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10,000 Days. - Windwalker - 12-16-2014
OOC - Open to anyone! RE: 10,000 Days. - Niskaru - 12-18-2014 Niskaru tags » @[Windwalker] I heard evil things come disguised ...words » 353 notes » none
Spring had come to Helovia, something the natives here called Birdsong Niskaru had learnt. The frosts had not gone quickly this year, instead they chose to linger and fade slowly. Winter was her favorite season, she could not explain why but she'd always marveled at the snow and the lights that danced in the sky. Although she enjoyed the ice and snow, it certainly was good to feel the sun getting warmer and banishing the chill from her flanks. After her first encounter with beings of this land, Niska had chosen to travel south and explore the lands further. Now she knew about the four herdlands within Helovia she wanted time to weigh up her options, they all seemed very tempting and interesting to the young mare but she needed something to tip the balance and help her decide. A short distance away there came the sound of voices, or just one she wasn't sure. Picking up her pace from a steady plod to a brisk trot, the silver mare went in search of this stranger. Alabaster tipped audits picked up a one sided, seemingly heated conversation. Slowing to a halt, she hid in the shadow of a large pine. Before her a large obsidian brute stood, he seemed to be arguing with someone but if they stood nearby she couldn't see them. It dawned on the fae, that he might actually be talking to the tree. She didn't have a chance to make her presence known before he took off, keeping her cloven hooves quite she matched his gait, following him a short distance off. While she followed she could hear the low rumble of his male vocal chords, although the spring breeze caught in her ears and she didn't catch the words. When he halted, the young mare stopped closer than she had before. Niska stood there, as calm as she could muster, trying to disguise the look of confusion and concern that traced her delicate face. 'I DON'T NEED YOU! I AM AWESOME BY MYSELF!! She snorted, amused by his outburst and hoping it might alert him to her presence. ... Beautiful things, don't always stay that way RE: 10,000 Days. - Windwalker - 12-18-2014
OOC - Wow.. Tags - @[Niskaru] RE: 10,000 Days. - Niskaru - 12-19-2014 Niskaru tags » @[Windwalker] I heard evil things come disguised ...words » 335 notes » none
'Shoo' She couldn't help herself, she flinched at his reaction. Niska was not a necessarily proud character, she didn't think she was above others but this guy! How rude. She snorted in response, her thinking cap ticking over what could be wrong with this individual. He was clearly troubled, wasn't he? Maybe he'd gone through a rough experience, or perhaps he'd not been all there to begin with. Despite his reaction and his seemingly strange affinity to the trees, the young dappled mare strode forwards. Her mauve optics never left his form as she circled around the small clearing to stand before him, tracking his every move, seeking out any flaws or abnormalities. Nothing too strange seemed to pop out at her, he had scars she noted but as far as she could tell, they would not cause a being to act in such a way. Niska couldn't deny, her heart felt like it would burst through her chest. Scared or not, the bold fae stood her ground. Yes, he was a big brute, more than capable of doing her great harm if he so wished. But she, she was flighty, fast and nimble over such terrain which calmed her slightly. Picking up her courage she threw out her vocals to him, trying not to let her normal soft drawl show but rather a more demanding tone to her words. Niskaru didn't expect him to reply to her or pay any attention to her in the slightest, but she wanted to show him she wasn't a force to be messed with. She wasn't put off by his unfamiliar ways or his request to be left alone, if anything it just heightened her curiosity. Watching beings was something she normally did, other souls interested her - she didn't have to speak or interact with them, just observing them was enough. Why she liked doing this she never knew, so many of them were vial, selfish creatures. ... Beautiful things, don't always stay that way RE: 10,000 Days. - Windwalker - 12-19-2014
Tags - @[Niskaru] RE: 10,000 Days. - Niskaru - 01-16-2015 Niskaru tags » @[Windwalker] I heard evil things come disguised ...words » 300 notes » really late sorry :/
Niskaru tensed as the stallion moved. Had she spooked him? Seemed strange that such a large, seemingly formidable brute would get scared at a little fae like her. She mused, her tail flicking as she pondered over what to do now. Audits quivered as she listened to his words. 'Do you?' Truthfully, she wanted to laugh at his question. What kind of question was that? Talking to trees? Who would waste their breath on such a thing? Unless maybe they had magic that might give the trees movement and voices? Her mind was full of sarcastic, almost snide comments as her humor beckoned her to react but she refused to give into it. The strange beast may have been jumpy before but if her sharp tongue got loose he might get angry. Nor anyone I know, she thought to herself. What must it be like to not know your calling? Did he know his past or was that lost to him as well? A sudden bout of curiosity and boldness struck her, carefully she moved towards the stranger. Her cloven daggers cut into the soft forest earth, the dead leaves and their musky smell giving way to new life as Birdsong crept in. Her nape was delicately arched and her maw extended towards the brute as she inched forwards. Her whiskers were close enough to be caressed by his breath, her nostrils flared and she snorted. Breathing in his scent, and allow him to also. Maybe this sort of interaction would calm them both. Her vocals softer this time, taking care not to startle him. Maybe he felt comfort within the trees like she, although maybe a little too much if he was already taking to them. ... Beautiful things, don't always stay that way |