| Hidden Falls Curiosus II |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 hh :: 15 Buff: NOVICE |
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Dezba :: Black Jaguar :: Stormcall
Ina |
02-07-2013, 02:11 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-07-2013, 02:14 AM by Delinne.)
The quest was not to be forgotten.
Just because her life had changed slightly meeting all of those stallions, she would not forget the quest that the Earthen God sent her on in the beginning of the winter.
The night was luke warm and made the unicorn breathe a bit heavier. Something had changed since she'd met Mauja, and Azzaron. The sadness still filled her heart, but she wasn't allowed to let it take over. It was time for her to cover her face in the war mask she had painted upon herself so long ago.
Time to become that other mare.
Delinne looked around in the big woods, knowing that this was the place where she had walked into Helovia. It was here she'd been when Mauja came to pick her up, following her to the Edge and the herd. Something twisted her heart, but she didn't let the pain take over.
After all, this was something she had to do. She had to do this for the friend she wished so deeply for. She wasn't exactly alone anymore though. She had Azzaron, who loved her. But she needed someone to care for in a motherly way, someone that she could lean on in hard times. Not just a lover.
She needed someone that she could bond with truly.
The mare wandered around in the forest, endlessly searching for something. What did she search for? She did not know.
The information that Archibald had given her all that time ago hadn't helped her very much, and she still didn't know quite how dangerous Mandrake was.
She had seen her in her other form, but was that all that made her dangerous like the jaguar itself? The fact that she could transform into one?
There had to be more. There had to be something more than just the transformation.
"Found a thin red line of madness."
ooc: Only for Casimir c:
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After he had his adventures for the day with his brothers, the blind draft wondered away. He was tired, and ready to get back to where he needed to go: the Foothills. He hoped he would be accepted, so he could live with some of his brothers. He needed them now, though they might have not known it. He was upset with himself for leaving them, and he was ashamed. He felt like a traitor, running away from a land in which meant everything to him.
Upon his short walking on this day, he met a thorn bush. He stepped right on it with his left hoof, and though his hoof didn’t feel a thing, his leg sure did. The skin around his tender ankle felt the thorns tickle, and it tore some of the fur off. He yelped, trying to get himself out, but the bush wouldn’t let him go. The more he struggled, the deeper the thorns got into his skin. He was still yelping, and he started to cry it hurt so much.
“Kipp! Kipp! Someone help me!” He yelled as loud as he could, still trying to get away from the thorn bush. Now he wished he could use magic, or had his companion even more, or just had something that would help him get out. He tried to use his horns to detach the vine that was wrapped around his leg, but he couldn’t get it off. He called again, wondering if there was anyone around, or if he was going to stay there and slowly bleed to death.
"Talk."
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| Hidden Falls Curiosus II |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 hh :: 15 Buff: NOVICE |
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Dezba :: Black Jaguar :: Stormcall
Ina |
How would I receive my friend? My companion? Why did I not understand the jaguar yet?! This quest frustrated me, and I was angry. Angry at Mandrake. Angry at Archibald. Angry at myself for not fully understanding the nature of the animal I sought as a companion.
I had to understand the animal... At least before I returned to the Earthen God. Or, would I just have to visit the Deep Forest? No.. I had to visit the God first.
A call for help disturbed my thoughts, and I raised my head high. Who was out there? Feeling rather plump with my fattening belly, I turned in a different direction and tried to find the owner of the voice.
But I didn't have to look for very long. A grey stallion with twisted ram horns was stuck in a thorn bush, and I assumed almost immediately that he was the one who had called.
"Hush..." I whispered, trying to calm the stallion. From the look of his eyes he seemed to be blind, making me feel bad for him. Poor fellow... I walked up to him, whispering that hushing sound as I tried to cut of the thorns.
I succeeded but his legs were still damaged. He had to visit a doctor as soon as possible.
I raised my head and observed the stallion. I had never seen him before, but still something about him was almost nostalgic.
"What's your name? I'm Delinne, but you can call me Dell if you want to." I tried to be as kind as possible to him. Maybe he could help me with my quest?
"I'm sorry if this is an inappropriate question, but do you perhaps know a mare named Mandrake?"
It was worth a try to ask.
"Found a thin red line of madness."
ooc: Sorry for taking so long ;_;
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And suddenly, the draft was not alone. There was a mare, dark in color from what he could kind of see, and she had a large scar on the side of her body facing him. He was scared, afraid, but she made a cooing sound, one that he hadn’t heard from a female. His mother never once cooed him when he was a foal, not even after he was born. He shuddered, just thinking about her. As much as he respected her, he couldn’t even love her. Love was something he only felt for some of his brothers, like Kipp.
She was a unicorn, for she used her horn to unlatch the horns that wrapped themselves to precariously around his legs. And then she spoke of Mother. Why? Why was everyone also wondering about his family? But even if it was something, he wouldn’t tell her no, or that he didn’t, for he indeed did, and he had for so long.
“First, thank you for unraveling me from such sticky things. If you can’t tell, I’m almost completely blind, and I do not yet have a companion or a magic that can help me see, so it is quite a burden for me to travel by myself. And second, I am one of her nine sons. Casimir, my lady, a pleasure. Though, can I ask, why do you need this sort of information about my mother? Is it for some sort of herd, or are you simply curious because of the kind of family she has brought and raised into being?”
"Talk."
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| Hidden Falls Curiosus II |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 hh :: 15 Buff: NOVICE |
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Dezba :: Black Jaguar :: Stormcall
Ina |
 "First, thank you for unraveling me from such sticky things. If you can’t tell, I’m almost completely blind, and I do not yet have a companion or a magic that can help me see, so it is quite a burden for me to travel by myself."
Almost.. Blind? How was he still alive? If he walked into this kind of stuff a lot, then he would've died of blood loss by now. I look at the stallion, tilting my head with a curious look in my blue eyes. And he knew Mandrake?
"...one of her nine sons..."
NINE?!
That mare had NINE sons? I frown and look at my belly. It looked fat, but I doubted that I was pregnant. I couldn't be.
And I would probably never have nine freaking offsprings.
I wanted to question the young stallion, but at the same time I didn't want to push him. He introduced himself as Casimir, a rather beautiful name for such an.. Eye-catching, stallion.
That was an extremely bad pun.
Curious, I take a step closer to the stallion and think about his question. Why did I want information about his mother?
Because she was the key to my quest.
"It's nice to meet you, Casimir. And the reason why I'm asking about... your mother... is that she has a rather important role in my quest. It's for my own personal sake. I need to know..." I paused and looked into the stallion's blue eyes - noticing a big scar over his left eye - with a calm gaze in my own two eyes.
"How was Mandrake as a mother?"
Maybe she abused this stallion in his younger years? I knew I had no rights to make such prejudices but I had to. I had to know. I glanced at Casimir's legs and frowned once again.
He would definitely need a doctor soon.
"Talking."
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"Mandrake...as a mother?"
He repeated the question carefully, not quite sure how to respond at first. He thought about it for a moment, all of the bad memories flooding his nimble mind, and he shuttered. How to describe such a thing to a stranger, one whom probably didn't know anything about him or his brothers?
"Mandrake...Mandrake was not a good mother. I was born from her, and soon after my father was killed. That’s what she did. She would take a stallion, and once the child was born, we would kill the father. When I was just a tiny foal, I talked back to her. What you see of me now is the result. I have been blind since I was six months, and though many more have passed, I don’t necessarily regret it. There is really no love in our family; it is just more of an atmosphere formed of respect that comes from fear and pain. My mother has taken stray foals, killing their families before brainwashing them and having them pursue her own needs. Though never in the world would I disobey her. I love her dearly. She is my mother after all, and she’s all I have besides my brothers, whom I also love. It seems weird to say but…I wouldn’t change anything.”
The thoughts rattled he brain about what he just said. How had he not realized how horrible his mother was before? Maybe because he was, more literally, blind to it. He wanted to do nothing but love her, even for all she had done and the faults she had, and there was no place for him to draw the line. He couldn’t think of how else to handle her, hoping maybe someday that this would all change, and perhaps they could be a real family. But that day would never come. What a shame.
OCC: Sorry for the late response, and it's a little weird :/
"Talk."
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| Hidden Falls Curiosus II |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 hh :: 15 Buff: NOVICE |
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Dezba :: Black Jaguar :: Stormcall
Ina |
This blind stallion made me more and more curious for each minute that passed. He seemed to be deep in thoughts and I kept my mouth shut to not disturb him. Would he give me the answer to my quest? Or did I just waste my time with Casimir?
Then all of my searching had been for nothing. Mandrake, Archibald... They would've just been smalltalk - scary smalltalk.
My thoughts were just about to wander off and turn into images of my lover, but the sudden sound of Casimir's voice stopped me.
He told me everything.
I just stood there in front of him and had to keep myself from dropping my jaw. In comparison with my own past, I didn't quite know what to think of his story. His mother killed his father? Sounded like the opposite of my own parents' relationship. And she made him blind... And he still loved her? How? What was this quest supposed to teach me about the personality of a jaguar?
I sent a disliking thought to the Earthen God for giving me this quest, but I couldn't do much else than sigh and be fine with it. I would probably understand this sooner or later - somehow. But now... I had to take Casimir to a Doctor somewhere.
"Thank you, Casimir, for telling me this. I'm forever thankful and if you ever need my helping hoof - just call me. Now, we have to get you to a Doctor who can heal your wounds." I gave him a vague friendly smile and stretched my neck to slightly nudge his shoulder. Maybe the Foothills? He would be fine there.
"Talking."
ooc: Omg, so bad ;_; I'm so sorry. Also, should we call this thread quit then?
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The mare looked sad, and for a moment I regretted what I said. I wanted to take it all back, to say it wasn’t true. But I just couldn’t do it. It was the heart I had that couldn’t let me lie, especially about something like that. My mother had done many terrible things in her life so far, and some day it would all end. She would get what she deserved, per the way of the world. However, I would not be the one to do so, so I didn’t have the mind to think of anything about it. The mare talked about giving me to a doctor, and I nodded, knowing to go home for one. My real family, my brothers, and now my new family, the Grey, lived in the Foothills. It was a nice land, and traveling there would be too far away. I was always in need of healing, so I’m sure that Apollo and some others new me too well by now.
“Thank you very much Delinne, I mean Dell. I um…just thank you. This is very hard to talk about, and though it was odd of you to ask, I don’t mind telling you. If you could please, do one last request, help escort me to the Foothills, were I live. My family will take care of me then, burden and all. Thank you again for helping me out of the thorns, that’s one of the messiest things I’ve done recently. Anyways, let’s go, I don’t want anyone to worry about me.”
Though I was sure no one would, I shouldn’t be out of the herd land longer than I should. Maybe someone would come looking for me, perhaps someone wouldn’t. I would have to try it sometime, I guess, but not now.
"Talk."
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