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The guilt slowly fades; Willow returns with colt...open
Topic Started: Sep 3 2011, 08:57 PM (658 Views)
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The painted mare looks at the border of her home. Sighing she looks at the handsome colt at her side. He is looking around with such wonder at the world around him. Her daughter is close behind. Motioning her painted forward she head towards the center of the land to present Antares to his father. Hoping the stallion would be happy with his new son. Willow knew she was. But then she was never anything but proud and happy with her children. They were the ones she loved the most. This one being her fourth foal. Sighing she finds a spot to await Shieryon.

Azalea stops close by. She settles to grazing. Willow nuzzles her son. The colt walks forward to look around. So many critters buzz about franticly getting things ready for winter. A fuzzy ball of something skirts by his feet making him shriek with joy as he takes off after it. Willow keeps a close eye on the colt. Ushering a strict nicker when he strays too far. He comes running back ot his mother and sister bucking a little. He loses his balance and tumbles to the ground. Shaking his head he quickly gets back up. Willow checks him over briefly. Knowing full well that foals are a little clumsy on their feet the first few weeks of life. She lowers her head to graze. Antares sidles up to his mother and nurses. His fuzzy two tail swishing madly. Afte finishing his meal he walks over to his sister and tugs on her mane. Azalea raises her head and nips playfully at the colts side. He squeals and runs around her. Stopping to nip at her leg. She just laughs and watches him run around. Willow eyes her children and keeps grazing. She is comfortable in the fact that Azalea would do nothing to harm her little brother.

Slowly Antares tires of the game with his sister and flops onto the ground between the mares and falls asleep. Willow looks around for the rest of the herd. Hoping to see them soon.
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SHIERYON every superhero needs his own theme music

The Vanner walked along the borders of his realm, looking to be the very essence of authority that he was. His white feathering cascaded to earth and floated in a walking rhythm. They were just adding elegance to his picturesque form. Stopping near the north, the stallion stoped to smell for any intruders that had entered the Weeping Towers. His dark nostrils flared as he exhaled, noting the scents of Azalea, Willow and their child. Immediately, the male turned towards the center of the territory, trotting in the direction of their trail. As he approached, the stallion's chocolate eyes noticed a small foal playing with Azalea before plopping down and sleeping. When he stopped, the Vanner lowered his large head to run his muzzle soothingly over the contours of the child's body. He smiled, pleased: it was a colt. Shieryon raised his head, speaking softly. "He's beautiful. What have you decided to call him, Willow?"

Turning to Azalea, he nodded. "You grow more beautiful with each passing day. Have you decided what you will do once you become of age?" The black paint could have guessed that she wouldn't want to stay once she was old enough to leave. He could identify with that a little, even his mother had about killed him for approaching his new brother. The paint's black ears pinned back into his mane a little. He hadn't seen Fytove since that day. Shieryon promised himself that he would find his siblings, whether or not it called for seeing his mother again.


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song: Power - Kanye West
Edited by ƒierce, Sep 4 2011, 12:06 PM.
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
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The painted mare was comfortable relaxed you could say. For a mare that had just given birth to a rambunctious colt you would think she would be more on edge. Weakened by the daunting task of nursing and just plain rearing the foal. But she was a veteran now. This was her fourth child and her third child stood nearby another set of eyes on the colt. Willow trusted Azalea to not hurt the colt nor allow harm to come to him. Willow knew that the two had already created a strong bond. Even though Antares was her half brother she knew the two would always love one another. That was something Willow was proud of. She hoped that someday Antares would meet his older half brother Cobalt. But right now she was awaiting Shieryon.

Catching his scent soon enough she rose her head from the ground and swallowed the last bit of grass she was chewing on. Azalea's head remained on the ground still munching away. Antares was still sleeping. She watched as the handsome Vanner stallion approached. Noting how much their son resembled him. She hoped the colt would grow to be a strong and kind leader someday. She smiled as the stallion approached and then nuzzled the colt before speaking.

Her eyes remained on the colt for a moment for he was awake and staring at the newest addition to the group. He got to his feet and sidled up to his sister. Willow turned to the stallion. "He looks like you. I have named him Antares." She looked over at the colt and nickered to him. Azalea nudged him towards his father.

Azalea perked up when Shieryon addressed her. Almost blushing at his words. She still was not completely sure of what she was going to do. For now she wanted to stay and help with her brother. She had time. "I am not sure. I hate the thought of leaving my mother. But I shall know soon." She looked at her brother who was standing near the stallion but still not sure of him. Azalea lowered her head to him. "Its alright. Thats your father. He won't hurt you."

Antares stared at the stallion and took a step forward to sniff him. Reaching out his fuzzy black nose towards him. He looked back at his mother and sister once more before looking back. A small smile appears on his young face. But he says nothing awaiting someone else to speak.
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D e s i r e&R h e a

Desire was munching happily on the lush green grass that Shieryon's land provided, while her gorgeous filly was off exploring. Rhea was getting more and more independent every single day though much to Desires surprise the little filly had developed a deep bond with her elder brother Ariston. Desire knew that the almost grown colt loved the little filly and so she never had any qualms when she was with him. Though presently Ariston and his mother and brother where no where to be found and this concerned Desire more than a little though tried not to let it bother her. Though she would have liked Xyla, fearless's daughter to become better friends with Rhea so she could play with someone her own age.

A scent wafted through the air and desire's head raised in surprise, then remembered that willow had left for the foaling quarry some time ago and probably had just arrived. Calling for her daughter she trotted towards the many scents including Shieryon's that now entered her nares. As soon as the pair broke from the cover of tree's Rhea broke into a gallop barreling straight towards her father. Rhea adored her father who was only second to Ariston. At 8 months old Rhea had put on some weight and was almost completely weaned though Desire would occasionally let her suckle for a few minutes. Skidding to a halt Rhea rubbed up against her father touching a velvety muzzle to his shoulder.Daddy, I missed you. Rhea told her father quiet bluntly. She love him and though he was the best thing since sliced bread.Desire arrived shortly after her daughter and nickered to Shieryon and nuzzling him affectionately. Hello dear, it is so nice to see you.. Rhea turned her attention to the new colt her eyes lit up and started conversing. Willow, Azalea your back. It was so boring with out you. She told her friend, who was much much older than she but she was still fun to play with. Then she noticed the colt who was still looking at her. Who are you? Rhea asked curiously then turning back to her father with happiness in her warm brown eyes. Daddy? is he my new brother? Rhea was so excited and Desire could only laugh and smile at her talkitive daughter.



N o t e s : Rhea = <3, I love this family
M u s e : yes
W o r d s : 357 words over 3 letters

Desire speaking && Rhea speaking
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The bay mare was grazing in a meadow, being bored and lonely. She missed Willow, and was awaiting her friend's return. Suddenly, she heard her friend's call, and was devastated that she had to resist the urge to go. Shieryon had a rule that he must approach any one who enters the territory first. She gave it a good couple minutes, and then trotted swiftly and anxiously in Willow's direction.

When she emerged in their clearing, she saw that both shieryon and Desire were there. She went up to Shieryon's side and exclaimed, Willow! He's beautiful! Then looking down at Azalea, she said, Hello, Azalea. My it seems you get more beautiful with every passing day.Smiling down at her friend's new colt, she spoke again, softly. What did you name him?

ooc;; Sent, Shiekra would maybe want a foalie this season xD
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SHIERYON every superhero needs his own theme music

The Vanner looked down at his newborn son, remarking on how similar they looked. Antares, what a strong name. The stallion smiled and nodded at Azalea's words as he kept his eyes on the colt. "Hello, Antares." Shieryon touched his muzLe to his son's, inhaling his young milky scent. The Vamner raised his head as Desire and Rhea approached. He chuckled as Rhea rubbe against him. "It's wonderful to see you both. I'm glad that both of you are doing well. And yes, Rhea, he is your little brother. Be careful when you two play." The Vanner smiled in greeting as Aheikra wandered into the group.
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
Lir | Martyr | Sonste | Thames
28 || adoptions -- log -- mare plotting -- to do list Asylum | Flannery | Hoarfrost | Israël | Magdalena | Rivulet| Salvatore
Sears | Stheno | Tribulation | Vermillion -- ( up for adoption )
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Willow was excited to see her new friend Desire arriving with her young filly. Happy that Anatares would have another foal to grow up with. She hoped the two foals liked each other. Rhea was such a friendly little filly it was hard not to like her. Azalea liked her..but they were so different in age. The filly ran forward sidling up to her father. Azalea envied her a little. She hadn't really gotten to see hero wn father much before he and her older brother disappeared. It seemed that happened in every herd. Horses just up and disappearing.

Her ears pointed forward when the filly spoke and then Desire. She smiled at Rhea. "Hello Rhea and Desire. Its good to see you." She watched Antares who was curious about the new horses on the scene. He moved from his older sister's side. He was still curious about his father. But now he had someone his own size. Willow looked up to see her old friend Shiekra walking up as well. Smiling when she spoke.

"Thank you Shiekra. His name is Antares." She looked at Azalea whom Shiekra had addressed. She just smiled. Shieryon was touching muzzles to his son. And then he spoke to Rhea. She laughed at his words. Antares nosed his half-sister. He bumped her shoulder gently like he was testing to see if she was real.
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Fearless and Xyla had napped for most of the beginning of the get-together. Fearless startled awake when her daughter squealed in excitment. She shot off, her gangly legs taking her swiftly too the many scents ahead. Fearless followed at an elegant jog, her sooty legs propelling her forward. She was still somewhat stiff from the abrupt excerisize. She found Xyla bounding about Rhea, and smiled happily. She went to Shieryon, nuzzling him affectionately. She nodded to all the mare and young ones collected.
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Rhea did not know quite what to make of the new one. When he bumped her shoulder she squealed and bumped him back and ran away at top speed, when he did not give chase she came back to stand next to her father to obtain reassurance that she had done nothing wrong. Though soon Rhea squealed in excitement and bounded off towards the filly who was rapidly approaching. Soon a game of tag ensued and Desire just had to laugh at her daughters excitement. Soon an old friend came gracefully jogging into the picture, desire 1/2 expected to see Ariston by her side and a little frown appeared on her face when he was not to be sighted. Rhea would be upset that he did not come. After all the kiddies where rounded up Rhea trotted up to fearless and nuzzled her before she began talking again. "Fear where is Ariston?? I miss him." She said in a small voice. Desire walked over to her friend. "It has been a while Fearless. It is very nice to see you again" Embracing her in a sort of horsey hug she stepped back and looked at the little gathering together. How nice it was to have the whole family together again.
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The bay andallusian mare looked around surprised when even more horses joined their group. She was really in a large herd. She looked at Willow when she spoke to her. Smiling, she replied. A lovely name that is! Then looking over at Shieryon, she spoke tenatively. Um... Shieryon? I do believe that I too would like a foal this season. It seems I am the only one who is without one. Smiling, she wondered what he would say.
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The Vanner stallion smiled at what Sheikra had to say. "As you wish, Sheikra." His duo-colored lips pulled into a slightly apprehensive frown. Though Fearless had given him three healthy children now, he was still concerned as to whether or not she would disappear again. And if he was going to choose a mare to rule beside him, she needed to be loyal. The stallion cleared his throat rather loudly, intentional so that they would all listen to him. "Since we are all gathered here, I would like to tell you all that I will choose one of you to rule beside me. If you like, you can come to me and say why you think you should be lead, or I can decide for myself." The black and white stallion glanced at Fearless apologetically, wishing he could just choose her. It wouldn't be fair to the other mares if he had. Shieryon looked down at Antares and smiled, nuzzling Rhea. Looking to Fearless, a troubled look crosse his features. "Do you know where Ariston and Arisén are, Fearless?"
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if i am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me
Aura | Fatale | Harlem | Phalaenopsis
Shikari | Shtriga | Vervain | Vitae
Carnivean | Finnigan | İskender
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Fearless accepted Desire's warm affection with a warm, gentle smile of her own. Rhea was excited to see Xyla, seemingly, but she was soon onto Fearless of the whereabouts of Ariston. Her beautiful face crumpled into something of anger and confusion. I expected them to be here. Her blue eyes cut to Shieryon, who also didn't know. Her ears twisted back on her head in irritation. He nuzzled Xyla closer to her, but the filly suddenly took off, all gangly legs and wispy banners. She was flying to none other than Ariston, who appeared lazily behind Shieryon.

A slow smirk creased his handsome, smoky features. Did you all miss me? His eyes soon found Fearless, and he gave a stutter step to see exasperation in her usually cool eyes. He merely shrugged his shoulder, the arrogance still evident. His eyes then found little Rhea, and his expression seemed to soften slightly. He moved to her, shouldering his way through the crowd, but not unkindly. His head inclined to acknowledge his father, the lead, of the land. I haven't a clue where Arisen is, Father. Probably checking the border or doing whatever it is he does. His voice carried an amused pitch to it, as if that were funny that his brother was not here, or the fact he was doing something for the land already. He stood over by Rhea, nuzzling her softly. He pointedly ignored his mother's burning glare. He looked to Xyla, who peeked at him with suspicion.

Then, she timidly crept over to Shieryon, and pressed her nose into his muscular chest. She glanced over at Ariston with triumph, as if saying, ''I am in favor of Daddy today, not you.'' Her little tail spun in excited circles, the wispy hairs exploding from static from occasionally passing over her tiny rump. Fearless was amused by this, but Ariston simply busied himself with asking how Rhea fared.

Fearless looked up as Shieryon spoke, her face a perfectly cool mask. She lifted her shoulers slightly as if to shrug from his sympathetic look. She could always pull the whole ''I gave you an heir'', but she was just interested as to see who he would want. It depends on who you trust the most to lead the herd better, and choosing the lead should not be chosen out of love, for that could generate weakness in the future. It also should not be decided upon who gave the heir, for any mare could produce a healthy son. Do what you must, but choose wisely. She said, her voice clear as a bell. It also carried a note of warning, and approval, for he had not chosen her out of love, which was a good start.

It too warned him that he should pick wisely, or wait until one proved their worth. She relayed one last bit. Perhaps you should wait, and we could all jointedly help in keeping order, to see who is better fit. That is unless you already know everyone here, and their capability. Lead mare should not be chosen on a whim, it should be thought upon before hand. Have you thought of that, Shieryon? Her voice was a gentle inquiry, nothing disapproving. She was urging him to make the best decision for the herd, for she had several children in it, and wanted the utmost best for them.
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Willow quietly took in all the activity around her. It seemed she had chosen correctly in coming here. Her daughter seemed happy to have new friends. Her new son was enjoying his siblings. She was confident that she would be here for a long time. No more moving all the time. She forgot the number of homes that Shetan had moved her to. But she was a loyal mare that was for sure. Up to a point.

She listened as Shieryon spoke. Asking the mares to give their arguments for lead. Willow sighed. After having been the lead mare of an empty land she wasn't sure she was right for leadership. After all she left the land. But with good reason. Waiting for someone who never came home can kill a horse. Her daughter was right. The nearly grown filly had grown bored of the group and was now grazing some feet away. Willow looks down at her black and white son. He is eyeing a butterfly. Smiling she looks at all the other mares and foals. Such a large group. She didn't want to fail anyone. And besides she was still quite new. The mare named Fearless spoke. Willow agreed with her. Parting her lips to speak. "Having been a lead for a mostly empty land I can say its not a decision one should take lightly. I believe Shetan had chosen me because of my loyalty. But you need someone who cares about the good of the herd. Who is cool under pressure. Someone who won't leave when the going gets tough..." She trailed off on that last part. She still felt an ever minute twinge of guilt for leaving.

Looking around she wonders what the other mares would have to offer.
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