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Post by Lunar on Apr 13, 2003 18:15:24 GMT -5
-From the shadows steps the centaur warrioress...It had been a long tyme since she'd set foot in these forests. She'd returned to their old home, to see to the sickened that she'd left behind. Now they had passed, and she had returned to her 'new' home. Her once firey eyes were a bit less firey, more compassionate. The spirit for war had left her as she'd watched her mother pass from this life. Her blue eyes looked around the forest and she touched one of the trees fondly, making her way slowly towards where her home was, her part of the forest. The part she'd once shared with Julius, the part she'd now reign over herself. She wondered breifly if her friend Nadia was still around. Not that she'd be recognizable. Her blonde hair was tied into a braid, something she'd never have done before, her chestnut flanks shimmered even in the darkness, one patch stood out, a small dappled patch, white splotches. In her tail there is a light purple ribbion, entwined in the flaxen (blonde) colored hair...she finally sighs and stops near a stream...glancing around she slowly lowers and lies looking into the water-
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Post by FrostByte on Apr 15, 2003 19:35:36 GMT -5
[glow=navy,2,300]-The metalic chink of altered hooves upon the soft earthren ground. The quick sound of wood upon wire and in front of Jateen stands the warrioress Nadia. Her tanned skin glistens with persperation and looks dappled with the shadows the trees above cast upon it. Where it ued to be perfect, flawless, it is not. Several shallow cuts, all about a half inch away from each other, which portrays the idea of an animal slashing her, run from her side to her naval. Deepest of them all is one that goes from the bottom of her neck, up the side of it, to under her chin. An equally deep one runs from her brow down the side of her cheek to her lower lip. Her long, flowing, golden-brown hair is styled curling slightly around her naval, which is now pierced, a single holden hoop sparkles against her own skin. Her skin fades slowly into her horse half, which also looks a bit different from what it used to look like. The fine velvet brown shines, and near her four legs it turns into mottled ivory and deep brown combination. It strethes down her legs until about 5 inches from her now shinning silver metalic hooves when it turns ebony. The flowing hair of her tail is the same dark redbrown shade that it always was. Her eyes are still a liquid brown but they look hardened now, the look of a warrior. Even when she lowers her bow from where it used to be, inches off from her superior's face, her face portrays that of a hardened warrioress, her eyes don't go back to soft, playful brown, which use to glimmer as if they were laughing. Now they are just brown. They seem to take in light instead of shine it off- Jateen? -She asks, her voice showing some excitement, and as she speaks, a bit of shinnng metal shows itself in her mouth. A tongue piercing as well. She had missed her friend deeply. Auriella had helped her get through that, until she had left... but no, she pushes that out of her mind. She could not blame herself for Auriella, the wolfess had chosen her own path-[/glow]
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Post by Lunar on Apr 15, 2003 19:42:48 GMT -5
-she smiles and nods...she hugs her friend softly. Her own bow and arrow were hidden amoung the bushes somewhere closeby. She'd become more solemn...Less warlike..Like Nadia, her eyes no longer danced, they were pools of compassion and loss. She'd lost so much, her lover, her mother...Most of her clan..A tear slid wearily down her cheek as she brought herself to tell Nadia- Everyone..Everyone we left behind..Killed..Gone forever, oh Nadia..Our parents.. -when they'd left their parents had been elders, healthy despite their age. Disease and famine had swept the region sacred to centaurs after their depature. She'd returned in time to say her last goodbyes to the ones whom she'd called family. None of the clan survived, save the few in WhiteFyre. It truly was a spring of new beginnings-
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Post by FrostByte on Apr 15, 2003 20:22:53 GMT -5
[glow=navy,2,300]-She sucks in her breath quickly, feels slightly faint. Almost all who she had once known, almost all who she had once held dear. They were gone. her parents, her younger sister and older brother. She had always taken them all for granted. Her brother was the mature, strong, silent one. He had looked out for her until it became a nusiance. Telling her who to court and who to not. It had bothered her so. And her younger sister had insisted upon tagging along with her when she became the head warrioress. She was only 16 when she was given the position, and the little foal girl had been her shadow after that, amazed with her sister's strength. Nadia had seen that now, but now it was too late. Before she had looked upon both as nuisances. And now they were gone. Now she only had Zhaneel and Jateen. She feels alone- All gone? -she croaks out, trying to make sure she had heard right- All...? Dhamon? Crystania? -she says, repeating her syblings names to make sure. She had known her parents wouldn't live. They had probably been some of the first to go. but her brother and sister had seemed so healthy when she left... maybe they had gotten away? She hopes as she looks into jateen, her heart breaking clearly through the pain etched in her eyes-[/glow]
[*buawhaha* maybe one of them survived *gasp* maybe we can rope DK into playing one *nudges DK* you into playing horsee-people? ;D]
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Post by Lunar on Apr 15, 2003 20:29:18 GMT -5
They left to find food one night...With Jas..The three never came back, no one knew what became of them. I searched for them, I did...My family..My brother lies dead with our parents. We can only hope my sister..Your siblings survived. Hope is all we have Nadia..I'm so sorry..I wanted to come get you, but I did everything in my power to save those left. Only one made it, she'll make the journey soon. She was a foal when your were appointed Head Warrioess...I young warrior when we left. She was the only survivor..I told her to join us..She insisted on going to look for them, I don't think she'll find them though. -she says softly...The young warrioress whom she'd left behind had been a coal black..She had remained healthy throughout the famine, fore she'd gone away to distant lands beforehand..Only returning in the last months, they'd still taken the toll on the younger centaur, but Jateen had healed her..Helped her along. It was the least she could do for their clan- Julius too..Has passed on -she says softly..her eyes filling with all the uncried tears. Tears she'd held to look strong to her dying clan. Tears that had went unwept while she watched everyone die around her. They spill softly onto her cheeks and she turns away-
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Apr 15, 2003 20:29:25 GMT -5
((*snickersnicker* u two b glad that Twig's already preoccupied with Zhaneel or I'd bring him in to bug yiew))
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Post by FrostByte on Apr 15, 2003 20:44:49 GMT -5
[*g* ;D *bows* we are oh so grateful kender-ful]
[glow=navy,2,300]-She sighs, her knees have gotten strong once more, she no longer stands shakily. She moves up against Jateen, her hooves making a clop clop sound as she walks. she puts her arms around her as she cries, hugging her. So even Julius, their alpha male, Jateen's life partner, had perished. The thought that Jas, Jateen's dusty colored little sister, who had been good friends with Crysania, and her syblins had left conforts her slightly. She knew Dhamon was well capable of providing for the two, though he never was one good with children, that had been Nadia. She almost smiles as she thinks of what the two girls could have done to her older brother.. but then the almost-smile fades as she reminds herself that the plague could have very well reached them anyways. She sighs- We have to find Zhaneel and tell him. He deserves to know. I havn't talked to him in so long... -With that she turns, her tail flowing behind her femininly. True, she had been 16 those years ago, but many years ago they had been. She had left with the small herd to the White fyre land two years after that, when she was of 18 years. She had spent about 3 years in this lush land, and now her fully adult body looks no longer aqward and lanky, but more full and curved. She looks back across her shoulder, looking at Jateen, a 'you comming' look on her face as she slips her arrow back into her quiver across her chest and brings her wooden crafted bow to her side-[/glow]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Apr 15, 2003 20:51:03 GMT -5
((well u betta b prepared, Twig won't stay occupied for long kender-ful.....i like it...i like it alot! HEAR ME! ye shall all now call me kender-ful!))
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Post by FrostByte on Apr 15, 2003 22:04:37 GMT -5
[oh shit i started something ;D]
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Post by Lunar on Apr 17, 2003 19:07:22 GMT -5
-She follows her friend stopping to pick up her bow and quiver...before following however she unwraps the ribbion holding her hair in a braid and let it loose to the wind- Goodbye Julius... -she said softly..She'd waited long months to let her mate go...Now her hair once again lay framing her face..The flaxen color matching her tail..She finally turns to Nadia and nods softly moving after her. Walking beside her friend once again- Let us find Zhaneel...Your right..He deserves to know -she swept a piece of hair away from her face, and a small tear drop became evident...the drop of water slid down her face..the last tear she would cry that day-
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