“Kai, I want you to run... Run and don’t look back. Do you hear me?”
The words echoed in Kai’s small, mouse gray ears. Run. Run.

“If you think someone is fallowing you, I want you to hide...”

Her mother’s words were urgent. An urgent, hushed whisper; like the wings of a moth that was fighting for its life. Urgent moth wings beating against night air.

Kai ran. As fast as her foal hooves could carry her, she galloped with the stars guiding her. She galloped until she no longer could catch her breath, and until the screams of her mother faded from her ears. She galloped blindly in one direction until sand met her hooves and she couldn’t run anymore. For a moment the thought crossed her mind to wade into the water and swim. To swim until she felt solid ground beneath her hooves, but she couldn’t. Instead, she collapsed in the powdery softness, sucked dry of its color by the light of the moon. She collapsed and closed her eyes and when she opened them again she was completely and utterly alone. She was the orphan.

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An everlasting, forever going road of white streaked out beneath the mare. It was a white that was dotted with shells, clumps of seaweed, and bits of limestone. It was a white that was streaked with the color of sea foam, and kissed by the lips of gentle waves. The sky was dark and the moon hung perfectly, casting its glow like a firefly stuck in a spiders black web. Stars were scattered randomly, and they lit the pathway for Kai.

It was funny how easily she could find her way back here. It was as if it was ingrained into her memory the exact path she took the night her family was massacred. She tried so hard to forget the way to this place, but as soon as her mind was allowed to wander, she somehow found herself back here, standing at the shores and gazing off into the deep waters. It was like a map that was hidden in the confines of her mind. It was a map she wished she could burn, but she couldn’t. Maybe because as hard as she tried, she couldn’t get her wandering hoof to stray from the path that led here. And as much as she hated it, she couldn’t stop herself from wandering back. This place was her home, and she came here almost every night when she couldn’t sleep.

Kai stood facing the water, her back to shore. The waves lapped at her hooves, covering them gently before getting sucked back out to sea. The mare had a back hoof cocked relaxingly and her ears were flopped sideways. She looked with her weary eyes out into the sky, and counted the stars to keep her mind from racing.

1... 2... 3... 4... She would count to 100, then stop and start back over at one. Sometimes she would fall asleep this way, some how drifting off in the midst of a number cycle. Tonight seemed sleepless. She could feel her muscles twitching with each gust of wind, and as the moon shone on her coat, blanching out her white spots, the only thing she could think of was running. Running until she had no where else to go. Or to plunge head first into the deep water and swim until she could feel the sweet soft sand beneath her feet again. She wanted to do something, anything, because standing still wasn’t helping her mind at all.

Kai inhaled deeply, filling her lungs to the breaking point with the salty musk of the ocean. And when she exhaled the only words that came to her mind were,

“I hate you.”

And for once she meant it.

Ooc/ Sorry it's so short. Muse will grow while plot increased =)

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<P>The ink colored stallion’s nostrils flared as the wind whipped and the salty ocean water sprayed his chest and legs as waves crashed onto the white sandy beach behind him. The moon hung over head, casting a glow across the white sanded shore and with the combination of the light the stars casted, illuminated Vitus’s large frame. The moon gave his black coat a bluish sheen, while causing the white swirling markings on his rump, shoulders, and face to glow iridescently, almost blindingly; more so than they usually did during the day time. White eyes with the faintest silver for the pupils to his eyes stood out like beacons on his ink colored face and through his wavy forelock. Sea weed intermingled in his wavy black tresses as various sea life like starfish clung to them desperately, as if fearing that they would die without him. It was a wonder how someone, somehow, could manage to miss the Kelpie stallion standing in the angry, tossing sea.

<p>With a grunt, the Kelpie stallion turned suddenly, rocking back on his haunches to turn on a dime so that he could return to the shoreline, as much as he hated to do so. He had seen the stains left behind from others, the dark red marring the shoreline, leaving it a macabre reminder of why most others came here. It seemed morbid to him that equines, no matter their dynasty, would come to this lovely place to die – to let the angry waves wash away the grim reminder of everyone’s, except for the Cadients, mortality. Perhaps it was the fact he couldn’t live without the water, how it was tied to his very existence, which made him see this morbid place differently than the others. Vitus blinked when his hooves finally hit the sand, realizing how close he had been to the shoreline. With a sigh, he changed his course to follow along the shoreline in a lazy, sauntering trot, ignoring the sand that was clinging to his wet feathers and legs as he kicked the sand up.

<p>He didn’t need to go far to finally spot her, deep in the angrily churning water, staring up at the sky. The Kelpie stallion tilted his head slightly in curiosity, watching her for a brief few seconds, as if trying to judge whether or not it was actually going to be worth his time to ask why she, a creature clearly unfamiliar with the angry sea that churned about her, stood deep within it, almost asking for the sea to take her. She was clearly not Kelpie, for her unusual coloring and markings gave that away at once. So why on earth was she foolish enough to tempt the angry sea? Making a decision, the ink colored stallion neared the water once more, tromping in only deep enough for the water to over his hooves. “Pardon me for interrupting whatever it is you are doing,” he spoke, his voice nothing short of deep baritones that rung like thunder. “But why on earth are you standing that far deep into water that can surely carry you off to sea?

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There was only the sound of crashing waves, crashing waves and the familiar crunch of sand and pebbles being sucked out to sea. The grulla mare stood, practically frozen, almost chest deep in water. She reveled in the feel if the icy water that clung to her coat. She sighed deeply, sucking breath deep into her lungs, as she felt her body move with each wave. With each movement of water that carried her mane backwards, and then forwards. She wished she could make herself tiny, that she could float in the water and feel herself being pushed out onto the shore, and then pulled back into the depths of icy blackness.

How many times had she stood like this? How many times did she allow herself to be baptized by the icy cold salt water? The ocean was like a blanket to her, a blanket of frigid, black comfort. It wrapped her up tightly and held her close. It allowed her to think. It allowed her to breathe. And although her muscles twitched with each wave, although she so desired to gallop out into the water and plunge head first into the cold unknown, she loved standing here more. There was something more magical about dreaming about it then actually being able to do it. It was sacred. Her sacred thoughts kept locked deep inside herself. She could ponder anything here...

She could ponder anything really, anything like the dark stallion that had claimed her. She didn’t want to go. She enjoyed her freedom. But she went without a fuss. He was large and dark and his voice was harsh. He was nothing like the stallion she imagined she would be claimed by. She couldn’t imagine what he would use her for. All he wanted her for was to give him an heir, was it not? Kai scoffed at the thought of allowing herself to be covered by such a brute. To allow him to touch her was bad enough. The thought caused her stomach to churn. She didn’t want to go home. She never wanted to go back to where she belonged now, to his territory to be treated like a piece of property. “Come Kai, now it is time for you to conceive my child...” or “Come Kai, I’m bored, allow me to seek pleasure in your body...” She no longer had a say in what happened to her body... The thought was completely and utterly terrifying to her.

If Kai was ever going to take the plunge she desired, now would have been the perfect time for it. The thought even crossed her mind. Leap in; swim until you can’t swim anymore. Would the feel of the icy water in her lungs cause her pain? Would she change her mind at the last minute, only to find herself too far gone and without enough strength to swim to the surface? Would she panic? Or would she feel completely calm? Would she go with a struggle? Or would she inhale the water peacefully, and slowly sink to the bottom with a smile on her face? The thought was better than living a life that didn’t even belong to you. Kai was about to leap in, to jump into the water. She closed her eyes and took a breath, and that was when she heard it. An unfamiliar voice sounded above the sound of crashing waves. The noise caused her to jump, and then she spun on her haunches, sending water flying in every direction. When she saw him, she almost gasped. The first thought that crossed her mind was “Oh god, Ghoul fallowed me...” for the first thing she noticed was his black coat. But then she looked closer. She took into account his beautiful pale eyes, and his sea creature encrusted mane. He was beautiful and nothing at all like her stallion. She sighed, relieved.

She wasn’t quite sure how to respond to his question. What was she supposed to say? “Oh yes, I was thinking about how ridiculous my life has become, and I was contemplating plunging into the water and never coming back up??” No. Kai paused a moment and took her eyes away from the large, ebony stallion. She glanced up at the moon before slowly trudging out of the water. Her mane and tail hung limping from her body and she shivered, now feeling the stupidity of her actions.

“If I told you, you would take me as insane.”

Kai insisted, and she sighed again. She shook herself roughly and then looked up at the larger stallion. He wasn’t of her dynasty. He wasn’t even remotely similar to her dynasty. He was a Kelpie. That was obvious. Kai couldn’t imagine an equine more opposite to her dynasty than a Kelpie. Kai wasn’t one for discrimination. Why should she? Removed from flesh, he looked exactly like her. On the inside, they were the same. Why should coat color, mane and tail color, and markings be a reason for discrimination? Kai peered up at him through deep blue eyes. She found him deeply intriguing. From the sea life in his mane, to the milky white color of his eyes, he was different and fresh. And the best thing, he wasn’t Ghoul.

“I can’t sleep...”

She confessed with a frown. The mare couldn’t go into deep details as to why she was standing chest deep in rapidly rising and churning ocean water, but she could leave it at that. Surely he could understand that, after all, he was up at the same hour as she.

“What brings you here? I assume you couldnt sleep either?”

It seemed as though she couldn’t stop talking. She spoke the first thing that had popped into her mind, and then she felt rather foolish. She kicked herself mentally. She knew nothing about the Kelpie dynasty. Did they need to live near water? Or were they land dwelling? Kai frowned again at her own ignorance. Perhaps it was best to just keep her mouth shut for now.

Ooc- sorry I got a little carried away and rambled a lot... I'm rather museful so I tend to do that lol.

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