A 'home' to speak of...

[Alto]

Shadow felt the voids of Nightmare. He looked to her, and, watching her look him over, he smirked, looking back to his lands... Wait... What was that? He stood tall, peering into the desert. Oh... just a fennec fox. He settled again, retaking his post.

[-Pyro-]

Nightmare sighed. Perhaps nothgin would come of this... Not that she cared either way, She didn;t need love... Not at all, Or did she? Coudl she perhaps be strating to fall for shadows deep oids? No! deffinatly not, or was she... It was hard to tell now, as her mind was sooo screwed up. She watched him a moment longer before returnign to the cleansing of the wound...

[Alto]

He travelled up to her.
He wondered... Did she love him, truley? Sure, it was ironic that they were thinking the same things. He approached her, joining her in the aqua. He nudged her muzzle away.
Relax.
He spoke with extremely rare words... And the tone... Unbelibebly soft.
He gently licked her wound, awaiting a respones... (Sorry... bad spelling)

[-Pyro-]

For a moment Nightmare watched him in disbeleif, What was he doing, but after a watching him for a few moments she dropped her head gently onto her front legs, and lay there resting letting her thgouhts overflow her head.
It was hif voice that caught her off gaurd... There was somethign in his voice.. somehthign that hadnt been there before, and was there now. Somethgin that hinted he cared about her.
Slowly wihtout another world she lifted her head and gently nuzzled her neck catching even herself off gaurd. She froze watching him, waiting for his reaction...

[Alto]

His orbs took a rare light as she did so, and he smiled... SMILED. Not for a long time had he done so. He gently nuzzled her in return, then continued gently on her wound once more.

[-Pyro-]

When the return of her action reached her she felt the twinge of a smile. Lowering her head again she rested it on her front legs, and slightly on his too. She suddenly felt safe around him as if she knew noone woudl ever harm her, and for once it was because of another. He mind swirled and she wanted to ignore it. She'd never had this feeling before now, and yet it felt so right. Like a part of her had finally been filled. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes.

[Alto]

He lay there quietly, halting his actions to look to a noise. Pesky Fennec Foxes...
He looked back to Nightmare, a light glow still in his orbs. He did not continue with her wound at first. Only if she wanted him to, would he do this again. He lay his crania atop an untouched area, where not a scrath appeared... Right on her back. He now felt very sorry to have hurt her, yet he knew that if he had not, she would not be here now. The past was the past... The future looked bright.

[-Pyro-]

Had her orbs been opened, she they woudl have glowed. Had she finally foudn the one thing she'd always wanted? Love? No, love was useless. There was no such thing as love, All there was was pain, and anger. She had been on the wrong end and the right end of that for too long, so there could not be a love. Yet she felt it here now... Her mind reeled. Could she love? Definately Not! Love was weakness. Somethign that half-breeds and lights did, but surely not a true dark liek herself! His neck was warm and comforting on her skin, calming every nerve in her bodice, and quieting her racing mind. Right now the only thing that mattered was him...

[Alto]

He closed his orbs lazily, then opened them, watching a scorpion crawl to the edge of the water and drink. The desert was such a fascinating place.
He knew Nightmare would not succome to love easily... But he knew, in time,she may just do so...

[-Pyro-]

Slowly, her mind swept compleatly blank and she let herself drift off into a light sleep. No dreams reached her, No dreams except for one. The same dream she had had ever since she was a little girl. A dapple grey mare galloping wildly over the plains trying to escape, and she was chasing it. At last the mare stopped and turned to face her, exausted but still willing to fight. And as usual in the dream when Nightmare drew closer to the fae to fight her... she just disappeared. Her eye-lids lifted slightly, but not for long. One day she woudl kill that mare, and not in her dreams... in real life. For that mare had been her sister.

[Alto]

Shadow watched her slightly twitch in dream, then allowed his orbs to rest on the open desert. He soft pelt under his crania was so soft, and he was filled with an unearthly emotion... So it seemed. He knew he loved her... But how deep was this? He knew that love was weakness, yet had he taken it? He was slightly confused. He lifted his crania from her back, shaking his obsidian threads. He would come to understand it soon... Or so he hoped.

[-Pyro-]

She felt the disguised movements of shadow. He seemed restless, but it was not in her place to know why... or was it? What WAS her place know? Did she even know? What would be the finality of accepting his love... and dare she say... returning it? Love was somethign that lights did, not a true dark like themselves. But so it woudl seem that they had indeed found the impossible. A strange thought set across her mind. Would it matter? Why should it, all creatures need love right? So why could it be so impossibly to love him. She coudl find no arguments against these questions now liek she normally had. Those times just seemed so far away. Now all that mattered was him, and being near him. Already she had grown sensitive to the sweet smell of his ebon bodice that glided liek a shadow in the night. Already she saw a youth of their combination. A strong beautiful youth. He woudl look liek his father, but would have the eyes of his mother and the heart of her father along wiht both of their willingness to fight and attitudes. For it was not until she was thinking about it that she realized how much alike they had acted. And suddenly none of it mattered. He was here now, and so was she. So they would make the best of it.

[Alto]

Shadow stood, watching her move about. She did not want to wake her... He needed to move. For if not to move, yetlay for a bit longer, well, this could cause him life-threatening injuries... A horse like himself couldn't just lay there. Bulk lifted, he looked to her, and stayed by her. The desert was a harsh place... He felt overly-protective of her, and would let nothing happen to her... The bond between them, love or not, was strong, and seemed to be growing ever so strong.

[-Pyro-]

At the shift of his weight and the lifting of his head she couldn't help but look up. What was he doing. She gazed at him clearing her orbs. She didn't know wherther to glare liek she had been raised doing or if to smile at him. It was such a strange affection she only lay letting the tension form her earlier activities ease away. She watched him. 'Love coudln't exist' she urged herself. 'She couldn't fall for it, it was unnatural. They were different beings. She was only capable of no mercy and killing following her dark ways and leaaving noone. She was sure they could not survive in harmony let alone love. It was in their nature to kill other darks or at least her nature. She never lived with them! A thoguht crossed her mind. Did it matter? Now that she was drawn to him and him to her, there was no way she could leave him... she just couldn't do it. The bond held her there, beside him. She wasn't sure that she wouldn't even if she could. After all he seemed different so far. He had not forced anything she didn't want, and he had been rather polite to her.

A shudder passed through her. She was sounding liek a light. But her mind answered the question against her will. 'no, it didn't matter. As long as she coudl be with him' A sigh passed her lambrums. Head lowered again she drifted off into her dark dreams. The same one returned to her, but this time she was not alone while she chased the grey mare that was her sister. No, now Shadow ran on one side of her just as eager to catch Cherokee as Nightmare, and on her other side ran a small black filly. Her head thrust out in persuit of cherokee also ran beside her and Shadow.

[Alto]

Shadow looked to her as she started to drift back into her slumber. He lowered his crania to her's, listening... Her breathing was slow, her orbs skitting behind shuttered blinds in dream... She was asleep.
His thirst suddenly growing, he scanned his terra... It did not feel right to leave her. Yet the water was only a few yards away. He decided to leave her, only for a moment. As he approached the welcoming awua, his auds caught every sound... Everything seemed amplified as he feared her safety. Why did he feel this waay? Love was for the lights. That was final. Yet, their bond was so close to it... Aye.
She came to the aqua, taking a quick drink. He then raced back to his queen, standing watch over her once more.