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Deep Breath - Vastra - 07-19-2016
@Kiada & @Kianzo :D RE: Deep Breath - Kiada - 08-13-2016
The two had spent quite some time away from their Mother and the rocky confines of their icy homeland. Kiada was vibrant with excitement at experiencing as much as possible in her young age, far before responsibility and emotions would inevitably get in the way. So she tried to explore as much as she could. She had a large amount of wanderlust, part of it her companion Khairi helped with. The two couldn’t stay in one place, they’d fidget and complain nonstop. They were eager to see new experiences, to stretch out their growing legs and feel the Tallsun wind against their skin. Kiada had gotten a chance to speak with her twin, to get over the grievances that caused the anger that sparked between them. Kia felt as though she understood her other half better, and she hoped that he understood her better in turn as well. She danced along the sands as they experienced the Endless Blue. Khairi could fly on his own now, still a bit shakily but far more confident, and the bearded vulture slid through the air that promised storms and havoc as though it were what he was born to do. A small coo escaped his throat to the filly, and she simply smiled to her bonded before shooting a glance over at Kianzo and his cub companion. They walked together, in such a union that it was almost unnatural but captivating. Just like it had been when they were born, just as it was now. No amount of anger or arguing would be able to take them away from one another. For in the end, they always ended up the same – different ideas, same results. As the twins wandered, Khairi spotted another being out among the sands. He swooped in return to the filly, landing sharply along her back. His claws dug in slightly to her pelt, and a shiver ran down her spine as he did so. She wasn’t used to the vulture’s talons quite yet – but one day she would. As Khairi stood witchingly along her back, the flames danced and molded around him – illuminating him in a strange dance as the flames portrayed griffons flying and prowling across her spine. Her oceanic gaze, set among a sea of ivory and onyx, were set on the caramel body unknown to her. As they approached, she didn’t even have to look to Kianzo, to acknowledge the words that were sure to slip his lips laced in arrogance. Instead, she nodded her head to the other filly (as it appeared to be between the trio’s gangly features and growing limbs). “What’re you doing?” She asked, cocking her head and studying the filly. "Talk?" kiada "I play with the fire of my own truth, I will burn for the things I love." @Kianzo @Vastra sorry it took so long! RE: Deep Breath - Kianzo - 08-26-2016
The wanderlust that vibrated in sister did not reside in his own, darker chest. But, seeing as a deep and inherent attached love of his sister did dwell within him, so he quietly followed after the vibrant dancing of sister she she set out on adventure. And her frolicking was contagious, causing is own dark limbs to lift in a livelier fashion than his usual, long and lanky strides. His ears pricked, his blue eyes began to glitter with something brighter than the dark urges that so often glimmered there. Keusi, now finally named by their father (the thought caused his vibrancy to falter), slinked along, blocky head close to the sand. There were so many dead things hidden here; so many bones to crunch and carcasses to unearth. She glanced at Khairi that shakily flew above them. Together, the scavenging pair would feast along the darker parts of the shore. The feathered creature was turning out to be far more useful than the hyena cub had initially thought. But such thoughts were not yet to be entertained, as sudden the white vulture was returning to Kiada just as Keusi returned to Kianzo. The dark prince noticed the direction of Kia’s attention (as he always noticed all things about her), finding the winged filly that roved the shore. She looked to be about their same age, perhaps younger? He wasn’t sure. His long legs (foretelling of his future height) lengthened to bring him alongside Kiada, perked ears hearing her question she asked the strange filly. “And who are you?” His question followed closely on the heels of sister’s. And Keusi, entirely uninterested now that the cause for commotion was simply another, non-threatening foal, slipped away from the grouping of equids. Instead, her attention followed her sensitive nose, which twitched as she snuffled through the sand. There, her strong nose had led her to a rotting albatross carcass half-buried in the sand. She yipped in glee, sharp teeth and powerful jaws latching onto an exposed, askew wing to drag it free of its sandy grave. Delicious. kianzo "The prince of darkness is a perfect gentleman." image || coding @Vastra RE: Deep Breath - Vastra - 09-21-2016
well if YOU GUYS are using your Ehrendi art then so will I ;D @Kiada |