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Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN]

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It wasn't long after she finished speaking did one of her companions chime in to fill the silence. So far her head was already spinning with all of the information that crowded the forefront of her memory as she attempted to make sense of it all. She had come to this land an outcast without anyone in which to trust not knowing which way to turn, but upon entering this place many options seemed to be thrown at her. Of course by thrown she meant bombarded and caught completely off guard. In a way this thought amused her to some degree considering what she had experienced prior to this. Well at least they all seemed to be friendly, well so far anyway she thought to herself still wary.

It was strange to have others around and just talking normally to each other, for three years she had only heard the threats and demands of her attackers as they... Stopping the thought short she tried to remove herself from the terror and panic that those thoughts provoked instantly. Shivering involuntarily she forced a breath into her lungs again to provide her brain with much needed oxygen it needed to think again clearly. Shaking her head slightly she was finally able to refocus on the three others around her. While Harmony reassured her that she meant no harm to anyone the name assassins still left her with mixed feelings on what they actually did. Sparing a glance over to Harmony she couldn't help but notice some strange emotion or tension between herself and the black stallion. By the way they spoke it was clear they knew each other or of each other, what was she walking into?

Next it was Adalaide who spoke breaking the invisible tension to speak of each of the herds? or lifestyles might be a better choice of words? It was a lot to take in at once but she surprised herself by knowing a lifestyle of travelling might not be for her. Her nerves could not likely deal with the uncertainty of never knowing where they stood or where to call home. Three years of travelling had turned her into an emotional mess as it was with her always fearing what was around the next corner. As it was she nearly had a heart attack whenever anything moved unexpectedly or appeared near her. The idea of residing in one place appealed to her a little more as it may allow her the time she needed to return to her normal self in time. What was normal though? Her happiest memories of her mother had been tainted by the terrible fate that had taken everything away from her leaving her alone and vulnerable. She guessed that she would have to learn much about herself in order to answer that question truthfully or with any degree of accuracy. This is one thing she could not accomplish if her situation remained as fragile as it was. She hated feeling like she was walking on thin ice never knowing when the cold water beneath would consume her entirely.

The other thought that occurred to her was would she even be able to fit in with a herd, would they even want her? Destrier's voice once again broke through her thoughts as her confused blue optics fell upon him as he spoke. His lyrics seemed calm and reassuring to her stressed and fearful mind, he seemed like he was confident in his descriptions of the many possible choices she had to choose from. Her fate rested in making the right decision, what if she made the wrong one? As he spoke she took the chance to glance over his frame which she found to be well built and powerful like most stallions, but the marks upon his shoulders made her curiosity peek. What had happened to him to leave him with these scars? Did he speak from experience rather than theories or stories? So many questions buzzed in her mind but she held her tongue unsure what she was allowed to say or ask. Caught up in her own little world of unanswered thoughts she had forgotten about the little green creature she had glimpsed earlier. So to say that she jumped out of her skin would be an understatement as she suddenly dropped out of the trees above to land on Destrier.

Ears back and to the side she threw her head up in surprise and nearly tripped over her own feet as she stumbled backwards a few steps before she realized what it was that had happened. As the fear dissipated back to its normal level she felt the embarrassment burn hot in her veins ashamed of herself for being the way she was. Dropping her eyes to the ground she could only imagine the impression she was making to the others. Managing to gather the shards of courage she had left her eyes looked up to see Suli staring back at her as if expecting something. She knew little of the creatures known as dragons so it was a little unnerving to be under such scrutiny. Swallowing the mass in her throat which could've been her heart for all she knew, she tried to find words to break the awkward silence she had created. " While the idea of travelling could be interesting, I have to admit I really don't think I would fit in with you all. Not that I'm saying it would be a bad choice or anything..."She said before pausing feeling the need to explain her sentence hoping she was not taken wrongly. Offering Harmony and Adalaide a small smile she tried to redeem herself if at all possible.

" All your offers are very generous but the idea of having somewhere stable to call home seems to appeal a little more to me. That is if I would even be accepted into a herd such as what you describe yours as Destrier." As the words left her lips she felt a little reassurance in her reasoning which hopefully meant that her choice would best suit her right now. Honestly she was not sure how much more of discovering this land she could do at the moment, her energy was limited at the best of times due to lack of rest and all the excitement thus far left her feeling a little drained and on edge. Yet somehow her decision to believe the stallion was the choice she chose, she thought silently. Never before had she felt the ability to believe anything the opposite sex had said to her, yet here she was. Strange how some things turn out in the end but this was only the beginning of a very long road ahead. Maybe she was signing her death wish right here and now but she knew if things continued on their path as before, she might as well dig her own grave.



TAGS: @[Harmony] @[Adalaide] @[Destrier]
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NOTES: Thanks for the tagging tips Harmony <3 Hopefully this post makes sense it felt a little off of my normal to me.




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Messages In This Thread
Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Brisa - 09-08-2013, 09:29 PM
RE: Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Brisa - 09-09-2013, 02:33 PM
RE: Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Adalaide - 09-09-2013, 03:32 PM
RE: Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Brisa - 09-09-2013, 11:32 PM
RE: Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Adalaide - 09-10-2013, 04:39 PM
RE: Falling Through The Cracks [OPEN] - by Brisa - 09-11-2013, 01:06 AM

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