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she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Aurelia - 04-16-2014 I've just birthed two foals, yes. I am beyond tired, but I won't slack off onc being a mom. Slaking is not one of my traits, and I won't try to make it one of them. I like myself just as I am. The birthing of my children Ryuu and Fae made me look at the world differently. I know now that my bottom half can be used for a lot more than emptying my bladder. I haven't changed that much, though. I am ripped violently from my thoughts when I hear the alto wail of my daughter, Fae. She is squeeling not exactly from pain, but rather a childish joy. She is basically prancing circles around me. She has just seen another large chunk of glass she gets to trot over like a pole laid flat on the ground. Shilva, crawling rebelliously on the floor, now refuses to hop up onto my head and just enjoy the ride. She actually likes to crawl. I guess I won't refuse her of crawling, plus it gives my neck and head a break from the extra weight. The snake hisses at Fae, as if telling her to calm down. Immediately, my ears pin and I give the snake a stern look she awkwardly tries to avoid by turning her copper head away. "Shilva, tolerate it, or I won't hesitate to find a babysitter for you." She stares at me in awe, her beady eyes fixated on my ivory pupils. Walking excitedly behind us, Fae just watches. My expression turns to normal and I look straight ahead. Fae starts to slow down, so I turn to look at her. "Mommy, I no feel nice." I halt, a worried expression plastered on my face. Does she want to be with Ryuu in the center of the land enough that she'd make excuses? Ryuu... he's with the herd, being baby sat by a few herd mates. Fae didn't eant to leave him, so she's likely trying to make up an excuse. At least that's how it registers in my mind. My lips part as I look at my dark colored foal. "A few minutes for a break, but we must continue our journey. The Dragon's Throat is extremely dark at night." I nod at her, as if proving I am serious about everything that has just been said. The little girl slows even further and then halts. She relaxes her wings at her sides and I get an idea. "Do you know how to flap your wings?" I am answered by an intrigued expression and a shake of her little foal head. "Or really...? Go like this." I am aware the girl cannot fly yet, for her wings are small and dainty as of this moment, but that doesn't mean she'll never fly. I stretch m large wings out and start moving them up and down, up and down. I smile and nicker softly at Fae, and when I do, she starts bating her wings up and down. When her wings pick up enough speed, something starts to turn orange and glow underneath her wings. I am shocked and my mouth drops into an 'o' shape. At this moment, Shilva slithers off, slightly confused and annoyed with me and Fae. The snake doesn't really care about for magic, but I do. "Fae! Fae, you have fire magic, darling!" I prance towards her with a large grin spread across my face. I feel the heat and know that she is now equipped for being a horse of battle, but of course... she can be whatever she wants. I allow her to stop flapping, so we stand there... two horses dumbfounded. "Can I hurt someone with that?" Her innocent voice reminds me of myself not that long ago. Then it all dawns on me. I am still like that. Afterall, I am still a child. I am a child raising two children and a rebellious snake. All of this while trying to become the World's Edge Philosopher. That is why we are going to the Dragon's Throat.... So Africa can raise Fae. RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Brisa - 04-17-2014
RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Aurelia - 05-01-2014 ooc:; only faeanne is here, not ryuu! XD @[Faeanne], this is a highly important thread because this is when she will officially become an outcast then be switched over to throat filly when we post there! It's not surprising to me who shows up. It's the frosty mare that attempted to wrap herself around Draeseong's heart. Well, too bad for her, because Drae is missing in action (maybe he is on a quest from Kahlua and Kaj?). I have noticed her already, for a white coat stands out in a background of green. My gaze is pinned on her as she screams her whinny. Her voice, to me, is like an urgent sirens demanding attention in every way it can get it. Soon after the noise of her thick siren echoes in the distance then disappears as quickly as it came, a smile is brought upon her inky lips. I chuckle softly. Who does she think she is fooling? A faked smile isn't pretty. This mare is not an exception to this law. She isn't pretty when she smiles like this. I smile back, but mine is a more sarcastic, mocking, smile. The tips of my mouth curly upwards crookedly, almost exposing my white teeth. "Brisa" I greet her formally, there is no rudeness in my voice. I step towards her, closing the distance between us. I know her name is Brisa, because Kahlua had told me so, and rulers are usually right, and if they aren't... you pretend they are. "You look well, if I may say." How will Fae react to this stranger? Will she be scared of her bland appearance or intrigued by it? Is Brisa going to be enormously tall and scary to her? I hold back the laughter I feel when thinking about Brisa attempting to be scary. I think she is incapable of it. Her heart is far to red with romance to be blue with coldness. Unlike me. I am sour, sweet, spicy, and salty. I'm a feral horse, not a horse that gives free kiddy-rides. No, I'm the bronco that shoots riders off of my withers and gallops around the tiny round pen causing trouble for all who dare to attempt to tame me. I'm fucking un-tamable, and everyone may see that as they get to know me. "This is my daughter, Faeanne. My son, Ryuu, is in the middle of this land, being taken care of by a few herd members." I do not know why I offered her a long explanation, but it seemed right to do so. Yup, answering questions before they are asked. RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Brisa - 05-04-2014
RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Aurelia - 05-12-2014 "As do you and your filly. Faeanne is beautiful, I'm sure Ryuu is as well. Congratulations" Maybe I am not the biggest fan of the white mare, but this was a nice compliment to hear. Fae is quick to take a liking to this mare and prances towards her in a playful manner. The small foal is lively and energetic right now. She is not that shy around Brisa. Perhaps she thinks Edge Member = Family, and Family = Playmates. The foal's logic is not from me. Perhaps she got it from Rostislav, her sire. Anyways, Faeanne prances up to her and looks up into her eyes with a doe-eyed expression and speaks. Little Fae speaks. "You're pretty! I wish my coat was white.." Faeanne likes lighter coats better, this is why she says this. You see, Faeanne's coat is smokey black with gold points. Brisa is a stark color. I am a stark color, too. Fae probably wishes she had inherited my coat, but my coat isn't fantastic. It's just unusual. I speak up with my motherly, sing-song voice. "Thank you Brisa. How have you fared since our meeting at the threshold?" I was almost tempted to ask her if she had seen Draeseong around, but I decided not to ask her. If she did like him (which is what I think) then she might get worried if I tell her he's gone. If my knight in shining armor disappeared.. I know, for a fact, that I would want to search for him. Most mares probably would start the search. Have I found my knight in shining armor? Who the hell knows? Brisa offers me a smile. She is kind, I guess, but I don't know if I like her. Honestly, she seems kind of sketchy to me, but then again.. that is just my opinion and in reality, she could be the sweetest person ever. I doubt it, but maybe she is. She at least tried to fake a smile before. That's nice..ish? It's better to fake like someone to make conversation then make things super awkward and silent. Right? RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Brisa - 05-13-2014
RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Aurelia - 05-13-2014 It is silent after I speak. Nothing is said, done, or heard until a minute or two later. Brisa, the mare who probably finds me annoying. The mare who probably should hate me for acting like a filly. The mare who somehow ignores my problems and tries to start again with me. I am the only problem here. I was demanding and short in the Threshold, and it was quite obvious I was grumpy to to everyone.. but me. I am always he exception, the clause. I am that one glitch in an otherwise flawless system. I guess I'll get used to life here at Helovia, but I have yet to even see a sign I'll be okay. The only major sign I've had is giving birth to twins. That wasn't exactly a positive sign, though. I know many mares would've loved to have not one foal, but twins and here I am, saying that is was a negative experience for me. " Things have been.. difficult these last few months." I sigh softly. I feel her trouble. I feel almost the same difficulties she feels (like with herd things, but personal life problems is probably a different case). "I've had a hard few months, too. Just understand that you aren't alone. Most of the World's Edge members are open and willing to offer you a shoulder to cry on." A trace of a smile darts across my lips. After I finish speaking, she resumes her speech. "Do you mind if we talk for a couple minutes?" Honestly, it feels nice to have a mare want advice from you. I've never been asked for advice. Is she even asking for advice? Helovian horses often through me on a loop before telling me anything. Is that what she is doing? "I highly doubt I am the most qualified to answer your questions, but shoot." I'd offer her whatever I can, but I have limited experience in everything. The only thing I have knowledge about is ways that water can kill you, but if you ask me what water is made of, I'll have no answer. After all, a 2yo horse isn't always as smart as a scientist human. Right? I mean, if we were, we'd be able to build without magic. My body visibly relaxes a whole bunch as the time passes. I'm beginning to be okay with Brisa's presence, but I still say we are far from friends in my mind. Of course, in her mind... everything could be different. "Faeanne, give us a moment." RE: she'll raise you right, child (anyone!) - Brisa - 05-13-2014
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