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Subject: Holding back fiery tears of both sadness and Rage Author: Black Mischief & Black Follower [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:52:33 06/17/02 Mon Author Host/IP: 12.6.237.217 In reply to: Unruley & Satan 's message, "-> .simple RaGe." on 15:23:18 06/17/02 Mon +THe filly turns to Unruley to respond to her words first feeling that deep dark fire raise as she even thought about SAtan she thought it wiser to speak to his beloved mother first "Yes I quite understand. I know she would do well I just wish that anyone knew what it felt like to have two hooves in two realms. I'm not only In the realm of the living but that of the dead and I do wish your son wouldn't talk about Black Mischief so you see he has been my father all of my months and your son will never know the feeling of caring for a lost filly with love and compasion only that of a father has. I only hope that my rage does not spill out when I respond to your son." With that she turned her head to Satan and felt the rage welling up inside of her bubbling and steaming. her hot-head would get her no where if she let it come out though so she tried to control it. "Satan I'm quite sorry if I have offended you in anyway I carenot though of when you were weaned for I was weaned before I should have been and weaning early got me no where. Weaning is not that great an achievment you of all blackbloods should understand with that of your grand future ahead of you. *She stomps her hooves thinking about his futute* I really should not have acted the way I did to Nightingale tis why I apologized! I can't talk to you anymore though prince except for afew last words for I know soon my hot-headed temper will take over. You see I wished not for my father to place me in your hands! I wanted to be back with my great and honorable cousin Black Mischief. I knew what daddy planed and thought it wouldn't work and I am quite glad it didn't work you see he thought you were my prince but I saw I saw well you weren't. I'm glad I'm very very glad you don't wish me to be your princess." and with that she stomps her hooves and gallops away her temper rising so high it seemed as if it was bubbling at her cheecks but what was bubbling at her cheecks was a blush that she knew nothing of. She didn't know that a girl could like someone she seemed to hate so. She wished dearly that her mother was here. At that moment she thought of Nightingale and how it was true Nightingale would be a great mother. so she searched for her. "Nightingale? Nightingale ! I'm sorry where are you!?"+ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]