Arnav moved across the grassy hills in the strange meeting ground. He had scoured the entire place and found no water holes, no ponds, nothing. He walked towards a small dip in the hills. He smiled, or maybe more appropriately, he smirked at the ground. He looked at the leafy green grass. There is water in grass and he had worked hard on learning how to get it out. His skill had recently been perfected. He simply willed the water to leave it's green entombment and it did. This made a small puddle in the brown remains of the grass. This did not satisfy him. He took the water from all of the grass on the hillside opposite him. This increased the water in the puddle. He stepped to the waters edge. He willed the water into a small sphere that moved into the air. It was just below his nose. He drank from the clean water.

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Dainty silver tinted ears flicked forwards as the attractive young mare's walk was halted, Belleze, sensing another being around her. It was to be expected, being in what she believed to be 'Meeting Hills', but that didn't lessen her anxious mood. She gently brushed her tail against her leg, ridding of a fly as she unraveled her impressive wings. She flapped them, only enough to hover her body a few inches off of the ground, but enough to seek at the source in the dip of the mountains. As she had suspected, it was another equine. She watched him curiously, how he handle the sphere of water, and it had already became clear what his power was.
A moment passed as she contemplated whether to approach the random, or keep going her way. Eitherway, he was probably already aware or her silverette staring over him. She tucked in her wingspan, landing gently against the warm earth. Her orbs darting back into his direction, she blew a gentle whicker. She lowered her neck to tear the fresh blades of grass from their roots before slowly making her way down the hill.

(OOC: of course sorry about the delay)

Arnav lifted his neck, his foam colored mane bouncing against his fine neck. He looked to where the greeting of another horse came from. The water he had been holding splashed back to the puddle. Arnav stood alertly and stared at the figure moving down the hill. His nostrils flared as he breathed in the scents surrounding him. He nickered curiously. The pegasus moving to him was stunning. Her coat was dark and the made her dapples show exceptionally. Arnav trotted to greet her. Will she be another fling? he wondered.

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Ghost Moon slowly and cautiously walked through the hills. She wasn't used to be out during the day. She saw a dead bird by a tree, and walked over to it. She closed her eyes and lowered her muzzle to the lifeless body. Her eyes fill with light. Her hooves were covered in light as well. She lifted her head, and stared at the bird. It twitched a leg, and soon it's head popped up. It's wings stretched out, and it flew away. She smiled, and walked on. She soon came to a large horse, along with another. She side stepped. She was about to turn and run off, but she suddenly froze, she couldn't move.

Arnav turned his dainty blue nose to look at another equine who had approached. Another mare. It seemed as though he could see through the grey mare. Was she a ghost? Arnav looked intently at the being that seemd from another world. He tilted his head, a cascade of foam-like main falling away from him, and moved nearer to the frozen apparition. A smirk touched his lips.

Ghost Moon's front hooves lifted from the ground, a high-pitched, wavering scream filled the air as her hooves churned. Her blue eyes locked on teh stallion. She couldn't take her eyes from him. He was certainly a spectral to her. She bowed her neck, her chin nearly touching her chest.

Arnav watched the deathly mare intently. "Hello," he crooned. He moved a step closer to the mare. His neck was arched, his delicate nose just to one side. His tail was lifted. "Who are you," his voice was soft but there was almost a mocking tone hidden in it's depths. He looked at what was visible of the transparent being. "Or maybe, what are you," he looked expectantly to the mare.

Ghost Moon bobbed her head lightly, stepping back a step. She snorted, whinnying, My name is Ghost Moon... I don't know what I am. Her blue eyes seemed to glow, burning into the stallion. Her silver mane moving lightly as she moved her head, seeming to float.

Arnav could feel the burn of the blue gems that were her eyes. "Nice to meet you Ghost Moon," his voice was thick, "I am Arnav." He watched her silvery mane float in the air. "What brings you here, my transparent friend?"

Ghost's eyes narrowed. Friend?.. Nothing in particular. I was just wandering around.

Arnav's lips curled into a tight lipped smirk as the mare became a bit defensive. He looked into her narrowed eyes. Just wandering, huh? he asked insincerely. A short laugh slipped through his lips. Well, I am glad to have you here. His eyes glinted.

Ghost grunted, saying quietly, Oh... Her silver eyes drifted around the clearing, seeing the pond behind the stallion, she slowly moved forward, seeming to ignore the stallion, and lowered her head, sipping at the water. Her mane fell down, and lightly touched the water.

Arnav watched the mare walk past him. He snorted. He was not used to mares ignoring him. He watched he sip at some water. He smiled. The water lifted away from the ground at his command. He let it float for a moment a simply a ball of water. Then he structured it to look like another horse, looking at the mare. What do you think, he asked her.

Ghost looked up, her eyes boring down into the water being. She stared at it for a long while, then, a smile crept slowly across her lips. She said, A horse. How creative. Her eyes then flicked to the stallion, a few strands of hair falling into her face. Her arched neck twitching lightly.

(I found a kewl horse game site but it doesn't work for my computer for some reason!>,<)

(Really, what is it. And I am sorry that your computer is not a fan of it. )

Arnav watched the pale mare look at his creation. He was proud when she called it creative. His chest nearly puffed out with joy. He looked at her and for a moment his concentration was lost to her. The water horse fell back to the earth with a splash. Arnav eyed the water for a moment, his nose wrinkled.

(avirtualhorse.com I got it working!)

She lifted her head, backing up quickly as the water splashed to the ground. She laughed, teh water splashing around her hooves, seeming to go through. She stepped back out of the puddle, and lapped at it.

(I am glad it works for you. I would venture to it but I fear I would run out of time to enjoy it)

Arnav joined in the mare's laughter. Then he moved closer to her. She was so very different from anyone he had ever met. He watched her drink the water. Is it any good, he asked her.

Ghost's eyes turned to the stallion, her bright, glowing blue eyes met with the eyes of teh stallion. She said, quietly, It's cold, and nice. I haven't drank any water in days, so it is very very delicious.[b] She moved slightly, closer to the stallion. Her tail flicked, and it brushed against his flank. She turned back to the water.

Arnav shivered when he felt the brush of the mare's tail. I am glad it is good, he mumbled. His mind was swimming. How could this mare affect him so much? His body was sensitive to Ghost. He could feel the air move around her as she breathed. He wondered what new sensation had overcome him. He didn't dare let his eyes go to her for a moment.

Ghost's head rose, and she moved away from her. She said, looking off into the fields beyond, I have to start traveling soon... If I ever wish to get to my destination. She stepped around the water slowly, in the direction she was looking at. Her eyes narrowed, and the air around her froze. She felt cold, suddenly. She shook out her mane, and flicked her tail. She was stupid for 'crushing' on the stallion. He was obviously a mare magnet. She snorted, and turned her gaze away, toward the mountains.