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No Safe Return - Official - 08-12-2012 Gabriel March 12th, 2012 at 6:11pm After the Great Blackout of Isilme, the young stallion had become separated from his family. Alone, and barely able to be on his own Gabe had wandered. He was eventually taken in by a herd who had just lost a colt to a rival unicorn herd. Gabe was taught to hate those with twigs upon their heads and wings at their sides. It was un..natural for such things to be that way. However the older he became, the more he needed to know what happened to his siblings. Aderes and Solstice, his older siblings had raised him after their mother had died. Most said she had passed of a broken heart. Gabriel would have to agree. Even the presence of a new son couldn't keep her here. The buckskin dun had tried to find Isilme..... well... what was left of it. No sooner than he entered the Gateway, three shadow figured met him and ran at him. Gabe had turned and run, surprised by the hate they seemed to have now in death. The stallion he had not know, but the other two were his eldest sister Bella and his own mother Amani Leila. He ran until the lands seemed to change and he recognized a scent. Solstice. She had come this way. He set off, determind to find her. Sanandi March 12th, 2012 at 9:33pm Escape. Flee. Such simple words, yet hard to put into effect when one wasn't trusted. When one was watched with eagle eyes and predatory thoughts. The mare was weary, clear through to her bones and it was with a heavy sigh that she looked for a decent place to land. She would need sleep and nourishment before taking to the skies once more, assuming the winds were even safe. So often they weren't, or others of her kind were out looking for her. Cursed by her slate dappled hide, she was neither true Black, like her father nor White. She was impure, not only in color but in heritage and for such a curse she was forced to serve. To toil away in the most menial tasks imagined. Never trusted. Never loved. Not since she was a filly, anyways. With her swift decent Sanadi noticed the other horse, but was too tired and too far into her landing to abort. She landed several feet away, her hooves kicking up snow as she stumbled for a moment, her head fuzzy and her legs numb from being too long in the air. There was a sheen of sweat to her hide, a weary exhaustion in her velvet brown eyes as she moved to the side, looking for food. The lands seemed covered in snow. Should she speak? Should she ask this stallion if he knew where she was? He didn't have wings. How odd. He didn't even seem to have scars from where wings might have been removed. She eyeballed him up, but caution and fear prevented her from speaking. Ra the Sun Emissary March 19th, 2012 at 10:24pm They came upon Ra rather expectantly. He'd been spending many of his daylight hours in these trees, brushing past their trunks and nibbling at what poor shoots of grass or buds he could find. It seemed the refugees from Isilme had either all arrived, or perished in their prior land. The time of surplus foreigners to tempt to his religion and his land had ended, and more and more Ra spent the days alone. It was a bad thing, for it let his mind wander away from the face of the sun and to that of the moon. Just as he was shaking such silvery thoughts from his head, his ears twitched at commotion of Gabriel running and Sanadi landing. Twigs crackled under the stallion's hammering hoofsteps, while wingbeats cupped the air and gave a muffled cry of arrival. Had he been further away he was sure he would have missed them entirely. Curious, Ra leaned through the thickets, blue eyes breaking through emerald and white brush to find the magnificently golden stud (albeit his mane and tail color could use improving), and the splendid platinum mare. For a moment his eyes held her and his breath threatened to sigh with desire, but quickly he remembered his place, his promise, and with gritted teeth burst from the trees. His anger flared at the sterling pegasus, annoyed at her for reasons she'd never fathom. "Don't just stand there gawking like an idiot," he growled, his tones reminiscent of the lion form he could take, giving his equine frame an odd, feline accent. He snorted disapproval, crown glinting in the forest light as he exaggerated his head movement to throw his gaze to the side, at Gabriel. "I assume it's you I heard running." The sweat lining him was likely a good indication, but Ra was just talking to lead into the real words. "I'll take a guess it's Isilme you've come from, isn't it?" His eyes give a knowing gleam amidst their blue, and his nose twitches the whiskers on his lips. Has he got your attention, yellow stud? Sanadi March 22nd, 2012 at 3:58pm She had just arrived, and already harsh words were spat in her direction. Yet, it was no the stranger she'd found that spoke them. There was another male, this one a creamy gold with something upon his head and once again, no wings. For a moment, just a moment she shied away from them, from his words, his angry snort.Yet she was not lashed at... She was not home. If she wanted to start a new life for herself, she'd have to start now. Pinning her ears back those warm chocolate eyes narrowed in irritation even as her chin tucked and her neck arched. "It is not idiotic to take a moment to observe something never seen before." Yet she was summarily dismissed as the stallion focused upon the other one and spoke of some place called Isilme. Her wings were no longer settled upon her back as nerves over her own bold speaking thrummed through her system. Cautiously as Ra focused on the stallion she took soft steps closer. With her chin no longer tucked to help protect her jugular she inched closer.... just a little closer.... She wanted to get a good look at his withers. In her interest, her ears had started to angle forwards in curiosity as well. There were no stubs, no scars... nothing to indicate wings had ever been there. Still hesitant, but tingling with a boldness she'd never had a chance to express before she aimed to suddenly lip at his withers; her muzzle and lips attempting to twitch across his skin much like they would if she was mutually grooming with him. How odd. |