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springtime in the meantime; HERD TOPIC ((MUST REPLY))
Topic Started: Feb 26 2012, 04:15 PM (421 Views)
ƒierce
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.
OOC: This is a herd topic. Everyone needs to reply; if you don't your characters will be assumed deserters. Those with vacation threads are exceptions. Names will be crossed off after you reply. Desire, Rhea, and Hendrix [Ghost]
Fearless, Arisen, Ariston, and Xyla [Fearless]
Willow and Antares [Squirrel]
Sheikra and Daphne [PhantomStallion]


S H I E R Y O Nevery superhero needs his theme music
The Vanner stallion moved calmly along the borders of his land. He hadn't seen most of his herd in some time, which somewhat disgruntled the black-patched male. His splashed form moved towards what he deemed to be the center of the territory. Once he arrived there, the Vanner lifted his large head and let his maw part, letting a bugle echo from his mouth out across the land. It was spring once again in Kormada, and, thankfully, the stallion had avoided seeing his mother once again. Granted he hadn't seen her in years, Shieryon didn't necessarily want his mother to be involved in his or his children's lives. Treagan had looked down on him for most of his foalhood while he had been with her. The Vanner mare had never realized that she had been lucky enough to have a first-born son. Shieryon was unaware of any of his siblings besides Selainer and Fytove, which meant Rapture and Briar. He was, also, clueless as to Fytove's death. None of them knew actually.

The stallion lowered his head to a small puddle, which had formerly been a large patch of snow. The liquid was quite cool as it ran down his throat. His black forelock fell in his eyesight, and Shieryon snorted, flaring his nostrils. Last time he had checked, there were six children residing in the land, along with five mares. In the last herd meeting, he believed that either Shiekra or Daphne had asked for a foal next time around. And now, about two times later, he had not been approached by either of them. Shaking his head, Shieryon raised it to look about. He wondered if he would be approached this time around, and he longed to see his family again.
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 )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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Willow was grazing quietly by herself. Her nearly two year old son was off exploring and her daughter had gone off to find her own herd. She was feeling a bit lonely. She had come here to make friends and have someone to talk to. And it seemed like she was in the same boat she was before. But she stayed. Her loyalty to a stallion was too much to make her leave. After leaving Shetan she had to make up for that.

A bugle echoes off the land and she raises her head to the direction. She is eager to talk to anyone. Looking around she looks to see if Antares is about. Shrugging she motions her painted form towards the bugle. Her long elegant legs reflecting her andalusian breeding extended to carry her towards Shieryon. She spies the gypsy stallion and issues a happy nicker. Stopping a few feet away she place a gentle nudge on his shoulder. "Hello Shieryon. I pray you are faring well." She smiles.

The painted colt was exploring his father's vast land. He found fun in chasing the various other creatures that dotted the land. He was yearning to get out in the world and explore. He no longer needed his mother for sustenance. And he knew he was not the heir to this land so it seemed silly to stay. He loved his parents but he longed for adventure. He would ask them soon if he could get out. Hearing a deep bugle upon the land he knows it could be none other than his father. He takes off in a fast gallop towards the call. He spies his parents and speeds up. Not noticing the pond he manages to splash in and slams on his brakes, sending water careening towards his parents soaking his mother and possibly his father. When the water clears he spies a glare from his elegant mother. "Sorry about that. I didn't see the water." He says between laughter. "How are you guys doing?"

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ƒierce
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S H I E R Y O Nevery superhero needs his theme music
When a mare finally approaches him, Shieryon is pleasantly surprised to see that it is Willow. He has long admired the Andalusian mare and was seriously considering making her his lead. Desire was often gone, and the Vanner had not seen Fearless in too long a time. He smiles at the gentle nudge she gives him, and the Vanner stallions extends his own mzzle to her cheek, caressing her gently before he pulls his black and white maw away. "Yes, I think I'm doing well, Willow. Though it seems that none of us are exactly interacting." The Vanner male chuckled, his black-splashed rib cage expanded and contracted as he breathed deeply. It was then that the large stallion realized that their son was not at her side. And, just as he gave the mare a quizical look, the colt appeared and splashed them, by accident, with water. While Willow gave the boy a glare, the Vanner merely laughed and shook off the excess water, letting his long dark forelock wash over his dark eyes. "I'm glad to see you, Antares. I had hoped you hadn't gone far. I was actually about to propose something to your mother here before you arrived." He winked one brown eye at the Andalusian female before leaning down to nudge his yearling son gently.
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 )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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We have nothing to fear but human stupidity and the squirrels.
When Shieryon laughs at their son's antics the mare drops her glare and joins in. She stands silent when he speaks to the colt. Her two toned tail slaps against her painted hide. She looks at Shieryon with a curious glance. "So, what is it that you are proposing?" A smile forms on her lips. She was tempted to give him another foal. She was still fairly young and in her prime. She liked having foals it was one of the most enjoyable things to her. And since Azalea left she was feeling a little lonely just having Antares around.

Antares shakes the water from his coat. He smiles when his father speaks. "I have been exploring a little. But I am not ready to leave yet." He smiles and looks at the two equines wondering what they would have to say next.
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The bay Andallusian mare was wandering her home, thinking. She thought about Azalea, who had recently left to find her own herd. She thought of Shetan, whom she had converted to a neutral for and had then disappeared. She thought of Shieryon, who was kind and nice and she was thinking of loosing her virginity to. She mostly thought of Willow though, and how she worried for the older mare. The other Andallusian mare had been unhappy when they had left the home of Shetan, but she seemed to be happy now with Shieryon. She was lost in thought, and just barely heard the loud bugle made by the stallion that she called her claimer. Turning, she made her way to a small group of three equines; a giggly Anteres, and two soaked parents. Smiling, she walked over to the trio, and spoke. Hey guys. Whats up? I haven't seen anyone in ages.





The palomino mare was wandering in her home, bored out of her mind and thinking about her claimer that she never saw, when a loud bugle echoed across the land. At first she ignored it, but after a little bit she decided to go and see what Shieryon wanted. When she got to the group of four, she found a giggling colt, a soaked Shieryon and Willow, and a smiling Shiekra. She couldn't help but laugh at the sight, and was still laughing when she spoke. Hello Willow, Shieryon, Shiekra, and Anteres. I'm sorry but you two look ridiculous! She motioned towadrs Willow and Shieryon when she said the last part and awaited someone to speak.
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The Vanner stallion smiled slightly when Willow asks after his proposal. His black auds prick forward as Antares speaks, and he nods. Shieryon knew what it was like at that age for a colt. He, himself, had been constantly curious, but his mother had not condoned it well like most mothers would have. Looking to the mare, he says, "I was going to ask you, Willow, if you would accept my offer of being my lead?" His voice is even and cool, but the painted stallion was nervous as to whether the Andalusian would accept or deny him. He had never done this before, but he felt almost certain that Willow was that right choice for the position. He had more of a connection to her than his other mares, and she had shown herself to be a good mother. Shieryon felt that this trait could maybe transfer into being a good leader among his mares.

As Sheikra arrived, the Vanner turned his attention from Willow to her, and he smiled. "Hello, Sheikra. It's wonderful to see you. I was just thinking the same thing; so I decided to bring everyone together once more. Soon, Daphne arrived as well, and Shieryon smiled again, happy to see the palomino female. He chuckles at her comment, the tone low and rumbling in his chest. "I don't know how I look, but I'm sure Willow is just fine and far from ridiculous." The Vanner sighs and flicks his tail against his black-splashed hide. With a sigh, the stallion raises his head more and looks around the group, noticing a few faces are missing. "Does anyone know where Desire is? Or where Rhea and Hendrix are?" The mare's disappearance had left the Vanner male worried.




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 )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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While waiting for Shieryon to speak her dear friend Shiekra shows up. She smiles and nods to her friend. The mare had followed her all the way from Conception Island. Smiling when she speaks. "Seems like it doesn't it. I hope you are faring well." She turns her attention to Shieryon when he speaks. She smiles for a moment unable to speak. She was flattered. But somewhat apprehensive. Her last lead mare gig had been short lived and she ruled over an empty land. But here at least she had friends to look over. She felt protective of her herd mates and their children. That was something she got from her parents.

Looking at the stallion she nods. "I accept." She hoped the other mares wouldn't hold it against her. But she seemed to be the one the showed up first for herd meetings and got along with everyone. She was not the type to hold power over others. Thinking herself ot be a fair leader. Her attention turns to another mare showing up after Shiekra. One she hadn't had much interaction with. She was laughing at her and Shieryon's wet coats. The mare smiles and laughs. "My rambunctious son here thought it was hilarious too." She glances at Antares who merely grins.

Shieryon speaks some more to the other mares and painted mare remains quiet. She did wonder about Desire and her small brood. She was concerned for their safety and hoped the fared well. "I haven't seen them in some time." She frowned slightly looking at Antares who shrugged.
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I am sorry I will post I promise I did not even see this...
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No.
Alecto Does Not Have A Lisp.
It is just the way he talks. Sort of like a Snake.
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OOC: PS, it's your turn
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 )
Hollow | Ristian | Sémillon -- ( potentially adoptable )
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