[x]All[x]Darks[x]

[♣Tego]

I stand on top of my plateau on a glooming day. A shriek is released through my kissers. I am calling all the darks. Neutrals too if they want. I stand tall. My queen will be the only other equine to stand on the plateau. My son stands below, he stands tall. I shake my apex and announce

Darks and Neutrals alike, come quick!

I glance around the lands as they begin to come, I have an idea, and I am going to be sharing it.

[morgra]

Morgra stands within the brush on the edge of the plateau, watching her lordship and her princeling. Where was her highness the queen? Ah, but she would come, Morgra knows it so. She would be the next to arrive, at least the next one worth acknowledging. Morgra’s eyes are as black as ever, but the nightlife casts into them a red glow, like fire. There is a fire somewhere in the land; harpy tilts her skull half an inch in the fire’s direction. The normal beasts could not see it from this distance, but Morgra is not normal, she is a fate, an advisor to the royals, with a unique touch. She can see things, elsewhere in the lands. T’is the reason for her ebon pools.

She appears as if out of the air at the base of the plateau, beside the onyx heir. Her maw is spread in a maniacal grin, her eyes covered completely over with her fetlock. She watches him, tilting her crown to peer up at Tego. All the while she says nothing, only flicks her auds at King Tego’s damands, and waits for the scum to arrive. She sighs and tells the starry sky how boring this all is, when would good things happen, bloody things, fiery things. She says nothing to the king, he speaks first, always. But youngling doesn’t.

Name?

ooc; Slay shalt be fashionably late. ^^

[Tomahawk]

Flints pound and rip the loam, a snort tearing from her velveteen kissers. A hark turned upward to hear the call of her king, calling for her, and the rest. She tossed her dial back, ebon tresses swinging around her in a large corona, she let loose her wicked song, an answering tune to the king's. And one to let all those little whelps know who was arriving next. Her muscle braided pistons were a ravven blur beneath her golden bodice, finely sculpted dial was held inward towards her chassis, her chin bumping the sleek surface. A light lather began to cover the sun bled fatale as she escaladed up the sloping plateu. Her vibrant cinnamon occult pierced through the dust that covered the land, her hide blending with with the surface of the rocks. She kept her eyes connected with the ahsen stag, Tego. She would have to get to know him soon, for these little meetings being a stranger to one she would rule beside was quite awkward.

Harks pin in anger, stapling down to her poll, voids narrow as she leapt past a small pile of rubble, blocking out the dust that she was kicking up. Her dial remained level with her withers, easier to protect her eyes and nose from the slight rain and clouds of dust that were encasing the slopes of the plateu. A short whicker brushed past her lips as she felt her flints clammor down on flat ground. A short grunt of satisfaction was released as she took a few long liquid strides toward the moon bled czar. She gave him a slight nip on his withers before her gaze was cast out upon the others.

The chestnut was their fate, an advisor of decisions and plans. She wasn't quite sure who the ebon one was, only that she had bashed him when she galloped past to attack the painted mare. Her dial was c.ocked slightly in near curiosity, her low vocals rumbling out to inquire on the unknown stag.

Who is that stag down there?

Her banner ripped through the litho to pound her hide like a whip. Tomahawk held her dial high, thick forelock dipping down into her vision, darkening it with a veil.

[♣Tego]

There is a smirk on my maw as they begin to enter. I glance towards my queen.

He is my son... I didn't ask him to come here.

My harks swivel as the equines begin to arrive. I yell over their babbling

I have been waiting for this moment, for so long. I have been planning an attack, for so long on these "lights"

I shake my crania and glance at my kingdom, baring my teeth at my son

[♠Elitation♠]

<sub>'Is blades carried 'im from afar. 'Is auds caught the words of what Tego spoke of. A trimpumh neigh 'e let loose. 'Is haunches throwing 'im into the air. 'E watched around 'im as the other equines got just excited.

'E came down, and stood solem once again as the others chattered, reared, and yelled from behind. 'Is blades stood 'im square, 'is dial held high, he was quite tall, well taller then the other horses here. 'Is orbs watching Tego then shifted to the mare beside 'im. This is the fae that was new to our group. 'e thought.

" 'Ello Fae."

'E spoke to 'er. 'Is orbs shifted back to Tego and Tomahawk. An aud spun towards 'er as 'e waited for a reply.</sub>

[Tomahawk]

Her dial tilted as he spoke. He had a son? Interesting, quite a past he must have had. He came upon his own will, more interesting. Her vocals pierced the brief silence, a slight smirk placed on her lips.

What do you intend to do with him?

A whicker passed through her lips as his next lyrics boomed over the din of the rest. She pinned her harks and absorbed what he said, her own answer arriving.

Yes, how do you intend we attack Tego?

[♠Elitation♠]

<sub>Tego has a son I thought to myself. Of course I was eveaves dropping, but they said it loud enough for my auds to catch. I threw my dial and let out a snort. My blade thrashing in the still air.

I pull my blade back underneath me. I stood awaiting for Tego to speak. Of course this is the plan we talked about. I thought to my-self. I lower my dial and lip the sod. I soo erect my head back up and wait.</sub>

[♣Tego]

My harks flicker to my lady's first lyrics...what do i intend to do with the little brat, I have no idea, he only arrived last night during the small battle.

I'm ignoring him

Is all I hiss. I knew it was childish and imature, but it was the only way for me to not kill that little b*stard. I snide smirk dances on my kissers as she asks another question..

Tonight, we will wait, until king and queen have dozed off, we will take the queen hostage, we may not have enough..but we are much stronger. Tomahawk, your job, along with Morgra, and maybe Venom, is to grab the queen, Scheme and I will finish off the king

I see Scheme standing in front, I can tell he is hearing what we are saying.

[♠Elitation♠]

<sub>I nodded my dial. My orbs glancing at the maroon fae once again. I then look up at Tego, my loud voice boomed.

"What about the neutrals? Elitation, is strong and that fae of his has guts. I think we should invite them to come along and help."

I knew this was risky, yet the other horses quited down and thought about it. I held my dial high above the other horses, my onyx coat sticking out except for the colt. My auds await the reply from Tego.</sub>

[♣Tego]

<sub>My orbs narrow toward him

There are only two of them...

I hiss, rage building inside me

We don't need those two

I glance at Tomahawk, hoping she will agree with me. I glance down at my fate and bark at her

What do you think Morgra? You are the fate</sub>

[♠Elitation♠]

<sub>I nodded.

"Well there is only four of us. That ill-breeding thing won't be any help."

I throw my dial, my auds grasping to my dial.

"If we add them there could be six of us. You, Elitation, and I get the King, and Tomahawk, Morga and Elitaion's Queen get the Queen."

So Morga was her name. I thought to my-self. I soon shook my dial and looked back to Tego.</sub>

[♣Tego]

My harks pinned as he talked back to me

Do not talk back to me Scheme

I snarl at the mouthy stag, I bared my ivrons

I will easily banish you from all my dark domains

I hiss, glaring at him. I paw at the rock with a jagged talon

[♠Elitation♠]

_{I snap my ivories at him. Throwing a blade in protest. My harks grabb onto my dial as I throw it in the air. My kissers part, but my vocals won't allow me to speak. So I close my velvets, and stand there wondering if Morga will reply to me.}

[Tomahawk]

Tomahawk ponders for a moment, flicking her auds in a curious nature. She would be with the son and Morgra to get the light queen. It sounded good to her, but Scheme also put in a good idea of his own, Tego seemed to disagree. She had to respect the king's decision. Perhaps another time they would go on a raid with the neutrals, that would be entertaining, see how the wench worked under pressure. A low whicker of wicked excitement brushed past her lips as her tainted cream vocals were released.

I like the plan Tego, it will definitely work.

Voids turn to the crimson wench, her hiss ringing out loud.

Morgra, Come here, we must discuss.

[♠Elitation♠]

<sub>I shook my dial. I've fallen for the fate. I thought to my-self. I shook my dial of the thought. I glanced at Morga wondering if she would go.

I threw a blade. I spun on my haunches and circled around. My legs grew restless standing still. I gave a kick as a fae came to close to me. I soon stopped, and threw my dial once again. My orbs hooked onto Tego.</sub>