New Chapter (Rex)

[Thoxic]

V I D I A

The winter cold had come luring over the lands to chill the hearts of the young and the old. No one was untouched by it's grasp and many would die before the spring would cleanse these lands. The snow that hid the grass was still not thick, she could still see the grass stand up in it's places, frosted and white. This was the place where she had gone to seek refuge for the time being. It was cold to be alone, but even colder around the mountains, were she had been just a week ago. Soon, if it got colder even here, she wouldn't have any choice but to go to the desert or jungle, she needed to do everything she could, to stay alive. It was a basic rule for all animals. Eat. Breed. Survive. It was an emotion that all animals had, three basic rules, but few thought of them too much, and of course, most animals did much more than that also. Emotions played in all too often with animals, but when the nature craved it of them, the three basic rules kicked in. It had done so for her. She was freezing, she was hungry. She had been unlucky these past few months, a wound on her lower lip where a cougar had scratched her, had made her unable to eat much for a couple of weeks. She was a bit think, but healthy, but that little lost body fat made her shudder now, when the temperature started to plumit.
She needed a herd, or someone else, during this winter, to survive, if she didn't want to move to the desert or the jungle. It was a hard decision, a loner as she was, she was used to be alone, fending for her own life. She was a flirter, had always been, but no one had gotten her on their hook yet, but many loved her for her playful and even temperament, teasing and nuzzling others and trying to get them to smile with her soft voice with that odd accent.
Many had said that her heart were as golden as her gold champagne coat. Many thought of her as a palomino, but if you came closer, you saw the metallic sheen in the coat, and the pink skin around her nostrils and the pink and black spots around her hazel-green eyes. Herself, she didn't always agree with them.

She shuddered a bit before she kept going over the frozen meadows, it wasn't that cold, but her winter coat was still on it's way, getting thicker with each day.


(Color ref, until my pic of her is done: www.aztlanfarms.com/images/Peso-head-01.jpg )

[Scarlette]

Carolus Rex

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The Jungle King wasn’t accustom to the chilly weather that the inner mainland territories had to deal with. He was used to his tropical home, one where the temperature hardly varied throughout the year. The appaloosa stallion grimaced as the cold wind bit at his thin coat. He was not equipped to live in the mainlands, but that was never to be his intention. He was merely on an expedition to find more herd members – but it seemed to appear as though he had chosen the wrong time of year to come out of his jungle home. Poor timing was working against him, for he would not be able to handle the cold for very long without running the risk of illness or death, both of which were prospects he did not want to face. He did not frequent the mainland enough for many of the horses that inhabited the many territories of the mainland to know his face. Sure, most had probably heard his name and knew him and his rather relaxed rule over the Jungle, but most probably did not know the face that went with it.

A squawk jarred his attention to the present, his dark eyes locking onto the blue bird he knew since his early years. A sapphire blue and gold macaw, a kind of bird only native to the jungle who, like Rex himself, was not equipped at all for the cold weather. His feathered companion was even less equipped than Rex, and the great birds black and white face expressed his discomfort. Rex could only offer his feathered companion a slight, sheepish smile. While the sorrel appaloosa stallion knew that the macaw had come on his own, he still felt guilty. The blue and gold macaw had been his companion for as long as he could remember; since Inti could barely fly and he could barely keep up with his mother at a stumbling gallop. The bird, no matter how uncomfortable the situation could become, had never left his side since Rex had come across him that long-forgotten day in his jungle home. His blue and gold companion had remained loyal to him, no matter the cost.

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