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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Jun 6, 2009 12:32:02 GMT -5
How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well. A white body stood out among the green grasses of Belle Valle, though, the multi-colored mane and tail threw off the creature's body. If one were to look closely, they'd see that the creature skirting the area was a horse; a stallion to be more precise. Flicking his tail behind him slowly, the stallion exited the shade of the trees, and brought up his head. Nostrils flared, as brown eyes looked around. There wasn't anyone else in these lands that looked familiar to him, or even had the same heritage he had. He could determine these things just by looking at a horse now-a-days. Too many mortal horses over-running Isola. Flicking his ears back slightly, the white stallion ventured further into the grassy meadow, multi-colored tail flicking behind his large body.
Hooves sent up small plumes of dust, and he tilted his head as a bird flew up into the air before him. Flaring his nostrils, Marut lowered his head, nipping at the green grass beneath his hooves. A soft breeze suddenly whipped around him, and he smiled. There wasn't any other breezes within Belle Valle, so he obviously created it. He was, as his markings could've told a native Isola horse, an Era. A Wind Horse. Flicking his tail behind him, he continued his grazing, not really minding his solitary existance. There weren't many Era anyways. They were all killed in wars of the past.
characters spent - 1,663
character used - MARUT
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jun 6, 2009 13:04:20 GMT -5
Alizée [/color]
Time After Time,
I Can't See The Signs;
Do All These Roads lead me Back to You?
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Milky gray orbs watched the ghosty-colored stallion from the shelter of the trees. The breeze seemed only bound course to him, the way it neglected cooling down the rest of the place as it scourched in the heat of the sun. The stallion seemed dispointed that he saw no other Era like him. Hmm, I guess he doesn't know how to look.
A strong turrent of wind rushed through the trees, rattling the branches violently as a creamy white vixen stepped out of her hiding place. At first glance you'd think she was dead; in a shade of brown her whole skeleton was traced out, skull and all. But at close inspection, she was clearly breathing. The living dead, is what some called her, but she did not mind; she sort of liked it. Her auds pricked on the crest of her crown as she continued to study the Era stallion, nares flaring lightly.
Alizée waited by the cover of the trees; if the stallion wished to speak, he can walk to her. White banner flicked along her rump, mane billowing in the turrent of wind she was creating, the howling of the trees behind her starting to die down.
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Jun 6, 2009 13:27:19 GMT -5
How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well. Feeling someone watching him, Marut lifted his head from the ground, and turned his head to look at the mare. Eyes caught the markings, and he smiled slightly. Another Era! Snorting, he flared his nostrils and turned, watching her closely. Her body was more marked than his own was, his mane and tail only holding the colors that were so common among the Era. Taking a few steps forward, he nickered to her. "Why, hello," he said to her as he approached slowly, his tail swaying behind him still.
characters spent - 981
character used - MARUT
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jun 6, 2009 17:46:49 GMT -5
Alizée [/color]
Time After Time,
I Can't See The Signs;
Do All These Roads lead me Back to You?
[/color][/left]
The Era vix smiled at the stallion as he approuched, greeting her. She bobbed her crown twice to him in acknowledgement, blinking her gray orbs a few times. "Hullo there," she replied to him, taking in his features at the closer look. She flared her nares, registering his scent. "I would ask you what you were doing here, but I suppose I'd have to answer the same question," she said, tilting her crown a little.
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Jun 6, 2009 19:46:12 GMT -5
How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well. Smirking and nodding at the mare, Marut flicked his ears forward. "Aye, that would be the case, I guess. Though, since you are questioning it. I am here because I have not found any other Era, besides you and I. A mere wanderer. How about yourself?" His tail slapped his hindquarters slightly, and he shook his multi-colored mane. "Oh, how rude of me. I am Marut. Pleasure to you meet, miss." He dipped his head politely.
characters spent - 925
character used - MARUT
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jun 6, 2009 20:19:59 GMT -5
Alizée [/color]
Time After Time,
I Can't See The Signs;
Do All These Roads lead me Back to You?
[/color][/left]
Alizée nodded. "Pleasure is all mine, sir Marut, my name's Alizée. I'm here for the same reason you are," she told him, auds pricking in curiousity. "I'm sure there's more Eras around this Isle somewhere," she said, taking a look around. "After all, did you see the size of this place?"
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Jun 6, 2009 22:36:07 GMT -5
How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well. "Well. Maybe there are more Era's within Isola. I have lived here for quite some time, seeing my fair share of different horses. I stay my distance usually. Your markings and the way you controlled the wind are what drew me to you." He tilted his head slightly, flicking his ears. He hoped that didn't sound a little stalkerish. Smiling ever so slightly, the stallion's eyes went up to the skies, a slightly cloudly day. Rain, possibly? He didn't mind the rain, just .. wish it wouldn't rain right now. Not when he didn't want to seek cover. Flicking his tail once again, he shifted his hooves, almost side-stepping.
characters spent - 1100
character used - MARUT
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 7, 2009 9:25:38 GMT -5
Anemone [/color][/right][/font] The wind horse flicked her beige and white tassles, sighing. She nickers, deep gold eyes seeing the other stallion and mare. Trotting up to them, her obvious markings show she's a wind horse. 'i'm anemone, full of the wind herd.' she recites, soft, delicate vocals reaching the humid summer air... [/color][/blockquote] all my stripper friends and all my ex-boyfriends
we all want the same thing [/color][/font][/right] Not much muse. |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Jun 7, 2009 13:03:58 GMT -5
Alizée [/color]
Time After Time,
I Can't See The Signs;
Do All These Roads lead me Back to You?
[/color][/left]
The bone-etched vixen nodded. "I suppose my markings would attract your attenchion. Most think I would below to the Death Herd though." She shrugged her shoulders lightly, following his gaze to the stormy-looking sky. She shook her mane and flicked her auds at the sound of an approching horse, and turned to see a mare, who told them her name and that she was an Era. Alizée nodded to her. "Hello Anemone, my name's Alizée," she told her politely.
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