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Bloody Wounds || Open - Dakini - 01-06-2013 D A K I N I Royalty shall be the unicorns, thence we shall be treated with respect.
"Speech." Such a strange place this was. On my way here, I had seen huge woods and open plains. High mountains in the distance and green hills. I couldn't really figure out how I had focused on the surroundings instead of my bloody wounds and displaced leg. My leg hurt like hell and a few times down the way I had been close to fainting. That freaking pegasus would pay someday. Someday. Golden orbs explored the new terrain, observing the thin frost on the ground and the snowy mountains. I searched for the stallion that had brought me here. Even though he had made me fight that annoying pegasus, he had still been a gentleman. Just by appearing there with his horns, he had saved me. A small sigh left my dark lips and I limped on. I was sure to not move my hind leg too much, or else I would scream. Tears ran down my dirty and bloody cheeks, tears caused by the irritating pain. Was I alone or was there actually someone else here with me? The moonlight didn't reveal much, helping the night invade on my royal space. Fine, I had to stop myself there. I wasn't royalty no more, even though the royal blood still ran through my veins. Another sigh. This was torture. Bloody, dirty and sorrowful torture. Not treated like dirty slaves.
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RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Leyra - 01-06-2013 Leyra's cloven hooves dug into the frosted ground. She kept her dark head low, looking back constantly to see if her daughter was doing alright. The small little roan child was still struggling. Her daughter was still learning about everything. Leyra couldn't help but place a happy expression on her face as she watched her daughter walk forward with her head low to the ground, inspecting the rocks and the soil. Leyra heard the sound of hoof steps before her, and when she lifted her head she was horrified at what she saw. A battered and bloody unicorn walked along, deep in her thoughts. Another unicorn of dun coloring stepped up and spoke to the mare. Leyra shuffled closer to the bay mare and the dun, her maw opening slightly as she spoke."E-excuse me?"She asked the mare, her deep blue pools focused on the unicorn. "Are you alright?"She swept her tail over her child, nudging her closer to her side. She heard a small squeak of fear escape the babe's maw, and Leyra looked back, wishing to calm her daughter in any way she could. She returned her gaze to the two unicorns, concerned for the bay mare's condition. Should we bring her to the Mender? Leyra's voice rang out in her head, wondering what to do for this poor mare. The young babe cowered at the mare with all the scratches. She stepped backwards, bumping into her mother. A dun unicorn had come too, asking if some one had hurt the mare. The roan babe kept her green orbs focused on the injured mare, then she flicked her orbs to her mother, and then back again. She took her steps slowly as she walked towards the mare, staring up at her."Are you hurting, ma'am?"Her voice was high and slightly squeaky, but the words spoken were words of worry. She stared at the mare, waiting for her to answer her question. She watched and waited patiently, trying to act calm although inside she was panicking. RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Dakini - 01-06-2013 D A K I N I Royalty shall be the unicorns, thence we shall be treated with respect.
"Speech." Almost too busy with the pain I felt, it was quite a miracle that I even heard the voice. The first voice since the brindled unicorn who had left me on my own. I turned my head towards the voice, trying to distinguish the figure that had spoken. I wanted some company, I needed company. A sigh left me again and I turned my body to face the voice. Complainant sounds was heard as my leg dragged on the ground, refusing to move correctly. I would kill Aryel. Someday, I would. That was surely a promise that I would keep to myself. Movement in the shadows distracted me from my murderous thoughts and I saw the one who held the voice. He was dun, exactly what color was hard to see in this kind of light. But there was one thing that caught my attention: A horn. Black and long, comforting. How glad wasn't I for seeing this fellow. Just like my own, his eyes had a golden color. I watched him as he observed my injured body. Who was he, this unicorn who had found me in the middle of this winterland? I was curious now, determined to find out who he was. He had a slender built with long legs, making him look younger in age. His height was superior than mine with only a few centimeters. Fine, maybe ten or twenty centimeters. I noticed a wondering, maybe worrying, look in his eyes as he observed my body. "Has someone hurt you?” I tilted my head slightly, curious for this stallion. He looked as healthy as a unicorn could be, and his voice held a kind tone. Maybe I could trust him? But, would he make me fight? I hoped not. "Unfortunaly, yes. A stupid featherbrain fought me in the woods." I could only be honest with my own kind, even though it was hard to believe sometimes. Suddenly another figure appeared out of the darkness. A horned mare with her foal. I was just relieved that it was a unicorn, and not a feathered one. Both of the newcomers looked terrified, even though the mother seemed to try keeping her calm. I glanced at my dislocated leg and then back at the mare. Before I said anything, I had to take a deep breath to maintain the pain that the wounds caused me and tried not to scream. "As I just said to this stallion, yes. A stupid airhead fought me in the woods and I recieved a.. Well." I looked at my leg once again. "A quite hard kick to my thigh." Trying not to moan, I turned a bit more towards the mare and her foal without turning away from the stallion. Electrifying threads exploded in my body as I turned and let out a small moan with the cold breath. I couldn't help it. This was... This was a nightmare. For anyone. My body began to shake from the hurting nerves and I looked at the filly. "Are you hurting, ma'am?" First a smile appeared on my lips, but then the pain took in and it disappeared. "Yes, young one, I'm hurting... Bad. But don't you worry, I'm okay." It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't completely true. I wasn't quite as okay as I tried to look like. I have a motherly side and maybe it was just that side that made me tell the filly that I was okay. I hated scaring foals and those who scared them. They should be protected at all times, nothing else. Word count: 595 . Not treated like dirty slaves.
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RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Leyra - 01-09-2013 [[Kinda late. Sorry. :/]] Leyra nodded her head."I have heard that d'Artagnan is a very skilled Mender."She smiled, looking at the dappled mare. Her wounds were all along her dapple bay body. Leyra couldn't help but feel sorry for the pain this mare had been through, although she tried her best not to show it. Leyra turned to her daughter, wondering if she was freaking out by the wounds. Instead her daughter's face showed anger, mad at something or someone. Leyra turned her attention back to the mare, then at the buckskin stallion, Shuler. He seemed discontent at the presence of her daughter. With her blue eyes set on him, Leyra spoke."A pegasus has done this?"She asked, flicking her eyes back and forth between the two unicorns. The young babe was outraged at how this poor dapple mare had been treated. That's another reason why I hate pegasi and equines. They have no respect for us superior unicorns. The filly tossed her head a few times, pawing the ground with her small cloven hooves. "That bird-brain should've been nicer to you!" She snorted in disgust at the way the pegasus had hurt her. Her mother's velvety muzzle bumped her withers, telling the young babe that she was to shut her maw and no longer speak. With that she did just so, being the obedient child she was. When she realized her mother wasn't angry she flicked her small ears back, wondering why not. For now that remained a mystery, but what wasn't a mystery was that buckskin stallion's discontent. He seemed to be unhappy as soon as the little roan child had stepped foot into his vicinity. With her small whiskered muzzle stretched out towards him she asked, "What's wrong mister?" She stared at him with her small green pits. The lyrics that came from her lips seemed sweeter than the roan babe had expected. She stood tall, looking at the adult horses with her childish eyes. RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Crowley - 01-09-2013
RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Dakini - 01-10-2013 D A K I N I Royalty shall be the unicorns, thence we shall be treated with respect.
"Speech." The dun introduced himself as Schuler. Very irrelevant to me, but I guessed that it would be nice to know his name. He spoke of someone named d'Artagnan, apparently a doctor. 'Just what I need. A doctor,' I thought and lowered my head a little. I needed a doctor for this goddamned leg. The filly spoke out and I turned my head. Such opinions within a little filly like her wasn't usual - what I knew - and she surprised me at the same time as she made me proud. Even though it wasn't my filly at all. "I need to meet this doctor, if it can be arranged. And thou, little filly, are absolutely right. That air-head should've showed me a bit of respect." My voice failed me by the start of the second sentence, as I accidentally leaned on wrong leg. A painful moan let out and I quickly changed leg. d'Artagnan. I guessed it was a rather fine name for a doctor, especially if he was a unicorn like myself. I was deep in among my thoughts when another voice was heard. I recognized that voice. I didn't see much thanks to the darkness of the night, but I still saw the contours of the brindled stallion as he stepped forward. "At least you made it home." I pointed my horn towards the unicorn, almost staring at him. So he hadn't left me. He spoke about the doctor, just as the other two had. If he had the time? He had to heal me. I am royalty. But I didn't say anything about it, because they wouldn't take me very seriously if I suddenly said that I was a princess from a far-away land. After all, it would sound stupid out loud. With a sigh, I looked at them all and tried to pull of a friendly smile which just turned into a strange grimace. My kins; My family. And I surely hoped that the others in the herd were horned ones as well. "I assume that it's time to tell you my name. I am Dakini, and may I ask for your names as well?" OOC: Blergh ._. . Not treated like dirty slaves.
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RE: Bloody Wounds || Open - Frost Fyre - 01-14-2013 [[You can go head and skip me]] |