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Post by Nate on Sept 2, 2011 23:31:36 GMT -8
Long ago, I was born to loving parents, the leaders of their small band. But that all changed when I left the herd at a very young age, only a yearling. I was curious, as was every foal when they were young, and my curiosity got the best of me and I ventured too far away from the herd. But instead of turning back and heading for home, I kept on going and going, eventually being taken in by a band on travelling mares, who would not take no for an answer. I travelled with them for the good part of a year, and as I was nearing two, I said my goodbyes and left, taking my own path to a new life and into a new land. It was shortly after arriving in the new land that I met a dapple grey colt by the name of Notorious Kyss, who I took a liking to right off the bat. It was a short while later that an Appaloosa colt by the name of Holiday found us, and the two colts had a small disagreement and fight, and it ended with me following Notorious Kyss back to his father's herd.
The following Spring when we had grown into young adults, we bred, and we parted ways, I went to explore the lands a little more and I thought Kyss had gone back to the herd. But he hadn't. He vanished, and I never saw him again. A few weeks passed and a wildfire ravaged through the land, forcing those who wished to live to flee. But some were not so lucky to escape without injury, some perished in the fire while some stragglers were injured as they barely managed to escape the flames. Everyone who had survived was forced to wander the harsh and unforgiving desert, in search of an oasis or a new land. I banded with a slightly older mare by the name of Kai, who protected me and my unborn foal. And as we travelled together, she told me she belonged to the same herd as I did. The leader was Xanther, who she had loved but his heart belonged to someone else. One of his foals was called Notorious Kyss, the colt I had fallen in love with.
The days slowly dragged by and we found our savior; an oasis in the middle of the desert, but it soon turned out to be bigger than we had thought. Soon after we arrived, Kai left me to go in search of Xanther, and I had wandered around for a while before having to find my way to a safe land to give birth after the contractions had started. I gave birth to my son, Aurum, alone. It was hard not seeing Kyss there, but I dealt with it, and after managing to recover I lead Aurum away from the birthing grounds and wandered around for weeks, perhaps even months, before leaving the new land called Miles Apart. I needed a new change, away from old memories. We travelled for weeks, and eventually Aurum grew into a handsome young colt. He was always on the look out for danger, always making sure he tried to protect me as best as he could. But when we finally set foot in this new land, blanketed in snow, he asked for permission to go and explore, and we both went our separate ways.
I let my hooves guide me through the snow covered land, keeping my eyes peeled for danger, while making sure I keep track of my surroundings, and it was a while later that I found myself standing before a frozen lake. I lifted my head to scan my surroundings, noting where each bush and tree was, and although the lan was covered in snow, it was quite pretty, no doubt stunning when the snow melted in the Spring. I lowered my head, smiling softly, and I lifted a fore leg to gently scrape away the snow to find a small patch of grass underneath. I slowly lowered my head to graze on the grass, one ear flicked forward and the other flicked back.
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for Terenas♥
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Post by Khar ♣ on Sept 2, 2011 23:35:58 GMT -8
ooc || n/a
He could feel it. The burning touch; a malicious caress of unpitying flame. It surrounded him like a shroud and pulled him in with an insatiable appetite. While he could not see anything, he could hear hundreds of screams all around him – pure agony saturating the air like a tangible fog. Terenas tried to move but his legs remained unyielding, his hooves buried in a mixture of ash and mud. Panic began to rise in his chest causing an odd aching sensation to shoot up through the cavity and course along his neck causing his throat to constrict. What was happening? He tried to call out but as he inhaled he began to choke on the stench of burning flesh upon the pyre. The screams were dying down but the agony lingered in a repugnant after taste. ‘H-hello?’ His voice cracked with the effort of speech, a globule of spit and ash trickling down his trachea. Terenas swallowed hard, forcing the mixture back to sit in the pit of his stomach like a hard stone, and tried once again to call out; answered only by a single blood-chilling scream just beyond the veil of flame… then silence once more. He tried stepping forward again, finding the motion difficult but now possible. The blaze parted slightly with his movement, creating a path of charred remnants before him not only of trees and grassland but of carcasses… burned beyond all recognition. Vomit began to pool in the base of his throat and desperately he tried to contain it as he struggled forward with each step harder to make then the last. When the effort became too great, the black colt stopped – standing in the corridor of fire with both walls of flame on either side and behind him. Slowly he shifted his silver gaze, trying to look through to the left of where he now stood. For several minutes he could see nothing but the burning remains of the ancient willow trees… but the scene shifted and a familiar face appeared amongst the natural carnage. Then another. He stared blankly before his heart began to recognize and shatter – it was his parents.
Terenas opened his eyes.
The flames had dissipated to give way to a sallow snow covered landscape, the trees leafless but left untouched by flame so far as he could tell from where he lay. Though the fire had gone, inside he could still feel the anguish eating at his resolve with hungering teeth – burrowing into his very being until he nearly cried out. Quickly he rose to his feet, keeping his head low and his jaw clinched to bite back the thrashing waves of pain. Father… mother…. Their faces, kissed by fire, appeared before him once more. Terenas could feel the tears develop in his eyes and a single drop sliding down his left cheek. I’m sorry! His mind screamed. I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean for this to happen, I didn’t mean for any of this! Though their eyes remained cold and indifferent, scrutinizing him in his memories as if he had been the one to set the flame upon them. But he didn’t try hard enough to save them, either. Oh how he knew that he had failed them, each moment weather waking or in slumber was he reminded of the fact that he lived and they would have as well if only he had tried just a little harder. Just a little harder. Terenas had been spared at the cost of their lives, and now he bore the crown of Light Alpha? He laughed with insurmountable bitterness. None of this should be his, if anything he deserved to perish in the flames as everyone else he knew had. That should have been his fate.
With one last look at their inhospitable faces, he turned away. Stepping forward in a slow meandering walk, his head held low in self-defeat. It was time he returned home to linger in the shadows of the ruins; hidden away where no one but his memories could find him. Though as he walked, carefully avoiding the iced over pools, he soon noticed an obstacle in his path. Lifting his head slightly to see what exactly the dark shape was. He grimaced. Another mare. She hadn’t noticed him yet but he knew that he was too close to back away unseen, but nor did he want to go forward and initiate another conversation. Not now, especially – so soon after the memories had picked at his healing wounds to cause them to bleed yet again. Surely she would be able to see the distress upon his face, unable to hide it behind his usual barricade of listlessness and indifference. He did his best to suppress it and reluctantly moved forward, his silver gaze fixated upon her but his mind longing for the safe haven of the ruins. ‘Hello.’
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Post by Nate on Sept 6, 2011 22:02:41 GMT -8
Fire is a terrible thing, and to experience running for your life from one, was one of the worst things that could happen to you. It was not pleasant. Especially when you thought of the life lost and the injuries that many had suffered. It was one thing I hoped I'd never have to experience again. Closing my eyes, I momentarily ceased grazing to shake my head to try and get rid of those memories, before opening my eyes once again and just looking down at the grass. And for a while, that's how I remained, before lifting my head to look out at my surroundings, wondering just where I was. I knew I'd have to find my son and find shelter for the both of us before night came, I certainly didn't want to be stuck outside in the cold at night in winter. I flicked an ear backwards when the faint sound of crunching snow caught my attention, and I slowly turned to see a black horse coming my way. His head was lowered, and when he got close enough, I could see the look on his face; one that near broke my heart. I lowered my head slightly, ears tilted back, but not out of anger. "Hello."
I offered a gentle nod of the head, and I allowed the gentlest of smiles to cross my lips. I didn't want to scare him away so close after meeting him. "Hello." I let my eyes look him over, noting that he was around my age, if not a little older. Aurum would surely want to meet him later down the track, if only so my son could judge this horse before me to be nice enough to be trusted. He was forever looking out for me, and I know he would make some mare happy later in life. I lifted my head again, still smiling at the dark stranger before me.
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Ew post is ew, sorry D:
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Post by Khar ♣ on Sept 7, 2011 15:45:01 GMT -8
ooc || mines worse. he needs to get happy or something. ><
There was no changing what had happened, no escaping the cold facts – embedded into the fabric of his soul. It spread its seed of despair until Terenas was overcome with a guilt that wasn’t rightfully his. He had no control over the cruelty of nature or the decisions of others – he had NEVER asked to be given anything more than what he had. Yet the blood seemed to soak into his skin turning his thoughts forever red, causing him to recoil from others… to retreat into himself regardless of how much he just wanted to feel alright again. Regardless of his company. The black stallion’s silver gaze remained upon the bay mare, his tortured and hollowed sights boring into her as she turned to regard his presence. She held her head low and her ears back in what could only be assumed as some sort of submission – a display that caused the deepest sensation of disgust to boil. Don’t bow your head to me, I am owed no homage no matter how small. He thought bitterly, his eyes narrowing slightly at the idea.
It was what he truly deserved.
Terenas stood bitterly, his emotionless eyes never faltering. ‘]You are new here.’ The black said finally after letting a silence fall between them for several moments. ‘I’m… Terenas.’ His attempt at a pleasant introduction failed with the rise of unease in his throat. Trying to swallow back the hard stone like feeling he looked away from the bay mare and grimaced. Why did everything have to be so torturous? He knew that he didn’t deserve much else but he had grown weary of the relentless self torment. No part of him seemed able to resist the urge to further eat away his withering resolve.
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" talkitytalktalk."
T E R E N A S
It's like a movie playing over in my head...
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