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three : stars seeing red - Cirrus - 06-07-2015
Cirrus the WindDancer
It was dark. And cold. Stars glittered in the trees above, but they also glittered below. Upon her hide the cloudmare had become a starmare, a walking constellation, a talking nebula. A soft glow rolled from her hide, the glow of starshine, silver beneath the naked branches of the Deep Forest, soft and simultaneously sharply defined against the midnight blanket that was otherwise strewn everywhere. The starmare wandered, as she was so prone to doing recently, wandering so that her thoughts could not keep up with her actions. For if she thought too much about it, if she allowed herself to become too involved, too depressed… she would never complete the tasks given to her. Bitterness curled her lips into a snarl-like smile, her nostrils twisting with distaste. Nothing would ever make this all right. So why am I still doing it? Why do I bother, why not just stop, a carry on with my life? Why do I need to kill in order to heal? Was it mercy killing at all, if she gained something at the end of the road? Just because she preyed upon the suffering, the result was always the same. Thoughts flickered to when Sitka would hunt. Did he not hunt to gain something? To live? Ah, but that was necessary - if he did not eat, he would die. If Cirrus did not kill, would she not keep on living, as she always had? Broken, soulless, numb? Would the killing somehow help her mend the gaping hole within her? Was the Earth God giving her that chance? To heal the abyss left behind when Sitka left her? No, she knew, and yet still, she wandered. For @[Phaedraa] to NPC in C: & open for any! eagle-cry-designs | larfsalot on deviantart RE: three : stars seeing red - NPC - 06-08-2015
RE: three : stars seeing red - Cirrus - 06-08-2015
Cirrus the WindDancer
The sound of death was one Cirrus had heard before. How many times had she used the healing powers bestowed upon her as a healer of the Throat to cure what ailed a soul? To purify, to replenish, to mend and cure? Countless - but those days were gone, lost to the time that passed via each beat of her hopeless heart. Baby blue eyes lifted from the loam below her hooves to view the emaciated frame of the mare. Cirrus stopped, a starry blanket beneath the canopy of naked sticks and branches, and watched as the mare's rattling breaths shook her entire frame. Cirrus watched as the mare's knees bent and her bulk collapsed onto the ground. She watched as blood trickled from where it should not. And she knew. Not far away, was the pool. It's base was lined with ruby stones - funny how they seemed so similar to the dark blood that the other mare coughed up now. Cirrus approached her, not bothering to step lightly - she nickered a low greeting, but there was no pity in it. There was comfort, but there was also fact: this mare was dying. Without a word truly spoken Cirrus sidled up to the mare and made to nudge and push her towards the water. The mare needed to drink, the water would provide her with relief, and then.. Cirrus knew what had to be done, even if she hated it. She did not have her powers of healing as before, and by the time she left to get a healer… the mare would be dead anyway. For @[Phaedraa] to NPC in C: Thank you!! eagle-cry-designs | larfsalot on deviantart RE: three : stars seeing red - NPC - 06-08-2015
[ooc] No problem. Decay was a character of mine when I was like 12 or 13 and I thought it would be fun to use her for this. I am helping my friend move and wont be back online until day after tomorrow so do what you want with her. I'll probably put up a final post when I get back :) RE: three : stars seeing red - Cirrus - 06-08-2015
Cirrus the WindDancer
It was painful to watch, but Cirrus was sure it must be even worse to be living through it, as the mare was. Sad, cerulean orbs watched over the mare as she quaked and shuddered with the breaths, the sickness, the decay that riddled her body. Perhaps she should have been worried that whatever ailed the mare was contagious (certainly she wouldn't be drinking from this waterhole herself for a long time), but right now, it didn't matter. It didn't matter if Cirrus suffered alongside this mare, because at least then Cirrus wouldn't feel so damn bad for doing what she had to do next. As the chestnut's eyes found her own, Cirrus held her gaze. She clung to it stubbornly, never letting it go, even when the mare wavered in consciousness, or coughed and spluttered as already the water found its way into her lungs. This is wrong, she cried to herself, why me? she asked, but she knew the answer had something to do with the gaping chasm within her soul, the broken bond that was her fault - this was surely just punishment for everything she had done in her life, wasn't it? But why would the Earth God seek to punish her? Why would he do this to her, offer her his gift if only to torture her in the process? End the suffering, she thought, as she watched the mare heave a breath that was mostly water. "I'm sorry," her voice whispered, a breeze against the mare's ears. Cirrus hated it, loathed it, but still she did as she was bid - with a strong foreleg she leaned down on the weak mare's nape, and submerged the head that would likely thrash. With her other foreleg, she made to strike a blow against the mare's skull, to better speed along the process. Cirrus bathed in blood and water tonight. For @[Phaedraa] I hope this is all right ;.; Cirrus just needs to take a token from her corpse, so she'll pluck a few strands of hair once Decay is officially gone <3 eagle-cry-designs | larfsalot on deviantart RE: three : stars seeing red - NPC - 06-08-2015
[ooc] This is great, plus it gives me something to do while I'm waiting for replies. She may do whatever she needs with the body RE: three : stars seeing red - Cirrus - 06-09-2015
Cirrus the WindDancer
The mare struggled. She flailed, and Cirrus watched through blank, almost unseeing eyes, keeping her weight firmly pressed down, striking true with her free leg to end the suffering as swiftly as possible. The starrymare wondered what it was like to die - but she already knew. The departure of Sitka from her soul was surely as close as one could get to dying without actually departing this world - she had felt as his soul slipped into the abyss, and felt the agony of its leaving as it stole parts of her soul with it. As Cirrus watched the light fade from this sick mare's eyes, she wondered where her soul was going. It was a long time before she moved again, and when she did, she was surprised to find her face wet with tears and her nose crinkled with a sob. The starmare lifted her weight from the body, allowing the head to lift once more - corpses floated, she knew, and now this once-living, breathing creature was nothing more than debris in a strange, crimson pond. Try as she might, she could not forget her task, her assignment from the Lord of the Earth, to collect a token from the corpse she had created. Lips curled back as teeth were bared, and charred lips closed around strands of mane. She didn't need to pull very hard - they were brittle from whatever sickness had riddled the dead mare's body during her shortened life - and she had her token in a mouthful of hair. Carefully, she tucked the strands in amongst the folds of feathers in her left wing, nudging them until they were safely hidden and unlikely to be dislodged. Sad, vacant eyes turned back to the body one more time, before the starmare gave a deep dip of her tiara, a final farewell, to one who would help her grow. For @[Phaedraa] Thank you so much <3 Shoot me a PM or nudge my plot thread if you'd like to do another one C: eagle-cry-designs | larfsalot on deviantart |