Love's land

Love stood on the cliff in a proud stance. He looked over his land, the one place where he could just relax. All was silent as he stood there, tall and proud. But, he was lonely, and it showed. He flicked his tail back and forth rhythmical as he stood, the relaxing sound of the waves crashing into the cliff calming him. The sound of birds singing and flying over head. When a large gust of cold wind came, his mane and tail blew to the side with the wind. He looked majestic and just a spirit looking over the lands, that if you touched would disappear.

[See rp horses for her picture...]
Mera stood still around the edge of a sloped/lower side of the cliff.Her long ,waved, cascading mane blew gently onto her broad neck.Her odd coloured tail barley touched the emrald grass below her creamy colored hooves. Her light feahers shifted in all directions of the calm breeze. Her velvet coat glowed, and reflected the sun's warm rays. She opened her nostrils wide, breating in the mist and smell of the salty water. She sighed deeply, then looked around, light blue orbs scanning the area. She spotted a stallion from afar, ad shook her head, knowing he woulden't probably go for a mare like herself.

Love maneuvered himself so that he was standing on a lower cliff. He looked over at the mare, eyes curious, anxious, wary, but kind and friendly. He said nothing, just lowered his head to show he meant no harm. But, he had no problem with running any mare or stallion off of his land if he needed to. He was never one to back out of a challenge, and if this mare did anything he would be ready. He took a step towards her, raising his head high into the air, and whinnied to her.

Mera slowly perked her light pink colored ears, and raised her head from being low to the ground. She tossed her forelock, so she could see clearly. Blue orbs looking at the Stallion. She reached the back of her vocal cords, and pulled out a low, yet soft nicker in reply. She then lowered her head, in respond of him being protective of the land.

Love nickered softly and lowered into a bow. "Welcome." he said, his voice low, calm, and soothing. He slowly turned and walked to a patch of grass beside the cliff. He lowered his head and grazed.

Mera raised her crane slowly, looking at the stallion. Shifting her weight inching closer to the stallion, wandering up the slope, dark snowy hoof prints left on the icey ground.She let the wind cascade her mane in any direction, waving it in the shine of the sun.She reached the stallion and slowed beside him. Head lowered to his level. ''Beautiful Land'' she said quietly.

"It's even more beautiful with you here." Love cooed. He looked over at her, his eyes scanning over her. Perfection. He raised his head, shaking away the wet snow and looked out at the freezing ocean.

Mera flushed a different color, un-noticable from her forelock covering her face. She smiled slightly and raised her head along with him, looking in the other direction, watching the frost freeze every blade of grass, and every tree in sight. She looked at her hooves, lifting, then dropping them.''Thank you, My name is Merena, or just Mera,'' ''it's a pleasure to meet the owner of here'' she said, and tossed her forelock from her eyes.

"I am A Different Type Of Love, or just Love." he nodded once, a slow movement. "It looks more.....unique in winter." he said to her, looking over his land. He walked to a small but bare willow tree, standing under it. The bare branches reached down, trying to touch the top layer of snow. They draped over Love, still on their path to the snow.

Mera thought this stallion was handsome. She slid onto her back into the snow, and rolled for a moment.Snow sticking to her fluffed out winter coat. She smiled and nudged it away. She looked at the willow tree, then pawed the snow with her creamy hooves, taking away the snow to find frozen grass. SHe lowered her muzzle to it,Nudging the rest of the snow slowly, Then crunching the frozen grass. She laughed as her toung started to become cold. She let out a soft snort, watching the steam from her nose rise intot he air.

The rhythmic air blowing from Love's nostrils, skull raising into the still air as the breeze blew in from the ocean, orbs staring out over the endless water. His mind drifted towards the mare, the only word coming to his mind, beautiful. Velvets parting to let out a nicker to her.