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| Cataclysm | Oct 3 2014, 12:34 AM Post #1 | ||||
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NEWT -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- living under the sun and stars //mare//light She had finally travelled all this way, miles and miles too become the subject of a stallions attention. It wasn't what she wanted per say, but it was what she needed if she was going to survive. Newt sighed into the chilled winter air, hot breath billowing out around her. Her ink black coat was stark in contrast too the fluffy white background, making her feel vulnerable, and the centre of attention. Newt skirted around the back of some large willows, doing her best to appear nonchalant. She saw some other mares in the grounds, and walked further away from them. Keeping to herself was an integral part of her personality, and the thought of speaking to a stallion, especially one from another land, was somewhat nerve racking. Her deep brown eyes scanned the area drinking in the atmosphere. It wasn't crowded, but there were just enough mares too conceal her enough that a passer by might overlook her for a prettier girl. Newt did not think she was ugly, but she was different. Her bald white face stood out in contrast too her black coat, and the pinkish muzzle and eye area was prone to burning. Her ears, were turned inwards at the tips as was typical of her breed. She was tall and lean from being starved for so long. No, she was not ugly. Newt was just somewhat different. Her ears pricked forward, and she re-adjusted her weight too her hind leg. Her head drooped, she nuzzled the snow for food; eating the light brown stalks underneath. A light dusting of snow began to cover her hide, and Newt resigned herself too waiting; not for the love of her life, but for a safe haven. Pulling her head up, she looked into the falling snow, apprehensive of the future to come. |
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| FearlessWings | Oct 3 2014, 03:57 PM Post #2 | ||||
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Brindled hide stood out in stark contrast to the snow the dusted over the landscape near and in the common ground. Ice-blue eyes stood out within the deep browns and blacks of this beautiful hide, looking around with hopeful but reserved ease. He had claimed a land, then gave it up to try and go with another stallion as Beta, however it didn't work out. Therefore, he claimed a new land, one that was lush and on the western side of the continent he now called home. The white landscaping hurt his sensitive eyes, but he kept them peeled anyway. Which seemed to prove a good idea, for he spotted a black mare with a bald face. Adjusting his gait, he turned slightly to go over to her, his feet a muted thudding on the soft snow. He was completely silent. As he drew closer, the paleness to her coat he noticed earlier was from the snow that was peppered over her hide. Despite the fluffy downy look she had as was custom of the cold season, she looked too thin to be counted as totally healthy, but she seemed alright in any case. He cleared his throat softly as he came around. She was eating on some grass that was soggy and brown from the season temperatures. It was completely dormant, but would provide a little sustenance anyway. Her ears were curved, he was surprised to find; he hadn't seen much of her breed. He had actually seen a mare very similar to her on his journey here in the Gathering, but that one was cruel, rugged and tough just by first glance; he stayed well away from her. Perhaps Kormada was beginning to get in some more new blood besides himself and this black mare to his side. When he was sure she would have looked to him by now, he spoke softly, with a rough smoky voice. "We stick out like a sore in this white environment, do we not?.... My name is Jynx. Who might you be?" His voice was light, but his face was impassive as he coolly surveyed her. He looked every bit the Neutral he was, but perhaps with a bit of darkness to haunt the seams that held him together. To any female who could appreciate color and excellent confirmation, he was a handsome looking boy. He has a dark brown base coats with raven black stripes over his entire hide and legs. Since he is a Mangalara Machador, he sports a proud prominent crest that is similar to that of an Arabian, and most often mistake him for one, however his build is too thick and muscular to be an Arab. A proud, straight face with a wide set ice-blue eyes gaze intensely but impassively from his darkened head. While he does not smile, his face doesn't puck with a frown or scowl, keeping his handsome face smooth and easy to look at. He does finally offer a small lift of his lips to express he isn't totally unapproachable. Edited by FearlessWings, Oct 3 2014, 03:58 PM.
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| `d e p p | Oct 3 2014, 07:15 PM Post #3 | ||||
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| Cataclysm | Oct 4 2014, 01:29 AM Post #4 | ||||
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NEWT -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- living under the sun and stars //mare//light Newt lifted her head, and surveyed the surroundings, drinking in the atmosphere. She sniffed the air cautiously, wondering if anyone would notice her in the far reaches of these grounds. Her nostrils were assaulted with a variety of scents. Those of the other mares and stallions. She drew in another breath, and could almost taste the hope and happiness of some of the mares around her. But in amongst the confusion of smells, there was always the underlying stench of fear and despair. Some of these mares had been here a long time, or had travelled far distances to be escorted away by a stallion that; in the end did not appease there taste. With this scent, she caught another, moving closer and closer too her. A brindled hide made its way into her vision. The stallion was handsome, too say the least. His most striking feature, perhaps, may have been his ice blue eyes. It took Newt a moment too realise, this stallion was not in fact, looking past her as he made his way in front of her. She nervously shifted from one leg to another, becoming uncomfortable from his gaze. And then he spoke. Newt was captivated by his voice. It was rough, yet wasn't enough to scare her. A reply caught in her throat and she smiled at this stallions humorous statement. Though, as Jynx finished off his introduction, another stallion was making his way towards the two. She shuffled back a few steps, giving some room too the newcomer. His appearance was striking. His forelegs painted with bands of black ink, and his muscular appearance was somewhat reassuring too the mare. She shook some of the snow off her hide, and pricked her ears forward, assessing the physical stature of the two handsome males before her. As the newcomer stopped in front of her, she caught his name and his somewhat awkward smile. Aeson. That was this stallions name and she thought it quite fitting. Newt kept in mind that she was not here for love, or too find a stallion that loved her. She was here too find a home, somewhere were she wouldn't have too hide, or be starved. Somewhere she would be accepted. Her curved ears flicked, and she snorted through her pinkish muzzle as she formed a reply too both stallions. "I am Newt." she said simply, nodding her head to both stallions. "Where are you fine men from? And may I ask, what... brings you here?" She continued, somewhat nervously. Her voice was not as frail as one may expect it too be. In fact, it was smooth and graceful. She was feeling somewhat pushed out of her comfort zone, although Newt realised, she had to ask these questions. It would do no good too be pushed into a stallions herd that wouldn't provide for her. Or worse. She blew out of her nostrils, warming the air in front of her, and shook her head, clearing the dusting of snow that had formed on her face. Her doe brown eyes scanned both the stallions, cautious and waiting. |
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| ƒierce | Oct 4 2014, 10:37 AM Post #5 | ||||
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.
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you sit there in your...heartache The stallion wanders through the Homeless Grounds, his first time here in all reality, but the cream-colored male didn't portray that. His expression was a practiced calm, lips twisted into somewhere halfway between a soft smile and a neutral line. The cream on his pelt has darkened only slightly from birth, and his white splashes are stark against it. His physique is more fashioned after a draft build, locks thicker as a result. Satyr strolls forward, pale blue eyes wandering here and there for a mare to approach. He is new to this experience, but perhaps being himself will get him somewhere. As he continues forward, his eyes land on a pretty mare, black with a white face and legs. He also notices the males around her. A brindled male. And a zebra-striped one. Would she even consider him with his pale plainness? Satyr tries to not let this deter him, and the smoky cream tobiano joins the group just after the maiden has given her name, greeting all of them with a nod. His pale eyes go to the black mare, offering a warm smile. "Hello. I'm Satyr." Briefly, his eyes flicker to the other stallions before continuing. "I'm here to look for a companion or at least someone to start getting to know." |
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| Cataclysm | Oct 5 2014, 06:49 AM Post #6 | ||||
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NEWT -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- living under the sun and stars //mare//light As Newt awaits the other stallions replies, she notes a creamy, stocky stallion making his way towards the small group. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling embarrassed and shy from the collective attention. She studied the newcomer. He had a draft like build, and thick mane and tail too suit. His pale hide reflecting off the fresh snow. Newt watched as he came too a halt and spared a glance at Jynx and Aeson. What would they think of this newcomer? For a fleeting moment, Newt considered the fact that one of the stallions in front of her may be a potential life partner. She shook her head, fetlock falling over her deep chocolate eyes as she pushed such ridiculous thoughts from her mind. She had to focus on surviving. The draft smiled warmly at her as he said his name. Satyr. Newt softly replied "Nice too be an acquaintance, Satyr." She said, as she met his ice blue eyes "I am here too look for a home, somewhere I can survive." She sighed, collectively gathering her thoughts before waiting for the others too continue. |
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| FearlessWings | Oct 5 2014, 11:26 PM Post #7 | ||||
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ooc;; Hey Cataclysm, welcome to Kormada! A little note for the future, we normally post then wait for everyone else to put up theirs, so we each have a turn once for the cycle of posters (if there are several, like there are here). So then after Fierce went, the cycle would have gone me, Depp, then back to you for your turn. It keeps things a little easier for us to get replies back in a timely manner ![]() JYNX It does not take long for the two are accompanied by another horse, his presence known by a distant snort. His handsome head turns to catch a glimpse of the other stallion. His eyes flicker to the mare and he gives her a small wink. He makes it clear he doesn't mind waiting for him before making more introductions. Aeson, the also-striped stallion, came up to them. He seemed almost bashful. Jynx liked him instantly; at least he wasn't arrogant and rude like some around here. Jynx gave a polite nod his way. They could almost be related with their striping patterns so very similar, except Jynx had blue-roan-semi-spotted splashes over his face and down his legs. His base coat wasn't a solid brown, either, it was mottled with lighter browns behind the inky black stripes. Like the others, Jynx shook his frame, ridding himself of the snow that had gathered on it. At the dark mare's words- Newt- he gathered his lungs to reply. "I am here looking for companionship.. I've a new lustrous land with no mares to share it with. I thought coming here would be a decent start, at least." His fading voice was accompanied by a small nonchalant rolling of his shoulders as if in a shrug- equine style. Looking at her, he was glad he picked the land he did; she was thin and looked like she needed more nourishment. If he was lucky enough to go home with her in tow, they would get her looking filled out and healthy. His newly claimed land would certainly provide. He cut thoughts from such wishful thinking. Aeson had the scent of other females- whether by passing or if they were in his lands. Jynx was jealous- Aeson probably had company to go home to. Jynx had naught but his land. Still, he didn't hate the other for it. He knew he would have it one of these days. Before much else could be said, another stallion joined them. Jynx fixed a wayward smile on his lips. My, I just may walk out of here empty-hooved! he thought to himself. Oh well. The pale male, Satyr, was also semi-friendly. Jynx also nodded and murmured his name once more. When the female spoke out once more, he turned his attention toward her. His smoky voice sang out. While nobody else was speaking, he would try to get a word in and hopefully some advantage. "I live in West Dale, newly claimed. No other has owned It before-no stale scents or anything. Even with the winter Here, it is still a beautiful landscape with plenty of grass Underneath, ready for next year’s growth to get up. There Are even some cool season grasses near the base of the mountain That is doing well and the mountain itself has numerous Caves for shelter. This is the first time I have left them Since the start of winter. The ocean cuts under a good Portion of the land, but it is obvious where it caves in and We are in no danger. It is a wonderful land, really, and Needs more horses in to become home.” One could tell Jynx was proud of his new land, even Though it wasn’t just a large part of his nature. Every Word spoken was kind and genuine. He was becoming Excited about the prospect of beginning anew. Perhaps Newt, this lovely exotic maiden, would join him. |
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| `d e p p | Oct 10 2014, 03:46 PM Post #8 | ||||
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