the Rift


a mother's love [Kamien, Solstice]

God of the Earth Posts: 287
Helovian Ancient
Stallion :: Equine :: 22.0hh :: Ageless
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#1

A swirl of dust and the rumble of the earth announced the presence of the Earth God in his sister's forest. At his side rested a young foal, only a few days old and in desperate need of a mother, not just one who could love him but one who could provide him with the nourishment he needed. Naturally, the Earth God had thought of the mother of his own child then decided against it because she seemed to have enough on her plate with Hototo and a bear cub.

His next choice brought a smile to his face. Solstice was well versed in the ways of mothering and had recently birthed a filly of her own. He felt she was one of the best choices for raising such a young foal. He would have not only a mother but a sister and brother should she accept his request.

"Solstice." His voice rumbled through the forest, seeming to shake the very trees as he called for the mare. The god then stood in silence, watching over the foal as he waited for the mare to arrive.


Kamien Posts: N/A
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#2

Kamien
It is not rational to believe in miracles, for miracles are by nature irrational.


The little pegasus didn't quite maintain the same composure as the earthly god. By the time the swirl of dust died down and revealed a landscape of trees and mist and distant mountains, the young colt was both wide eyed and out of breath. He had promised not to be afraid and he struggled really hard not to be, but it was safe to say that he was somewhat startled by the whole experience of being transported across half the continent in a matter of seconds.

Feathers rose and sunk as he struggled to catch the breath, wings shifting and attempting to fold against tiny sides before eventually slumping down towards the ground once more. He shook the entirety of the body, dislodging a few black, opalescent downs in the process, before finally folding the legs beneath him. He created quite a tangle of feathers and legs and wings upon the ground, lids drooping over vivid ultramarine eyes. It had been a strenuous day, and he missed his momma. Somewhere he had still hoped that the large stallion would take him to see her, and this strange landscape was faintly disappointing.

A sigh escaped him once more and with ears folding back across the neck, he curled up and allowed himself to drift off, remaining half asleep until the one He called for wold arrive.


Solstice Posts: 93
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 15 hh :: 8 (at time of death)
Emily
#3
As it happened, the mother was not far off from where the God of the Earth and the merely days old child appeared. Azale to was at her side, as Solstice had curled around her daughter under the shelter of trees to allow her to sleep against her warm side. At the booming sound of her name however the painted dove gently woke her youngest and began to head in the direction the voice had come from. Azale of course scrambling up and following close after her mother.

Upon arriving, Solstice lowered her head in respect before looking to the god with a young child about her daughter age at his side. Meanwhile Azale came bounding along behind her dam, her gait unusual because of her difficult birth. It was another worry the paint had for her daughter in these cold days. The pale filly ran right past her mother and right up to the young colt. She stopped just short, only when she saw the huge stallion standing next to the colt. Her orange eyes going wide in surprise. With a embarressed look on her face the golden and ivory fem spoke. "You called for me Sir?" Azale scampered back to her right side, hiding beside her mother as they waited to see what was going on.

God of the Earth Posts: 287
Helovian Ancient
Stallion :: Equine :: 22.0hh :: Ageless
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#4

It only took a few minutes for the mare and her daughter to come to the place that he waited with the young colt laying at his hooves. "Hello Solstice." He greeted the mare then lowered his head to the small filly that had bounded over. "And Azale Moniet." He chuckled as she ran back to her mother and hid.

"Yes I did call for you. I have a request." He motioned toward the young colt. "Kamien was abandoned at the Veins and in need of a mother. My request is that you care for him while he is still too young to fend for himself. He will need food and warmth for the winter is cold and harsh." He explained. The god did not wish to heavily burden the mother by giving her another mouth to feed, but the foal needed someone or he would be another victim of the winter.


Solstice Posts: 93
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 15 hh :: 8 (at time of death)
Emily
#5
(I know its not quiet 48 hours, but I wanted to get this up before I left for work tonight)
The painted fem looked to the small foal, sound asleep at the God's feet. A saddened and worried look took over the embarressed one. Who could abandon a small child... Let alone with the cold of FrostFall.. Surely the mother had to of had reason to. Without hesitantion she spoke "Of course I will care for him." Hazel eyes looked back to the filly pressed against her side. "It's alright darling... Go lay next to him." Inside however she wondered, "How am I to keep two young ones warm.. I have no wings to stretch out and protect them from the snow...." A look of worry crossed the dove's face, hoping that she would be able to bring both small children through the harsh and cold FrostFall..

Azale moved forward hearing her mother's words. Was this colt going to be her brother? Wordlessly the pale filly moved to stand near the colt, stretching out her double sets of wings as she lay down next to the younger colt. To her surprise however she found smaller feathers instead of a fur coat like her own. Quickly she tucked her wings in around herself, to keep warm in the cold weather. She looked up, orange eyes looking to the Earth God before speaking quietly "He my brother?" Solstice looked on surprised herself, as it was the first time Azale had spoken. Her voice so soft, yet it did not carry the same accent like her own or Aaron's. Azale truely was a child of Helovia..

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#6

Kamien
It is not rational to believe in miracles, for miracles are by nature irrational.


Slightly too large ears twitched and swiveled on top of the head to catch the sound of approaching footsteps. As they came to a halt, eyelids cracked open reluctantly and revealed the arrivals to a pair of curious albeit tired blue eyes; with a slight snort Kamien raised the head from his thin front knees and looked between the mares and the stallion.

He didn't quite follow the meaning of the words the adults exchanged, and the situation was making him slightly suspicious. This was obviously not Mother, even though they smelled somewhat similar to one another. Warm, safe, sweet from milk. Like Mother, this one also lacked the large feathered appendages by the side, and for a moment he tilted the head while considering this similarity. Not the same, though. No horn jutted from the forehead of this one, no slender tail slithered around the hocks. He wasn't sure what to make of it. The surprisingly steady gaze of the colt turned to the smaller sized horse as she came barreling toward the God - or was it to him? He watched, ever silent how she seemed to become aware of the difference in size between her and the massive stallion, only to retreat and hide in the shadow of her dam. He twitched an ear, puzzled by the reaction. Didn't she know that the muzzle of Him was both warm and comforting? Next to Mother it was the best thing he knew. No other shadow could possibly be so relaxing to lie in, so much that he didn't feel the need to get up on the tired feet and be wary and alert at all.

He was still mulling over the actions of the miniature when something passed between the mother and daughter, that propelled the little fawn back toward him again. Vivid eyes turned to her, focusing on the small frame as she came over and slumped down onto the ground. Wings. There was no way he could miss them, because she quite blatantly displayed them to him before she lowered herself beside him. They were feathered, like his own, but it wasn't what caught his attention so much as the fact that she had two pairs of them. Where had she gotten the second pair? Maybe a bird gave them to her, maybe she stole them from another winged horse. They seemed awfully warm and comfy though, with the way they folded around her sides in a two-fold layer. Kamien ogled them jealously for a while as the warmth from the girl slowly penetrated the air between them and spread through his own feathered coat.

A small black nose reached out, nosing her shoulder and neck suspiciously. A girl. The first being he saw that was his own size and looked somewhat like himself. Her voice was soft and bright, like the birds chirping when morning came. The words she spoke was strange, but somehow easier to understand than those of the adults. He tasted one of them with the tongue, rolled it in the mind and then let it ring out into the air, unsure of the real meaning behind it.

"Brother." What was a brother? It was something he was to her, obviously, but what, more specifically? He pondered it, with a quiet seriousness that was the core of his very being.


God of the Earth Posts: 287
Helovian Ancient
Stallion :: Equine :: 22.0hh :: Ageless
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#7

The Earth God smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he did so when Solstice agreed to taking care of the child. She had already raised a fine young colt and would be doing the same with her daughter and now the little orphan that was left to him. His head lowered when the filly came back to him and he breathed a breath of warm air onto her. "He is your brother, young one." He said in his gravelly voice. He was glad for his choice for he had given the young colt something that he had not had before with his biological mother.

As the two young foals settled down the Earth God looked back at Solstice. He stepped toward her, lifting one massive hoof to scrape away the snow that had fallen into the ground. The dead grass below began to grow and turn green again, but it wouldn't last for long. FrostFall had a way of killing all plant life only for him to revive it in the BirdSong when the ground thawed. "Eat your fill, Solstice." He said to the mare. "Caring for two so young will take a toll on your body." He stepped back, smiling once more. "I will be paying you a visit once the child becomes a yearling." He said before a swirl of dust and snow enveloped his massive body. When it all settled the forest was left silent with no trace that the Earth God had been there except for the small colt he had left behind.


Mirage the DragonHeart Posts: 414
Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9 | dam: 6
Mare :: Equine :: 15.3 :: Eighteen HP: 68.5 | Buff: ENDURE
Akaith :: Royal Golden Dragon :: Fire Breath Whit
#8
Not much went by unseen in the forests of the World's Edge. This occasion was no different. The golden dragon, Akaith, sat in the treetops above, watching the exchange with keen interest. She was confused, for it was her understanding that Gods do not venture often to lands that were not their own; these lands were blessed by the Moon Goddess, and yet she had not wandered here since their take over.. The dragon suspected that the Earth God knew of her presence even if he did not acknowledge her, he was all-knowing after all, but she did not mind being ignored, not when she was merely spying on the goings on at the borders of her homeland. The great God was taking his leave then, and so the little dragon summoned her bonded, silently, informing her of all that had gone on.

Akaith glided with ease to lower branches then, greeting Solstice warmly, with a colourful trill. With much happiness evident in her nature, the little dragon proceeded to coo and caw at the young foals, glad to have them call the World's Edge their home. Soon, the shadows nearby seemed to bend and shift, and the magical cloak that encased the body of the WeyrLeader dropped. Kind, golden eyes fell upon the gathered, a warm greeting wuffling forth from the mare's subtle, gentle smile.

"It seems our family is ever-growing. Good thing Aaron is within, and well on his way to being WingLeader to protect us." Exotic accents curled her words, but the heartfelt honesty was there; they were of course, all encouraged to enter the borders and make the Edge their home. "Come, bring them to one of the camp fires, let the flames warm them against this FrostFall." With that, Mirage nodded her tiara gracefully, and led the way through the thick trees, towards light, warmth, and family.

Solstice Posts: 93
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 15 hh :: 8 (at time of death)
Emily
#9
As the God of the Earth cleared grasses for her to eat, the painted dove wasted no time in moving forward to ease her hunger. It seemed like mere moments before the grass was gone as was the God. Hazel eyes turned to the pair of foals. Now what do I do? Gently she moved closer and lowered her muzzle to nose each child. Sleeping out in the open was not safe nor warm. It was then the trill of Mirage's bonded dragon Akaith caught her ears. She smiled as the beautiful gold began to coo and caw at the children. It did not take long for Mirage herself to appear. "Indeed... Although I wonder what happened to the boy's mother to cause the God of the Earth to find him a new one..." She could not help but widen her smile as Mirage spoke her of oldest child. Aaron really was becoming all she had not been able to become and more. At the suggestion of Mirage the fem went back to trying to get the young ones to stand so they could move to a warmer place near one of the fires that had been set up to get them through this harsh winter.

Orange eyes took no notice as she settled her pale frame of the jealous eyes of the colt next to her. It in fact had not taken long for the young filly to fall asleep next to her new brother. No they may not be blood, but the big Stallion had said he was her brother and since he seemed to be powerful the young filly believed him. It was the colt's nose to her shoulder and neck that got the almost fully sleeping filly's attention. Playfully she lipped at the feathers along his neck before trying to sleep while the grown ups talked. It wasn't long before here came her mother trying to get them both to stand. The girl protested with a snort until the leader of the herd arrived with her golden flying lizard. Moniet scrambled to her feet the moment her mother's nose touched her again ready to move to a warmer place.


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