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Post by ultimatefaker on Aug 16, 2008 12:51:45 GMT -5
Hooves tread over the land ever so carefully. This was her first day of freedom. Her nares filled with the air, while her orbits took in the site of the waterfall. She had never seen one before. This was a wonderfull day. Navias heart filled with joy and she let out a whinny of happiness. As she came closer to the fall, she lowered her mouth to the water to take in the taste. She had never tatsed free flowing water before, it was much sweeter than that from a bucket. She raised her head with a whinny, then returned it to the water. Her tail flicked the air in a happy easy-going kind of way. Her purple paint shone in the odd sunlight. When she had her fill of the free flowing wather, she shook out her coat, before lifting her upper half off the ground in a beautiful way only a equine could pull off. She was happy as could be, no care in the world, especially no worry of anyoe coming apon her. She moved away from the wather and let her lips trail across the rich grass. It tickled them, and she replied by ripping them from thier roots and eating them happily.
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 4, 2008 12:43:48 GMT -5
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Shut your eyes
It had been a while since i had spoken with anyone, even my love, Ava. I had often seen Taya, my only daughter wandering about the Forgotton Valley, home. home? could it really be? With equines fading in and out, i had no idea what was going on with anything, my young body itching to run back to my mother and father. But my mind telling me i had so much to look out for, so much responsibility. I couldn't run away from fate.
Twitching my muscles, underneath my pelt of pure black, i snorted, the loud gushing and crashing of the waterfall that surrounded me was somewhat peaceful. I had discovered this place, only a few days ago, i knew Dekera Falls very well, although, never, had i ventured near the waterfall, only to discover that there was a whole new world behind it. A few caves, a small ledge, of dry sand, which i had been resting on.
Dipping my crown down to the floor, i drank, the icy liquid was like searing pain as it ran down my throat. My head shot back up and i gulped in air. This winter was unusally freezing. What was coming to this world? different seasons, the weather had changed so quickly, there was barely time to take a second glance.
I shook off a few snad particles that rested on my pelt, as i heard a sweet whinny outside of the waterfall, a voice i did not reconise. I smiled, and walked through the knee deep water to the entrance of the waterfall, taking a deep breath then walking under the thundering water. It hurt my ears, and my back, i jumped through, and up onto the side of the bank, snorting in despair and shaking most of the water particles off my figure.
Eyes glanced over at the other side of the bank, there was a sweet dun mare, and with what, purple markings? asif painted on. It took me back, i snorted lightly, and trotted around to her. Hello dear, sorry if i startled you by pouncing out of the waterfall like that. I am Montè. May i know your blessing? wow, the first words i had spoken in such a long time.
I was itching to go back to The Forgotton Valley, and to take another back with me? it would be fantastic! I lowered my crown a little to show her some respect.
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Post by ultimatefaker on Sept 4, 2008 23:13:53 GMT -5
Ears perked on the femoreas head as she heard the sound of something crashing through water. She looked up to see the large brute plummit out of the water, and onto the shore. She arched her neck a little at the aproaching horse. She had never met a wild stag before. Never met a wild horse period. Only the ones in the field. The small, small field.
She watched as the brute walked to her, and lifted a front leg, shifting the wieght from her front to her back pillars. She was unsure of what to say to the brute, untill he spoke himself.
"Monte, Lord no you did not startle me, just caught my attention is all." She said with a very shy smile, backing up a tad as he neared. "Im Navia." She said, tucking her head into her chest like an Arabian would in a show, though, those did not exsist at this time. She raised a leg again, shifting weight from the back left, to the back right. She did this a lot when she was nervous.
"Might I know what this place is called? And where you are from?" She asked placing her foot back on the ground, while bringing her face down to nip at a fly that had landed on it.
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 5, 2008 3:50:24 GMT -5
m o n t è
And sing to me
My harks fickered towards her, pinned forward, almost, the sound of anothers voice, it was so different, so deafening. I smiled at her, somehow, that was relaxing. I took a step toweards her, curious, noticing her weight shifting numerous times, a sure sign she was nervous or uncomftable with my presence. Sweet fae, do not worry, i am not here to hurt you in any way, just to make friends, no harm will come to you, please. Relax. I smiled at her, my tone was harmonic amost, friendly, irt held no threat towards her.
As she spoke of her blessing, i nodded my crown, and arched my neck, stretching, in a way only arabians could, bumping my chin against my chest. It is a plesure, Navia. I extended my neck, out to her, to touch her. then i spoke again This is Dekera Falls, Navia, a place where loner mares come to find a home, I, am from the forgotton valley, my own land, there, i am king, with a small family. Although, i have not seen them for some time now. I spoke, my voice shook slightly as irecalled many memories of Ava and Taya, my love, and my daughter. My face saddened, but then i snapped back to reality, and smiled at Navia
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Post by ultimatefaker on Sept 6, 2008 15:38:31 GMT -5
Her ears swiveled to listen to his words and she shifted whieght again. "I have no reason to fear you, you are one like me, except, you are of wild blood." SHe said swetly, bringing her mouth down to her hoove again nipping at it to relieve the itch. Her skin twitched on her hind end as a fly landed on it, walking around on her purple markings. She used her tail to slap at the pesky fly, trying to shoo it away.
She watched the brute as he had spoke, and now just looked him over. He had a nice build, and was clearly of high rank, like he just stated as the thought left her head. He didnt say, but she assumed he would be taken. Her head dropped for a moment, sheking out her mane, before bringing it up and shifting her weight back to her front feet, curling her left hind hock to rest on the tip of the toe.
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 9, 2008 3:30:01 GMT -5
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Think of somewhere
As she spoke, my harks swivelled, then dopped a little, you are of wild blood.. What? what did she mean? I cocked my crown to the right a little, showing my confusion. Sorry, i don't understand. You are not a wild equine? I shok my crown, black tassles spilling over my green tinted eyes.
How could a tamed equine survive in the wild? So used to food, water, warmth of a stable. In the harsh lands of Midnight Acres, where slavery, battles and murders were part of the everyday lifestyle. I snorted in disbelief This couldn't be true, could it? But if it was, surely this sweet fae could not survive on her own, especially this season, where winter brought the harshest of weather. As if on cue, small flakes began to fall from the sky, rap[idly getting heavier.We had to get out of here. Excuse me for rushing you madam, however, it is not safe to stay here with this storm coming on fast, will you allow me to lead you to my lands? Where there is, luckily, food, water and shelter. It is safe there. I do not class any other place in these lands, safe.
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Post by ultimatefaker on Sept 25, 2008 18:59:20 GMT -5
The fems ears perked, her previose statement gone ignored, as did his question. All of which was lost in the snow. She looked up then back down to the brute. "So you have a fine lean-tp then?" SHe spoke her eyes full of an innocent happiness. She could barely sit still now, her skin twitching at every snowflake that dotted her dun coat. Even with the wet that now covered the ground, Her purple paint stayed bright. "I will go." She spoke, looking up once more, a bit worried this time. She was not used to the harsh cold of the outdoors.
ooc: Guess whos back? Nah na na na.... lol
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 26, 2008 3:16:19 GMT -5
great, i'lmake a post at Forgotton Valley *squeezes* i missed you!!
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