Lets Play A Game [ Natalia ]

[Tea]

Winter wasn’t exactly Novak’s favorite season, it was cold and harsh – weeded out the weak, which was all good, but Novak didn’t care for being plush. He preferred his sleek, glossy summer coat. His heaving sides pushed out a sigh, damn how he missed being gorgeous. He blamed his lack of glamour for his seeming inability to pick up mares. In fact he was beginning to get to the point where force claiming felt like his only option. It wasn’t necessarily something out of character, so he should’ve been all for it, but at the same time it felt wrong, like he was cheating at his own game. His shaggy head hung a little lower than usual as he scoped out the surrounding area, though still managed to portray his proud character. Novak was the sheer embodiment of tall, dark, and brooding in that moment.

Let’s see, nope no mares over there… A few shaggy old nags over there… and nothing of interest there. His muzzle twisted into a disappointed frown. Were the pickings really that slim at this time of year? It wasn’t fair… Novak wanted, no needed female companions, his luxurious little play things. His bottom lip jutted out in a slight pout. That was that, Novak was going to have to start force claiming something fierce or his addiction would never be satisfied. A shift in the icy wind cast his forelock into his eyes, just what he needed – not. Reflexively his head tossed to correct the misalignment of his tangled mane, but to no avail, the wind was insistent on being a nuisance. Turning into it he breathed deeply, and much to his surprise found himself greeted by the scent of a promising stranger. Nostrils flared to greedily suck in the tempting pheromones. Ah yes, she smelled downright delicious, he shivered, both from the cold and excitement for another chance. Now if only she looks as good as she smells… Flicking his tail as if to whip himself on Novak kicked his legs into a steady canter.

His eyes squinted against the cold blast of wind in his face, but still managed to pick out the black temptress as she roamed about the freelands. He slowed his pace as he neared her, eventually coming to a casual walk as he reached her side. ”Evening.” He nodded slightly, but continued to look ahead. He had looked her over in the time it had taken him to get to her and she was by all means acceptable. A lean, clean cut black rabicano, just what he needed to add contrast amongst his collection. He continued to walk alongside her, as if it was perfectly acceptable to simply join another in a casual stroll through the freelands. Well, it was wasn’t it? Even if he intended to bring her back to Tjos, whether she liked it or not, there was no harm in being nonchalant for the time being.

OOC: meh starts suck xD, but yay for new header :'D

[Thoxic]

N A T A L I A

The wind had been bothering her for quite some time, and even though it didn't seem to be stopping any time soon, it had been lesser for the past couple of minutes, and she hoped it would stay that way. Her coat wasn't at it's prettiest now when it was winter, but it worked pretty well against the chill, but since she was so light built, the cold got to her sometimes anyways, so she was shivering every now and then, and she just longed for a cave or the protection of a forest or something, just anything to keep her out from winds harm.
She shook her long black made to try and put it on the other side of her neck, so she could warm that side for a bit, but it ended up splitting and laying all over her neck as the air struck against her in hard breaths, like the breath of some frost giant, if there ever would have been one.

Her little adventure of finding stallions, and maybe one or two mares, to flirt and hang out with, had been a lot harder since the winter had put it's blanket down on the world. It seemed like everybody just took shelter and disappeared from the world. Maybe she should snuggle up with somebody until the winter was past? That would sure make this whole freezing thing alot easier, because as it was right now, when she was freezing, she could do nothing about other than try to find stuff to eat, and that wasn't easy all the time.
She had serious thoughts of joining a herd for the winter, and then get back out to her adventure once the snow had melted and the wind warm again. It was at least worth thinking of, she nodded for herself.
She shuddered again, hoping that she would find shelter soon, and she actually thought that she remembered that there was a couple of small tree areas up ahead with spruce, so maybe she could find a bit of shelter there.

For a moment, she had almost thought that she had imagined a bi-colored stallion closing in to her, but a few seconds later, he actually walked up to her, and he was not imagination.
As he was bi-colored stallion, white and a dark bay it seemed, her coat also had two colors, but in a whole different way. She was a jet black, a black so dark it had a blue tint to it, with white markings at her head and feet. Her flanks were white too, and it looked like stars had been painted on her at those areas, around the white, and those rabicano flanks also left her her tail striped in white. If many thought her plain, they would just wait to see her at summer, with all that black, blue tinted coat that sheen. Then she looked her best. Now..? Now she looked not much more special than any other mare with a fluffy winter coat.
For a moment, while eying him up and down while she continued walking, she had forgot to even greet to him, so when he did, she looked at him, black eyes looking at his black and blue.
"Evening."
Her voice was mature and sensual, and teasing in a way few mares could do with their voice only, and she had a bit of an accent that was a bit hard to place. It wasn't strong, as if she had been born outside the country, it was rather like she had gotten a bit of an accent from her parents, and yes it was noticeable, but vague.


occ: I hate the first posts with new characters >.> Sorry if this is crappy