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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 25, 2009 21:45:24 GMT -5
The brightly coloured vixen trotted into the land couriously. She had heard this was for firehorses. A volcano... She smirked. The right place for her. She stopped and approached the small stream, drinking deeply. The water was unsurprisingly warm. When she was finished, the small vixen nickered quietly, her voice charmingly femine....[/color]
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Post by Vel on Jan 25, 2009 21:48:31 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
The ashen rose stag had come to land of his ancestors. He was the rightful owner of this land, it was in his blood. Aiden was part of the 'royal family' as any of the Fire erd called it. He had the blood of every Fire Lord before him coursing through his veins. This land was his.
Aiden had known that other Zunden would find their way here eventually. It was ust a matter of time. After anough came, he would work with them to regain control of Isola Dei Dei.
Aiden had been contently grazing in dying shrubbery, when he felt the presence of another equine. Who ever it is better be one with Zunden blood. If not, they will be sorry that they wandered onto this patch of land. Aiden snorted an broke into a slwo trot, maw in the air to catch the scent of the other equine.
After a few minutes of seraching, Aiden saw afigure up ahead. He let out a snort and his trot became more powerful. As he grew closer, he could see that she had Zunden blood in her. If she wasn't a pure blood, she would be terminated.
Aiden halted several strides in front of her. "What are you doing here vixen?" he asked, an edge to his vocals. |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 25, 2009 22:01:42 GMT -5
The vix's bright blood-red tiara shot up like a rocket. Her bright, neon yellow optics stared at him, her ashen hooves picking up with alot of short strides. She came face to face, she was up to his nose, her auds at his nose... "I am of the purest Fire Herd, purest Zuden. I come to take revenge on my enemy's on the other parts of the island. I am Fire's Romance. Romance is my calling, master." came her small charming lryics. Her neon optics looked him over, the ruler of the Fireherd. "My Great-great-great grandmother was part of the royal family, I think that would be Heir, that she was the old heiress?" she c.ocked her tiara, ashen hooves shuffling in the ash..
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Post by Vel on Jan 26, 2009 20:11:17 GMT -5
Aiden
Son of the flame
Aiden eyed her a bit as she spoke. She said she was of pure blood, but one could never be sure any more, and at the rate she was delivering information about herself, mad him a bit catious. His intincts told him that she was one of his kind, but he still held a hint of doubt.
He stood stock still for a few minutes studying her. Fire's Romance was her calling. What have the names of the Zunden come to today? he thought. What ever happened to single, noble names? Oh well, its just the modern world I guess. I should be glad that her calling has something to do with fire.
"Well Romance, since you are of pure Zunden blood, and you are willing ot help our breed reign again, I should say welcome to the herd Romance." he said, flicking his ebony banner. "I am Aiden, the Fire Lord." he told her, giving her his calling and status.
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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 26, 2009 20:38:28 GMT -5
The vixen hissed, her neon optic turning dark. "They tried to take over, they killed my Mother. I know you want revenge. I- WE ALL want the island back into control." a hiss ripped from her throat. Her bright red body exploded into flames, burning all the grass around her. She burned for a few minutes, scorhing the earth. Magma spewed behind her. Finally, she was cooled down. "I'm sorry. I can't help when I get pissed..." she paced, hooves buning the grass. She stopped in front of him. "I thank you for letting me join. If you can stand my temper. I can never control my temper. And I have one helluva a temper..." she grinned. [Flirty little tramp... XD] [/color]
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Post by Vel on Jan 26, 2009 20:54:47 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
Why is she telling me her life story? I really don't care. Mine is almost exactly the same. Infact, I think all Zunden now days share the same life story. We have been out of power far to long. he thought as she spoke. It will be a rude awakening for all the equine on this isle when they learn of our extreme power.
Aiden stood motionless as she spontaniously combusted right in frnt of him. She really needs to keep her temper in check. Aiden snorted after she finished speaking. "Well you will have to try to control your temper. Only in the herd lands though. You may unleash it around any but our own kind. Plus it will draw a lot of energy from you, since I'm guessing you are young and still have a few things to learn about your powers."
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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 26, 2009 21:19:06 GMT -5
The vixen took a deep breath, her yellow optics shining. "Will it be ok if I explore my new home, Master?" she asked him. She c.ocked her tiara. "Energy? It never takes any energy from me that I've noticed.... Three.... Yes, my Father had said I had more powers than normal since I was from the royal family, but I'm not sure..." The mare turned in a circle, her pelt shining. She sighed. Has he no intrest in females at all? she wondered, eyeing him. She spoke her mind. "I noticed you must be a rather picky one. At my old herd it was forcing. I didn't care." she shrugged. "Alot of mares died. Itwas fun to watch." she mused...[/color]
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Post by Vel on Jan 28, 2009 19:30:56 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
The young vixen then asked if she could explore her new home. Aiden didn't change his exression as he answered her. "Yes, you may. If you need any assistance, just ask." he replied. There really wasn't any trouble she could get into any where in the alnd, so he figured she would venture around the whole thing.
His audits flicked as she spoke about using her energy. Aiden let out a snort and replied "Well, just be cautious. If you get angry enough, and if you ever over use your powers, you will loose energy very quickly." he said matter of factly, wanting to keep his newest member alive as long as possible.
Aiden looked away when he heard the call of some exotic island bird. His orbs remained searching the trees, until she started to speak once again. She was talking about how in her old herd, mares used to be forced all the time, and she enjoyed watching them die. Hopefully they weren't Zunden. Our kind are supposed to band together, not kill one another. Aiden thought. He didn't reply to what she just said, instead, he just looked at her.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jan 28, 2009 20:40:53 GMT -5
Aithne
Can You Stand The HEAT?
Orange orbs watched the two distant Zündens, radars flickering as little chunks of their conversation drifted over to it in faint words. Delicate nostrils flared in the dark dappled shadows of the trees, breathing in the warm and smokey air that was littered by the ash and gases issued out of the nearby volcano.
A dark blood-red vixen stepped out from in-between the dark trunks of the trees and tread on the black and ash-covered ground. She was on the shorter side, but she was a stocky and muscular, as if to make up for her lack of height. It seemed she had still black flames on her legs, and her pillars almost blended in with them. A faint breeze stirred her black banners, fumbling them with gently before setting them back down on her large neck once more.
Aithne walked over with her crown held high in dignity, her pillars picking up a bit as well. Her nostrils contiued to flare, registering their scents apon approuch. Soon she was only 20 or so feet away, and she stopped with a faint snort and shake of her head. "Hello, I presume we are all Zündens, am I correct?" came her voice, her radars swiveling.
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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 28, 2009 21:03:07 GMT -5
[ The vixen's hair rose on end, her muscels rigid. The bright orange vixe burst into flames, a small tremor of fire headed to her. A wave of fire hit her, a snarl rippled. Wait, was she another Zuden? "Who ar you!?" she snarled, beside Aiden. The vixen looked to him. "Zuden? I seriously need lessons on controling powers. I burnt.... Some grass.... Sorry Master..." she looked down, about twenty feet of grass was burnt. She moved away, bowing her tiara. Her black harks swiveled backwards embarrassedly. "I'll be going, Master. I'll see you later..." she trotted off, embarrassed.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jan 31, 2009 16:33:48 GMT -5
Aithne
Can You Stand The HEAT?
Aithne watched as the other vixen burst into flames as if to try and scare her, but all she did was snort as the flames echoed their image in her eyes until it died down again. Once green grass was now useless for food, shriveled and black. She had serious controlling problems. Apparently the bright colored fae realized that, and excused herself from the gathered three.
Aithne arched her eye-brows as Romance's form disapeared, shaking her crown in slight annoyance at her temper. "Best to burn the remains of the dead grass so more can grow," she mused quietly. Switching her attenchion to the stag that stood before her, she nodded her head in respect. "Call me Aithne, brute. I've come to join your herd, nothing less," her lyrics sang, her radars pricking forward as she awaited his response to her offer of membership.
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Post by Vel on Feb 1, 2009 0:59:14 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
Aiden rolled his orbs as Romance burst into flames once again. Won't she ever learn? Aiden shook his head as Romance excused herself from the group and walked off. Aiden then looked to the new vixen and replied "I'm very sorry about her. She can't seem to keep her temper in check."
Aiden let out a soft snort and nodded his head a bit in agreement as the vixen spoke about burning the remaining grass that Romance had just destroyed. "Welcome Aithne." he said with a slight bow of his crown. "I'm glad you have come to join. New members are more than welcome. Just let me ask one thing. Are you of pure blood?" Aiden looked to the vixen and waited for a reply.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Feb 1, 2009 11:43:23 GMT -5
Aithne
Can You Stand The HEAT?
The Fire Lord apparently was annoyed by the complication of the controlling Romance's fire powers by the roll of his eyes. He apologized for her behavior, and Aithne just nodded in acknowledgement, both to that and his agreement.
"Thank you, Fire Lord," she replied, lifting her right fore-hoof and bowing her crown low before putting her stocky pillar down and raising her fine head. Her orange orbs studied his ashen rose form carefully as he asked if she was of pure blood. She let out a disgusted snort, apparently offended. Ashy smoke puffed out of her flared nostrils, her ears flattening for a moment before going forward again. "Of course I'm of pure blood, would I be here otherwise? I would've killed myself long ago if I was a mutt," she spat with a sharp edge to her tone, stamping a front pillar against the burned plants. She then shook her head, the tips of her maw twitching in a half-smile, half-frown. "My apologies," she said in a lighter and nicer tone, adding a soft sigh. "Anyways, stag, you never told me your name. Or do you prefer me to just call you brute all the time?" she said while pricking her radars and arching her eye-brows, a smile tugging gently at the tips of her velvet maw.
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Post by sink on Feb 1, 2009 15:28:22 GMT -5
It's a complication of course. . .
The sable pelt of Rowtag was unseen in the ashes of his home. Well, New home, he should have stated. His daggered facaded was tossed proudly into the air, his deep set and bull dogged cavity was, as usually proudly showed. With each approaching breathe, as the stud neared the trio of zunden, the atmos darkened. An estimated five paces away, his breath held an ashy consistency, Hues of orange red flickered in his nares, and the dagger down the bridge of his nose glowed a brillant yellow.
Blood hues of a twisted crest trembled slightly as rowtag extinguished the flame in his maw. He was a pure zunden. A fire horse, and he would die one. He had missed the smaller horse, a filly no doubt, bursting into flames, but that was no big deal. It would probably happen again.
" Hello " the brute called, in his reedy vocals.Waiting his reply, he saw the land for what t was. A mass of ashes, volcanoes sprinkled the terra at random intervales. magma seethed under the ground waiting for its moment to come into the air. It could easily have been brought into the air by Rowtag, he could stamp the airs, and crack about the thin crust under him, though that would drain him. He wanted is energy for the fight that would come. " I'm ready to fight." He stated. Eager, for the fire herd to rein once again. He wasn't really concerned on looking over the other equines. No, he could tell from the breath in his lungs that one was a mare, the other, a stallion. Not just any stallion, the one the fire herd needed. The stallion from the royal lines. Yes, this was the fire herds time. Though he could tell another thing, he was taller then the other two. The royal stallion not so much, but the mare, he towered over.
Come play with fire, Rowtag
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Post by Vel on Feb 1, 2009 17:58:22 GMT -5
Aiden
The Fire Lord
Aiden smiled a bit as she bowed and swore that she was of pure blood. He agreed with her about killing if she were a half blood. The fea then asked him his calling. "They curse me Aiden, the last Fire Lord." he said blandly. He flicked his sooty banner and shook his crown. "I am glad you have come to join the herd. Our kind will rise to power once again, and you will be of great help." he said with a smile.
His audits twitched as he heard another equine in the area. He tested the air, finding it to be another stag. As soon as he turned around, a stag called out a greeting and said that he was ready to fight. Aiden smiled and said "Welcome." with a bob of his crown. "So you have come to fight? I'm guessing that you are of pure blood.: Aiden stated as he looked back to Aithne and took a step closer to the new stag. "My curse is Aide, the last Fire Lord. What is your calling stag?" he questioned.
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