the Rift


Story of the RoseThorn - Kiara's Tracker

Kiara Posts: 171
Deceased atk: 4 | def: 9 | dam: 6
Mare :: Equine :: 13.2hh :: 5 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Keiran :: Black Panther :: Stormcall Emily
#1

Current Threads


Future Plans
- Die or leave Helovia

Wishlist & Magic
Wishlist
Start of Quest for Time x Earth Magic - Gives up Breeze and Qian for BirdSong - Has yet to help another with mental or physical scar

Children
- Malachi - Murdered
- Adelric - Born BirdSong Four - twin to Zünden
- Zünden - Born BirdSong Four - twin to Adelric
- Vitani - Born BirdSong Year Five


The Heart is Wiser than the Mind


Please Tag Kiara in All Posts
Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Kiara at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing her.

Kiara Posts: 171
Deceased atk: 4 | def: 9 | dam: 6
Mare :: Equine :: 13.2hh :: 5 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Keiran :: Black Panther :: Stormcall Emily
#2




"talk talk"


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Kiara



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Kiara
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Kiara
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The Heart is Wiser than the Mind


Please Tag Kiara in All Posts
Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Kiara at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing her.

Kiara Posts: 171
Deceased atk: 4 | def: 9 | dam: 6
Mare :: Equine :: 13.2hh :: 5 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Keiran :: Black Panther :: Stormcall Emily
#3


Kiara</style>
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The Heart is Wiser than the Mind


Please Tag Kiara in All Posts
Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Kiara at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing her.

Blu the Bootyful Posts: 443
Administrator atk: 99 | def: 99 | dam: 99
Mare :: Other :: 5'7" :: 25 HP: 99999 | Buff: TWERK
Blu
#4
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I don't know what pulled us this far away from home. I am just glad that home is still well, home. I could of lost everything. Technially, I kinda did since Mom and Daddy have been no where to be found since. I wonder if the even miss me. In their absence however, I have grown. Another change of seasons and i'll be a full year old. I am not my full height, yet. But at the same time I am no longer the little filly who stood on the hill with everyone else. Mom's amulets hang from my neck. Someone had come and stolen the feather she had left with me. I miss it, and want it back. But maybe, just maybe if I go speak with the God of the Earth he will give one to me? I can hope so. I've been working on controlling the magic that seemed to flow in my veins now. So maybe if I show him how good i'm doing with what he's given me, he'll replace the feather that someone took.

I am not the only one who has been growing. Sarabi, is four months old now. I don't think I ever really have said what my bonded looks like. She's beautiful of course. But then again I am biased. Her coat is short and coarse, but tan in color with white markings across her chest and stomach. She also has a little white spot on the back of her neck. Her nose and mouth are darker, kind of a brown or black. But her other markings are the coolest! The tips of her toes, and a line down her spine with lines going down her sides are like, red! Like fire red! Any time she makes it rain fire, oh yeah did I mention she can do that too, her red markings glow!

But enough about us. Yeah, we're pretty much badasses now. But we aren't even full grown. Back to this meadow place. I wanted to explore and of course Sarabi came with me. I hate all the snow covering the ground, but BirdSong is near I think... Okay I hope. BirdSong means i've been around for a full year and i'm ready to be more grown up than I am now. It'll be another year before i'm worth anything to the herd. But that's lots of time to practice with my magic and watch the adults spar. I'l show 'em, I can be big and bad too.

Okay for real this time, no more about us and our amazing life. We move through the snow, Sarabi growling every now and then as it got too deep for her in places. You can ride on my back if you want to.... But that just made her snarl even more. She's like me, wants to do it herself. I'm looking ahead, looking for anything really. That's when I hear it.... No. I hear her. That scream, that voice. My heart drops. No. No no no no no. That can NOT be my Mom screaming like that. I hear the snarling of a big cat and that almost confirms it. I go from a walk, to a flat out run toward the sounds. By the time I arrive it's to late. Mom's dying, her killer just standing there while Keiran lays across her back. I can tell he leaped at the killer, but I don't take the time to see if he made it. Sarabi growls and her red markings glow. NO! I scream at her through the bond as I rush forward to fall next to my Momma. Momma i'm here... I'm here.... Please don't go! Her voice is soft, barely a whisper. Tears well up in my dual colored eyes as I hear her speak one last time. Told me to tell Zünden and Adelric that she loves them, and she loves me. No Momma, don't go! I scream, ignoring the fact her killer is right there. He could turn on my any moment. Keiran lifts his head and licks my cheek. I look to him, and he looks to Sarabi and then back at me. I wish I knew what he was trying to say. But Momma, fills me in. He says to take care of Sarabi, and she needs to take care of me. I nod and she noses something toward me. It's a part of a horn. She tells me i'll know Adelric because he will have the other half. I have to find them, my half siblings. I have to find them both for her. I nod, tears falling down my cheeks as my Momma breathes her last. Keiran licked Sarabi's muzzle and she whines softly. He too, the breathes his last.

I lay there next to her for what seemed like hours, but was really mere moments. Until my grief rolled into my anger. I stand, the half a horn at my front hooves. Sarabi moves forward to pick it up in her jaws, but I stop her. You murderer. I speak in a voice that I never knew I had. It's cold, much different than the voice I had just been speaking in to my now gone mother. YOU BASTARD YOU KILLED HER! I scream, my head flashing down to snatch the broken horn up in my own teeth. I stand there, staring at him. If he tried to harm me, well I already could feel my magic alive in my veins just waiting to be called on. The horn that I held so tight in my teeth... I would use it if he didn't back away. He didn't belong here. He wasn't family. He FUCKING KILLED HER! Sarabi growls as her markings begin to glow once more.


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ooc: No magic used from Vitani or Sarabi yet. The piece of horn is the half of Krieger's horn that Kiara had that will need to be added to Vitani's list of items later.

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I don't know what pulled us this far away from home. I am just glad that home is still well, home. I could of lost everything. Technially, I kinda did since Mom and Daddy have been no where to be found since. I wonder if the even miss me. In their absence however, I have grown. Another change of seasons and i'll be a full year old. I am not my full height, yet. But at the same time I am no longer the little filly who stood on the hill with everyone else. Mom's amulets hang from my neck. Someone had come and stolen the feather she had left with me. I miss it, and want it back. But maybe, just maybe if I go speak with the God of the Earth he will give one to me? I can hope so. I've been working on controlling the magic that seemed to flow in my veins now. So maybe if I show him how good i'm doing with what he's given me, he'll replace the feather that someone took.

I am not the only one who has been growing. Sarabi, is four months old now. I don't think I ever really have said what my bonded looks like. She's beautiful of course. But then again I am biased. Her coat is short and coarse, but tan in color with white markings across her chest and stomach. She also has a little white spot on the back of her neck. Her nose and mouth are darker, kind of a brown or black. But her other markings are the coolest! The tips of her toes, and a line down her spine with lines going down her sides are like, red! Like fire red! Any time she makes it rain fire, oh yeah did I mention she can do that too, her red markings glow!

But enough about us. Yeah, we're pretty much badasses now. But we aren't even full grown. Back to this meadow place. I wanted to explore and of course Sarabi came with me. I hate all the snow covering the ground, but BirdSong is near I think... Okay I hope. BirdSong means i've been around for a full year and i'm ready to be more grown up than I am now. It'll be another year before i'm worth anything to the herd. But that's lots of time to practice with my magic and watch the adults spar. I'l show 'em, I can be big and bad too.

Okay for real this time, no more about us and our amazing life. We move through the snow, Sarabi growling every now and then as it got too deep for her in places. <i>You can ride on my back if you want to....</i> But that just made her snarl even more. She's like me, wants to do it herself. I'm looking ahead, looking for anything really. That's when I hear it.... No. I hear her. That scream, that voice. My heart drops. No. No no no no no. That can NOT be my Mom screaming like that. I hear the snarling of a big cat and that almost confirms it. I go from a walk, to a flat out run toward the sounds. By the time I arrive it's to late. Mom's dying, her killer just standing there while Keiran lays across her back. I can tell he leaped at the killer, but I don't take the time to see if he made it. Sarabi growls and her red markings glow. <i>NO!</i> I scream at her through the bond as I rush forward to fall next to my Momma. <font color=#04B404>Momma i'm here... I'm here.... Please don't go!</font> Her voice is soft, barely a whisper. Tears well up in my dual colored eyes as I hear her speak one last time. Told me to tell Zünden and Adelric that she loves them, and she loves me. <font color=#04B404>No Momma, don't go!</font> I scream, ignoring the fact her killer is right there. He could turn on my any moment. Keiran lifts his head and licks my cheek. I look to him, and he looks to Sarabi and then back at me. I wish I knew what he was trying to say. But Momma, fills me in. He says to take care of Sarabi, and she needs to take care of me. I nod and she noses something toward me. It's a part of a horn. She tells me i'll know Adelric because he will have the other half. I have to find them, my half siblings. I have to find them both for her. I nod, tears falling down my cheeks as my Momma breathes her last. Keiran licked Sarabi's muzzle and she whines softly. He too, the breathes his last.

I lay there next to her for what seemed like hours, but was really mere moments. Until my grief rolled into my anger. I stand, the half a horn at my front hooves. Sarabi moves forward to pick it up in her jaws, but I stop her. <font color=#04B404>You murderer.</font> I speak in a voice that I never knew I had. It's cold, much different than the voice I had just been speaking in to my now gone mother. <font color=#04B404>YOU BASTARD YOU KILLED HER!</font> I scream, my head flashing down to snatch the broken horn up in my own teeth. I stand there, staring at him. If he tried to harm me, well I already could feel my magic alive in my veins just waiting to be called on. The horn that I held so tight in my teeth... I would use it if he didn't back away. He didn't belong here. He wasn't family. He FUCKING KILLED HER! Sarabi growls as her markings begin to glow once more.


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ooc: No magic used from Vitani or Sarabi yet. The piece of horn is the half of Krieger's horn that Kiara had that will need to be added to Vitani's list of items later.

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Momma and Keiran were tucking us in. I had already drifted off to sleep, Sarabi not far behind me as Momma tucked her Earth and Spark amulets into my mane. It was as she tucked her feather from the God of the Earth that I woke up. I listened quietly as Momma and Keiran headed off. I waited until I could no longer hear them before I lifted my head. Sarabi and I exchange glances long enough to know without words what we were going to do. I scramble to my hooves as I hear someone else screaming for their Momma and Daddy. It's towards that sound we head instead of the louder unknown noises that Momma had headed off for.

As I arrive and move to stand on the other side of Shida, I find myself screaming the same words. "DADDY! MOMMA! DAMARIS! KEIRAN!" Not only did I scream for my parents, but their companions as well. My aqua and emerald eyes are wide in fear. Sarabi sits at my front legs, watching everything unfold. She howls a long mournful howl. It chills me where I stand. There was so many down there that don't belong. I find my voice joining in with things I had heard Shida scream before I arrived. "GO AWAY THIS IS OUR HOME!" My own anger building as the wind nearby picks up slightly at first. It's quickly joined by the water as it spins. It grows in size, but not for long as I am not focused nor do I really understand how it works yet. It suddenly stops when Sarabi whines and I realize what I was doing.

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Momma and Keiran were tucking us in. I had already drifted off to sleep, Sarabi not far behind me as Momma tucked her Earth and Spark amulets into my mane. It was as she tucked her feather from the God of the Earth that I woke up. I listened quietly as Momma and Keiran headed off. I waited until I could no longer hear them before I lifted my head. Sarabi and I exchange glances long enough to know without words what we were going to do. I scramble to my hooves as I hear someone else screaming for their Momma and Daddy. It's towards that sound we head instead of the louder unknown noises that Momma had headed off for.

As I arrive and move to stand on the other side of Shida, I find myself screaming the same words. <font color="#2b5e9c">"DADDY! MOMMA! DAMARIS! KEIRAN!"</font> Not only did I scream for my parents, but their companions as well. My aqua and emerald eyes are wide in fear. Sarabi sits at my front legs, watching everything unfold. She howls a long mournful howl. It chills me where I stand. There was so many down there that don't belong. I find my voice joining in with things I had heard Shida scream before I arrived. <font color="#2b5e9c">"GO AWAY THIS IS OUR HOME!"</font> My own anger building as the wind nearby picks up slightly at first. It's quickly joined by the water as it spins. It grows in size, but not for long as I am not focused nor do I really understand how it works yet. It suddenly stops when Sarabi whines and I realize what I was doing.

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So, I've been nice and warm and safe inside my Momma for quiet some time now. Actually, I've been kicking her pretty hard to make more room for my ever growing body. I mean, the first thing I remember I was all tiny and safe in here... Now, well my damn legs take up about half the space. I need more room! I kick as Momma moves along. I can feel her bond with Keiran, whoever that is. I don't understand him when he speaks in her mind. Nothing but a bunch of racket while i'm trying to sleep.

Today that seemed was all going to change. Momma's sides rippled with the movement of the muscles under the skin. The squeeze me tight, and of course I kick out. I don't like being squeezed in! I kick more and I hear Momma groan. She doesn't sound scared. In fact she moves to someplace and flops on something hard. I don't like this one bit. Then she tells Keiran to go get someone.... What's the meaning of all this? "Hurry I need you." She must be speaking to him again. That's really getting old and all. I'll be glad when I can't hear my Momma's thoughts anymore. For one, she thinks way to much. Two, she's always talking to this Keiran thing.

Speaking of the Keiran thing, he's back and a strange voice is with him. I can't make out the voice, because it's all muffled by Momma's belly. I kick some more, the squeezing starting again and this time it was worse. Meantime, something's happening outside. I can feel Keiran's anger through Momma. The strange voice is yelling as suddenly with a exteamly tight squeeze I pop from out of my Momma and into..... What the hell is up with all this light!? AND ITS COLD!! AW HELL NO I WANNA GO BACK!! NO NO NO I DON'T WANNA BE OUT HERE! I squeal in protest as my Momma lays back down, to tired to do anything. So instead I lay here freezing behind her.

My dual colored eyes turn to see who's voice, the strange one that is. It's still speaking after all. "She's giving BIRTH you ignorant girl, do NOT touch her!" Birth? Was that what just happened? Was all the squeezing Momma giving birth to.. ME? AWWW DAMN YOU MEAN I'M STUCK OUT HERE?! I snort and squeal again, demanding everyone's attention. After all, if this is my birth then damn it all eyes better be on ME!

Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem.


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So, I've been nice and warm and safe inside my Momma for quiet some time now. Actually, I've been kicking her pretty hard to make more room for my ever growing body. I mean, the first thing I remember I was all tiny and safe in here... Now, well my damn legs take up about half the space. I need more room! I kick as Momma moves along. I can feel her bond with Keiran, whoever that is. I don't understand him when he speaks in her mind. Nothing but a bunch of racket while i'm trying to sleep.

Today that seemed was all going to change. Momma's sides rippled with the movement of the muscles under the skin. The squeeze me tight, and of course I kick out. I don't like being squeezed in! I kick more and I hear Momma groan. She doesn't sound scared. In fact she moves to someplace and flops on something hard. I don't like this one bit. Then she tells Keiran to go get someone.... What's the meaning of all this? <i>"Hurry I need you."</i> She must be speaking to him again. That's really getting old and all. I'll be glad when I can't hear my Momma's thoughts anymore. For one, she thinks way to much. Two, she's always talking to this Keiran thing.

Speaking of the Keiran thing, he's back and a strange voice is with him. I can't make out the voice, because it's all muffled by Momma's belly. I kick some more, the squeezing starting again and this time it was worse. Meantime, something's happening outside. I can feel Keiran's anger through Momma. The strange voice is yelling as suddenly with a exteamly tight squeeze I pop from out of my Momma and into..... What the hell is up with all this light!? AND ITS COLD!! AW HELL NO I WANNA GO BACK!! NO NO NO I DON'T WANNA BE OUT HERE! I squeal in protest as my Momma lays back down, to tired to do anything. So instead I lay here freezing behind her.

My dual colored eyes turn to see who's voice, the strange one that is. It's still speaking after all. <i>"She's giving BIRTH you ignorant girl, do NOT touch her!"</i> Birth? Was that what just happened? Was all the squeezing Momma giving birth to.. ME? AWWW DAMN YOU MEAN I'M STUCK OUT HERE?! I snort and squeal again, demanding everyone's attention. After all, if this is my birth then damn it all eyes better be on ME!

<font color=#8A0808>Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem.</font>


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