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Post by sibber-chow on Sept 2, 2008 20:48:55 GMT -5
The dun looked to Lassan as he greeted her, and soon after his lyrics were introducing her to the group. She looked from River, to her foal, and then to the regal stag dubbed Night. Then, her eyes shifted back towards the Alpha mare. This mare felt no need to confront anyone unless the situation called for it, like what happened amongst her old herd. Regardless, now did not seem to be one of those times. River looked like she was well worthy of her position, and Indukala wasn't about to challenge her. Rather, she gave her a gentle bow, as well, she bowed to the little filly.
Lastly, she gave a bow to Night; this bow wasn't as far down as the one she had given the Alphas, but that was just because he was of a bit lower rank, though still higher than her. When Lassan walked her closer to the group she followed. "It is a pleasure to meet you all," she murmured gently, leaning her weight to her left side, her heritage granted muscles bulging slightly.
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Post by Magic on Sept 8, 2008 21:42:41 GMT -5
Not being one to act rude, the black stag gave a short bow in greeting. Rising up to all four's, he looked around, from River, to Shadow, to the dun essa, then Lassan. He coul greatly tell that she was timid. "Speak when spoken to." That sentence came to mind when he thought of the vix. Quiet. Breathing deeply, the Friesian took a step forward, still looking at Lassan.
Indeed, Night wanted to meet new equine, but this certain one made him weary. He hoped his River would soon speak. He wanted to greet her, but didn't feel like he should until his Leader's did so first. It was quite a silly thing for him to worry about. Bobbing his head once, he shook the thoughts out of hs head, and focused back onto the other's around him.
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Post by wildbrumby on Sept 9, 2008 22:19:20 GMT -5
River stepped up to the little dun mare, Indukala. She smiled warmly at her. "Welcome my dear." She said calmly. Her voice, unlike a usual mare's was much deeper than expected. Yet there was a femine tone to it.
Shadow, at her shoulder, stepped closer to the mare. Tilting her head to one side, she gave a little whickering greeting. Having her mother next to her gave her courage to move closer. "I'm Shadow!" She said brightly, as if it was the most important thing in the world. "And that big black stallion is Night! he's my friend. You should meet him. He is very nice!" Shadow looked over at Night as she said his name, then looked back to Indukala. She grinned at her. River smiled and nudged the filly's foal. "She is very curious. I apologize if she asked to many questions." River said to the dun, shaking her head lightly.
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Post by Vel on Sept 11, 2008 20:58:01 GMT -5
Lassan glanced to his warrior, who seemed to be keeping quiet as if waiting for river to speak. Lassan turned his attention to his lead mare and filly. River greeted Indukala and welcomed her to the herd. Little Shadow then walked up to Indukala and stated her name and introduced the quieter Warrior to the dun vixen. Lassan smiled as River apologised for Shadow's questioning. She sure was a very personable little filly, every thing Lassan could ask for. He moved closer to the trio. "Well Indukala, I see you have now met River and Shadow. Next you shall meet our Lead Warrior Crypt O' Night, or as he likes to be called Night." He motioned the large Friesian over to greet the smaller Mustang mare.
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Post by sibber-chow on Sept 13, 2008 15:55:06 GMT -5
Night's silence uneased Indukala a bit, her weight shifting to the opposing side in habit. Despite what her scars told, the fae didn't want confrontation, within the herd that was. Now, if it was an outside force, her true Mustang ferocity would gleam through.
The flee she wanted from this situation was halted as her Alpha mare spoke. Short ears twitched at the oddly feminine yet strong voice. A small smile perched her lips at the warm greeting; had she been a dog, her tail would've been wagging. Feeling accepted helped the mare. In time, she was sure to be the confident, strong, and loyal mare she had been before her old herd changed so drastically.
The smirk played upon her lips only increased as the young filly approached her. Bobbing her head in gentle greeting to the foal, Indukala listened to the young foal and then her mother. "Oh no, she is a delight," the mare reassured River, before her brown orbs went down to Shadow once more.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Shadow." Pausing, she looked to Night, not making any mention of the Friesian to the young foal. As Lassan spoke of him, she gave him a soft bob of her head, though she still seemed a little uneased by the stag.
OoC|| Ugh, my post is a mess... sorry, I'm not feeling too well.
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Post by wildbrumby on Sept 14, 2008 1:09:37 GMT -5
Shadow gave a funny giggle at the dun polite greeting. She wasn't used to it, being a foal. Distracted suddenly by Night, Shadow scooted over to him. She lookde up at the large stallion and grinned evilly. Plotting some nasty thought in her head.
River, watching her little filly frowned. She had no manners. She had tried to teach her them, but still to no avail. The lead mare turned to Indukala. "Don't worry about Night. He looks big and scarey but I bet he makes friends with flies!" River said teasingly. She smiled at the dun, hoping to reassure her. It was also a playful dig at the stallion, River liked him and still waited to see his "warrior" side.
ooc: no idea... haha mini post to keep the ball rolling.
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Post by Magic on Sept 14, 2008 16:16:56 GMT -5
The Lead Warrior smiled at the filly by his side. He was glad that they had become friends. She was a pleasant equine to be around. When he met her specs, it was obvious that she w thinking about something... He flicked his tail, and looked up at the sky. Everything appeared to be going well. The sky was a light blue, holding a few thin clouds.
Night lowered his gaze, hearing River begin to speak. His name as mentioned, which took him back t reality. "Don't worry about Night. He looks big and scarey but I bet he makes friends with flies!" she had said. He looked at his Lead Mare, and pretended to scowl, but quickly turned it upside down, and into a friendly smile. Then he thought about what River had said. Was the small Mustang afraid of him. The thought could have made him laugh. Then he thought about it, and noticed that it wasn't that odd a thing for a stranger to think. Looking at the femme dubbed Indukala, he eased his expression, and made it relaxed. Then came his words, calm, like his facial features "Hello Indukala. Listen to River's words, they are nothing but true." he said, thinking bout the fly part, and backtracking his words. He grinned, and looked over to River.
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Post by sibber-chow on Sept 17, 2008 0:07:37 GMT -5
Indukala's lips held a smirk as she watched the filly. She was obviously up to no good, but this mare had no place in stating that. Plus, why not let the little foal have fun while she could? And, when River spoke, she continued to hold her smirk. Though, she was still a little uneasy around the new stag. The fae hadn't had too many good experiences with new stags since she was exiled from her last herd. Indukala had been away from her old herd for what was now a year and a half; two winters ago. Shaking off those thoughts, her opts met the new stag.
Reassured by the others around, she bobbed her head gently. "It is..." she paused as if thinking out her words, "nice to meet you; Night was it?"
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Post by Magic on Sept 17, 2008 17:52:29 GMT -5
A short chuckle left his maw, as he held his grin. "Yes, Night's the name. Nothing special."
It was true, his name was nothing special. At least, not when he used it in short term. The true meaning of his name was unknown. His sire or dam might have selected it ever so carefully, or just picked off the top of their heads. Now, that, wasn't something for the brute to worry about. There were other things on his mind.
Curiousity filled him as he wondered where she was originally from, and why she chose Terra Delle Liberta as her home. Because it's a wonderful place to be, why of course! Such a nieve question for one to ask. His muzzle felt hot, as if he were about to blush. Then, once it began to clear, it came right back. Why should he a stag, be blushing? It suddenly felt as if he were a colt again. But, the feeling left as quick as it came.
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