}Unnamable[druid]

[`anntho]

radon

My chest swelled as I inhaled the still, dry air. This was my kind of atmosphere. Nothing too humid, nothing to cold, nothing to hot. Just warm, and clean. The warmth of the sand crept up my tendons, as I sunk into the grains slightly. Finally I exhaled in a heavy gust, a low hum fallowing the carbon out of my lips, but then dieing away as I began the travel across the dunes in search of an oasis. The imagine popped up in my minds eye; palm trees swaying gently as a light breeze shook through them, even the surface of the water quivered, breaking up the reflection of the monster that lingered above it.

A snarl flashed across my face as I shook the image away, letting reality flow back into my field of vision and soothe my nerves, a sweet voice suddenly fogging my mind. Now now my dear. Your not a scary monster, not in the least. Your just hurt..and misunderstood.

[/i] The ever-present voice carassed in a cooing note, as if it was to have hands it would stroke my muzzle in a comforting gesture. That wasn't what I wanted. I didn't need anybodies sympathy. Throwing my muzzle away from my chest I leapt into a full out run, blazing across the sands like my arabian ancestors would of. My pace didn't slow or faltered for a good half hour or so, only when I caught the scent of water did I slide to a sudden stop, change my direction and launch off yet again, like a bullet from a gun, but it was unneeded, soon enough, my toes touched the waters edge and I halted aburtly, gazing down into the sheet-glass surface, watching the deep, dark eyes stare back at me.
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{ PHOENIX
- I'm rising from the ashes.

The confusion was closing in on me, trying to clench every single ounce of oxygen out of my lungs and out into the open. I didn’t understand why he hadn’t come for me – why he wasn’t searching for me, wasn’t I worth just as much as his new prissy family? The only time he had even spoken to me was when I came to him; how could that be fair? He was my only family! Drops of liquid made their way down my bay cheeks and onto the hungry desert floor as the image of him flashed through my mind again and again. “I loved you daddy.. why can’t you love me too?” The question slipped past my lips and out into the open as a quiet murmur – my voice was once again childish and vulnerable as I stared at the horizon.

Why wasn’t I good enough for the world? The only one that seemed to accept me was my wonderful Grandmother and Grandfather; they had fostered me – cared for me while my father was waltzing around with his new Queen, his new family. I couldn’t understand why he had forgotten my mother that easily, hadn’t she been the perfect angel? Her image would forever be stuck in my mind – burnt into my sapphire orbs. She had been alive for a few minutes – or was it hours? But I found myself craving more – I wanted her back, the thirst for revenge burnt upon my tongue and instead of directing it at myself I blamed my father. “I hate you father” I spun around on my hind legs before galloping off further into the desert. I closed my eyes – desperately trying to forget his haunting face, his ugly features and his lying words. I galloped for what seemed like hours through the never-ending desert before I spotted a grey figure standing alone at an oasis. “Riku?” I called out as I approached the grey silhouette slowly. I edged closer to the stallion – until I realized his coat was a lot darker than Riku’s light one. “Oh, I’m sorry – I thought you were Riku” I apologized to the hellion. His face seemed pained – confused, or perhaps both? I felt my bay ears tip forward as I studied his appearance. “I’m Phoenix” I introduced myself in a curious tone as I continued to stare at the grey stallion. [/color][/size]

[`anntho]

radon

My attention wandered, the quiet of the desert taking its toll. This was everything I needed. Time away from my duties as a warrior, and Black Lake. I couldn't go back to Taunting Marshes either. Thing's were just to bleak. Yarraman gone, and Sohalia busy with her little child, then there was Iodine. A stubborn colt she had called me. A hiccup of laughter bubbled out of my chest as I remember my exact response. I'm not stubborn. I'm a machine, trained and tuned for one thing, something that can never be changed. Another burst of laughter left me and I pulled away from the oasis to come face to face with another equus.

Riku... The name dripped out of my mouth. No, I was no king. Never had the makings to be one. Exactly like my Father had told me. Your too solitary. Too different. Too much of Adelina in you. I snorted again, covering the random outburst of laughter that would have issued from my lips. I was remembering everything today, and it was all making me laugh more than I had ever before, but it wasn't true laughter, not at something humerous, it was at something ironic. No..I'm not Riku. Name's Radon I countered to her after she had finished by giving me her own name. Phoenix..The name was rather unique, sorta like her. My gaze fell across her as I realized the truth of my own thoughts. It wasn't everyday that you saw an arabian with her markings.

My stride brought me closer to her as my face fell into an emotionless mask. This is what I was trained for. Protecting myself and others. As I passed by her shoulder my eyes roved her carcass. She was clearly related to Riku and his queen, but there was something else she carried in the petite little frame of her's, some other royal bloodline. I couldn't bring it to the front of my mind who. Carefully I stepped around behind her; she could kick if she wanted to, I guess I'd just continue my inspection around her with a limp then. I brushed past her opposite shoulder, looking her full in the face as I came back to rest infront of her, the mask falling away and a brow quirking upwards, an amused expression coming forth on my lips. So your Phoenix, eh? Can't say I've heard alot about you.

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{ PHOENIX
- I'm rising from the ashes.

I continued to let my gaze linger upon the steel hellion, taking in his expression – his haunting eyes that appeared to be just as curious about life as myself. Bay frame tensed slightly as laughter rose from his throat, but it wasn’t happy – it actually seemed kind of sad? I wasn’t exactly sure and it didn’t really matter because soon enough he turned towards me – our searching orbs clashing together in perfect harmony for a second or two. Radon, an interesting name really – but so was mine, perhaps his had some kind of message too? My parents – Jaliya and Riku – believed me to be the incarnation of my mother because I was like her in any way; other than my personality when the rage inside bubbled over. My mother had been a sweetheart – according to everyone she would never have even hurt a fly, compared to me who wanted to kill my own father! Hmf. Bay nostrils flared slightly as an annoyed snort passed by and my expression changed from neutral to sulky – until. Sapphire orbs widened as the silver hellion approached me with an emotionless mask slipped on, where was his emotions? Was he an enemy? Fear spread throughout my bodice as I sized his larger frame up. “Wha - ?” I cut myself off as he continued to walk past me and instead started to circle me; what on earth was he doing? Curious eyes along with my alert ears followed him around me as he sized me up, what was his motive? I blinked several times as he stopped in front of me – our eyes clashing once again. “Uh..” Truth to be told I was out of words – and I was never out of words! What kind of wizard was he? I eyed him cautiously from top to toe; was he an enemy of my father – surrogate or real? Why was I so entranced by him? Hazel nose wrinkled a little. “Not much to tell really – I am my family’s black sheep” I informed the stoic stallion in a casual tone before continuing. “On both sides” I added the last part in a slightly sulky tone; I didn’t want to be a charity case – I wanted to be accepted and loved, not betrayed and cast away like my mother! Hmf. “I’m the daughter of Einjeru and Intrepid – the forbidden child” Ironic really; I was the forbidden child who wasn’t hated by everyone – only my own father! I mean come on, can life suck more? Probably not. I found myself wishing sometimes that my mother would have just chosen another path, she deserved so much better than that murderer! She loved him and he coldly left her, when she needed him the most, damn bastard. I didn’t realize I had shifted my bright eyes to the horizon before the harsh sunlight burnt my eyes and I immediately jerked them back to the larger male. “So, where do you live slash come from? I haven’t seen you before I think?” Way to go Phoenix! Not! I absolutely sucked at keeping conversations going, but for once I actually tried – this unknown Radon seemed quite interesting and hopefully he wouldn’t tire of me easily. [/color][/size][/font]

[`anntho]

radon

My amused expression was still plastered on my face as she told my about herself. My face fell as I heard who her parents were. I only knew Intrepid, and he wasn't the friendliest horse in the world. Him and his little hissy fits were enough to make anybody want to hide in a thorn bush. Me? I wasn't born here. I answered in a bored voice as I shifted my weight backwards to rest on my haunches. My homes not that far though. I was born and Dad chased Mom off. I was raised by him. I continued, my eyes suddenly sliding out of focus and gaining a glassy sheen as I relived my own past. He wanted me to be the next king. I said No and left. I came here and met Cocaine, me and her got along alright. She took me home to Yarraman and he trained me. I became one of the perfect weapons. I murmured in an airy voice; my out of focus eyes staring off over her head into the distance. My neck arched lightly as I came back down to earth, shaking my head violently, before looking at her again, my expression torn. Then she was stolen by Riku and she became pregnante. I don't blame Riku though. She was a pretty mare after all, and the daughter of his enemy. He can keep her now, she doesn't hold interest for me anymore, though. Not after what she did. I finished softly, my neck relaxing as I gave a heavy sigh. I leaned forward off of my haunches, letting my head drop towards the sandy floor, my muzzle resting in the grains as I tried to recompose myself. It didn't work out and so I gave up, looking back up to her slowly. I wouldn't let your Dad worry you though. They all seem to hate there kids that aren't good enough.

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