Ever so silent..

[.::Sha-bade::.]

From the wood came a shadow, her movements unfathomable. Powerful limbs propelling her across this strange terrain, yet nothing caught her attention. So silent she was, canvas seemingly flying 'pon an angels wings. A true heiress to the sky she was.

Over a ditch Sha-Bade jumped, hooves digging into the earth as she landed. Quickly she halted, royal crown to the sky. Nickering softly, she nuzzled the soil, sniffing at its surface. Many a creature had been here, though none interested her. The mare raised her dial, surveying the land. How strange it was, indeed...

[>>|Comanche|<<]

Ghastly and silent trot brought form down upon the ground. The crash of the waves rattled him, being but feet away from the edge of a sheer cliff. Many would ask him how he got there, although he would be gone by the time they finished the sentence. Tossing his head, ebony tassels blew in the winter wind, and the snow was pounded beneath his feet as he took off at frightening speed. Over a ditch he sailed, right into the path of a painted mare. Quite disappointed to find anybody around here, where he was supposed to be having a cool day to himself, the bay stag flicked his tail annoyedly as he halted.

"And you are?"

It was a gruff voice, and you could tell he was not used to talking to other horses. He mostly spent time to himself, wandering the lands.

[.::Sha-bade::.]

Flaming orbs turned toward the stranger, burrowing into his. Turning directly toward him, she stood her elegant height, whipping her long tail.

"I am Sha-Bade,"

The mare replied, in a bell-like voice. A winter breeze shifted through, bringing an even darker feeling to the atmosphere. So still she stood, like a statue, white tassels blowing vibrantly.

[>>|Comanche|<<]

"Ahhh, I know your mother."

He smiled mysteriously, eyes glinting.

"Tell me, is she well?"

(Blah, sucky post.)

[.::Sha-bade::.]

Sha-Bade shifted weight upon her heels. There was something suspicous about this stallion..

"Yes, she is well as far as I know,"

The mare replied, taking a step closer.
"Tell me, do you have ownership of land?" Her mere mixed feelings at the moment overuled others, a different side began to reveal itself.

[>>|Comanche|<<]

"No, no."

The shapeshifter replied.

"You see, I have no alliance."

His carefree smile suddenly had a smirky feature to it.

(No muse.)

[.::Sha-bade::.]

[me either..]
"I see," Sha-Bade said softly.

"What brings you here?" She asked, attempting at a conversation. Though she couldn't figure out why..The mare lifted her crown, orbs surveying the stallion.

[>>|Comanche|<<]

"I don't know. What do you think?"


All traces of innocence had now disappeared from his partly forelock-hidden face.

[.::Sha-bade::.]

A snort escaped Sha-Bade's nostrils, and she took a few steps back.

"I-I don't know.."

Sha answered, very cautious of his prescence.

[>>|Comanche|<<]

As the mare retreated slightly, he took a few steps forward. While he wasn't usually like this, he was in need of some excitement in such boring days. Smiling a wide smirk, his coat seemed to change color. Bay, chestnut, grey, white, black, then bay again.

"Oh, you haven't heard?"

It wasn't a question, more of a long, rambling attempt at a carefree presence.

[.::Sha-bade::.]

"Shapeshifter," The mare said, though it was barely audible. It was the only explanation that had come to her mind for his coat to change in such a manner.

Sha-Bade stood her ground, determined she wouldn't let this...creature frighten her. She lashed her tail repeatedly, shifting her weight again. She tossed her crown, shifting her forelock from her eyes, not wanting to let him out of her sight..

[>>|Comanche|<<]

Yet, it was going to be hard, for everyone knew how elusive a shapeshifter was. Especially one as experienced as he. Just as suddenly as he had touched down on the edge of the tumbling cliffs, he seemed to be gone. Such a place provided him easily, for birds flew everywhere, and the occasional wolf or porcupine came and went. One brownish red hawk high in the clouds watched her, then suddenly it was the black wolf hunting in the brush, then the bluebird tending to a nest. Antigo seemed to be everywhere. And his voice came in an eerie tone from just that. Everywhere.

"Yes. Shapeshifter."

(LMAO, Shapeshifters are fun. XD)

[.::Sha-bade::.]

[So it seems, lol]

Sha-Bade took steps back, though backing away would do know good as he seemed to be everywhere. Instinct told her to run from this what might be danger..though she did not. It was a bit too confusing to be frightened, and she felt more annoyed that anything else.

"Who are you?"

Sha-Bade asked, directing her stern voice to no specific place.

[>>|Comanche|<<]

"I don't know. I could be anyone."

Came his voice again.

(No muse, again.)

[.::Sha-bade::.]

Sha-Bade shivered at the thought.

"You have no specific name?"

She asked, flickering her auds in every direction for any speck of sound. Better to be alert than lazy in a strange situation such as this. She began to wish he would return to the way he was at first..