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Post by Tassle on Jun 14, 2007 18:58:45 GMT -5
Freckled emperor trotted triumphant into his terr. Every few moments, his dial would turn to look behind him, checking to make sure his fae was alright and with him. A large meadow and a lake appeared on the horizon and was closing in quickly. A strong breeze blowing with them instinctively quickened the stag's pace. Welcome to Parnassian Meadows, milove. He nuzzled her and continued moving, a smile gleaming both on his face and his eyes.
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Post by silentstar on Jun 14, 2007 19:09:12 GMT -5
It came to her as an blur now. A story, never to be told…
Two tall figures stood over her, an father nipping painfully at her ears, but gently nuzzling her after. Her mother, stood over in and watch. Her tone gentle but mixed with harsh. No scents filled her nares, it was all just black. Then the two figures looked to be alert, raising their heads high and looking away from her. The one, looking to be her father moved away with great speed and her mother gave out an powerful scream. Within an blink of an eye, the darken figures faded, and screams of pain came from a far. Both were gone. She cried out for help, for the figures that showed him love but only one came, an older sibling. Eyes turn to her older brother and right before her eyes, blood split on her face and a body laid dead into pieces on the ground beside her….She not only lost her family, but she lost her voice.
Moments later were the killer’s faces show. They hover over her, circling her like vultures. She was nothing but prey to them, nothing but a toy. They took her in, only to enjoy the torture they brought her. Each day was sleepless and painful. She was used as a pouncing bag and when her heat came, she was nothing but a toy. All for the joy of commanding a land. No one understood the attack and no one explained it to her. She was kept alive, but for no true reason. Simply to have a slave. She lost her voice and so, she could never cry out for help or scream in pain. She was left to rot, treated like the dirt they walked on. She was nothing to them, but they kept her alive, because they enjoyed it. Knowing they had destroyed her hopes, her life.
One day, she had enough and she was able to break free of the pain, though her past still hunts her. So many times had she tried to talk again, only to cough and cause herself pain. Se wanted so badly to speak with the kind voices that came to her, but she only was turned away once they found out that she had no voice. All would get frustrated and she was left alone. She had given up and it seemed she would never find her real voice.
For one she was lucky to had found one person willing to try. Willing to have patience and willing to stay as her friend. She had followed him, to ‘his’ lands, but she knew moments ago it was not claimed. She was proud to be by his side and was going to stay with him. She had no plans to leave him. She was excited to be apart of a herd again, however he was also scared to lose a herd again. All of this was in her mind, but she was still silent. Never to speak how she felt again. Maybe he would understand either way.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 14, 2007 19:16:50 GMT -5
Dissolve again turned to his fae. She had stopped following him, and he quickly rushed to her side. Her orbs were distant, she didn't seem to be all there. Milove? He nuzzled her. Star? Are you okay? Lord continued to call her name, looking for any responce. A glance, a nod, anything. Darling, is everything alright? Worried, stag lipped at her banner, resting his muzzle against her shoulder. She was upset. He could practically feel the fear radiating from her body, warming yet chilling her skin. I'm here for you, midear. He whispered. I don't know what you are going through, and I would claim to. But I can try to understand as best as possible. I know I will never fully understand your plight, but know that I am here for you and I care for you. Lyrics truthfully claimed softly.
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Post by silentstar on Jun 14, 2007 19:48:45 GMT -5
Ears twitch as a voice rang out to her. Lost in her slight memories she was distance from him. Sighing she smiled again, hearing his kinds words. All this was to good to be true. Tossing her mane to show her eyes she nodded her head. ‘Yes’ she was just fine, now more then ever. Nuzzling him back, she had never felt this way for another, never felt these feelings, at least not since long ago. Her eyes now held joy and hope. If she could cry now her eyes would show it, but she had learn that to much weakness was showed in that. Smiling again she held her from for him. Explaining that she care and she was more then thankful. She was thankful; that someone had care for her again, though fear still linger in her to lose him or this was fake.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 14, 2007 19:53:37 GMT -5
Almost content with her reaction, Dissolve turned back towards his home. Think you'll like it here? He asked, playfully nipping at a passing butterfly. Flowers dotted the terr, surrounding them in a colorful kalaidescope of foliage. A small lake lay just ahead, and colored stag raced to it, nickering happily. This was, out of the several small lakes that lay in his terra, his favorite. He lept into the cool water, even more dapples appearing on his already dappled coat. Come on it! It feels great!
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Post by silentstar on Jun 14, 2007 20:25:33 GMT -5
For once in her long life a smile was able to be kept on her face. Tossing her mane back again she felt something more for this stallion. However those words could never be spoken. Sighing she nodded her head again. She loved this land. It gave her another warm feeling and so felt right. Pawning at the found she made the words out of ‘thank you’. Then she took watch of the stallion as he enter the waters. She moved closer the its edge and then herd his words. She paused for a moment and then glanced at her reflections. She was still in bad shape. Moving into the cool waters she grinned and reared up high, creating a good splash in the direction of the stallion.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 15, 2007 10:41:55 GMT -5
Dial turned away to avoid the careening liquid, but it was too late. A tiny, airborn wave pelted him. Bod reared, kissers parting. COLD!!!! Czar shouted. I'll get you for that! He playfully threatened. He galloped through the water as fast as one can gallop, a small wake following his footsteps. He reared a few feet from the fae, spun and trotted a safe distance, then bucked.
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Post by silentstar on Jun 15, 2007 17:36:26 GMT -5
Silent Star’s smile only grew, listening to the stallion shout out. She did not find the water to be cold at all and this made her laugh deep inside. If only she could really laugh at loud. Too many times has she been in the water, simply to clean her wounds. Many of times did she enter to water, to act as nothing but a toy. Sighing, Silent Star tossed he matted mane and lowered her head as the water covered over her body. She flared and tossed her mane back again as it was now all to the front of her eyes. She looked funny. She followed right behind the stallion and moved out of the way of his buck. Star nip playfully at his ear and then came right up to his side and lick his cheek. Never since she was young, had she enter the water to enjoy herself.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 15, 2007 17:53:49 GMT -5
Everything alright, milove? Stag trotted to his fae, tenderly nuzzling her. Quietly he lipped at her banner, tugging it so it bounced upwards once free of his kissers. He smiled gently.
(bah! no muse!)
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Post by silentstar on Jun 15, 2007 18:10:48 GMT -5
Star nodded her head. She was fine as she had always been around this stallion. Tossing her mated mane again she smiled, feeling his tug she moved close to him, letting their chest touch, Her head wrapped around his and she rested it on his back. Her ears twitch and she sighed. This was a simple peaceful moment between them that she hope to never lose..
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Post by Tassle on Jun 15, 2007 18:16:06 GMT -5
Dissolve stood silently for a moment, absorbing the silence. The torrenting waters, disrupted by their play, began to settle, calming him more. He wriggled up to his fae so he was side by side with her. Nape drapped over her barrel and dial carressed her chest. Contented sigh slipped past his kissers as he held his eyelids dreamily half open.
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Post by silentstar on Jun 15, 2007 18:32:40 GMT -5
Lost in the moment, even if she could speak she would not talk in at this time. She wonder how after so long of her mistreatment that she was blessed with a stallion as kind as the one she was with. Deep done, she care not for herself but for allowing him to be happy. If he wanted a heir she would be more then happy to be burden by him. She cared about him and hope their time together would last forever. Taking in his scent deeply, she wanted to try and speak, though all the times she had tried, she had failed and all she did was cough. Not that they both were silent she wonder what more could be said. How well could she show, how much she cared.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 15, 2007 21:44:28 GMT -5
Alert orbs noticed a slight movement of his fae's kissers. Everything alright? He whispered as quietly as equinely possible. He moved his skullary just enough to look her in the eye. Muzzle was still pressed against her cheek, her heart still pressed to his. Through their hides he could feel their hearts beating in synch. It was almost too romantic to be true. He loved this femme, and would do anything for her. Anything at all.
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Post by silentstar on Jun 16, 2007 10:57:45 GMT -5
Once again, Silent Star shook her head. ‘no’ nothing was wrong besides this was to good to be true. She was not ready to just explained to him that if he wanted a foal, she would bare it, she wait for him to ask. She was ready for that, ready to keep this land and accept it as her home. Though she knew she would never have much of a special placed in it, she loved him. She give anything to say those words to him, tell him her past. She sighed again and smiled, hiding what she held within. Nuzzled the stallion with care she kept her eyes lost in his. Maybe he could just tell by looking in them.
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Post by Tassle on Jun 16, 2007 11:02:03 GMT -5
Looking in her deep eyes, brute saw something. A glimmer of...longing? Of love? Of both? Hessian had never been one to read belles, but this one...there was something about her that made him almost hear her thoughts. I was wondering... He began to ask. He was terrified of how she would react, but it was something he really wanted, and prayed she did as well. Would you like to...have a foal? There. It was out. As if released from a great pressure, stag heaved a sigh. He looked at her, hope glimmering in his optics. Please nod. He prayed.
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