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Post by Wildfire on Aug 4, 2009 18:29:26 GMT -5
~Evadne~ Appearing as suddenly and suprisingly as Naunet had, yet another Nyfrio had found their gathering. Her appearance shocked her, she'd seen a coat pattern similar to that before, but it couldn't be. A Nyfrio's pelt was like a fingerprint, unique to each individual. It was impossible. She flashed back to her childhood, near to as far back as she could remember, but that was just talk. Her mother and her aunt, and the other horses that had escaped so long ago. Those tales couldn't be true. Yet, there stood a mare before her who made her question all she had believed for so long. She had to be mistaken, surely this mare would prove her wrong.
The femme's lyri broke through her consciousness. Evadne returned the greeting with a smile from cheek to cheek, Welcome Cascata, I would love it if you joined our herd. Brow was still slightly furrowed as she hadn't completely put her thoughts in the back of her mind. This was something she would have to clear up soon, for if the stories were true, then this mare was completely unaware of her parentage and her particular standing at the moment. A soft breeze caressed her brindled coat, a gentle push from her ancestors perhaps. A light sprinkle began to fall from the sky, coating the ground in a thin layer of dew. She relished the rain and its soft reminder of their great powers and position among the elementals. |
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Post by KatiieColours on Aug 5, 2009 17:29:33 GMT -5
Cascata [/color][/right] The young fae nibbled at her lower lip as the new Queen turned to face her, features riddled with shock, as if she thought the vixen looked strange, or recognised her. Weird. Cascata was 100% sure she'd never met the mare before, I mean, after all she would definately have remembered... unless it was before her memory mysteriously dissapeared? She shook her dainty head slightly, silky tassels swishing and flicking water from the ends, instantly absorbed by the soft soil. Her mind searched deep back to her past, rummaging through memories, none containing the Queens' face; it was as if there was a huge unbreakable wall in a dark dingy corner of her brain that held all the information she craved to know.
Cascata returned the smile a little shyly, again a little concerned when the mare furrowed her brow; was there something wrong? She didn't dare ask, so just stood there a little dazed, as some said with "her head in the clouds". A gentle breeze sauntered through the lands, carassing Cascata's soft glossy pelt, her lengthy tail flowing like a river. A genuine smile spread across her cute features as the rain began to slowly trickle from the heavens, toying with the rain so it clumped together and softly dropped to the ground, shaping it to a rabbit and watching it with deep blue orbs as it scuttled away, small teardrops of water spilling onto the floor. Cascata Muse~Okay Note~I thought maybe her ancestors could have had her mind tampered with by a time horse so it blocks her past memories in, and the only way she could remember is if the 'wall' is removed by a time horse.. totally up to you though  just a thought.[/color][/size][/font] |
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 10, 2009 17:06:03 GMT -5
actually that was pretty much what i was thinking too lol. i hadn't thought of the time horses, but i really like that! i had thought somehow she couldn't remember what had happened in her past. i love it <3
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 10, 2009 17:27:43 GMT -5
~Evadne~ It was apparent that Cascata had no clue as to who Evadne had been to her in the past. A mixture of confusion and wonder swirled in her mind. She was positive that the very mare who stood before her today had been someone very special to her in the past, a someone she had thought to be dead for years. How strange it was. Her mother had broken the news to her when she was still young, that a terrible accident had happened to her cousin, but she had never gotten any details. Later she could remember her mother and others whispering about the incident, but never allowing her to come anywhere near their talk. She had picked up some of it and could distincly remember them mentioning the time horses, but never what they had to do with what happend.
Around that same time, she remembered talking with the others her age and they all seemed to believe that one of us had been made to forget their very existence here and exiled from the place where the Nyfrio had sought refuge for years. She had believed that something that like could never have happened and vehemently refused to believe it when they told her the story. She merely passed it off as a scary story someone had created for the fun of it, never putting two and two together. But now, she was making the connection. It was too terrible to consider. If it was true, why had they done that?
Yet, there she stood, a ghost pulled from out of her memories. Her mind flashed back to all of the fun the two had had as foals. They had been practically inseperable. The news of her death had been hard on her. Optics studied the femme's face once more, and yet she was still completely sure that this was the same face. Her gaze fell to where she was shaping the drops of water that continued to fall from the sky and she watched as the rain-made rabbit scampered out of sight, and then lifted back up to meet her counterpart's azure pools. You don't remember me then? Lyri spoke softly, not wanting to scare her away because it was clear that Cascata looked as if she hadn't any memories of their past. |
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 24, 2009 20:47:57 GMT -5
katie are you going to reply?
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