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The last chitters and cries died down as shadows blanketed the skies. Tiny creatures ran for their burrows while larger ones reluctantly slid into the shadows, either to stalk or to hide, that decision was their own. One lone owl sat in a gnarled tree, its ice blue eyes piercing even the darkness as it focused its orbs into slits against the faint ring in the sky that had once been the sun.

Amidst the silence its hoot rang out, almost like laughter, deep and soft, but rolling. If one peered closely at it they would almost see the owl was smiling. Gripping its talons into the twisted bark, the owl spread its wings, beating them harsh but silent. Eventually it took to the darkened sky, eyes peering down below. What it searched for was as black as the sky itself and to anyone else she may have blended in completely, but the owl had grown used to hre by now and knew how to pick her out of the darkness.

Once ice blue eyes had locked on its target, the owl let out another hoot before descending rapidly, silently. Landing on the ground just a few feet away from the mare, it spread out its wings and dipped its head in a sort of bow. Another hoot like laugh escaped its beak before slowly turning into more and more that of an actual laugh as the owls form shifted, grew, crackled and crunched in ways that should be unnatural. Before long, an owl pelted stallion stood before the darkness, peering into eyes he knew peered back.

"Ravenna..... what lovely wicked things have you done this fine blackened day?"

(279w)

Ah her words dripped like ink to his ears, a pleasant sound despite what others might think. As she roughly preened against his cheek he stole a moment to take a n** at hers, playful, but perhaps not gentle. From the very moment he had been cursed he had lost all gentleness he once seemed to contain. To hear this wasn't of her doing though, well that caused a dark chuckle from him. While parts of him knew this perhaps was beyond her, he liked teasing her and her wilds. "Oh what a shame this lovely blanket of shadows isn't yours." he tormented again before turning off to stare seemingly into the dark.

His eyes narrowed on something scurrying and he drew his tongue across his muzzle. While he could go for a hunt he found Ravenna and her musings more interesting in this moment. "I'll let them hide.... for now. It's more fun when they think they've outsmarted me." he chuckled again, his tail feathers flicking a bit before turning back towards her. "But how does one fear what hides in the darkness if we both are the darkness, hmm?" he wondered aloud, glancing back up at the darkened sun and the yellow ring burning on its sides, fighting for dominance. "Shame this wont last forever..... or perhaps....will it? Perhaps theres an... old scroll yet discovered with words written of how to permanently swallow the light inside the dark...." he grinned, a twisted smile spreading wider under the owl feathers that plastered his face.
(255w)

Part of him loved seeing her ruffled and upset. To see all her emotions just spill out carelessly, well it was just divine to him. Those who called her a bad omen, a dark witch.... they were fools who simply hadn't taken the time to get to know the lovely creature that stood before him. Perhaps once upon a time he had thought of her as a snack, a prey he stalked for many moons. But now she was his treasure and he'd be damned if anyone lay hoof, fang or talon upon her.

"I would listen to your dark prophecies for days on end. Watching the light snuff from their eyes as you reveal the cold, harsh truth." he murmured with a shiver, fluffing out the feathers that had grown to be his own where there wasn't any before. He had already adventured too far once before and became cursed because of it. If Ravenna desired to find out the secrets to this darkness and if it were possible to control it, then he'd continue to search to the ends of the earth. After all, he was now stronger from the curse. Where he couldn't go before, he could now with the aid of owl's wings.

"My lovely nightmare, simply point the direction and I shall seek it for you. I can take flight in a fortnight, tomorrow.....even now." he cooed as he moved closer to her, speaking more quietly into that feathered mane and ears. "Simply give me the word..."
(252w)