Allure of the Night, - She Tempts -

[TheNeonShadow]

I walked, a dark shadow in the moonlit meadow. I had chose the stars over the sun to present myself, not as if I had much choice. My pelt absorbed more light than it reflected, and the effect my darling globes had when shone on at night was far more startling than in the day anyway. Sol was not my friend, and to him I would not sing. I laughed at him. Only to dearest Luna did my voice grace. She I admired, loved even. She who is chased without end by the maddened Sol. She, slipping through at night, allowing all who look to find her easily against the night sky, all except the one who wants to capture her. Sol who shoots out a pained light to search in every crevice, only to find nothing while she slips silently to lay with other lovers, the stars. Like Luna, I too defied my Sol, though as yet I had not found him in mortal form. I would never take an eternal. They did not allow for as many games. No, I would lay with many stars as my Sun-to-be searched and followed, never giving up the chase as I danced away into the night.

My glacial orbs cast a long look over the barren landscape. There was nary a soul here! What a shame, to be so forlornly lonely. I tossed my duel-toned mane and moved into a stunning two-beat. Luna's mirror, or one of them, rested before me. I slipped to the shallows with a grace thought only to be bestowed upon angels. Hah! Hardly, I was a demoness at heart. Thoroughly set in my ways, here I was, a shimmering mirage in the dead of night. I was a dangerous catch, and an even more dangerous keep. I was born a seducer, born to roam the night. No, I was changed to roam the night. Those that flirted with me, flirted with disaster. The prize? My lovely hide. A trophy I was, and an unattainable one at that. What things would one have to do to trip me out of my spirited ways? Well, that even I did not know, but it would be interesting to find out. With that thought, I moved further into the water, up to my knees now. Finding the spot my Luna chose to reflect, I bathed in her light. And in the moonbeams I waited; a phantom, a fantasy.

[Diru]

A slim grey form made it's way calmly towards a small mere. He was not worried about the so called vampiric horses that where said to roam the lands. After all, was this spot not sacred? Of course should any creature decide to fight with him, he had a little surprise in store for them.
He stopped at the edge and lowered his crown to the surface. He drank a little satiating his thirst for the time beings. When he lifted his dial again his cool orbs spotted the pied form of a mare. His harks flicked slightly in curiousity. He had a feeling that she was no mere mortal like him, but he'd never met a vampire before so maybe she was one?

((leaving Diru out for now))