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Post by November . on Jan 19, 2006 20:25:36 GMT -5
His head whipped to both sides, franticly searching for that bay mare he had gotten attached to. Nothing. He slid to a stop, white mane and tail billowing all around him. Gone. She was gone. Already? Maybe. He shouldn't think like that. He shouldn't have waited so long. November scolded himself, blaming himself for all those things that had gone wrong. He looked around, hoping that Voice hadn't gotten lost in the midst. One mare gone. Dream! He called, just remembering that she was here as well. He trotted ahead, looking about Echo. His white forelock fell into his line of vision, he shook it out angrily. November felt like falling to pieces just then. But he couldn't. Not now. He had to stay strong. It was a battle won, a battle lost. An even tie.
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Post by faux on Jan 24, 2006 17:52:16 GMT -5
life isn't fair
Voice blinked, watching his odd behavior. It had taken her long to catch up with him, he had been going so fast. She replayed her stream of thoughts. She was queen now of this land. How... amazing. She shook herself, blinking around. He called out for someone, something, some mare that must live here. Her herdmate, Dream. Slender pillars moved forward gracefully, though anxious to get close to the white stallion who had called to her in her time of need. Hope. That's what he was. Orion. Tears began to well up in her eyes because of the thought of him. Indeed. Voice tossed her head, nervous as she saw him among her. She watched him with that same expression, awed by how shaken he looked. November... What's wrong? She called out soothingly, trying to seem calm. She pushed her way through the foliage, nipping at the leaves of a bush. A harsh wind ruffled her dark mane and tail, pushing her closer toward him. Voice looked up into his eyes with pity drawn into her's. She gently nudged his cheek, feeling taken aback by this show of affection. Orion had just suffered, as did she, and now she had fallen for another? Her mind voice scolded her, yelling at her, furious. But her heart told her to go on. Voice closed her eyes, bringing herself up against him as the wind blew harder. White snowflakes began to fall upon her nose. It was winter. If he had lost a mare. Well... Let's just say, it would not be very well. November... Tell me. What is bothering you? Voice persisted, anxiety in her voice. She didn't hide it. If he was worried, she was worried. Chain reactions. Don't fear.
OOC ;; pfft. don't complain about your post. -thwack- it's the quality, not the quantity |
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Post by November . on Jan 27, 2006 18:33:18 GMT -5
three simple words[since dream isn't here, i'll reply]
A... a mare gone. November felt it hard to believe, he looked at Voice in a curious way, both ears barely forward in a melancholy way. He shook himself uneasily, afraid that Dream had been captured. She hadn't come in a while. At that, his eyes narrowed. A sudden fury took over him at that stallion who had taken Shifre. He would fight. Must fight. Don't. Don't lose control over it. November tossed his head, biting his lip to stop this anxiety. He looked back at Voice, suddenly feeling a different emotion. Love. His heart just seemed to jump into his throat and making him unable to say anything, much less think. November shook his head, trying to get back feeling. He got closer to her, nudging her neck gently. It isn't your fault. He murmured, though to himself or Voice he knew not. It was just automatic to say it. November looked past her, at the splendor of Echo. He became lost in it for a moment, forgetting his sadness. You shouldn't get so worked up about it. You'll get over it. November blinked, squeezing his eyes tightly shut. And that's it.
[good post, bad ending. xD] i love you
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Post by Dream**Cloud on Jan 28, 2006 14:52:11 GMT -5
Dream watched from afar, for awhile then entered. She had not heard from Shifre but geusses the fae had been taken. Dreams pillars moved light her breathes, cool and calm. Dream approached the fae and brute and bowed to them both then rose she spoke looking at November,
Excuse me thy lord, i be wondering these past few days, thoughts of Shifre rummage in my mind, i know what happened but sometimes wonder how safe any of us are and what she is doing now, is she happy?
Dream was nattering, spilling ehr soul and guts, she stopped herself abrubtly and looked at him. She felt protected by him, the caring look in his orbs reflected like a mirror as she returned it. It was not yet love, but only time would do that... ooc: srry rlly bad and well umm yea i was gone! im gunna be on more!! |
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Post by November . on Jan 28, 2006 16:03:57 GMT -5
['tis fine. -nod-]
November looked up at Dream, weary but happy to see her. I.. I think she's happy. He murmured, stepping from Voice to see the other mare. He turned back to Voice, smiling. M-may I introduce you to Voice. She's the lead mare of Echo now. November looked back at Dream, his smile broadening. Soon the sadness of losing Shifre melted and his love for both mares burst through. Yes, love. He loved Dream as much as he loved Voice, though both mares he knew not much about. The majestic white stallion stood between both of them, waiting for them to meet and greet each other. Then everything would be set right again, wouldn't it? |
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Post by Dream**Cloud on Feb 1, 2006 16:24:28 GMT -5
ooc: well i am waiting for Voice to post, but umm well she is not! lol wait some more i will but soon i will just post...
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Post by faux on Feb 3, 2006 11:18:20 GMT -5
OOC ;; ack, sorry! i've been busy with other things!
Voice shook her head, looking at the pair. She smiled at Dream as November introduced them. But a regular mare nonetheless. Nice to meet you Dream. The mare said brightly, oblivious to their melancholy of this Shifre's disappearence. She hoped to bring something different to Echo. Something happy. Snow steadily fell down upon the mountainous terrain, piling and piling. She enjoyed winter, no matter how much hopelessness it brought. Voice hummed, closing her eyes and lifting her head to feel the cold brush up against her like a kitten. She opened her eyes, watching November warily as if he was an alien who had captured her. She had forgotten herself there. Voice grinned sheepishly, putting herself back into a serious mode. She was a lead mare again and she needed to act like one. |
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Post by Dream**Cloud on Feb 13, 2006 21:01:50 GMT -5
ooc: its ok me too... you dont wanna hear my sad story...  Dream nodded, glad that the fae was modest and she looked at her, a smile spread on her neat maw once more. She struck the ground with a painted fordagger out of habbit, the looked over to November, wondering what thoughts rummaged in his head. She whinnied and then grazed queitly not sure what she shoud do next? what would come, who would there be? Dream would find out soon enough... ooc: bad post kinda depressed... |
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