Lift Me Out Of The Depths Of S O R R O W {Joining}
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11-12-2012, 11:46 AM
Talsia tossed his firey red mane defiantly at the wind, mocking it, as it had once mocked him in his sorrow over the loss of his half brother and his home. It had seemed to mock him for not having a herd, a family, for not respecting himself, and for being the cause of his half brother's death, as he thought he was the cause, although he was not. It was not his fault that his mother had favored his brother more than himself. But fair, patient, and once-trusting Talsia had loved his brother dearly all the same, not being jealous at all, as his mother had coldly hoped him to be. And even when she attempted to kill him, he held no grudge with his brother or her, for that matter. He just stayed out of her way. But when Talsia had witnessed her unintentionally kill his half brother, it was just too much. She had sent a ruthless killer out to scare Talsia away, so he would never come back, but the murderer had other thoughts, and he used his companion tiger to try to kill Talsia. Mortar, Talsia's half brother, had stepped in front of Talsia to save him, and the wild cat had leeched onto Mortar, sinking its claws into his heart, and giving Talsia a deep scar on his right shoulder, a scar for life. But their was worse pain than a wound he had been burdened with. He was still grieving the loss of everything he was, everything he had been. Now Talsia wanted to move on. He wanted to forgive and forget, but he couldn't. The thing he could do was find a new life, a herd, a mate, a family. And that was why he was here. He was going to confront the leader of the World's Edge herd, and ask him humbly if he could be a protector. Talsia was starting over.
11-12-2012, 10:56 PM
11-13-2012, 03:03 PM
Talsia was baffled and surprised as not a stallion, but a mare, obviously the herd leader, stepped into his path. A mare! Leading the Edge? It was preposterous! His deep brown cheeks turned red, and reddish brown eyes, alive with sparks of yellow, met eyes of pure gold, glittering charmingly at him. The mare had a dark coat, as well as a dark air about her, although he had probably misread her. She asked him what he seeked. He threw his head up, and straightened his back. Talsia was now up to his full height; a small stallion of 14.3. Talsia had always resented his small height, though he acted much bigger, and at six years of age, he knew more about the world than someone would think. "I seek a place in the Word's Edge herd, as a protector. I am Talsia, and you must be the leader." Talsia's eyes flashed, and he waited for an answer. Hopefully the mare would allow him a place in the herd.
11-14-2012, 02:11 PM
OOC: Talsia actually will be turned into an Outcast. Sorry for the confusion. :(
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