| Deceased atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: Three Years HP: 60.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
| Emily |
Amani
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Another season, another patrol. Funny that I seemed to keep being sent in the same area. Not that I mind. I just hope this season I get to meet more of my herd mates. I feel like, I have been alone and on my own for far to long now. Even though I am still young, I feel old. Maybe it's just everything I have witnessed in my short life. It's sunrise as my frame lifts off from the sands of the Throat. The cool OrangeMoon air feels good, even though I am not looking forward to FrostFall. I love BirdSong the most, but OrangeMoon has to be a close second.
As I fly, it gives me time to think. I really have seen a ton. Two two months, I had run in fear as wolves attacked our small family. My father had fought hard, but I think he knew he was going to be no match. Mother had fought too, but not for long as she listened to Father's cry to run. We ran, and a several wolves who had hung back from attacking my Father attacked Mother. I barely saw Father fall, before Mother cried for me to run as well. They truly loved me, and their love was shown that day. I made it away. I am here and alive. I just wish I had found my Uncle by now.
I had arrived in Helovia as a six month old filly, taken in by Elsa and escorted into the hole that led to the Heart Caves. I need to find Elsa, it's been to long. Hiding in the caves had been frightening in their own right. Then there was all the murders, and the huge ship and lastly the God battles... Maybe, this is exactly why the entire herd patrols and not just our warriors. Gently, I begin to coast down until my hooves gracefully touch down. Yep, patrol party of one here to check out the Rotuna. Wonder if my partners, whoever they may be will show up... Or what I will find today.
"Sed interdum rutrum urna, sed pellentesque sapien tempor in."
& @Spice - Patrol thread - Post order is a LIEEEEE
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| Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 6.5 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.3 HH :: 7 years HP: 69 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Lazarus :: Melanistic Lion :: None
ShadowMare |
Let me in
I'll show you how the world really is
The Dragon's throat had become a very important place for Miseal. A lot had happened, well actually more then just a lot, a ton. That hardly did it too, Miseal was a father now, he had more responsibility then he ever has had. He did not worry though, the man of stripes was perfectly capable of balancing life on the mass of his shoulders.
He was slow in getting to his patrol, everyone was winged, expect for him. Damned pegasi, they had it easy. It's not fun trying to get somewhere when you weighed like 1600 pounds and couldn't fly. He did it nevertheless, valuing his position in the herd and holding up his part of the deal. After all, the Dragon's throat would be nothing without the protection of it's members as well as everyone doing the job they vowed to do.
He arrived, finally. Golden gaze briefly looked over the rotunda, he had never been here before, out of all the places he had been too. His eyes then settled on his patrolling partner, he assumed this was Amani, but it could be Spice...oh how clueless he was in these situations. He promised himself that one day, he would be able to recognize all the faces of the DT, and then he would not have a problem like this. The winged (of course) mare was of earthen tones, browns, onyxs, and whites. Her face was traced with white and her sockets were filled with gold like his own. "I'm Miseal, if you didn't know, and you are..?" He asked, trying his best not to sound like a jerk(which was pretty easy considering he was one.) Miseal's eyes then drifted to her wings, and a question popped from low, masculine words. "What is flight like?"
OCC: sorry for being so darned late, holidays got me behind
"Talk?"
| Deceased atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: Three Years HP: 60.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
| Emily |
Amani
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"I'm Miseal, if you didn't know, and you are..? My head turns to spot a very handsome stallion. He had horns like a ram, but it was his coloration that got my attention more than anything. I was like he was part empty night sky, and part early morning sunrise. His coat moved from blues and purples to a golden brown. All of which was accented even more by the stripes of different colors. The very much matched the rest of his coat, but in their own way. His eyes seem to be the same color of my own. I find myself glad once again that I can never seem to get dirty. My body seems to have a glow and sparkle about it, much the way my mother's had. Of course, she had said the God of the Sun had blessed her with her coat. It was not something she controlled. She often had said the blessing must of passed down to me. "Oh um, hello Miseal. My name is Amani. Pleasure to meet you." A small part of me wanted to say the pleasure was all mine.... But well, I am not very good at being overly social. Let alone to try and flirt with a stallion I just met.
But then again, why shouldn't I? Not like Cera was ever going to notice me. Not like anyone was. I am just the shy young Apostle who was once a Diviner. "What is flight like?" My awkward and sad thoughts were brought to a halt as he asked me what flying was like. "It's hard to put the feeling into words. Flying for me now, is natural... Just like breathing. But as a foal when I was still learning it was very difficult. But the sights while flying... Simply amazing." I pause for a moment, thinking of all the places in Helovia I had seen from the air. "I wish there was a way for me to show you. It is not something easily explained."
I stood there thinking a bit more, trying to find the words to describe flight. But a question of my own instead blurted out of my knowledge seeking mouth before I had the chance to stop it. "What is it like, to have horns?" I stood there frozen in shock of my own question. "I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that.." My voice trailed off shyly.
"Sed interdum rutrum urna, sed pellentesque sapien tempor in."
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| Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 6.5 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.3 HH :: 7 years HP: 69 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Lazarus :: Melanistic Lion :: None
ShadowMare |
Let me in
I'll show you how the world really is
She speaks, her words tipping his ears forwards as he settles at her side, peering out at the greeneries of the world outside the stone pillars. Her name confirms his guess, and he dips a horned head, muscled coiled and arched in his self glory, making sure that they were highlighted as he shared his respect to the maiden. "Pleasure is mine, Amani." He said deeply, enjoying the soft breeze that weaved his mane with the winds.
Golds turn away from the pillars and the colorful glass, orbs settling on her white face. He let his thoughts drift to the clouds, trying to imagine what flight was by the painting she paints with soft, silken words. He had only ever come close to flying with the flaming wings of the throat, but it was such a short experience that the chromed had only ever dreamt of the travel by air. Sighing, her shrugged, "I wish too, but that is alright. Thank you for sharing, I've always wondered."
A chuckle escaped him at her question, he was humored by her shyness, after all, Miseal never felt remorse of his questions. Perhaps if he did he would be liked by more, but the chromed was a curious man and his lack of filter made his questions...quite interesting. A smile crept on his lips, "They give me power, and lots of height. I love my horns." He added, vanity lacing his words. "I wouldn't give them up for much, but flight, I would love that." the beast admitted, lanterns drifting to her wings, over the curves of her rump, the toning of her legs, the colors of browns and black, the winged was a stunning specimen.
"I can offer flight without wings though..." He whispered to her ear, teasing, playing, testing.
OCC: move 1
"Talk?"
| Deceased atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: Three Years HP: 60.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
| Emily |
Amani
The more we stood there and talked, the calmer I began to feel. Was this what it was like, to be social with others? I have kept to myself for so long, that outside of those I already know.... Well I am shy and quiet around most including the ones I know. Why else would Cera not know of the feelings I had for him. Feelings that I was slowly learning to let go of. He clearly was not interested, so why should I be interested in him? Back to the present. "Pleasure is mine, Amani." Why am I almost swooning over the way he says my name? Even his voice was attractive. But I must not show it, because well... I won't allow myself to get close to anyone.
I had attempted to weave a decent description of flight, but nothing could compare to the actual feeling of soaring in and out of the clouds, dipping down just low enough to brush a feather tipped wing against the surface of a lake or the ocean, or even being able to get away from a situation that was upsetting and let the winds sooth you. "I wish too, but that is alright. Thank you for sharing, I've always wondered." I sigh softly, wishing I could turn those feelings into words. I wish I could let him see through my eyes and feel what I feel.
Thankfully, Misael did not find my strange question offensive. Instead he answered me just as I had him. "They give me power, and lots of height. I love my horns." I had to agree with him. They did give him height and power. "I wouldn't give them up for much, but flight, I would love that." I smiled softly. "If I could trade my wings for your horns for a day, I would." Instantly I became shy. Maybe, if that was possible he wouldn't want to trade....
But he goes on and his whisper catches me by surprise. My head tilts to the side while my ears prick forward to listen really close to what he was saying. "I can offer flight without wings though..." Flight without wings? How could that be possible? "But you can't fly without wings, can you?" I had never seen anyone who didn't have wings fly... So how... My naive mind was sent spinning trying to figure it out. A part of me, wanted to just blurt out prove it. The other, the more shy side kept my mouth shut. However I do get the feeling that should he offer to prove how, I won't turn him down.. No matter what it means.
"Sed interdum rutrum urna, sed pellentesque sapien tempor in."
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