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[Zealith]

Basic rules, you can't contridict what another person has already written, and you can't change your post after some one has added to the story. Written from her perspective please, and try to be literate.

Name: Lilika
Age: 17-19 ish
Gender: female
Setting: fantasy mediviel europe
Plot: she doesn't like the husband her parents picked out for her and is running away from home.

Lilika stepped into the hallway. No servants in sight, that was good. She nervously licked her lips. She wasn't sure that this was a good idea, but she didn't have any other options. She quietly slipped down the hall, listening for any one who might stop her. Despite her misgivings, she managed to get out of the manor without much trouble. "Hardest part is over." She muttered to herself as she leaned against the side of the building. Her exaltation at getting out of the house without being caught left her momentarily weak. Now, for step two.

She slipped into the stable, breathing in the familair smell of horse, sweat, and leather. She loved the stables, and she also knew the stableboy would be out courting tonight, so he wouldn't cause her any trouble. She made her way surely, even though the stables weren't lit. The sound of horses shifting and snorting was familair, and she relaxed farther in this place. She stopped at one of the stalls. "Here boy, it's me." She mumered to it's occupent. She reached into the stall and allowed the stallion to sniff her hand in recognition. "Sorry, no treats today." She said when he started lipping her hand. "Quiet now, please." She told him as she snagged his halter and lead him out of his stall. "Stand." She told him, giving him the camand to stay without her holding on. She swiftly saddled him, appologizing for taking him out so late at night. She led him into the courtyard, comferting her guilty feelings by reminding herself that she wasn't really stealing him, Pappa had given her him when he was born, and they'd never been seperated. The moonlight flooded the courtyard, Lilika had picked the night of the full moon, reasoning that they'd be able to move swifter if they could see where they were going. The moon light sparkled down on her stallion, lighting him up. His pelt was light, although not white. But what really shown was the mother-of-pearl horn that rose from his forehead. He was only half unicorn, his mother had been a ladies hunter, a fine mare, but ordinary.

[Oodles]

Lilika looked back at the manor she’d lived in since she was a baby. There was a slight chance she could come back and see it again, see her parent’s happy faces again. But, until that man went away she’d have to vanish from their lives. “What’s that?” She murmured to herself, her keen eyes had caught sight of the light of a candle coming towards her. Had someone seen her walking through the halls with the small bag of meager possessions she carried? Or had they seen her saddling her stallion? Well, which ever it was they weren’t going to catch up with her.
Clicking her tongue softly and tapping the flanks of the stallion beneath her, Lilika urged the animal forward at a hasty pace. Then once far enough away from unwanted ears, she encouraged the stallion to gallop out into the wild around the manor. There was no turning back now.