Unicorns of the Black River

Night nodded."Go on don't hesitate"she nickered softly.They could just be friends she thought

"Well, she seemed kind of new in the forest, so I offered to show her around, and she is a Dark Unicorn" he said, not as quietly.

Night nodded."Okay"she nickered."Is there anymore?"

"Only that we're friends, nothing more" he said he looked at her with gentle eyes.

Night nodded slowly."Why would you be scared to say that you have a mare friend?"she asked queitly."Do you think I would just jump to the option that it was more then friends?"she asked sadly.

Flame felt guilty, "N, of course not" he said quietly.

"So you don't trust me?"The snow had stopped and now it was raining and everything looked sad.

Flame felt more guilty, "I do trust you.." he whispered.

Night nodded.She laid down."I think I might have a sleep"she nickered.Then the tear drop on the end of her horn started glowing.

"Danger?" he said as he saw the tear drop.

"Most proberly but I don't really care"she nickered.

Flame looked down, "Why not?" he asked very quietly he could barely hear himself say it.

Night shrugged."I just don't"she nickered.Then her vioce turned like thunder."Go to your new friend"she neighed.She felt very bad after neighing it.The tear drop stopped glowing."Sorry"she nickered softly.

Flame stared at her, he sighed and stepped back.

"I better go,I...."she nickered but didn't finish.A cougar leapt onto her back.

Flame reared and nieghed, he kicked the cougar and shot a fireball at it.

Thunder shot down from the sky.Shooting at the cougar.Suddenly Night fell to her knees.

Flame went to Night's side, "ARe you ok?" he asked as he helped her stand up.

Night nodded.A huge gash down her side."I'll be okay"she nickered.

(I g2g)

[aww bye]

"Are..Are you sure?" he asked agian.

Night nodded.


(bye bye)

Name:Darkmaras
Unicorn Type:Dark
Color: Black with red vien striping
Horn: 1 metre, and curved back also acts as a blade
Markings: Boney face, red vein striping
Gender:Mare
Mane/Tail:Flaming red
Preferable Climate:Dark
Personality:

Dark snorted as she trotted, flame hoof prints marked her tracks, leaves alight as her body slipped past the forest plants.

Flame didn't think Night was telling the truth, but he didn't bother her any further, he sighed and layed down.

Dark whinnied, "Hello." She said to the stallion that was laying down.