So, this is it? This is the weaklands, where Grim and Blood would now make home. Grim Reaper, his draft build, and 17.2 ish hands towered over his insane 15 hh sister, as the two walked through the lands, copper eyes glittering curiousily. Rich black, with long tresses of ivory, Grim was already causing a few heads, but it was his sister that most seemed to be attracting the most attention. Which was to be expected of a unique creature such as her. Blood Ties was a beautiful mare, delicate and petite in built. She stood at 15 hhs, her build more arabic then anything else. Her Appaloosa blood spilled out in her looks. White in body, chestnut leopard appaloosa markings glittered in the sun, making them appear red like blood. Thick long locks of black fell over around her shoulders, and tumbled dow to her thighs, a onyx tail matching her mane. And copper orbs stared out unseeingly at the world. She was too preoccupied in her own mind, the beautiful little femme was.

And her brother was her complete opposite, large at about 17 ish hands, his build was obviousily draft, a mix of gypsy vanner and friesian. Long tumbling tresses of white waves fell to his knee caps, and a tail of ivory decorated his hind quarters as he flicked it emotionlessly. His coat was of rich black, darker against the contrasting white of his mane. While his sister housed a red sock on her front right, Grim had a white sock on his back left. While Blood had speckles of red on her forehead, making a blood splatter pattern, like the rest of her coloration, he held a wide blaze upon his forehead.

They were complete opposites from their looks to their natures. Blood was almost insane, loud, bubbly, hyper, and ADD. Grim had constant control over his emotions, appeared void of emotions, was quiet, secluded, and more observant then most. They were opposites indeed, and each other's best friends.

"Brother Grim," Blood's giggling voice threaded out, her eyes laughing at her brother. The soft lyrics soon were in play once again, "Don't you know what it means, now that we are here. Do you brother? Well?" Grim merely raised an eyebrow, his expression speaking for him. Shit, her it comes. Her rambling. I wonder if there will be anyway to stop it before it begins. Seriously... Too late. Blood Ties was once again speaking, her tones coming out in a loud whoosh of air. "Why! It's obvious, silly little brother! We get to play the role of submissive... or so they think captives. Can you believe we became captives this time, because I refused to leave your side. What is with this fight anyways, it'll just be useless spill of blood! Oh! Sweet merciful blood, the beauty that is, was, and shall be. Such gorgeous red colorations, a pretty red picture to paint from your textures. I like blood, I know you know that Grim, but I felt like saying it. Hey Grim! Look! Another stallion. He looks big like you. Drafty. Heehee, Drafty, get it. We should go say hi! Oh! He's kinda pretty brother, look at his chestnut coat! Chestnuts, Sorrels! They are all so pretty! They look like blood, brother! Did you know that! Not as much as I do, but they still seem to appear that way! It is so cool! We need to go say hi!" Blood squealed the last word, and took of at a canter, leaving Grim to attempt and sort out her confusing rambling, before he realized his dear sister was running towards an unfamiliar stallion. Shit. Grim thought before racing after her.

Blood pulled up in front of the stallion, her head tilting to the side, causing her onyx tresses to roll down her facade in a gentle set of loose waves, the only hint to her draft ancestors. How amusing. Wavy locks on an arabian figure. "Hi! My name is Blood Ties, that oaf following me is my Brother, Grim Reaper. What's your name. You are really pretty, did you know that. You look like Blood. I like Blood it is so pretty. Did you know blood both gives and takes life, it's true! It's so cool, Blood is like a superhero!"

"Blood Ties, calm down. You're scaring him." Grim whispered, as he came to stand protectively at his sister's side. The stallion was taking uneasy steps away from the beautiful femme, his eyes confused, before Blood Ties suddenly grinned at him. "WILL YOU BE MY NEW FRIEND!?" She half asked, half screamed. The poor stallion looked so confused, as he glanced questioningly at Grim. Grim merely shrugged, though an amused sparkle in his eyes gave of a hint of emotion. Then Blood suddenly smiled that smile of hers, and Grim sighed. He knew what would come next, as her gaze fell to the stallion's neck where his pulse was jumping. The stallion wasn't going to take her next words to well. He was either going to A) Be disgusted, B) Be confused C) Be angry as hell, or D) Have no idea what to feel. Then her words fell from her mouth. "Wow, you're heart beat is really pretty, nice and loud right now. I bet your blood is just as pretty!" THe stallion's eyes went wide, adn he suddenly let out a frightened wicker, before turning tail and racing off.

Grim smirked, that was a new reaction, but Blood looked confused, chewing her lower lip slightly."I guess he doesn't like compliments?" That really wasn't nice of him. I was just trying to be polite, and he takes of screaming."I mean, I didn't do anything wrong, right Grim?" her brother said nothing as he started to walk again, though he didn't get far before he turned back to look at her.

Blood looked confused, as she glanced down, whispering to herself, "Did I?"

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Blood was more than just a little dejected as she watched the stallion race away from her brother, and she. She always screwed up like this. Said something, did something, and they took off running. It’s like they don’t care. Why can’t they ever see just how special she was? Grim did. Speaking of Grim… She glanced up to see him coming up to her. His head rested loosely upon her back, his muzzle snapping shut on a strip of her onyx hair, tugging it slightly. Blood smiled in response. ”Ya, I know Grim, you’ll always be here.” A slight smile was seen upon Grim’s face before he removed his head and stepped back away from his sister, his head pushing up as he surveyed the air, a protective gleam in his eye.

After all, this was his sister. Blood, naturally, had already bounded off, and was playing in her blood colored sand again, grinning to herself, as she compared the sand to the actual liquid. It was about this time that the large black and ivory stallion glanced up to see a stallion approaching him and his sister. And oddly enough it seemed Grim himself who had the stallions fore most attention at the moment. Grim glanced away from the stallion with an indifferent shrug, to glance back at his sister who was also now looking up and towards the stallion approaching them.

She tilted her head to the side, causing her rich onyx tresses to collapse down the side of her face, as friendly tones broke into the air, via the new comer. Hell there you two, and what brings you out here in the middle with nothing to hide you. As it really is foolish, and not really smart. But what ever it is your life and safety and is not for me to worry about. And I am Marauder and so who do I have the pleasure of meeting here today? Blood was the first too respond, her lyrics were a mixture of bright excitement, and psychotic nature, ”Hello! My name is Blood Ties, in reference to my pretty, blood looking coloration. And this is my brother, Grim Reaper! I made him come here, because of the blood sand! It looks like blood, and is really pretty, though the real thing is prettier! I like blood, it is so awesome, and so sparkly! And it can change hues of color! That is so cool! Grim doesn’t like blood though! He prefers bones and death to blood! I think it’s ironic cause of his name, you know, with the Grim Reaper! And don’t mind Grim, he is always silent. He is the silent, mysterious type! I’m the bubbly, talkative one! Omg! Grim! Look at that cloud, it looks like a bird! Oh! It is a bird I knew that!”

Grim took pity on the stallion, and gently nipped his sister’s flank. The mare turned to glare at her brother, but fell silent, though her eyes still sparkled with insane amusement, as she practically bounced in place. Grim sighed, shaking his head, before turning his copper gaze on to the stallion, his muzzle remained shut, and his façade emotionless, lifeless… soulless.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Grim kept a close eye on both how his sister was behaving, and the new stallion, Marauder response to both her, and himself. He still seemed to have most of the stallion's attentiion, which confused the stallion, but Grim did crack a grin a the soft chuckle from the stallion, You're funny you know that Blood.I have not been so amused in quite sometime. Glad to know you and Grim here, it is a pleasure to know both of you. Grim was quick to nip his his sister, before she could start speaking again. She let out a loud 'humph' as she glared at him, but this time kept her mouth shut, though one could see in the way she seemed to have to bounce in place that the little mare really wanted to talk some more. But Grim let out a soft sigh, as he nudged her softly, But it was now that the stallion was looking directly at him. Grim turned towards the stallion, standing tall, as his copper eyes held no emotion, just standing there, So I got a question for you and you can answer me. What would prevent me from just bashing in your skull and taking her? Huh? As I have no plans for such a thing, but if you continue to go deeper into the Weaklands, Other drafts do have those thoughts though and wouldn't think twice in doing it either. Grim kept looking at the stallion, calm and relaxed, but he flipped his forelock off his forehead, exposing the scar in the center of his forehead, as if to say 'My guardian angels prevented it the first time, and I've learned since then. So Grim I can tell that you are a young buck and so are inexperience. But I can help you and to teach you if you so want it. As I hate to see such a promising brute such as yourself get hurt or killed. As really the north needs as many drafts it can get a hold of. So Grim so you want my help or not as this offer is only for you to decide.

A slight smirk was now resting on Grim's maw as he looked upon the stallion. This baron had brains, that much was obvious, from the way the stallion had spoken, his words meant for Grim, and expressed so only Grim would be able to answer. Slowly the stallion took a step forward, his massive mess of featherings waving with each step, and his large bulk moving closer to the stallion, his copper eyes held nothing that spoke of what his actions where going to be. But as the stallion pulled to a stop, he flipped his mane slightly, his banner twitching, before lyrics as cold as ice, and as emotionless as the creature he was named after entered the air. Their quiet quality were but a mere whisper, yet they shook with a natural power that was harbored into the stallion's body. "Now, lord. It'd be foolish of you to attempt to get me to speak using such sick methods as to mention the threats that could befall my sister in these lands. I am more than able enough to care for her. We have been through much so far, Lord. And as I know how to handle our surroundings, my dear sister is not as innocent as many believe upon first glance. How ever, you are correct to assume myself not quite experienced, I have been on the run since a foal, running from destiny that marked me a sacrifice. The scar upon my forehead, and neck are tellers of that story though, so I'll let them speak it. But, i would gladly accept your respect, upon one condition. As you have seen already, I am very protective of my sister, and no harm should ever befall a creature such as she. Put her under your protection, Lord, and I'll gladly allow myself for the use of the Northerers."

Once his speech was done, He fell silent once again, moving back to his original position, and finally his sister could hold back her words no longer. "My brother is so protective, it's like scary! But so funny too! But I know how to handle myself! My brother might not like to admit it, but like him, I have more than enough power to keep myself safe. Heehee, well kinda. You know, how can you even tell how much power you have! It's like unknown, like how much blood you have. No, that's wrong. you can never have enough blood, because blood is the ultimate, most prized thing! It is so amazing, and so pretty! My brother doesn't think so though, But Grim is just weird like that. Do you, Lord, like blood! I mean, who wouldn't? Well, obviousily, Grim wouldn't, but Grim doesn't count, cause he has his own weird, grotesque, what's the word he uses, fetishes. But I don't have a fetish, I just know how to truly treat blood, cause blood is so awesome that is should be treated well. Oh! Did you know this sand looks like blood, but it doesn't taste like it. I tried, it tastes like regular sand. Shame too! I love the taste of blood! It looks, and tastes so pretty! I scared a stallion because I was talking about blood! It was amusing, he just took off! Running. I don't see why he did though. I didn't do anything wrong, right? I was merely expressing how wonderful blood was, and complimented his! Her brother once more nipped Blood, when she paused for a breath, and the mare turned around to glare at him. I was not done talking, Brother Grim! She snorted, even as she allowed herself to fall silent. "I apologize for my sister, she is not aware of how much she talks, or how off topic she can get." Blood let out another 'humph' as she turned her tail towards her brother, before sticking her head around to stick her tongue out at him. But at her brother's raised eyebrow she let loose a flurry of giggles, before turning back around and tugging his mane, and trotted to Marauder, before tugging on his mane too, "Tell my brother that I don't talk that much! Cause don't!"

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Grim raised an eyebrow slightly as the stallion shifted his stance wider, but Blood giggled at the action, he knew how to treat equines he didn’t know. But the vixen was more then a little curious why her brother desired Marauder to be her guardian? She could handle herself. She knew how to behave. Sometimes. Over protective, over annoying, over compulsive brother! He needs to know that I don’t need so much protection. It’s not like I’ve ever fallen into a pit… oh wait, different example needed. It’s not like I’ve ever stuck my head in a bee hi- ya, need another different one. But on my defense, I love honey. Like blood more, but honey is yummy. THAT RHYMES!!!! I am so a poet, and I didn’t even know it! Heehee, I like rhymes. Oh wait, back on track! I so don’t need protection. I’m not the one who started the avalan- never mind again. Umm, I’m not the one who started the bull stampe- never mind. Okay. Fine so I’ve done some stupid things, but I don’t need ‘protection’ I’m big and strong too. Mind you, not as big, and defiantly not as strong as Marauder and Grim. But still. I can take care of my- oh! I wonder what will happen if I go belly sliding in the sand! Hmm, maybe my brother is right. The stallion was talking again though. Blood twisted her ears to catch the stallion’s lyrics, Please I am no nobility as I am just like you two. You can call me Marauder or Mardy. Titles are for someone else as they do not fit me. And so you want me to be Blood’s Guardian? I have no problem with it as long as she would not have a problem. Blood giggled, and shrugged, before more of her chaotic music left her maw, ”I don’t need protection. My brother things I do. Just because I’ve done stupid things. But in my defense, I did not know that sticking my tongue at a bunch of wild bulls would get them to chase me. I did not know scream avalanche really loud would actually start one. And I did not fall into that pit on purpose! I was pushed into the pit.” She lowered her voice slightly, ”By a red elf.” She shrugged again, ”But you can play guardian if you want! You’re cool! And fun to talk to! I like to talk, I don’t see how it annoys Grim. Everything annoys Grim. I think it is because he doesn’t know what love is. THAT IS IT! I know what I’m going to do here! I’m gonna make my brother fall in love! Ha! It’d be perfect.” She turned to Marauder, and batted her eyelashes playfully, ”Marauder? Could I talk my guardian to help me with my newest plan.”

Grim was merely sighing, shaking his head a she watched his sister. And then she broke into another random speech, about nothing, that was only stopped when Grim bit her, and Mardy was actually laughing, full out laughter, as he answered her. No, Blood, I do not like the sight of blood if it is mine. As that means that I am hurt and I do not like getting hurt. Blood snorted as if to say ‘duh.’ But if you mean from another horse that was too stupid to come up against me, and then challenge me, then the answer is yes, as then I know I have made my mar on them. And so I hope that they learn never to go against me again. Blood giggled almost chaotically, before her wild words started out again. ”I know, Riiiiiight! I just hate it when my own blood escapes me, leaves me. I’d rather keep it close to my heart. But, wait isn’t it always coursing through my heart! Ha, that is funny! But Blood on other’s looks so pretty! It makes their coats all slick, and pretty. And it glitters like rubies! Rubies are my favorite jewel, you know, cause they looked like blood. Did you know that there is a stone that resembles blood, I don’t remember the name, but I think the name, has something to do with Blood. A lot of things resemble Blood! Even I do! My appaloosa markings look like Blood. That is why I was named what I was. Did you know that my brother and my herd, they thought Grim and I were Demon Spawned because of our coloring. They were going to sacrifice Grim too! To their god! I saved him. They attacked him, and me too! I have a scar on my hip, and my belly to prove it. Grim said I almost died. But I don’t believe it! It was so cool though. I’m surprised they didn’t find us when we ran. We probably left a trail of blood behind us, with my stomach wound, and Grim’s head cut open! Oh a trail of Blood. I wonder what a river of Blood would look like! I so want to find out! It’s be so cool to look at, don’t you think. Imagine! A whole river of just BLOOD! It’d be so… so… so COOL! Grim would only be pleased of bones and skeletons were littered on the bank though. Because he is weird like that. Yep, defiantly weird. He likes bones. And other grim things. And people call me the insane one. Mind you, I probably deserved it the first time, But I swear that bush looked like a goblin. And I know it was trying to kill me.”

Grim stared at his sister, and eye brown raised, as she suddenly broke off of her speech to stare into the sky, before she spoke one last time. ”Maybe it was a Goblin that turning into a Bush!” Grim shook his head, his eyes falling closed slightly, but his ears turned towards Marauder who was walking past him now, as the stallion shifted slightly to shove against Grim, Grim easily moved with the shove, keeping his balance, at the same time, to turn around to face the stallion, with a questioning glance, Lesson number one, Grim, be alert and prepared for anything. Grim dipped his head low, before bringing it up with a swift motion of a nod, though his copper eyes didn’t leave Marauder’s façade, his ears were turned towards Blood who was now chasing a butterfly, asking it if it knew it’s wings were a deep blue, and that it wasn’t as pretty as butterflies with red wings. Even from those you consider friends of comrades. As when you learn this lesson, then everything else you learn well fall into place. He nodded again, So again, be alert, be ready for anything, and never drop your guard for anybody. Grim’s eyes were no longer quite on Mardy as he talked, though it appeared that way. No, apparently, Blood had just met a family of hornets. Who she was now buzzing, and teasing, before bucking out of reach of them. She’d be fine for a little while longer. They were just watching her like she is crazy. And no need to apologize as there was no harm in it. That got a smirk out of Grim. ”So many would disagree with you there, Lo- I mean, Marauder. Many do not understand just how innocent her words can be. But many do take her speeches wrong… Especially when she says things like ‘I wonder if your blood looks as pretty as it sounds. I bet it does.’” Grim said, ignoring his sister’s angry snort.

Blood looked at Mardy as he walked towards a plot of grass, and she bounced up behind him, before squealing, ”Rawr! I’m a dinosaur!” And leapt at him, catching her front hooves over his back, she giggled. ”Did I scare you! Did I, huh?! I bet not! See, Grim, no one is ‘that’ afraid of what I say!” She said as she slipped off Marauder’s back with a giggle, and trotted to her brother, and nuzzled him affectionately. ”But you can say what ever you want about me. I’ll just spread the word about how you once took apart a carcass, or a few hundred of them just to see how the skeleton was set up on a bunch of creatures.” Grim merely rolled his eyes, even as Blood was laughing hysterically, before seeing the butterfly from earlier, and jumping at it, only to suddenly fall flat on her face.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Blood was indeed a ‘happy camper’ about meeting Mardy. Why was that, well, simple, darling. So few could handle her ramblings. And not only was Marauder handling it magnificently well, but he wasn’t writing her off, he was actually paying attention to her. Something, she was usually deprived of. Between her odd ways, her addiction, and more so, her brother’s protectiveness, most tend to ignore her, steer clear. She hasn’t known any love besides her brother, and she hadn’t ever had the attention she was receiving from Marauder. Now, Blood isn’t sluttish enough to think of his attention being for the fact she was the opposite gender, in fact, she was more along the lines of thinking she might have found a friend! A friend, the thought of it, it made her brighten incredibly so, to be truthful. As her long speech was once again introduced to the world, She noticed her newly appointed guardian was shaking his head, and she giggled slightly as she spoke. Just the slight action meat that he was actually paying attention. No, it meant more then that. It meant that he was amused by her, listening, and could that warm feelings she was currently be experiencing mean that she wanted to experience things like this? She wanted to feel like she was someone important enough that others would want to listen to her. Did she want to be loved by others enough, that she had attention, and care that she’d been denied since her birth. Even if she did want this, it didn’t mean that Marauder would be the one to give it though. No. Blood knew she was to strange, to ‘insane’ to be given such wondrous things. She’d given up such hope for that long, long ago. The appaloosa mare had accepted this long ago, prepared herself to be alone in a way that many didn’t know how to comprehend. The blood splatter marked mare knew she was just one of those equines who were too different for anyone to ever understand. But rather then being upset about such a thing, our dear little Blood was able to accept, move past, and live her life to the most that a creature such as she could. Even if it meant only having her brother as a friend… No! Marauder is my guardian now. That means he’ll be around occasionally, as well. Right! Of course! I wonder how hard it is going to be to accept a new creature into my brother and my pattern of life. We don’t let ANYONE in, it’s dangerous. Very dangerous. Oh! I wonder what Marauder thinks of my brother and I right now! I bet he thinks we are a little weird. But surely he has other emotions for us, if he is still here. Even after my announcement of my affliction with blood. And Grim’s love of death and similar grim things. He is still here. He’s kind of cool! Offering to help my brother so, and being willing to take on the job as my guardian. Not an easy thing, brother Grim claims. But I mean, how hard can it really seriously, how hard can it be for someone to take care of me. I’m not that bad. Usually! All my accidents, I mean, are not done on purpose. It’s not my fault if I do something and it backfires, like it usually does. Not my fault AT ALL!.

Grim’s attentions was slowly wandering away from his sister, keeping a surveying eye on the stallion who had come across them, as well as the surrounding area. It’s not like Blood could get in TOO much trouble, with two other souls here. Right. But then again. He also thought Blood would be fine walking besides him though a geyser field, that one day. Of course she wasn’t. She just had to ‘accidentally’ cause him to fall into a geyser. Normally, it wouldn’t have been that bad, seeing how it was a dead one. But the fact, she blamed it on, ‘jumping away from the flying angel horse’ he wasn’t too pleased with her. Grim felt a slight smirk cross his face as the stallion spoke of his reasoning behind not finding Blood that ‘odd.’ And out of the corner of his eye, he also saw Blood stop to listen. Well Grim, the reason why I do not care what Blood says or does, is because in my old herd we had a member that would be a good companion for her. Grim was aware of his sister taking a step closer to listen, curious about what being would make a companion to her. She’d only ever met one true companion in their travels. One that, mind you, Grim did not approve of. The stallion his sister had befriended was more insane then she. We all called him the Daffy Draft and with a good reason. Because he thought everyone should be his friend. From a little sparrow up to a mountain lion, so he just thought like that. But the rest of the herd tried they’re best to make sure of his safety. And that is the reason that Blood’s little fetish does not make me uneasy. Grim, the emotionless stallion actually let out a slight snort. But it was Blood who responded. ”I’m not stupid enough to make friends with mountain lions! They never play fair when you play tag! They try to disable you! And they never run when you become it! It’s not fair! I gave up making friends with them after that! Though Tigera was a cool Mountain Lion! I named him Tigera! Cause I couldn’t come up with anything else. Sparrows are annoying, all they ever do is talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. I prefer bunnies, they know how to play, right! But Choly will always be the closest friend I’ve ever had! He was so cool, except for the whole, murdering equines for their markings, thing! But he was fun to be around! He was my first friend you know! He was my secret friend, because Grim wouldn’t let him be my friend if he knew. He’s mean like that. He’s to protective! He never lets me be friends with anyone. And he’s extremely careful never to let me out of his site since he found out that I was friend with Choly! He made me say good-bye, just because Choly wanted to know if he could have one of my spots. I told him politely no, and let him take a strand of my mane instead, but my brother was furious. It’s not right for him to dictate who is my friend, right Marauder. It isn’t fair at all. But you’re my friend, right Marauder?” She asked, as she turned her eyes to him, a smile on her face, and even with the bright look in her eyes, she still held an insane glint to her eyes that with the rest of her coloring fit in so well.

Grim coughed and shook his head. As Mardy walked back towards some grass. Grim watched with an eye raised as Blood snuck up to actually leap on his back with the giggling word of Rawr, claiming to be a dinosaur of all things. Grim shock his head, and let out a slight snort, Grim saw something jump across Marauder’s face, an emotion of some sort. He raised an eyebrow at the stallion, but forgot about it with Mardy’s question of Skeletons. Grim shrugged, though a darker look appeared in those copper orbs of his. ”Well, Ya. I was curious about what bones go where. Besides, studying the equine skeleton, I learned a lot of weak points upon different horses, depending on gender, size, and breed. It’s actually a rather good thing to study up on.” Grim said, his tone betraying it to be nothing, but his words spoke of darkness that were behind the actions, as well as tugged at the stallion’s own addiction.

Blood rolled her eyes. ”What my brother fails to add is that he merely wanted to look at the skeletons to find out a bunch of things, not just weak spots. He says that bones are beautiful, and that often they can tell the story of a life. He saw a foal that had a scar on one of its legs, and said it was from a fracture. That is how awesomely intense he is with his study of bone things. He is weird like that. But it’s kind of cool watching him do it. He is so careful about it. He has me clean of the blood though, so I’m more then happy to let him play with his bones. It’s amusing how intense he is with them too. It’s like the only time he shows major emotion. It’s so funny! But really weird too.” She took a deep breath, and Grim quickly cut in. ”And my sister will shut up now.” A shocked look appeared on Blood’s face. Her brother never told her to shut up in front of other equines. She turned to look at him, but saw nothing in his eyes. No emotions, not even for her. And she knew her brother better then anyone else. She paused before letting out a whoosh of air, and letting her boa drop. If she was annoying her brother that bad, then Marauder probably was annoyed by now, as well. ”Sorry.” She mumbled, all enthusiasm lost in her tones, as she took a few shuttling steps away from her brother, her eyes on him alone. ”I just got excited about meeting someone who actually pays attention to us.” She told her brother, before trotting to a tree a few yards from her brother, and lying down beneath. She knew how to handle him when he got upset like this.

She falls silent for a few minutes, ten at the least. And then she can easily enter the conversation again. But she was still a little shocked, and very hurt to have been called out for her expressive speech in front of Marauder. Her brother never… never yelled at her in front of another. She just hoped she didn’t upset him too much. Her eyes fell to the stallion whom she had be speaking to, but her gaze soon traveled again, before once more falling to rest on the grass in front of her.

Grim sighed, shaking his head. ”Shit.” Grim said gruffly, even as remorse lurked in his eyes as he stared at his sister. ”She’ll be talking again in ten minutes. But, it’s not her fault she was talking so much more then usual, with you here and all. She doesn’t meet equines who don’t mind her constant talking, that often, more or less those who actually listen. I suppose I shouldn’t have been so harsh.” He’d apologize later though. His sister did need a cool out time. If Marauder wanted to be her ‘savoir’ and convince her that she wasn’t in the wrong. So be it. But Grim was suffering from a headache that he insane ramblings had caused. He was going to apologize till his annoyance had lowered greatly, and he wouldn’t be ‘that’ ruff towards her.

He just hoped she wasn’t too upset now.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Grim watched as his sister rambled on about Mountain Lions and Sparrows, rolling his eyes slightly, though a slight grin tugged at his maw. As the other stallion let loose a chuckle, his words quickly spilt into the world. See Blood that is exactly how Daffy would act down to a T. Grim wrinkled his snout. Another Blood. Not at all appeasing to him. As he would go and try and talk to a deer and if the deer took off and ran away, he would spin around and then go up to a crow. And try the same thing. And if that didn’t work then he would trot to a pack of wolves figuring that since there was more he would at least befriend one. Then it would be up to me and a couple of others to come and save him. As we done that more than a few times. Grim spoke up a smirk on his maw, ”Blood isn’t that insane to talk to a pack of wolves. No, she goes to the next best thing. An insane stallion, who kills horses for their markings. The stallion actually wears the markings of dead horses!” Blood frowned. ”Melancholy wasn’t that bad. Besides! He was my friend! My first real friend. Besides! He smelled pretty from the blood! And he absolutely adored my coat! Yet he didn’t take any…” Grim snorted, shaking his head slowly, but knew better then to fight the topic of the all might, and powerful, Melancholy. His sister loved her friend.

Blood watched as Mardy studied Grim, listening as the stallion gave ‘his’ reason for studying the annoying skeletons on them. Yucky skeletons, most of them with out blood. It was yucky! But as the stallion, Marauder no Grim Reaper, spoke, Blood immediately listened. No problem Grim, as we are similar as I study about weak points to. Not by studying skeletons but joints and other areas on a horse. Like taking out the ribs so as to make them short… Blood tuned them out, not finding the topic of any interest. She however, did find interest in a sudden large bird that cawed in the sky. The little appaloosa mare trotted after it a little, and when it cawed again, Blood grinned, feeling like it was speaking to her. The mare raised herself onto her hind legs, slashing into the air with her fore daggers, her mane and tail streaming out, as she closed her eyes, and whinnied back to the large bird. The bird seemed to look down at her, before soaring down, and cawing at her again, cocking its head slightly. Blood smiled at the hawk, and snorted, shaking her head slightly before trotting to the tree that the hawk was now perched in. Somewhere she heard Mardy still talking to her brother, but right now her attention was on her newest friend.

Grim nodded, ”Another good spot, if you can get a good enough bite, and lock your jaws, is just where the back of the neck meets the body. It’s part of the mane nerves system, and the spine. If you bite it right, and deep enough down, you can completely immobilize your enemy. I’d love to talk, or train sometimes. Bone structure… is my specialty.” A dark look had crossed the stallion’s facial as he said this, a dark, almost demonic sparkle in his eyes that hinted at the more evil side of the black and ivory tainted stallion. Then Grim saw Blood.

Blood let out a giggle as she knocked her head against the hawk who had settled on her back, ”Mardy! Grim!” The mare shouted happily, as she raced to the two stallions, her mane streaming away from her face, her copper eyes bright, as she slowed to a stop in front of them, and began to babble. ”Look! I made new friend! It’s a bird! Isn’t he pretty! He was flying really high, and I answered his call, so he came down to say hi! I love his eyes, they are all orange and goldish! Kind of like mine. Kind of! Oh Grim! Can I keep him! Please! I’ll love him, and cherish him, and walk him, and feed him, and water him, and play with him. Please! It’s so cute!” The mare asked, immediately turning ‘puppy dog eyes to her brother. Her brother let out a gulp, looking away. ”No, Blood. Do you even know how to take care of a bird. It isn’t like that chipmunk a year ago, or that squirrel.” Blood whimpered slightly, ”I can learn! Marauder! Make Grimmy let me keep him! He loves me! See!” She said as she turned to her new pet, and nuzzled him. The hawk let out a caw, and fluttered his wings slightly. His beady eyes fell to the two stallions.

Grim walked forward, and looked at the hawk. Before knocking it off his sister’s back. The hawk leapt into the air, gave an outraged cry, before flying away. Blood pouted, her boa falling low, and her black fore tresses shading her disappointed eyes. ”Blood that is a carnivorous bird. And I said no.” Blood muttered a soft, What ever flicking her tail slightly.

Grim rolled his eyes, now ignoring his sister. But soon he was yelling at her for her sudden rambling again, once she had forgotten the hawk. All it took was the site of an ant on the ground… sadly. And when telling her to shut up, he sighed, looking at his sister, his ears traveled towards the stallion standing with him, Now no need to say you’re sorry to me Grim. As like I said, I am use to her randomness. And yes Blood we are friends. That got a happy shout out of Blood, and soon the mare was trotting back to them, laying her head across her brothers back, but still said nothing. Two minutes left.

Her brother let out a sigh. Sweet silence. A minute in a half left. Not much longer now. Not at all. A minute. Her brother was peering at her, as if he could hear the mare counting down. Fifteen. Fourteen. Thirteen. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Ten minutes. Up. The mare let out a happy sigh, ”I hate waiting for ten minutes before I can speak again. Can’t we shorten it. Do you know how hard it is to just sit silently for TEN WHOLE MINUTES. It is really hard, brother. Really, really, really hard. I don’t know how you do it. I almost go insane ever time I have too. Which is a lot more then you would think. You tell me to shut up a lot. Oh, and so you understand, Mardy. It’s a rule. My brother yells shut up, I have to sit alone for ten minutes in silence. Well, I choose to be alone. It’s easier to be quiet that way, cause then I don’t have the temptation to speak, or reply to anyone. But, I don’t see why he always gets so upset. It’s not like I talk that much. I mean, he’s mister silent. Every one talks way too much compared to him. He’s just jealous that people like me more cause they can talk and relate with me better! Ya that is so it! I knew I’d figure it all out. I told you I would Grimmy. You’re not as smart as you seem to think you are. I can be smart too… When I want to be.

“You only ever talked to that one painted mare. I still don’t know why she liked you so much. You’re so boring. No offense, but I mean. Can’t you show a little emotion. Emotions are poisonous you know! They are fun, and they make other people feel happy. I know what I’m talking about. You might think I’m not that smart. And while you might know a horse’s skeleton, I know the horse persona. Horses don’t mind it when you show emotion, it even makes them feel a little more comfortable around you. That is why Dream liked being around you, cause you would smile occasionally, or I’d make you laugh. Though I’m still not sure how. I’m not that funny. It wasn’t like I tripped into that pond on purpose. A kelpie tripped me. You know, the mythical water horse that is supposed to haunt streams and rivers and such. Ya, it tripped me into the pond! And you and Dream were laughing! I could have drowned! What would you have done then? You would have no one to make you laugh if I had drowned. You should be thanking me. I bring entertainment into your life! I know I do. With out me, you’d be really boring, cold, and emotionless… With out me… YOU’D BE DEAD!” The mare took a breath, and was about to start talking when she caught the annoyed, but amused look on her brother’s face. She felt a grin cross her maw. He’d forgiven her. Her job was done.

But now she was bored again. She turned to her new favorite friend, marauder, and asked, ”I’m bored. What is there to d here that is fun, Mardy?” She asked, her eyes bright and curious.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

The three equines, two captives and one northerner stood in such nice company, as the two stallions seemed to make conversation, occasionally being interrupted by the high energized mare. A horse that wears other horses’ markings? How is that possible. As I have never heard or seen of such a thing. Grim shivered at the images of Melancholy that came to his mind, as Blood jumped into telling the story, ”Oh! It’s so cool to watch him do it! He said he’d teach me, but he never did! But I’ve watched him a few times! He takes bone fragments, sharp rocks, anything really, and uses it to push a vine through the marking, and his skin, sewing it on, in away. It’s really unique, and a rather interesting way to do things, I if may say so myself! It’s positively enchanting! Grim thinks it’s creepy. Grim, the creeper of creepers thinks something is creepy. Surely there is irony in there something. Irony! It’s such an amusing word! Did you know that? I love that word. It’s amusing to say, and just totally rolls of the tongue! Don’t you agree, Mara-“ Blood let out a slight shriek, as her brother once again bit her flank, ”Come on, Grim! I wasn’t that off topic.” She pouted. Grim just chuckled softly, shaking his head at his adorable little sister. Blood sighed, before trotting off, letting the two talk about their fighting. I had something more fun to do. Convince a cute little hawk to be my new pet.

And naturally, Grim had to be a party pooper. The hawk was so pretty too. I turned towards Mardy as he spoke as well, and my head dropped slightly. Ah, man. I liked the pretty little bird. ”But… but… but… Marauder! It was so cute! And didn’t you see it! It loved me! I could have been it’s mother!” Grim snorted, shaking his head. ”Wait… What about an eagle. Can I have an eagle. Eagles are so cool! And they are as uniquely colored as I am! I’d take care of it so well. Can I have an eagle, Marauder, Grim? Please, with sugar cane and apples on top?” the mare begged, her eyes huge as she watched the two stallions.

Grim how ever, was answering Mardy, ”Pets in the past? No… Blood owns zoos, if you let her get one pet, she starts to collect, claiming ‘they get lonely.’ I’d feel sorry for what ever stallion takes her as a mate. All you’d hear is. ‘Our daughter is lonely. I’m going to make a new foal. No! Why would I need your help? I can do it on my own! Just you watch.’ The poor dear has a thing for adopting anything lost, cute, or otherwise deadly creatures. Trust me… waking up to see a ‘pet’ king cobra snuggling up to your sister is not a sight you are happy to be greeted with.”

Blood muttered darkly to herself, ”Wasn’t a King Cobra, it was an Python… And a rattle snake.” She suppose it was a good thing Grim had never caught sight of her beloved little alligator, that probably wouldn’t have gone over well.

Blood was soon feeling the extent of her boredom, as she glanced up at the sky, before Mardy was suddenly speaking. ”Well the problem is that most horses that most horses in the Weaklands home are real skittish. Blood’s eyes widened. ”Skittish? Like nervous! Ah, why! That’d make them so hard to play with.” Blood pouted, rather adorably. ”Like they’d want to play ‘your’ games.” Grim teased his twin, with an affectionate smile. Then Mardy was speaking again, and Blood understood. They were nervous around larger equines. Why? They are the most fun to play with! Especially when it turns out that they aren’t as big and bad as they appear! Yes! That is where the real fun is! And I just got one favor for you Blood and that is if I bring my mares around. Please just do not go into your little blood fetish. As I might be at ease with it, but I have no idea how they would react to it.

Blood looked taken aback, confused even, ”Why wouldn’t they be okay with it. It’s not that weird to love something that keeps alive, yet, will kill us as well. It’s like paying tributes to an important ‘whatever’ in your life.” Her giggling voice entered the air, before she gave a half rear, twisting on her hind legs to do a spin like movement, that was more graceful then it sounded. ”I promise that I would behave around anyone you don’t want me going all… umm, Grim calls it insane?... on. I promise!” She said, as she trotted up to him, licking his cheek. ”Now, can you tell me, where I can find an eagle?” She asked brightly. Grim let out a snort. ”Blood Ties, what am I going to do with you?” The large stallion asked. Blood giggled as she spun to face her brother, flicking back her black tail, as it got caught around her pillars. ”Easy! Love me, and my adorable ways!” She said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Grim snorted, before rolling his eyes. ”You buying her crazy words, Mardy?” The black and white stallion spoke to the other, a grin on his façade, as he continued to tease his little sister.

Blood glared, and shook her head, but the wheels were turning. I’ll get you back for that comment… Brother Dearest.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

Blood felt a little shy, even as she shared her close friend’s personality, and way of life with Marauder. The look of shock, and almost horror on Mardy’s face unnerved the usually vibrant femmora. But, this was her best friend, the stallion that taught her that she might just be a little saner then she and her brother had originally though, because her dear Choly had truly been insane. I well tell you this if that equine even does show up near me. He has two choices keep moving or I well knock him down and pummel him to death. As I want nothing to do with a horse like that. Blood’s copper eyes felt to the ground, as her boa bent, feeling crestfallen. Hearing someone speak so angrily. So hateful about Choly truly hurt her. ”He’s not that bad, Mardy. Choly can’t help himself. He’s insane. But he never tried to harm me. He has a good heart, he just doesn’t yet know how to control his need to appear ‘beautiful.’ That is why he steals markings, so he can feel he is beautiful and unique also.” She had spoken feverishly, but even as she tried to defend her best friend, Grim’s glare stated how much he didn’t like Choly. No matter what his sister would say about the crazy stallion, he refuses to accept the stallion as anything more then a threat.

But soon the conversation had been steered else where, and Blood pouted at the idea of losing her pretty hawk, and then being told she couldn’t get an eagle. Blood, I think your brother and me have your best interest in mind. When we both say no meat eating birds period. But why don’t you go look for a Blue Jaw or even a Robin as they well not hurt you. And another thing leave the snakes alone ok as I do not want to get bit. Blood looked thoughtful, as she went over Mardy’s words, trying to find a loop hole in his words, when she failed to do so, she sighed. ”But I’m interested in an eagle or a hawk! Besides. I’m 15.2 hands! I’m tall enough to defend my self! Right? Surely I can take on any bird that thinks it will eat me. And blue jays… robins… they are so small. Wait. Can I have an ostrich? Or a penguin? No! I want a pterodactyl. Where can I get a pterodactyl, Mardy? And snakes aren’t that bad… What about a lizard? Can I have… a Mexican Beaded Lizard?” The mare smiled brightly to herself as she imagined finding an owning the meat eating, venomous lizard! It’d be so fun! She’d name it Dracula! And her pterodactyl can be Fred! She hummed to herself happily at the though, till her brother growled at her. ”Blood Ties! Are you determined to kill yourself! I will not allow you to have any pets that will KILL you!” Blood stared at her brother, before replying meekly, ”Does that mean I have to let Johans, my crocodile go?” She asked. Her brother was about to leap at her, a blazing look in his usual peaceful eyes. And Blood know it was a mistake to mention her pet crocodile from before. Immediately the tiny appaloosa mare hid behind the larger draft, Mardy, her eyes wide. ”I was kidding Grim! I got rid of Johans a long time ago! Mardy! Grim is scaring me!” the mare said, as she hid behind his taller form, crouching down slightly, and peering at her brother, from between Mardy’s legs, as she kept her head down.

Grim forced himself to calm, down even as his eyes continued to flare. If scaring the hell out of his sister kept her safe, then so be it. But Grim wouldn’t dare let… anything happen to Blood. She was just too important to him. He loved his little sister, besides the crazy female was the only family the black and ivory stallion had left. He needed her.

Soon the group of three where discussing why the little mare who was causing her brother migraines shouldn’t speak of her… ‘blood fetish.’ And as he explained the fact that his mares where in foal, Blood’s eyes widened. ”You’re going to be a father! How wonderful! Of course I’ll behave myself! Foals are so adorable, and wonderful!” She grinned brightly at the thought of Mardy as a father. It was an odd picture, but adorable all the same. ”Congratulations, Marauder!” The mare said warmly, as her brother grinned. ”Don’t mind my sister’s excitement at the idea. She loves foals. Thinks they are the most amazing thing in this world… other then her precious blood of course.” Grim shook his head, but nuzzled his sister.

But as the stallion laughed at Grim’s questioning of if the stag bough Blood’s words, the tiny mare glared at the two of them, before let out a humph. ”Did I just get called cheap entertainment? Why do I feel like a whore now?” She asked, frowning. Her brother widened his eyes, before the stallion started to laugh at his sister. A whore? Blood. He couldn’t even imagine it! The idea… was… crazy! ”This is not a laughing manner, Grim Reaper. I’m not the insane one, with some weird mare who was so in love with you, she practically wanted to rape you every time you walked by.” Grim’s laughter ceased, as his eyes widened in fear, before he sent his gaze around, making sure the crazy mare wasn’t around. That mental case had scared the hell out of the usually emotionless stallion. He was glad to be away. ”But back to the main problem at hand…” The mare spun to look at Mardy, ”Please do explain ‘cheap entertainment’ because I think I was just called a whore… And I am most certainly not one! I’m a virgin for Christ sake!” Grim attempted not to laugh at his sister’s words, as Blood continued to try to figure out the stallion’s words. ”Congratulations, Marauder. I think you broke Blood Ties.” Grim snickered as his sister continued to repeat the words ‘whore’ ‘cheap’ and ‘virgin.’ This was the most amusing he’d ever seen Blood in a long time.

Blood, Grim, and Mardy will defiantly have to hang out more, if this is how Blood is… Grim couldn’t help but grin as he watched his sister, still, try to work it all out.

There's a place in the dark where the animals go,
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the Dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo