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dear miss white - Darwin - 09-26-2015
I had always heard that leaving a place meant you either left it for good or came running back with a tail between your legs. Whoever said that must have been a coward. Seeing as here I was walking right back into that Threshold I had last seen while I was young, running from my own family. I was coming back to Helovia, stronger and smarter than ever. Still angry about my mother and what my family had done to her. I hadn’t learned much here, but I learned elsewhere. I lived a life away from here. Albeit a short one, but I found myself returning to the place I thought of often. The feeling in my lungs breathing in the air of Birdsong reminded me of my birthday, a thing often shared with friends and family. Friends and family were a thing I didn’t have and no longer cared for. They drained too much off of you. You end up relying on them and believing them and they turn around stabbing you in the back. However, curiosity was also something that I had an affinity for. I believed that in life it was important to learn. That’s what intelligence was for. I was smart, quick, a bit strange in conformation; but I knew what I wanted to do. I knew I wanted to find out more about my birth and the strange incidents that occurred during – and after – my life here. I had grayed a lot in the time from being here. I reminisced in the reminder of leaving Helovia in such a hurry yet also wonder on what the outside world was like and how it differed from here. It was interesting, to say the least. Some places I had been were terrified of my large ashen wings. Other places looked down on it. I could never quite find my place out there and it angered me to know that the only place I could even have a shot at being welcomed in was the one place I ran from. Perhaps my return could wield some answers. So as I flew above the trees of the Threshold, knowing the feeling of exiting all too well, the feeling of entering it seemed almost surreal. I knew what I was here for and I wouldn’t leave without answers. I was angry, my nostrils flaring in a fit of slight exhaustion from hoisting my heavy body into the air and the frustration at what exactly I looked for while returning. I could only hope it would be a decently happy welcoming. Maybe I would stumble across some creatures that had no idea who I was. That would be a more pleasant outcome. Though it’s not like I was terrified anymore. I had learned much in my time away. I had learned to fight and not run away from my issues. I would settle things straight right away. I guess that makes me blunt, but I didn’t have a need for liars and murderers. I had a need for people who could tell the truth and do the truth. No, I wasn’t an honest crusader. I had lied in my time, but I did know when to lie and when to tell the truth. And I stood my ground on everything. I could be a great creature of debate if need be, but I would never back down. Gliding closer to the ground of a clearing within the woodlands, I landed elegantly on the front half. My rear always landing harder due to the mixed breed that I was. However, as I folded my wings across my back, I lifted my head high. I breathed in the air with the sensational feeling of my magic returning to me. That was probably the one thing I missed the most about this place, magic. Though as my river stone gaze danced across the trees, I realized that perhaps today would be my lucky day. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. RE: dear miss white - Aeolus - 09-28-2015
RE: dear miss white - Dröm - 09-28-2015
first real drom post in a while, excuse the shittiness? also.. hope you dont mind drom popping in? :D RE: dear miss white - Darwin - 09-29-2015
Pawing for a moment into the earth, I enjoyed the sun as it fell upon my feathers and back. I wouldn’t exactly call it comfort, being back in Helovia. But it was a nice change of scenery. The trees had changed, the ones I had seen briefly before I left were now tall and strong and the older ones have either fallen or grown even taller. It was strange, almost. The fact that I return to Helovia nearly expecting the world to stop while I was away. And alas, it had not. It had moved on completely fine without any problems what so ever. Almost as if it didn’t even need me. Heaving a gruff sigh, I shook out my wind torn mane, eyes glancing around the edges of the clearing as I felt a presence appear. I stayed silent, stone eyes simply watching and waiting for the being to appear. Before long, a cold appeared and I couldn’t help but to just watch him with a slight hint of curiousness. Cocking my head slightly to the child as he approached me, keeping a safe distance, I looked over him. He was taller than me, but appeared rather young all things considered. I nodded to him – staying silent – until his voice hit my ears. What a wonderful welcoming. His eyes were bright and with good intentions but the question seemed strange. Did nobody tell anyone this was Helovia anymore? I mean, I was sure it was but I guess I couldn’t be too sure. Shrugging it off momentarily, I inhaled to speak. Before I could, however, another voice and body caught my eyes. A rather plain equine waltzed in and I nodded to her in a welcoming as well. Then she spoke and it sounded more like a Helovian welcoming despite the thick accent running through her vocal cords. She spoke of being the founder of the Warden, a place I hadn’t heard of before. Ears flitted between the two of them for mere moments before clearing my throat to speak. “I am Darwin.” I paused for a moment. “I’m not familiar with the Warden. I’ve been away from Helovia for quite some time. I do trust that I have reached the right area?” My voice was rough in places, but I did my best being blunt. If this wasn’t Helovia, I’d fly straight out of here in a heartbeat. Turning my head to the child, I let my eyes dance across his once more, before stretching out my wings for a moment and folding them back up across my back. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. @Aeolus @Dröm || Don't mind at all! :D RE: dear miss white - Aeolus - 09-29-2015
RE: dear miss white - Dröm - 09-29-2015 I'm She was a benevolent, well to do mare, and as she listened to their exchange, she wholeheartedly felt the need to comfort the foreigner whom was colored with the ash of fire. Darwin, like the finches? Such a name for such a man. She was captivated by it, the fact that he may have knowledge of birds or insight into the feathered animals. The Dreamer found herself curious with the grey stallion, intrigued. Whom did he know here, and why did he choose to come back? The flood of questions was held back by a sturdy dam. Instead of voicing herself, her copper ears caught on to their words and she merely listened. The younger boy is called Aeolus, a name given the Wind God in some lands. Eyes land on him now, and she is curious to know one thing. Does the Wind God of Helovia posses true wizardry or is the name just that, a moniker? Dröm knew little of the boy's desire to recruit. She was not really here to gain members for The Warden, however it would be a plus if such occurred. She was here to reacquaint herself with Helovia's gateway. Time as a prisoner had thrown her off her game and she now struggled to catch up with a world that wouldn't care if it moved on without her. "Aeolus asks'an importan' question. If there is someone you seek, I'd gladly help you out, and I'm sure he would too." Head cranes towards Aeolus, seeking confirmation of her offer. He would help right? The thirst of recruitment forced him to do so. The boy smells of The Hidden Falls, and a secret part of her craves to rejoin that particular herd. She quite misses the grass tickling her hocks and being the Storyteller for the Earth God. Life had been pleasurable, but such a great gift was ripped from her in a brutal invasion waged by the current Falls horses. She would never join her enemies, not when they so unreasonably took what was not theirs in a full-out war. They could've simply asked to join the Falls. Was it necessary to also kick out the current Hidden Falls horses? Regardless of her views on the World's Edge x Hidden Falls invasion, she would not turn cold to Aeolus, for the boy seemed pleasurable thus far. He was seen as a friend, not foe. Darwin was viewed similarly. They were strangers with much potential, and potential was the thing she sought in recruits. Ooc no table bc on phone also please don't tag me!!! :3 RE: dear miss white - Darwin - 10-08-2015
Stone eyes watched the mare for a few moments before shifting upon the Colt. No expression passed across my face as he shifted his posture. I wasn’t sure exactly why, I felt like most creatures with wings held a pretty straightforward demeanor but I was probably wrong. It had been awhile since I’ve been in Helovia. Perhaps things had changed. Then the colt spoke and I nodded to him, offering a smile. So I was in the right place. That was a relief. He spoke of his name being Aeolus and I dipped my head to him gently. “It’s a pleasure Aeolus. The Hidden Falls sounds like quite an interesting place.” I said gently, unfamiliar with that part of the world in Helovia as well. Things had changed and quite rapidly so. I felt like I hadn’t been gone all that long, but places had different names and creatures were roaming that seemed to have no history here. I realized as I grew stuck in thought, I held a blank stare at the colt while the mare spoke. Figuring out the two of them said some things that I must have missed in my trance. Shaking my head slightly, I chuckled. A sound reverberating deep within my chest. “Ah, my new found friends. I think I’m trying to stay away from a couple of creatures that lurk here. Not sure if they’re here or not anymore, but if so then it would be in my best interest to avoid them, I think.” I ended my speech with a nod before glancing around the Threshold, stretching out my wings once more and breathing in a small sigh of relief. Happy to be back. However still apprehensive at stumbling across a family member unprepared. Turning my eyes back to the colt and shifting between the mare and such, I cleared my throat. My voice growing deeper in a more quiet sense before I spoke. “Perhaps one of you know them and can tell me where I can go to avoid them?” A smirk fell on my lips. I wanted to avoid them at all costs at least until I could fend for myself and possibly win a skirmish. My chances were low until I practiced the use of my magic and as of right now, I’d look like a fool. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. @Aeolus || Sorry it took so long -.- RE: dear miss white - Aeolus - 10-08-2015
RE: dear miss white - Darwin - 11-02-2015
The child was more than willing to help, and I was willing to let him. I offered him a smile, flexing my wings slightly. The magic that filled my body after returning was such a tingling feeling that I began to wonder why I ever passed up the opportunity of it and was slowly grateful to have returned. I turned my head to the young one. “Yes, I believe you can help me.” I spoke with a nod. Stone eyes glancing up to watch the edges of the trees in case anyone decided they wanted to crash this little party. “I’m trying to avoid someone named Archibald, if you may know him. And another named Knox.” I said softly, a bit quieter. My voice not quite as gruff as it had been in the past as I kept my voice down – knowing that the two I was hiding from might be lurking nearby. Maybe the colt knew of them? Maybe he was close to them and would tell them that I had returned. Shaking that thought from my head, I shifted my weight slightly and turned my gaze back to the colt. Studying his face, I listened to his offer for a mere moment. “The Falls is a place I haven’t heard of before. It sounds like a nice place to be. If you happen to know the two I’m hiding from, I’d like to know where they are so I can do my best to avoid them for now. If you’re alright with that? You can be my right hand man.” I winked to him, smiling brighter. Nothing less suspecting than a colt doing the dirty sneaky work for you. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. @Aeolus || BAH I’M TERRIBLE. SORRY <3 RE: dear miss white - Aeolus - 11-03-2015
RE: dear miss white - Darwin - 11-04-2015
I watched the colt curiously as I said the names of the beasts I was hiding from. His head shifting slightly, nearly uncomfortably so it seemed. Did he have to prevent his head from doing so? Did he know of these two? Then, as if on cue, he lifted his head to face mine. Head tilting slightly as he asked why I was hiding from them. I didn’t feel the urge to go into depth about the true reasoning behind my hiding from them, but I figured an explanation would do Aeo just fine. Clearing my throat slightly, I began to speak. “You see, they are my brothers. Brothers can be… not so brotherly to their younger siblings.” Doing my best to keep most of my history a secret, my gaze left the child for a few moments. One hind hoof propped up on the tip gently, resting. He spoke again about the two’s whereabouts and I only nodded. So they lived in this Falls too? I wondered if they had been hiding from something too. What on earth could those two be hiding from? My thick neck strained slightly as I reached my awkwardly thin head down, close to Aeolus. “I think you could help me and I can do my best to help you. What do you say, friend?” Stone eyes watched his softly, a small smile breaking the corner of my lips as well as creasing my eyes slightly. The wind ruffling the feathers of my wings placed carefully on my back. Lifting my head back up, I reached up to smell the air around us. Nothing new seemed to have appeared – thankfully. But that wouldn’t last long. “What do you say we get out of here? Go fly for a bit?” My voice was rough, yearning for the feeling of the Helovian winds beneath my plumes. Eyes glanced down to him for mere moments before I extended my appendages, my wingspan large and dark as it embraced the wind that began to press against it. I wanted to get out of here. Perhaps this little colt could be more help than originally planned. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. @Aeolus || Let’s get outta here :3 RE: dear miss white - Aeolus - 11-09-2015
RE: dear miss white - Darwin - 11-11-2015
A small mischievous smile found its way, tilting up the corners of my lips at the question the colt had. What did I want him to do? Just keep tabs on the two. Nothing too intense. But if something happened with them, I wanted to know. “It’s nothing bad, just so you know. Just keep an eye on them and if anything happens, let me know. If that sounds fair to you, child?” My eyes drifted back down to the boy. Happy to know I had a friend on the inside. Even if he was a child. I flexed my wings again, preparing myself to feel the Helovian wind beneath my wings again. I was too young to have felt the winds before I left the land. Luckily for me, I found a herd of vagabond pegs that were able to teach me how to fly, but I kept my pride strong in saying I learned all myself. It was a lie, as many things are when it came to where I had been and how important the issues were. But before I could gather my mind for the flight, Aeo spoke up. Seeming nearly embarrassed. What was there to be embarrassed about? Then he said he couldn’t fly. Shrugging my shoulders to him, I smiled to him. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, it took me awhile to learn to fly too.” My gruff voice said to him in an optimistic tone. “We shall walk then. Maybe you can let me know a little bit more about yourself if we’re going to be partners then?” I smiled brighter to him. Curious to where he came from or who his parents were. Maybe I knew them? Maybe I didn’t. It was hard to say since I had been gone for so long. "Speak." DARWIN
tip toe further away. You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake. I’m no savior. I’m no saint. @Aeolus || Sure! Do you want to start it? :) |