled her. Her sister was insaine. There was no teaching her anything! Savaine, as her name was, thought herself to be wise and intellegant. Smart and quiet. Her sister was untamable. Sarcastic. Rude and Crazy. Everything she wasn't. When was she to learn? Savaine sighed heavily. "Danity.." she whispered to herself. From behind the large tree a darker chestnut's maw twisted into a smirk and she curved her head around the tree, looking at her sister. "Yess.." she answered. Her sisters head shot up, her mouth gaped open in fear. She stumbled backwards. Danity's eyes flashed with humor. Her grin grew larger. "DANITY! Don't you ever!" Savaine hissed at her sister. Her lobes pinned down flat to her skull. Ughh! I want to kill her! Savaine hissed to herself. Danity pranced out from behind the tree. Grinning ear to ear. "What? Did i scare you? Danity asked, a mock look of conciern was plastered on her pretty facade. Savaine snorted and turned around from her sister. Wait? What was that sound. Danity looked up..her smile faded away..

Danity watched as the brujo appeared. How foolish she was. She didnt even pick up his scent. She looked at her sister whom was just inches away from the stallion. A look of fright and shock played with her features. Danity didn't speak. She didn't know what do do. Was he planning on hurting Savaine? She chewed lightly on her bottem kisser. A habit she had developed a while back. The stallion's deep smooth vocals silenced the meadow once more. He seemed very untrustable. His sarcasium made her smile in a flirtatious manner. Yes, she could manage getting them out of this mess. Just watch. Her mind planned out her moves and words for this event. She needed her slyness to kick in so that she could get her sister away from the brute, yet still enjoy the company of the opposite sex. It had been a while sence she had seen a handsome stallion. Danity's soft blue portals softened up. Giving her the attractive look that she had been looking for. She released her bottom lip from her ivories and took a few paces forward. Trying to be graceful. Something she'd never be. She glided close to her. The only think keeping her and the stranger apart was her own dear sister. The reason for thease acts she was putting on. Savaine looked over her shoulder at her sister. Her kissers forming the words 'stop' but no sound came out. Savaine was terriably afraid of stallions, and this one had already freaked her out. His question about her being scared echoed in her mind. Ah, yes, she needed to be polite no matter the surcimstance. "To be truthful, she got me. Only a little though," Savaine forced a fake smile to appear on her pretty facade. Danity sighed and rolled her eyes. How was it her sister was always polite no matter what? The world could be gripped by hell's fury and she'd be telling the demons themselves 'Good Day,' as they took her back to be slaughtered. Savaine took a few steps away from the brujo untill she felt comfortable. A nice smile crossing over her maw. The stallion had sarcasticly asked for their callings. Savaine parted her maw to answer, but obviously her sister had other plans. Danity stood tall her soft portals hardend up slightly and she fetched the words to throw back into his face. "I don't think you've earned that right as of now," Danity whispered in a sarcastic/flirtatious voice. She glided past the stallion, barley touching his warm pelt. Savaine's jaw dropped open. Danity was going to get herself killed! She couldn't become pregnant seeing as neither of them had reached their maturity, but obviouslly Danity wanted to have a taste of it before she could actually cary young. Savaine was disgusted. What a shame. Mother would have been quite displeased at her actions!

Savaine watched as her sister walked to the stallions othe side. Oh lord what was she going to do? Savaine rolled her eyes. Danity was no slut. That was for sure, but she sure could act like it. She probably had that stallion fooled. Savaine looked at the stallion before her, trying to find a way to excuse her sister's wild behavior. She couldn't really call it out of the ordinary. Once Danity had flirted with a young colt Savaine had been interested in. The colt had fallen head over hooves for Danity insted of the Savaine. Danity had unknowingly stolen many of her lovers. Or 'boyfriends'. This time Savaine had no intrest in the brute before her, he was much older. This didn't seem to hold Danity back. Not at all. Danity let her tassless flow over the musculine's back. She didn't want him to..do 'it' with her. She just wanted to have some fun. She how crazy she could get this boy to get for her. Take him for a test drive. She could see her sister's shocked glance from the sidelines. Ah, she had better stop it before her new reptuation was Dustari's New Whore. Her playfulness ended and she whent over to stand with her sister. Her sister eyed her thankfully. A look of sterness still swam in her eyes. She was worried. Danity could tell. Danity's mouth parted, but Savaine rammed her side into her and opened her own mouth. "Geesh! Danity grumbled. Savaine ignored her and continuted to speak to the stallion "So what brings you out on this..glorious day, sir?" she asked. A plesant smile crossed over her facaded, the one her mother taut her to use infront of others. She had taught the same thing to Danity, but like with everything eles Danity had ignored it. Compleatly. She used sarcasim and slyness to talk her way through everything. Even with their own mother. Danity snorted. "What? Cat got your tounge.." She taunted. That famous michevious smile formed over her facade. Savaine rolled her eyes then they both awaited the stallion's responce.

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WORDS: 896
CHARACTERs: SAVAINE .&&. DANITY
WORD KEY: DANITY SPEAKING &&. SAVAINE SPEAKING
INSPIRATION: "I want you to want me" - for Danity. .&&. Elizabeth Swann for Savaine. [lol]

The male's words stung Danity's ears. Her muscules tenced briefly. Her limb lifted off of the ground and then pummeted back to earth, a small dust cloud formed underneath her dagger. She pictured the stallion smaller. The size of an insect underneath her hoof. There was something about this stallion that she didn't like. Perhaps he was too good at her game? She didn't want anymore players added to her game. It was hers. And seeing as of now she was falling into second. This new stallion square ahead of her. Only one square. Danity's anger fumed inside her. Perhaps she got angered too easily? Aye, this was the case. She blew air out of her nares, causing a large strand of hair that had been laying across her for-head fly up in the air. Her muscuels tenced. Her maw flung open to let out a stinging reply. "Well it's bet-.." Danity was cut off when teeth gripped her tressess and pulled hard. Extreamly hard. Danity released a loud sharp cry before slamming her jaws shut. Her lobes pinned down at to her skull. She looked at the cause of her attack. Savaine. A look of anger mixed with humor was painted on her facade. Her left eyebrow was raised higher then the other. Giving her that 'What are you going to do about it, I'm older.' look. Savaine was obviouslly done with Danity's non-controllable mouth. Danity cursed underneath her breath, but the words were un-audiable to Savaine, who had decided to take thease matters into her own hooves. "Please excuse my sister, she can't seem to figure out how to shut her mouth," Savaine shot a sharp glare at Danity. Warning that if she said another word that she was going to knock some sence into her thick skull. She turned her cranium back to the stallion infront of her. A pleased look on her face. She was mainly pleased with herself. Being able to shut Danity up was a big accomplishment. For anybody. The stallions next words sent an invisiable shiver down her spine. Uh-o. "Well then, Sir, I'm Savaine...and this is my sister-" "I'm more then capable of introducing myself." Danity interupted. Shooting Savaine a hateful glare. Her independance kicking in with a strong burst. Savaine couldn't put her in line! She may the the eldest but I'm Defiantly the strongest, Danity thought to herself. She stayed where she was. Standing her ground. Her dial held high in a dominant way. "I am Danity," She spoke with pride. Savaine rolled her eyes. Did she always have to be like this? Savaine parted her maw to speak again, but Danity rudly cut he off. Once more. Savaine's lobs found their way back to her cranium. Her ivoires clenched. Danity saw this. She half smiled and chuckled before speaking. "Okay, you know who we are, so who are you?" She spat. Quite rude in Savaine's eyes. Danity shouldered past her sister, bumping her roughly. Savaine, being so small and delicet stumbled sideways. Loosing her balance and fell onto the earth. She let out a small 'oof' as she hit the hard dirt floor. Danity looked over at her sister. "Oops! Did I do that? I'm sorry.." A look of mock concern passed over her facade. She stuck her bottem lip out and moved her audits out to the side, making her look like a new-born. Savaine looked up. Lifting her head slowly. Embarresment filling her more then the pain did. Pain. Ouch. She looked at her shoulder. A little stream of blood oozed out of a rather large cut. She pushed herself onto her side. A sharp rock lay next to her. A little speck of crimison liquid gleamed on it. Savaine looked up at her sister. An evil smirk was planted on her facade. A look Savaine had never seen on her sister before.

At the touch of the baron's ivories Danity bared her own. A firece look was in her eyes. She felt her skin tear. The thick crimison liquid formed slowly at the cut and then dribbled down. The mare let out a cry of utter shock. Her nares expaneded as carbon shot out of them like minature cannon balls. The small flakes of snow drifted from the sky and onto the maidens. The stallions words made Danity's kissers curve up into a dangerous sneer. She chuckled lightly, looking down at her sister whom stayed put. Finally she knows her place Danity thought to herself. She turned her full attention back onto the so called Candyman. She walked closer to him untill she was almost chest to chest with him. Her eyes glinted in a strange way that scared Savaine. Her father had the same look before he had left Mother. She remembered it well. "Ah, Yes, and i do believe the little act you pulled before was a little unintelligent," Danity hissed her lobes folded agenst her skull. A new type of anger filled her. Yet another equine falling for her sister. Giving her pitty. Making her believe that she was some princess. They should have seen her when she was younger. They would have changed their minds. They'll see. They'll all see. Danity fought the erge to take a bite out of Candyman. To see if his blood was as sweet as his name. She couldn't now. Now was not the time.

Danity looked back at Savaine who had stayed rather quiet through out this whole thing. Was she scared? Scared that her younger sister might attempt to kill her? She should be, and so should her little suger-daddy. They should all be frightend, 'cause all she needed to do was find someone as ambitious and hateful as herself. One that would love to kill just because it was fun. A demon. Ah yes, one of thoes equines that called themselves 'Demons' thoes who secretly more terrified of the normality then the normal population was of them. She dispised them, yet at this very moment she needed them. She smirked. Letting loose a little snort before she lifted her limb and threw it back down to earth dangerously close to Savaine's front limb. Savaine, naturally, jumped back in surprise. Savaine let out a surprised gasp and looked up at her sister. "Why?" she asked. Savaine's tones rather gruff for her. She got up to her limbs. Ignoring Candyman's words. She could stand, but it hurt. She breathed hard with the effort it took untill she was on her shaky legs. Looking at her sister with confusion and fear in her large green eyes. Danity didn't answer. Insted she spat on her sister's face and turned around sweeping her tail past Candyman's face and kicking dirt up in Savaine's. The sound of Savaine's cough made Danity want to squeal in delight. Next stop. The forest. She needed some fun..and a mate.

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Savaine coughed, trying to clear the dust from her throat. She looked at Candyman. Little tears forming in her eyes. What had happened to her dear sister? She looked down at the ground. Ashamed. What had she done this time for Danity to act like that? Was it her? Or was Danity just choosing a diffrent path for herself. She sighed and looked at her split open leg. The cut throbbed. She held back a sob and looked up at Candyman. Her big green eyes scared. Very scared. Danity had always been somewhat 'evil' she almost drounded a colt for killing her butterfly. The colt's mother had discovered what was going on just in time. The colt had never been right ever sence. A shame too, he was a respectiable equine. Even at a young age. "My apologies, Candyman, for my sister's actions," she half whispered. Not knowing what eles to say. What was she going to do? A little tear ran down her face and she turned away not wanting to show it. She never liked to express her emotions to anyone. It bothered her. The reason why she let Danity get away with the stuff she did. "Do you know of somwhere safe? A hiding spot?" she asked. Taking a deep breath before continuing. "I fear that whatever has upset Danity has gone way too far. Father killed mother with the same attitude and look in his eyes. It scared me, Candyman, it really did." she was telling this to a complete stranger, but she didn't care .She just needed to leave. Now.