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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Jul 21, 2009 17:31:30 GMT -5
Vodka
Vodka looked behind her to see if her mother, father, or any other herd members were following her. If they caught her she would be in huge trouble. It was early in the morning and she figured she might be able to sneak out without her parents catching her. Her mother was pregnant now, so she couldn't play and her dad was always too busy and she needed someone to play with. She hoped to find another foal to play with her, even though she was two years of age, she wasn't an adult yet. She let out a whinny as she threw her head in the air and shook it wildly in the air.
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Post by Vel on Jul 22, 2009 11:13:54 GMT -5
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Do you want to play a game? The colt trotted into the land, looking for new mares, fillies, his age that he could bring back to Valle Nera di Morte to make Aro's herd grow. As much as he hated to admit it, he liked Aro much better than Quixtant, the old ruler of the land. Quixtant had been like his uncle, but once he died, Jigsaw didn't care. Aro then came along and took over the herd, that was who he liked better, mostly because Aro gave him the position of warrior, something Quixtant probably never ould have done knowing that the colt was only two years of age.
That was another thing, Jigsaw's age. He had only been alive for two summers now, but he looked to be at least four or five summers of age. He was just so tall and muscualr, like both of his parents. His father, Masquerade, had been a large, strong stag who had since left the herd. His mother, Jeannie, was also quite tall. She too had left the herd with his twin sister Champagne. Although he didn't know where they went, he never saw them leave. To him they had both vanished without a trace one day. He had seen his father leave, chasing after some stupid mare.
His father, the playboy, was always chasing after mares. In his herd alone, Jigsaw had two half siblings, and he was more than sure that he had other half brothers and sisters in other claimed lands, and probably some in unclaimed lands with their mothers. It wouldn't be hard to spot them after all. All of his father's offspring had one common marking, a mask that covered half of their face, usually on the left side, but as with him and his sister, he got the ivory mask on the left like his father, and Champagne had gotten it on the right. He always found that a little bit funny.
The colt stopped in his tracks as he heard a whinnny. The voice sounded young, around his age. It also sounded feminine. That was a bonus. Maybe he could fin her and bring her back to the herd. Jigsaw had already succeeded in bringing a filly a year older than himself into the herd. His mind wandered to Bellatrix for a moment and wondered what she was doing in Aro's vast land. It didn't really matter though.
Jigsaw broke into a trot and he scanned the landscsape for any sign of this equine. It didn't take long. Within a few second he saw her. She was beautiful. He let out a whinny. It probably sounded deeper than a two year old colt. He halted then, looking at her, waiting. |
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Jul 22, 2009 13:34:16 GMT -5
Vodka
Vodka continued to prance around in the newly found land, she felt so free. She didn't have to hear her parents fight, and her poor mother would soon have another foal. Her father probally wouldn't even care she was missing, but her mother might.. but she was going to have another foal so then she probally wouldn't worry her. Taking in a deep breath and sighing the filly looked out at her surroundings.
The filly heard a noise coming from behind her, why it was another equine, a stag and he looked to be about three or four. She didn't know if she should run, or stay, did he mean to harm her or not? She started having second thought about coming her alone, and it was too late for anyone to help her now. She took a few cautious steps closer to the unknown stallion and called out ' Hello, I'm Vodka ' A hint of confusion and fear could probally be detected in her voice.
The sun was about to rise over the purple colored mountians that surrounded the Valley, and it was a beautiful sight. She wondered why she had never seen this place before, then she wondered where am I? She looked around her and tried to figure out which way she came from and how she would get back. Maybe the colt that would know where she was. ' Where are we ? ' She asked cocking her head slightly to the side.
It was so different to be away from her parents, she was so used to always being supervised and never being able to do anything.. fun. Although she was a little frightened and confised she loved the freedom. She didn't want to return home now, not after seeing everything there was out here, and there was probally so much more for her to see, she just couldn't go home.
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Post by Vel on Jul 24, 2009 11:06:31 GMT -5
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Do you want to play a game? The colt watched the filly. She seemed rather aprehensive about coming toward him. Was she a Light? Jigsaw hoped she wasn't. Lights were the most obnoxious things on the planet. Even if she was, they were easy to have power over, so he would just take her back to Valle Nera di Morte anyway. Aro would be pleased with him bringing in new herd members while he was away on special 'business'.
The filly came closer to him with tentaive steps. Why was she acting like he was going to harm her? His auds flicked as she greeted him, telling him that her calling was Vodka. "Ello Vodka." he said, glancing around the area. "I am Jigsaw." he told her, his smooth, deep lyrics flowing out into the cool air like a poison.
Jigsaw followed the filly's gaze to the sun that was peaking over the mountain tops. Sunrise anywhere in this land was beautiful, especially here in Belle Valle. His gaze returned to the filly when she asked where they were. Jigsaw gave her a confused a look and replied in an equally confused voice. "Why, we are in Belle Valle." Why didn't she know where she was? Oh! She could be a new horse on the isle that had washed up on shore.
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Aug 7, 2009 18:01:46 GMT -5
Vodka Vodka watched the sun rise from behind the purple Mountains and a strange quietness filled the Valley, A deathly silence. Vodka repeated the colts name over in her Head as if try it out, to see if it fit, or to help her remember it. She knew what this place was, this is where many equines came to be claimed and taken to live in a new herd, why he probally thought she needed a new home, but no she had a home with her mother and father back in her land.
A soft Sigh escaped her lips as she stared out into the Distance, Now what should she do? Was it to late to go home? Where was Home? The petite female stepped closer to the colt, the only other equine around, he probally wished to take her to his land, to his leader. What would she be used as? a Brood? A Slave? Just another Member? Why She couldn't imagine being a brood mare like her mother was! It was a joke, and absolutely horrible job! Her mother was such a slut, she was disgusting!
She suddenly didn't care whether she returned home or not, it surely couldn't be any worse. She pranced up tp him and looked him in the eyes ' Show me your herd.. ' Her eyes were filled with eagerness and she longed for something better then the life her mother had, there was a hunger in her eyes something was missing in her life and she would find out what. She stamped her Dagger impatiently and left a hoof print in the soft earth beneath her hooves.
She would Miss Her Father though she Rarely got to see him, maybe after A While she Could Return and get to know him better. Maybe she could find out why her mother Stayed and was treated the way she was. She was no more than a slave, that was all she would ever be. ever. But Vodka wanted to make something of herself and she would, or she would Die Trying.
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