As soon as they made it to the park, Var rushed passed him and into it, spinning in the green grass before falling and giggled. The world spun above him as he lay sprawled, getting a little wet from the forming dew. He giggled and rolled so he was on his stomach, and rubbed his face into the earth.

His back rose with a deep breath as he inhaled, smelling the scents of home. It was still clouded by the iron, but sweet nature mixed in. "Come dance with me!" he called, getting to his feet and running to the Kelpie, taking his hands and pulling him closer before trying to spin around with him. He had long since forgotten his fear of upsetting him again.

Nin blinked rapidly, watching him roll around in the dirt. That's unsanitary, things the mud-beast. Whatever thought process Var, mud, and water was about to produce was brought to a screeching halt as he was jerked into 'dancing'.

His entire arm tingled, and it was Var's fault. He could feel the numbness clinging like vines, the strange tingle of 'sleeping limbs'. The spinning almost made him dizzy, and he made a protesting noise as he went teetering off to the side.

Var let him go when he veered to the side, and he gently reached to grab him in case he fell, only to trip and collapse on top of him. He fell in the heap in a fit of giggles. He was too tired from spinning to get off, so he went limp.

"I'm sorry, Nin, but I'm having too much fun." he apologized for the spinning, then after a couple moment, rolled off and panted, looking up at the sky. "Thank you....For taking me out here. I enjoyed trying meat, and seeing the dock, and now seeing this park." Though, they had the theater left, and he wanted to see that to, but he just hoped he'd offer, first.

Nin remained quiet for some time, attempting to regain control of his mental processes, that seemed to have scattered by close proximity. His fingers curled and released the grass he could grab, before he managed to remember to breathe. In, out, in, out. He blinked slowly, then sat up with a heavy sigh and ran his hands over his face.

"You're welcome. However, I'm wary. We shall head back to my river." After a brief, uneasy glance as his counterpart, the kelpie stood and started swiftly, without him, towards the park gates. "Come."

Var watched his new master as he was in his daze, and it made him curious. He rolled onto his side, watching the tendons in his hands ripple beneath the skin as he grabbed at the grass, then release. It was an odd gesture that Var couldn't understand, and so his light brows furrowed.

"What's bothering you?" he asked then, sitting up as well, though he stayed sitting even as the kelpie walk without him. "Did I do something wrong?" Oh dear, he shouldn't have fallen on him. He scurried to stand and raced to be by Nin's side, and he stared at his face with soft eyes, trying to figure out what he did wrong. But he didn't expect an answer, so he just uttered a very small "Yes, sir." and followed him back to the forest in shorter strides and thus falling behind.

Once the boy had made an attempt to be at his side, he would slow down occasionally to await him, before continuing on normally. His everything tingled, and it continued to bother him; what about the boy was so electric? Was his diseased? Probably, they're seelie, he mused to himself. That made him laughed, and he shoved his hands into his pockets. Damn. I've been infected with butterflies and sparkles.

The question was ignored for a while. Not so much ignored though as mulled over without haste, until, near the tree line, he came to an answer. "You bother me in strange ways," he said it slowly, as if he expected to have his voice catch in his throat from lying. "I can not decide if it is detrimental."

(Hey, now. Don't diss the butterflies.....and sparkles...butterflies are bad ass mo fo's! Which reminds me I need to upload mah video to the youtubes.)



As their walk progressed and the silence persevered, he knew, or at least he thought he knew, that Nin wouldn't answer. He side in frustration and picked at his skirt, not having pockets in which he could shove his hands like Nin did, and so tightened his fingers into the white skirt and held them there.

They made it to the forest and Var looked around, moving ever so closer to the kelpie for an odd sense of protection. The forest was spooky at night, and although Nin was one of the main reasons for his fright that first night, Nin was also a shield. He didn't expect the answer, and yet was puzzled by it as it was given.

"I bother you?" he repeated, sounding somewhere between offense and puzzlement. He scoffed audibly and rolled his eyes. "I'm not some bug." he retorted, arms going at his hips as they usually did when he was ruffled. "If I am such a bother, then let me return home..." It was a logical piece of advice, wasn't it?

(XD It's Nin. He likes his mud and algae? XD
YOUTUBES?)

Nin scoffed, crossing his arms and wove through the trees. He had his mind set on his knot hole, to hide his 'wallet' and such in. "You are a bug, a sparkly bug." But the rest was again quietly mulled over, and he glanced at him once, twice while they walked.

He didn't answer again, until they did come upon the ancient tree with his glamored knot hole. His pockets were being emptied when he decided to speak.
"You are mine, little colt. I will not let anyone else have you. What is mine is always mine, I do not part with things."

(I made a video showing what I found under my bed, and well, I say butterflies at some point, so...yes, youtubes.
And Nin can suck on my hard cock, k-thnx)

With a set jaw and pursed lips, he rolled that around in his head a moment. Under his breath, he hissed, "And you are just an old mule.." but he didn't dare say it loud enough to be seen as defiant. He knew he'd be able to hear it, and he wanted him to.

Var leaned his short body against another tree as he waited, going on and on in his head about what he could be doing back at home, and how Nin wasn't a stud at all, but a stubborn old mule. All he was needed for was to get some woman off of his back, right? So why couldn't he just go home and be his own again? He'd be wasted there. "But I guess that is what he'd prefer." he thought aloud, not really realizing it.

(He'd probably bite it off. xD!)

"I am no old mule," he glanced at him, then, as a predator he was, slunk over to him with tilted shoulders. A strange fluidity washed over him, and he moved almost in water-like grace across the ground, pinning the little fae to the tree with a grin so close Var would feel his breath across his cheek. "...Shall I prove it, little one? Would you care to see what all I...want to do to you? Here? On this tree?"

(then....good thing it's a strap on XD)

"Could have fooled me!" Var looked back over at him, seeing the change. He did that a lot, it seemed. One minute he was calm and nonchalant, the next he was being slick and alluring. Which one was the real one, then? "You bluff....You can't drown on a tr--" He paused. What was it those little fairies had said before? Blast his horrible memory...

(XD! No pain no gain!
HI KISU. I KNOW YER LURKING NAO.)

Nin just grinned, leaning to brush his lips across his jaw. "I never said it involved you dying, love."
And with that, he pushed off and away from him, winding further into the forest towards his river.

(….Totally posting a lurkers post…

I <3 you guys!

-slinks back under water to lurk-

P.s. Shame I totally posted days ago!
^u^ )

(....I'm too sensitive to pain. A simple poke will leave my skin red and hurting for a good five minutes. when I was younger I was more tollerable, but high school comes around and bam, someone pokes you in the sides and you're off yelping like an animal....I hurt myself and made a noise, and someone said "Is there a cat in here?" I just glared at them trying not to laugh >.> And, er...yay lurking? -waves-)

It took all his self control not to violently shove him away. His nails dug into the bark behind him, and his skin prickled with the soft touch. Even though whatever it is he wants to do didn't involve death, he would much prefer it.

"Why are people like that?" he asked suddenly, following him. "If someone fights off another's advances, they keep trying. But if they give and obey, it's as if the threat isn't worth it, and thus they just walk away. Want something, you don't get it. Don't want something, it slaps you in the face." He didn't understand. It really was his own imagination, but it was still, none the less, something he would see happen back in seelie. A fae would be playing with one of the small human children, and they would pick and pick at them whenever they acted defiant, but as soon as they gave it, it was as if all the fun was lost. Which, seemingly, it was.

"Don't..answer that." It was more just word vomit, than a genuine question. It was late, he was sleepy, and he'd rather there be no more conflict. The two would go separate ways, Var on his makeshift bed, and Nin in the security of his dirty wet abode.

(-flings lurker cookies at the Kisu-)

Nin just chuckled, tucking his hands into his pockets and craning his head back to look up at the familiar canopy as they walked. He could answer, and say 'no, the fun wasn't lost. Im just not that interested.' But the words caught in his throat, and burned like lies. That made him frown, grimace almost at the leaves.

The moon was high when they got back to the river. Kaudron was on Var's shoulder in a flash, giggling and playing with his hair.
"You look so pretty!"
The change from man-to-horse was slower, and progressive. It was as if the shadows became a part of him, covering the man, warping it, stretching and adding, growing it until from them the great, mossy Stallion bobbed his head and strode strong towards the waters edge. Watch my ward, Kaudron.
"Of course, Sir!"

The little fairy was a welcomed sight, and he glanced down at his without knocking her off with his face and smiled. He looked down at the skirt and ruffled it a bit, feeling the breeze rush up. "I like flowy things, so I suppose if I like it, then I must look good?"

He watched as the tall man turned into a great and terrifying beast mule. "It's not as if I can go anywhere!" he called, hands on his hips once more. He snorted and turned his body half way away, nose upturned and arms crossed. "Tch, he's so....." Seductive, cool, alluring...."frustrating." that was the only insulting word he could think of that would be true. With a short sigh, he sad down on the soft moss and leaf bed, curling up and picking at his hair.

"How can I make him bored of me, Kaudron?" His voice was small, like a child's. He grew sullen and stared off into space and thought. He hated having so many different feelings. Life was simple when it was just play time and happiness twenty four seven. Now he had to feel doubt, and confusion. "I don't like Unseelie....Too...." he couldn't think of a mature word.

(I....Didn't...post this morning??? o.o But..I......=-=)

Kaudron shrugged, nesting near his head as he laid down. "You look great, by the by. And...it's hard to do," she seemed to pick her words carefully, toying with strands of the boy's hair and looking up at the sky. It was as though she gathered invisible answers from untouchable rain. "When he finds a ward...such as you..." He loves them, in his own way, she completed mentally. "He protects them. And demands of them, but he isn't...bad. Well, not to his wards," she laughed softly. "But you should be flattered he's enjoying your company...selfish as he is, he does get lonely."

(RANDOM DELAYED:
Im the same way when my sides are poked, but I'm good for certain pains. Not for other pains.)

The flattery was enough to ease his mood, and he kissed a his finger before gently laying it against her head in an indirect kiss, of sorts. "I think you look divine every day." he told her, seeing it fit. He loved her colors, and her almost sisterly ways.

He had a hard time believing that he was being enjoyed. "I feel more like a chore than an enjoyment. What with the dinner and having to hold me close in precaution of keeping me out of the hands of another. And you've yet to see the way he acts when I touch him. He called me a bug, Kaudron...A bother. That's hardly enjoyment, on his part."

She giggled at the kiss, blushing and wiggling her hands around her head rapidly. "Nah nah nah, You talk nonsense. I'm just an insect." But, she crawled to lay down beside his head on her side and look at him, hand propping her tiny chin up. "And, he is a strange creature. It's just an excuse to hold you really close, I'm sure."

Var chuckled. "You, my dear, are one of the most brilliant and stunning insects I have ever seen." He smiled at her, feeling mostly content and merry now. That was a way he hadn't thought of trying to see it before, the excuse. "That.....oddly makes sense, somehow. He really is odd, I see that." But still....There shouldn't be a need for excuses.

A thought struck him and he rolled onto his back, looking up at the stars through the trees. He hadn't been able to see them in the park...he shook his head, getting back to his thought. "How far away is this ball, exactly?" he asked, turning his head only to face the glittering 'insect'. And his tail flickered in excitement when he remembered the dress.

She giggled and covered her mouth, rolling about adns ending sparkling dust in every which direction. "Well, it's soon, methinks...can't quite recall. Sometimes the dates change on a dime, you know, with the finicky way the court fae are. But they always tell him, Mister Nin. He's a strong force, they don't need him on their poor side, so close to the neutral zone." She nodded almost sagely. "And, of course he's odd. He lives at the bottom of a river, how social does he get down there?"

The fairy's giggle was quite contagious, and Var joined in, though he stayed still. His tail flopped around his leg, bobbying up and down. "What should I be worried about? I mean....What if I get separated from Nin for only a moment and someone tries to mess with me?" He knew he had asked that question before, but he needed to make sure.

"Maybe he should find another kelpie to keep him company, ya know?"

"Well...he's got you bonded," she nudged his ear gently. "No one would mess with you. And if they did, he'd know. Truuust me. And, finding other kelpies is a hard thing to do, you know?" She sat up and hugged her knees, then stood to scamper down towards his tail, to play with the little puff of fluff there. "I mean, they're not to social. They don't live to close."

The long ear flopped and twitched as it was touched and he giggled softly. When she went to his tail, he fanned it in her face, and would pull away from her to chase. "Does he like being a loner? Well, he has you and the other fairies, though..But what is there even to do down there?" What could possibly call him to stay underwater most of his life?

She squealed, chasing after the appendage most happily. "Whee! And...he enjoys living alone. My sisters and I aren't his only wards, but we're the ones who stick around and be appreciative. What he did to you he hasn't done before. You're just stuck here." She latched onto the puff with a 'huff', clinging and fluttering her wings. "I think he has a whole house down there. Like in one of those under water caverns."