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Danger in every corner for the Naive - Zünden - 07-22-2014
RE: Danger in every corner for the Naive - Aurelia - 08-01-2014 I become alerted when I hear the frantic screaming of a young horse (mare, most likely.) Maybe the only thing I hear is the slander she tosses into the air. I trot towards her voice. The trees filter out into sands and I see exactly who is screeched. It is a filly with funky horse and weird red marks along her body. I wonder if she is cut? "Are you okay, miss?" My body slows to a halt. My wings hand loosely at my sides as I question the girl. She is on the floor, frantically flailing about. I am able to catch a glimpse as to why. There is a crab stuck onto her nose. "Stop moving, I'll get it off." I reach my muzzle towards her, in attempt to clamp my jaw around the crab. If I get the crab, I'll toss it back into the water, If I don't... the girl will just have to let the frog give her a nose piercing, I guess. The cool breeze of the ocean leaps across my pelt, ruffles my feathers, dances in my mane, and leaves a salty taste behind. My hooves sink into the dry sand and I am reminded of my time here with Mauja the Ironclad-- the difficult stallion that doesn't share any of his information. Will this girl be the same way? If she she's going to be like that, then I will turn around and go home. I do not need another Mauja. Then again, I do love the stallion. I also love Destry. This is something I have realized. I'm in love with two completely different horses. One is sweet and nurturing, and she makes me feel loved. The other is secretive and mysterious, however, he makes me feel primal-- bestial. Is this how the world will always be for me? Will I always be torn between two things? Good and evil, insane and sane? RE: Danger in every corner for the Naive - Zünden - 08-11-2014
A voice caresses her tiny storm colored harks and makes her scream louder, "Help get this damn thing off!" She lashes out trying to stand in the grabbing sand. Thin foal legs finally make unfurl pulling her upright again. Panic floods her brain as the winged mare approaches and speaks. Forcing her young lunges to breath slow and deep she is able to clear her mind enough to stand firm; well besides the quivering. She squeals as the mare plucks the evil red thing from her tender muzzle. Once she is free her head dips to the tiny storm grey leg where she rubs her, now grey and scarlet, muzzle against it. Her body quivers as the last of the terrible pain subsides to a dull throb. Shaking her immature frame to clear it of sand she turns different colored eyes to the white and gold winged mare. Her voice is calm, hiding the turmoil That had been in ragging through her. "Thank you. What the hell was that thing anyway?"
Zünden squints looking the female over, she is older than herself, but not by a lot. Then though age does not matter to the filly, she is sure it matters to some. Either way this Pegasus had a sliver of her hard to earn gratitude. Her voice reviled the unsure and slightly snobbish personality within, "I am Zünden, who are you?" The question was not meant to be rude, but easily perceived that way. The storm filly would learn manners with her years, but would never use them on a random stranger. "Arrogant Lingo" 'Pompous Musings' Words:263 @[Aurelia] OOC:; Sorry it took so long and that it sucks lol <3 Zünden
I can see the fear that will ensure my victory
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