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 Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:29 am
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Skyefenyx (( This is a Private RP for Kyrianna's Fortune and Infin's and Skyefenyx's Kale. Please do not post unless asked <3 )) 
Skyefenyx Kale stood dozing under the shade of a willow. There had been nothing better to do before then and he had felt tired anyway. His ears twitched back and forth every once in a while; an attempt to locate danger before it was too late.His mind flittered over a mirad of dreams, never seeming to fall deep enough to be caught into a single one and he was constantly snorting himself to wakefulness. He drifted off again after waking, his tail flicking at one of the last lingering bugs that had lived through the first cold days for winter.
Kyribird Fortune was not danger, at least, so he needn't mind her. He probably wouldn't have had to mind her in the least of the female hadn't been walking without being mindful of her steps, cracking random branches beneath her hooves.
Or the singing. She was singing stuff and nonesense and the poor female didn't have the best voice in the world. Not that it was the worst, either. It just wasn't the best - and it cracked every time she hit a high note.
Not that she minded one bit. Nope, to her, she was perfectly on pitch. After all, it was a stuff and nonesense song that she made up - there could be no wrong pitch.
Skyefenyx Kale's ears flicked toward the strange new noise, interrupting his nap. He blinked open vibrant green eyes and raised his dark head to find the source of such a....song. She wasn't the best of songstress' her voice flittered over the notes with varying degrees of accuracy. He let out a heavy sigh. So much for a restful sleep, not that the sleep he had been in before had been entirely restful.
He tossed his head, both to clear it and to get the white braids out of his eyes. Looking over, he heard that whoever was singing was coming toward him so there was no reason to move ahead. Perhaps if shesaw him she would become more quiet?
Kyribird Fortune stopped short upon seeing the male, green eyes going wide. She hadn't been expecting anyone to be around and suddenly shyness crept over her.
It definitely shut her up singing wise, giving Kale's ears rest from those horrible notes.
"Uh..." she started, looking back and forth, "Did I disturb you?"
Skyefenyx Kale raised a brow as the mare quieted at the sight of him. She was pretty enough, green curly hair flowed off her shoulders, and similar green stripes extended down her front legs. She slowly nodded his head in greeting, "Not particularly," He replied carefully, "I wasn't sleeping well anyway." He shrugged, "What brings you here, miss?"
Kyribird Fortune's head gave a little bob, "Well, I'm glad I didn't disturb you. Sometimes I get lost in my own little world..." she trailed off before lifting flicking her head and making a few strands of her green hair move away from her sea-green eyes.
"Nothing in particular. Just...here?" Fortune wondered if that made sense to anyone other than her. She didn't particularly ever know where she was going unless she HAD to go somewhere.
Otherwise it was just random wandering about.
"You?" It was only polite to extend the same consideration to the stallion, wasn't it?
Skyefenyx Kale nodded, mentally forcing the sleep from his mind. It was clinging and he'd rather have his wits about him. "Just being here is fine," He bobbed his head as a breeze ruffled his braids, "After all, it's not like there's much to do around here anyway." He shrugged, "But I digress." He gave her a faint smile, she seemed like a nice enough soquili.
"I'm afraid, I am just "here" as well." he looked at her, green eyes glittering in the sunlight that streamed faintly through the willow's leaves, "May I ask your name? It is rather rude to just say "miss" all the time." Cocking his head and he added, "I am Kale, by the way."
Kyribird Her head canted to the side, "I think there's lots to do, if you just look for it." It was a small disagreement but maybe he just hadn't taken the time to look for things to do?
Or maybe she was just slightly out of her mind and found weird things interesting. Both were high possibilities.
"My name is Fortune. It's nice to meet you, Kale."
Skyefenyx Kale nodded, "There's nothing wrong with sleeping though," He yawned, "Passes the time quite nicely." He tossed his mane, "A pleasure to meet you, Fortune." he answered genially, "How are you this pleasant afternoon?" He was awake, might as well provide a pleasant conversation.
Kyribird "It does. But you miss much when you do." Fortune often regretted sleeping. How many things had she missed, after all? Then again, her dreams were always pretty entertaining.
"I'm doing all right, thank you for asking," the mare paused, "I'm sorry for interrupting your nap, still."
Skyefenyx Kale shrugged, "It's not a big deal, I can always catch up on it later." He flicked his tail, and mentally sighed, conversations weren't that easy when the other party didn't contribute much. The silence lengthened and he finally sighed, "So tell me, Fortune, how long have you been in the soquili lands?" Lame question, but he didn't exactly have much to work with.
((Abandoned RP ))
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:32 am
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Skyefenyx (( This is A Private RP for Naysha Aysha's Victor and Infin's and Skyefenyx's Kale. Please do not post unless asked <3 ))
Skyefenyx Kale trotted over the frosted grass, his breath frothing in a gray mist. Winter was practically upon the land and many soquili were bunking down in their teepee with their families or mates. Kale didn't mind the cold, it was quite refreshing after the numbness set in. He continued on his way toward the forest to see if the small grove he had found a while ago was still unoccupied. He flicked his tail lazily as he trotted along, deep in thought over his recent encounters with other soquili.
Naysha Aysha Victor had made a break for it across the frosted grass the chill only making him more hyper then he normaly was. Today would be the day he thought as he ran ever faster over the land. His wings seemed strong enough and he was ever eager to fly like his father and mother could. Spreading his wings he ran as fast as he could towards a small hill, but yet again he wasnt watching his feet and he caught a hoof on a rock which sent him rolling. He had been running so fast that he rolled clear over the little hill and pasted by a black stallion before he finaly stopped when he smacked into a tree.
"Owww......... I wanna do that again!!!!!!!"
Skyefenyx Kale stopped abruptly as a black form rolled directly in front of him and smacking into a tree. With a startled snort he realized that it was merely a foal, "What are you doing here?" He asked, stepping toward the colt. His eyes flicked over the colt's body, looking for an injuries. Only minor cuts and the colt would probably be feeling the effects of his tumble soon, "Are you okay? That must have hurt." He tossed his white briaded mane and watched the colt's movements. Perhaps he should go look for the colt's mother...? She would know what to do better then he, after all.
Naysha Aysha Victor wasnt hurt he did this sorta stuff all the time. He wasnt the most grace of creatures alive. After one more moment of laying on the ground as the strange stallion spoke to him and then Victor begain to move. He rolled to a stand and shook off the snow that had collected on him.
"One can ask the same of you. What are you doing here? And Im fine, that was nothing just alittle crash, fights with my sibblings hirt more. My name is Victor, nice to meet you stallion." Victor waggled his tail almost like a happy puppy before flicking his mane in a simular manner that to Kale.
Skyefenyx Kale raised a brow at the foal, an incredibly outspoken foal it would seem, talking right back to him like that. He didn't kknow much about foals though so he really couldn't say if this was the norm. "A little crash, eh? Not so little from my point of view." He responded but let it go, the foal obviously wasn't terribly hurt from the tumble and so, Kale had no reason to dwell on it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Victor," He replied genially, "My name is Kale." He registered the little colt's mimick of his toss of his mane, and was bit amused, "So what brings you to these parts, Victor?" He asked, providing a conversation to stave off the knowledge that the morning was cold and that the cold was sinking into his bones.
Naysha Aysha Victor was the hyper type of foal and couldnt stay still for longer than a few moments and the chill of the day wasnt helping his manners much either. So he begain to prance in place, while still listening to Kale as he spoke.
"Im a free stallion I go where ever the wind may blow. I almost flew....I think....no I know...of course I know, but to my sadness etc etc. my hoof hit a hidden stone in the snow and that's how I fell. As far as being in these parts, where are these parts?.....I mean I know....but do you? You look kinda lost, do you have a family??"
In truth Victor had no idea where he was, but he was the type that never let on. He much perfered trying to trick others into saying the stuff he wants to know about. In his eyes this made him look smart and wise about things that a normal foal would be confused about.
Skyefenyx Kale watched the the little colt speak rapidly and in the back of his mind he wondered, Why was this colt asking and talking so much? he stamped a hoof awkwardly, unsure of how to respond. With a toss of his mane, he threw caution to the wind, "A free stallion, eh? You're a colt, not a stallion yet, Victor." He decided not to comment on on the colts explanation for his crash, it would only cause trouble.
Kale snorted, "A family? I have a brother, and I rarely see him so I guess I have a family, what about you?" He swung his head around, where was his mother? Shouldn't she be watching after him? He chuckled softly, "Of course I know where I am," he replied, amused, "But you probably don't, with that question, lad."
Naysha Aysha "Maybe I look like a foal, but mentally dear stallion I am a stallion much like yourself." Victor stood as strait as he could to try and look tuff and mature.
"Yes I have a biiiiiig family like everyone should. Even if mine doesnt always get along. I have a brother and a sister. A mother and father of course and recently I find out not only do I have a Grandmother and a Grandfather, but I have a Great Grandmother and a Great Grandfather as well as a Great Uncle and Aunt, and a regular Uncle and Aunt.And that doesnt count the non-blood family" Victor was proud of how big his family was and unknown to him he was about to have two more great aunts and or uncles that were going to be younger then him.
His mother Sgina wasnt the best for this type of job at the moment she thought he was with his non-blood Grandfather Rahu. So she had no worries to his where abouts.
"Aw but you see I like to test adults....well for once though you are right I am indeed lost....Hey you said you dont see your brother much right, well that's not really like having a family is it? Would you like to be in my family I dont have a big brother. Wanna be my big brother, of course you do?" Victor said with a large grin and a fast swishing of his tail.
Victor had now decided that Kale would be his older brother, now rather Kale wanted this or not it didnt matter, Victor's mind was made up.
Skyefenyx Kale laughed openly, what a saucy colt! He flicked his tail, and looked down at the striped foal, amused by his antics, "I see, I see," He murmured, chuckling mentally. "You do have a big family, Victor," replied, nodding once.
His ears twitched as the foal acknowledged his lack of knowledge. At least the colt could recognize his lack. And his attitude was very amusing to deal with, though it might not help him if he ever tried to find a counterpart.
He blinked down at the colt, "Big brother?" he repeated lamely, unsure of what Victor had said. It was a tempting offer, he was the physical younger brother, something his older brother never let him forget. But did he know what he was getting into? The colt's mother probably wouldn't like the fact that her son had elected him into that role.
"What about your mother and siblings?" He asked finally, raising a brow, "Shouldn't you ask them if it's okay to elect someone as your big brother?" He wasn't agreeing to it and frankly, he had ni idea how to be a big brother.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:27 pm
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Skyefenyx (( This is a Private RP for [ Lady Kiya ] with Cualtzin and Infin and Skyefenyx's Kale, please do not post unless asked <3 ))
Skyefenyx Kale grazed lightly as the sun reached it's zenith. The day had been relatively calm, nothing had seemed out of place. He continued with his lunch, tail flicking as a fly landed on his back. The meadow around him seemed to be filled with faint life, bees buzzing over the flowers that lay a bit away and even a small rabbit poking it's head out from its den. He breathed in the warm, soothing scent and sighed, content.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin slowly trotted, his head up most intellegently like most handsome stallions. His curly mane and tail flew lovely in the air. The flowers in his tail and mane kept in place almost magicly. His very nice coat of black, greys and whites showed nicely as he trotted in the light. The bright colors in his mane showed brightly as well.
Today was a joyous day. He'd seen his mate, though wasn't able to talk to her. She was on another trip with her two legger. But that was perfectly fine with him. He loved it. When she came back, it made every moment with her even more special. He had a huge grin on his face as he trotted with closed eyes. He knew where he was going, though every few steps he'd open his eyes to see where exactly he was going.
He flicked his tail as he went. He needed to talk to someone. Perhaps the first soquili he met on his way? Ah yes, that'd be quite nice. He loved running into others. He looked around, not seeing anyone yet. He continued on.
Skyefenyx Kale shook his braided mane as a gentle breeze ruffled his coat and continued grazing on the sweet grass. It was tasty but he was soon becoming thirsty as well as full. He took a break from eating and took a drink of water from a small stream nearby. He looked up, narrowing his eyes slightly from the sunlight and pricked his ears forward, Had he heard something? He wasn't sure but it didn't really matter, he would deal with whatever came. Flicking his tail he resuming grazing, but only lightly, he needed to be alert.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin came out from some brush that just happen to be in the way. How fun it was to go threw them. He had a huge grin still. What a very strange soquili. He was most happy all the time. Not one soquili had he seen, besides his lovely mate, where the same way. He took a deep breath as he rested his eyes on another soquili.
Another soquili, what were the chances of that?!! Awesome. He started stopping his front feet out of excitement as he stood there looking at the new stallion. He was most black, but had white mane and tail. It wasn't Rahu. Good thing, he didn't want to run into that mean soquili.
"HELLO!" He said overly loudy. He had so much spunk, though it scared some soquili away. He didn't mind, he LOVED the way he was. Infact, he was a little proud of who he was, but not to selfcentered. He loved seeing what others thought and didn't mind hanging around new people. "I'm Cualtzin" He said a bit more quiet.
Skyefenyx Kale raised his head in response to a very loud hello. He watched the large stallion trot closer, his gait energetic and happy. He was spotted and had flowers entangled in his mane and tail. Briefly, Kale wondered how those flowers had gotten into the stallions mane, but shrugged with the realization that a two-legger had probably done it to him.
His ears flicked forward as he caught a name, "Hello, Cualtzin." He greeted dipping his head slightly in greeting, "I am Kale." He flicked his tail slightly. He did not move forward toward the other stallion, it was not in his nature to elicit contact with someone he didn't know well. He stood solemnly and waited for the energetic stallion to move closer.
[ Lady Kiya ] He came closer, about a few feet away. "Oh! Hello, Kale. Interesting name there. I thought you where someone I'm trying to advoid. But you have white mane and tail." he tilted his head. He didn't believe he'd seen any soquili with light mane/tail with dark body. "Wow, you sure are different. OH! I love your feathers." They were his favorite color. Green.
He was much like a Mare, but he still had his own male personality. He was simply a foal in an adult stallion body. Though, he was quite serious when he needed to be. "Oh! how do you get your hair like that. I don't think my curles would braid so well." He always when to the detail of the other, to maked sure he knew them well. He wanted to make sure he would be able to reconize them in a herd. "It's a pleasure meeting you, by the way."
Skyefenyx Kale raised an eyebrow as he listened to the spotted Stallion, "Thank you for the compliment on my feathers." He replied politely, this stallion was very much like a mare, commenting on all of his physical attributes. He shook his head and neck, causing the braids to flap against him, "I'm not entirely sure about them myself, my two-legger did it for me." A single ear flicked forward, "A pleasure to meet you as well." fter a moment he decided that it couldn't hurt to ask him about his flowers, "And I see you have flowers in your own mane and tail, did you two-legger do that for you?"
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin chuckled. "Oh gosh no. When me and my mate, Tally, went out for a roll in flowers, they got stuck and she liked them in my hair so I kept them." He didn't understand why it was so... unlike anyone to have flowers in their mane and tail. He saw plently of mares who had flowers, and a few stallions. But only after he got them. Perhaps they saw how cool they really where on him?
He gave a smile. "Well, my two-legger made the so they'd never die, but that's it" He added not realizing the flowers could be fake.
Skyefenyx Kale nodded his head, "They fit quite well with you, Cualtzin." he replied, swishing his tail. He sighed and glancd around the meadow. There wasn't a lot to do round here in the meadow. After all, kit was just an empty grass, perhaps they could go off and explore the forest itself? or do something. Just the two of them standing there was getting rather boring but he wouldn't suggest another course of action, he didn't know this stallion well enough to offer a suggestion to do something other then this. His ears twitched back and for as the silence lengthened.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin circled Kale for a second, but he wasn't looking at him. More about thed suroundings of the area. He knew it slightly. Though it didn't seem like there was much to do around here. He watched some birds fly away as he steped and broke a branch that was on the ground.
"Hmm." He thought for a second. Then he got a huge grin on his face. "You know, we need to do something." He stopped next to Kale. Perhaps he'd like to have fun? But what to do, oh what to do.
Cualtzin did a few side steps away, and then back towards Kale. Much like a dance. He'd got pretty good at it, since he practiceds a bit. He smiled at Kale. "So, what do you want to do? I'm sure you wouldn't like to dance, and sing or have fun like that".
Skyefenyx Kale raised an eyebrow as the spotted stallion circled him, "Indeed." was he only reply to his first statement and as Cualtzin danced away he shook his head slightly, "Who said I didn't like to have fun?" He asked, only minutely offended by that statement, after all, he was the most out there of stallions, unlike others he had glimpsed. "I don't know how to dance, and I am sure I cannot sing."
He looked at the spotted stallion and raised a brow, "Pray tell, what would you like to do, oh most fun of stallions?" He asked, tossing his head, the braids smacking against his neck audibly. If Cualtzin knew about fun, then let him find something for them to do.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin gave a chuckle. "Sorry if I offended you, but I truely didn't mean you didn't like to have fun. I just stated that you might not think that dancing was fun, or singing." He went in a circle, then looked back at him.
"Well, I certainly asked you what you thought was fun, but if you want me to decided. Though, I don't think you'd like what I liked." He said as he did a slight hop towards a puddle. It looked not so muddy, but once Cualtzin jumped in it and mud splashed everywhere.
"But there's no harm in trying something new. How about mud wrestling? It's fun. Though, quite messy." He said continuing to splash around in the mud. He knew that alot of stallions didn't like to act foalish. Though, Cualtzin didn't care one bit, infact he just did whatever he wanted infront of anyone.
Rolling in the mud, then getting up he looked around. "Perhaps not that! We could chase butterflies, or birds, though butterflies are always good for beginners." He added. "Or!! We could go swimming, Ah yes. I haven't been swimming in a while." He laughed.
"There's also rolling in the flowers, that's fun. My favorite thing to do with my mate. We have so much fun" He reared in the mud, kicking it everywhere. He was getting excited from talking about what to do. It made him want to do them all. "We could always do a bit of racing, that's pretty grand too."
"Oh! I know the perfect thing." He paused for a second. " How about going on an adventure. Who knows what we'll find. Birds, frogs, lizards, anything." He looked at Kale with wide eyes of excitement. Waiting for his answer, he started to pant alittle.
Skyefenyx At first Kale had thought that his question had just made Cualtzin really happy though all his suggestions were games usually played by foals but when he stopped at began to look at him strangely and panting a bit he backed up a pace, "Whoa there, no need to be so forceful, Cualtzin." He replied, slightly unnerved by the stallion's reaction. With a shrug Kale looked calmly at him, "I honestly don't particularly care what we do, I haven't done a lot of that stuff since I was young foal." He replied, his calm practically oozing off him.
He wasn't about to get excited over something like this, it was fine to do any of those things. He didn't particularly care what others though himself, and it was apparent Cualtzin didn't either, if the suggestions he offered could be connected to it. Had such things affected the spotted stallion he would have stopped doing those things long ago. With a shrug he inclined his head, "Perhaps a race? Or swimming?" Those activities sounded interesting enough, he didn't particularly care for rolling in flowers or chasing butterflies...
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin looked at him dumbfound. He was being forceful? His hears flopped over, not angry or sad like, more as saying whoops, sorry. He smiled at him. "Oh... I didn't mean to seem... Like that" He looked to the ground for a second slightly dissappointed in himself. Another stallion he'd frightened for acting the way he was.
Then his ears popped up the moment he said something about a race or swimming. Perhaps both! "We could race to the water!! Then go swimming!!" It sounded perfect. It was a bit away from the water, so it'd be a good race. Though, he was really slow. But he didn't care. It was about the fun of the game, not if he could beat them or not.
He flicked his tail. Wided eyed again and smileing dumbly. "It'll be fun. whatcha say? " He hoped in place for a second them stoped and gave a huge grin. He was strange, but didn't care at all. He was happy that the other stallion wanted to do at least something. Well, two of the somethings he stated. This was a good sign.
Skyefenyx Kale shrugged, "It's fine, quite understandable." He replied, "And that suggestion is a good one," He cocked his head at the foal-like stallion, he was indeed a unique specimen and Kale doubted he'd ever meet someone like him again.
With another shrug, knowing that he would probably never be so impulsive again, he broke away from the feminine stallion and sped into a gallop, heading for the nearest body of water. Briefly, he wondered if Cualtzin would realize wht he had done and catch up to him but he concentrated more on running. He hadn't done something like this in a long time and the excerise was exhilirating, he'd have to do it again sometime. His shoulders powered forward driving hm closer and closer to the lake he could smell nearby.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin broke into a loud laugh as he watched Kale gallup off. Well, here they go. In no time after that, he went into a full gallup. Going as fast as he could, yet still having fun. Slowly creeping up on the other stallion. His curls flew with the wind, as if fighting with it. Flowers clinging on nicely to his mane and tail. "WHEE!" He yelled as he was a few yards behind Kale.
The thunder that they both made as the raced down the path towards what looked like a river or lake bank. It was like music to any wild horse. Dust flew silently in the air behind them. Loud laughter still coming from Cualtzin as he tried slightly to catch up to the other stallion. Though, he was still creeping up slowly.
It happened when you weren't really fast, but he didn't mind. Grin still on his face. He loved this. He couldn't wait to start swimming. He didn't want to push himself more, or he'd end up falling. Not risking that, he slowed just, leaving a bigger gap between him and Kale. Which of course, he didn't care. As long as they both were having fun.
Skyefenyx Kale laughed silently as he heard Cualtzin shout behind him he glanced back and saw him speeding toward him, kicking up dust behind him. By the time they'd get to the lake, they would be covered in it, though Kale was sure Cualtzin didn't really care. He would think it was some grand adventure.
His ears flicked back and forth, to hear if Cualtzin was catching up to him but the hoofbeats seemed to be slowing and he looked back to see that Cualtzin was indeed slowing down. Kale decided to slow down as well, there was no point in contining to run at full speed if he would have to wait for Cualtzin to join him there. He turned back until he was near the spotted stallion and joined him in trotting, though he didn't speak for a while.
"Is there a reason you slowed, Cualtzin?" he asked. There couldn't be any danger, both of them would have sensed it and Cualtzin wouldn't have slowed down for a cougar...he hoped.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin came to a slow trot as he continued to go towards the lake. He looked at Kale for a second and laughed. "No. I just didn't feel like pushing myself to fall." He gave a grin and sped up just abit. He wondered if he should run straight into the water or just stop right at the edge and walk in.
There were many questions, though normally he didn't think twice on it. He grined and sped up a bit more. Running straight into the water sounded fun. Indeed it would be fun. He slowed again making sure it didn't look like he was trying to trick Kale. Shaking his head as he ran, made him look funny, but to him it was fun. "Well, what are you waiting for? We still have to get to the water!" He yelled out.
Skyefenyx Kale sped up along with Cualtzin, mentally raising a brow at how the other stallion was acting. What is he planning...? But he followed Cualtzin, tossing his head to get a braid out of his eyes. "I'm coming. You aren't even that much ahead of me." He replied loudly, catching up with the spotted stallion, "Glad to see you're having fun." He grumbled, though his heart did flutter a bit in happiness to be running again. He hadn't done this is a while...
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin laughed and sped up. Heading straight for the water and not stopping. It was close now, he could feel the cold feel of water. "WHEE!" He yelled. He just slowed a little bit, to make sure he wouldn't fall when he hit the water.
Finally reaching the water, he felt the splashes on his belly as he rushed into it. "Come on! The water's great!" He yelled as he started to swim around. You could only see his head poking out of the water as he swam back and forth in a deep part of the water. He loved to swim, though didn't get to often when Tally was around. She feard it.
Skyefenyx Kale followed Cualtzin and splashed in himself, though he didn't go deep enough to swim, he chuckled and shok his head at the stallions antics, "If I didn't know better I'd say you were a foal." He called out to him. He bent his head and took a long drink of water to clear his mouth of dust. He looked back up again and waded in a bit more to his chest. The water was soothing after the run, it lowered his temperature quite well. He watched as Cualtzin swam about and laughed quietly, He really is a lot like a foal he thought, raising an eyebrow.
[ Lady Kiya ] He swam back towards Kale. "Well, perhaps I am one just in a stallions body?" He chuckled and choked at the same time. Water seemed had made it's way into his mouth when laughing. He took a drink of water to stop the coughing, it worked well. One of the few things he remembered from his mom.
"But, hey, no one would like me any other way." He gave a half grin as he was now standing on the soft dirt like stuff. He shook his head splashing water in all directions.
Skyefenyx Kale snorted, "That would make entirely too much sense." He replied airily, shaking his mane, "Like you any other way? Cualtzin, I don't think anyone would be able to imagine you any other way." He backed up a few feet and shook himself again, his black coat shining from the water. He winced as some of the water coming off of Cualtzin landed on him, "Hey," He sighed and kicked out at him, splashing water towards the spotted stallion.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin laughed as water was splashed at him. "hey, it's not my fault you were in the way of the water. It has a mind of it's own you know." He chuckled as he did a sort of slow trot out of the water.
"Oh, Well, I'm sure others could picture me differently. It's just what they do." He gave him a half grin.
Skyefenyx Kale shook his head, "Water doesn't have a mind of it's own," He replied logically, "It isn't alive in the first place." He trotted toward the spotted stallion and splashed him in a minor sort of revenge. He turned away and trotted out of the water before Cualtzin could retaliate and stepped onto the sand. He shook himself vigorous in an attempt to dry off. He was still damp, but at least he wasn't soaked anymore. He glanced toward Cualtzin, wondering what the strange male would do next.
[ Lady Kiya ] He looked at Kale like Kale was crazy. Not because of the return splashing, but because of the water thing. "Sure it has a mind of it's own. It's also alive too, you know. If you don't watch it, and turn your back on it, it can eat you." He said simply. He'd seen it happen to a couple of types of animals and a two-legger.
He trotted out of the water to the nice, now wet ground. Letting the water just drip off of him. It felt awesome as it touched the his legs and slowly came off his hooves.
Skyefenyx Kale shook his head, "Whatever you say, Cualtzin." Why would Cualtzin think water was alive? Of course water wasn't alive. It didn't have a mind, how could it be alive? He shook his head again and trotted over to a patch of trees. Rearing up onto his hind legs, he carefully snatched one of the few apples left of the tree. With a mental sigh, because he couldn't just eat one by himself. He grabbed another one and tossed it toward the spotted stallion. "Might as well eat them while there's some left." He called after him before taking a bite of the apple.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin walked over and picked it up, but didn't bite into it all the way. He was going to save it for his mate. She loved apples. He thought it would be an excellent treat for her. He placed it by his feet to speak. "I'll just give it to my mate when I see her." Which, knowing him, would be in an hour or two.
He looked down at the apple. It was really looking good, but he could wait. He didn't want the other stallion to get him another one. "I'm not hunrgy anyways, and she loves apples." He added. He felt proud of himself. He couldn't always be selfish. She was the love of his life, and he needed to share something with her. Even though, his heart was all hers, he wanted to show her that he cared in other ways aswell.
Skyefenyx Kale raised a brow, this stallion had a mate? She had a lot to put up with then. Cualtzin was a nice enough creature, but he had a great deal of a naive air about him. "A mate, I see? Well, that's very kind of you." He replied genially before taking a bit of the apple. "I have no one myself, I seem to lack that quality."
He shrugged, "Then again, I have met few mares, so perhaps that is the problem." He snorted, having realized he had rambled for a bit, "Ignore me." He took another bite of the apple, determined to keep his mouth shut for a while.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin smiled. "I'm sure it's just you haven't found the right one yet. You know." he said looking up at the sky. "It takes a while to find the right one. But when you see them, you just know..." Which is how it happened with him and Tally.
He just had to be with her the moment he first saw her. Her wanting him back was too much. everything went so perfect. He looked back at the stallion with a silly grin on his face. "You'll know when you meet the one your ment for. It just takes one glance and a little work."
Skyefenyx Kale laughed absently, "Amusing...." He commented absently. A mate? How was that in mind for him? He had always picture himself as boring toward a mare after all, he was almost never angry, never really let his emotions show and he always went with the flow. Most mares assumed he was boring and therefore, not the best material for a mate.
With a shrug and a mental sigh and looked up to see the other stallion with a ridiculous grin on his face, "......What?" He commented absently as his mind processed the last bit of the other stallions sentence, "I'll know, eh?" a chckle escaped his lips, "Hardly, I rarely talk to mares in the first place." He tossed his mane, "Oh well, it won't affect me much, I never was much of a romancer." He commented lazily as he took a lst bit of the apple.
In the back of his mind however, a tiny kernel of something lingered, somethng that vaguely hoped for what Cualtzin and his mate had, though the probabilty of that happening was so slim, the kernel was the barest of whispers.
[ Lady Kiya ] He gave a silly snort as he looked at the other stallion. How strange this other stallion was. Didn't he want to love? It was the most grand thing of all. He shook his head. Perhaps something bad had happen to this stallion that makes him think differently? He decided to change the subject, which was hardly an effort for him since his mind had already wondered into a different subject.
"I want to fly." He said. It seemed like he completely ignored what the other stallion said. But he didn't. He heard everything, his mind just simply changed it's direction of thinking. "Birds fly, some soquili's can fly. I wounder how it is to fly." He kne that even if he was told he wouldn't really know. He looked from the other stallion to the sky with a strange smile on his face.
His mind changed again. Looking back at the stallion. He wanted to do something fun. He moved a bit in place, creating dust around his back legs. "We should do something do something. Sitting around like this is boring." He stopped moving in place and looked around. Flicking his tail and shaking his head again.
" How about an adventure!" Adventure where always fun. Everyone loved them. He looked back at the stallion. Ears forward and holding completely still. "Sound good?"
Skyefenyx Kale paused and looked at the other stallion with a strange look, "You want to fly?" He asked calmly, a bit perturbed at the change in subject. His ers, which had been perked in slight alarm, flattened down again as the soquili continued, "Oh." Kale tossed his mane, damp braids, already coming undone from the exercise and water. "You," He flicked his tail, "Are a very strange stallion." He commented, amusement pouring into his tone. Honestly, he had never met a stallion that was so much like a foal. It was surprising his wasn't a foal.
"Fine," he replied, lips twitching upward. Why not? It wasn't like he was in the middle of doing anything right now, "Any ideas of where you want to go?"
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin didn't pay attention to his question about flying. Well, in reality, he didn't even hear it. He was too busy watching something go by. He looked at the stallion again, as he heard him say something else. Trying to keep his attention. Sometimes was alot of work. He smiled stupidly at the stallion, thinking he was complimenting him on something. Strange was good... right?
"Who cares where we go. It's an adventure. You don't know where to go until you get there!" He said as he reared up kicking dirt and mud into the air. Settling back down he looked at the stallion once again. "Plus, if we knew where to go, it'd be boring. " Of course, there wouldn't be any adventure in going to, lets say, the village of two-leggers. But finding a cave in a mountain and trying to figure out was was in behond the dark part was exciting.
He looked several different ways before deciding they should go south. It seemed interesting. He hardly went south. But what the heck. All the birds when this way about a few days back, so why couldn't they? Indeed, it seemed impossible. "Lets go this way!" He said nodding towards the direction he was interested in.
Skyefenyx Kale chuckled and shook his head, "Sometimes I wonder...." He ommented absently, watching the stallion, amused. Truly, this male was unique in every sense of the word.
"But if we know where to go, we can be prepared for whatever happens." He replied airily, tossing his head. With a snort he tossed caution to the wind and followed the spotted stallion, amused at the prospect of what they would encounter and how Cualtzin would react to it.
[ Lady Kiya ] He laughed. "Where's the fun to that!" Adventures weren't where you were perpaired for anything at all. there was no fun in that to him. Sure, they could run into trouble. That's what running away from the problem was.
This Stallion was just too pardictable. He needed to live. Needed to see what fun really was. "You really don't know what makes an adventure!" Cualtzin yelled up at the sky as he troted a little faster.
He was a little surpirsed, but that was ok. He didn't ask for people to go on adventures with him very much. Perhaps when his good friend Viscoso was older, they'd go on a adventure! He laughed again.
"Keep up!" He said turning another random direction to go a totally different way. This was going to be fun!
Skyefenyx Kale shook his head, "Perhaps so you can know where you might get attacked and killed?" He replied, trotting after the stallion. He was sure this "Adventure" would get him maimed at least. Cualtzin didn't seem the type to notice when danger was ahead and odds were, Kale would have to watch for the stallion, after all, Cualtzin had a mate to look after and he needed to be there for her. Kale's tail flowed a bit as he trailed the spotted male and he tossed his head, allowing his mind to enjoy movement again.
"I'll keep up if I want you," He retorted to Cualtzin's statement, though there was no bite to his words.
[ Lady Kiya ] Cualtzin didn't hear his comment about getting killed. Cualtzin really never thought about that, except once, but it wasn't him he thaught about. He turned several more times dodging trees and just turning for no reason.
What was an adventure if you knew where you were going? That wasn't an adventure! That was a quest! He let his body turn whatever way it desired. In truth, he hoped that he'd stop turning so much he was getting dizzy.
After about ten minutes of trotting he stopped to see exactly where they where. He'd never seen this place before. He did a mental shrug and looked around. It looked awesome. There where vines going up trees and hanging off branches. It was like a Jungle.
He couldh ear bugs make noises in the back ground and could hear russling of the under brush. "Well, this seems like a nice place to rest for a minute. " He said as he watched a snake just lay in a tree next to them. It looked like it wanted to attack Cualtzin.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:45 pm
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Skyefenyx (( This is a Private RP between [x]Natty-chan[x] and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. ))  ------------------------------
Azariel lay under a tree, sleeping away the day. She was tired after running around so much, but there had been so much to do and see today. Her breath made a leaf flutter, sending it away only to bring it back, a quite comical visual. Her breathing was deep and even, showing her tired state.
Had she been awake, she would have clearly been doing something else rather then just lying around, but sleeping is kind and she barely moved a muscle.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne slowly walked along, yawning slightly, having traveled some distance away from her home. Coming to a small clearing, a few trees lining the border of it, she smiled softly.
Thinking it would be a nice place to rest, she headed toward a tree to get out of the sun, tail flicking lightly. At the moment, she was unaware of anyone around, right now, she just wanted to get settled.
Skyefenyx Azariel's face scrinched against a sudden flash of sunlight. "Stupid thing..." She mumbled, lifting her head and blinking blearily. She'd have to find a new place to rest if she wanted to go back to sleep.
She yawned and shifted to stand up and promptly saw another creature merely feet away from her. She lurched to her feet, posture completely defensive, "WHo are you?" She demanded, indignant, especially since she had only just woken up.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] As the spotted mare got closer to the tall plants, some movement caught her attention. Looking to it, she noticed a small black foal under one of the trees.
Charlamagne couldn't help but be curious as to why a young foal was out here by herself, but that thought will have to come later as she noticed that the other wasn't happy. She stepped back lightly and bowed her head to the small horse. "I'm sorry for scaring you. My name is Charlamagne."
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head to clear it more, "Oh..." She mumbled, really looking at who was near her. "I'm sorry!" She flushed with embarrassment, "I-I just woke up, so it's really my fault for acting mean."
She shook her head, smiling sheepishly, "I'm Azariel, it's nice to meet you Charlamagne." She was terribly embarrassed, acting as rude as she had been, so she was feeling very awkward toward the mare.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] "No need to be sorry really. I should have been more quiet so I didn't wake you." Charlamagne replied, flicking her tail lightly. She glanced up and carefully gazed to the sky. The sun had moved higher into the sky and was shining down on her a bit more. With a small snort, she started walking to a tree and stood under its shade.
Looking back to the foal Azariel, she smiled. "It's nice to meet you as well Azariel."
Skyefenyx Azariel grinned, "It's not your fault, father says I have very good hearing." She replied, a bit proud. Whether or not it was true that she could hear exceptionally well, was of little consequence.
Azariel watched her-albeit a bit warily-come and shelter under the shade, "It's nice out, isn't it?" She asked, hoping to provide a bit of conversation for them even if it was the weather, "Well, except for the sun." She chuckled softly, not liking how she was always so hot when she was in the sunlight for too long.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Once under the tree, she carefully laid down before looking back to the foal. She tossed her head just slightly to get her mane from her eyes but smiled. "Everyone has something special about them." She replied with a small nicker.
When Azariel questioned about it being nice out, Charlamagne glanced up to the sky and nodded. "Yes, it's quite nice out today. And the sun is one of the one things that makes it nice. I mean, it would be pretty gloomy if it was cloudy." She replied, watching a bird fly by for the time being.
Skyefenyx Azariel looked at her curiously. No one had really said that to her before. Smiling brightly she nodded, "Yes..!" She watched the mare lie down and glance up at the sky with more charitable eyes, no longer terribly nervous about her.
Azariel shrugged, shaking her head and grinning, "Really? I always love cloudy days, and rainy days even better." She chuffed softly, glancing out into the sun-drenched clearing, "The sun makes me too hot most of the time."
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne's tail flicked as she layed under the tree, enjoying the cool feeling its shade gave her. Her soft green eyes glanced to the foal and smiled slightly, giggling some. "I guess it depends on everyone's opinions. Like, I like it when it snows, but others may not." She told her, giving a slight nod before adding, "but yes, the sun does tend to get too hot at times... but that's what it's there for."
Skyefenyx Azariel looked at her, suddenly curious, "Snow?" She asked, tilting her head, "What's that? Can I go see it?" She pranced a bit in place, she always wanted to see new things, it made life interesting and not boring. Boring was the worst thing to happen in her mind.
Azariel shrugged, "It's there to make us hot." She repeated and shrugged again, "I suppose you could look at it like that, but I still don't like it though." She grinned, "But, "to each his own," As my two-legger says." She paused, realizing she was babbling a bit. "Oh! I'm sorry," She excalimed, flushing a bit with embarrassment, "I-if you want to be left alone, I understand." She mumbled, smiling sheepishly, "I get a bit excited sometimes."
[X]Natty-Chan[X] The spotted mare blinked for a moment when Azariel had asked her what snow was. She had almost forgotten that she was still a foal and probably hasn't seen snow... Obviously if she's asking what it is. She thought to herself. "Well, snow is just frozen water that falls from the sky." She explained.
When she was asked if she could go see it, she pondered the answer. Now that it was getting closer to Spring, she was sure that most of the snow had melted. Perhaps there was still some at the top of the mountains? But that would be a long climb. She sighed and replied. "I'm not sure really, most of it has probably melted by now."
The mare blinked when the filly apologized, tilting her head just slightly. "No, I don't mind your company. Nothing wrong with being excited." She told her, giggling some.
Skyefenyx Azariel stared at the older mare, "Really? Frozen stuff comes from the sky?" She grinned and looked up at it through the canopy of the tree, "I've only seen the rain." She shook herself, wondering if and when she would ever see this "snow".
Her ears flicked back a bit, "Oh, so I'll have to wait a while for it to come here then." Frozen things usually didn't happen when the air was getting warmer, or at least she assumed.
A grin at the other mare, "I guess so," A shrug, "I know some people don't like it when others are really excited. I'm like that, I think."
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne nodded at the filly's question, smiling slightly at her curiousity. "Yes. When it's cold enough, the rain that the clouds hold freezes and turns into snow. Though I have been told that it turns into ice and we get hail that way... but I also heard that one doesn't want to be out when it hails." She explained.
She paused for a minute to n** at an itch she had. Once it was gone, she brought her head back up and looked around. Such a pretty place. She thought. "Yes, you will have to wait for around winter time to see it." She told her.
She looks to the filly and smiles when she grinned at her. "Some soquili differ from others. But why do you think that? That would mean you don't like it when you're really excited." She wondered curiously.
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded simply, looking up at the sky as if it would give some sort of example or sign, "So...it's not going to happen for a while, right?" She asked finally, stomping a hoof absently, "'Cause all it's doing is getting warmer," She chuffed softly, shaking her head.
Azariel shrugged, "I dunno, at least, not anymore." She shrugged again non-commitably. She glanced around again, wondering about the time. Should she start heading home? After all, it was surely past morning. She sighed and glanced around, thinking.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] "Nope, I'm afraid not. Spring is coming up, causing what snow there was to melt." Charlamagen told the filly, not being able to help, but giggle at her 'complaint' of the heat once again.
She returned the shrug slightly. She wasn't even sure how she could respond to that to be honest as she watched the foal look around. Seeing this, she tilted her head slightly. "Something wrong?"
Skyefenyx Azariel sighed, "All the fun stuff just leaves when I come around," She grumbled softly, tail flicking with annoyance. Why couldn't she see all this stuff? Why did she have to miss all of the fun cold stuff called "snow"? All that was here was those stupid flowers the other fillies and mares giggled over.
An ear flicked back to catch the older mare's comment, "Nope!" She replied merrily, "Just wondering if I should head home, Father might be worried that I've been gone too long." She looked sheepish over the matter.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] "Well, most foals are born in the Spring, not much you can really do about it. But it's not as bad as you think really... time goes by faster than you realize." She said, trying to raise the filly's spirits a bit. She wasn't sure on how good of a job she was doing, but she at least had to try.
When Azariel stated that she was wondering if she should head home, Charlamagne nodded in understanding. "Well, if you do, I'll be happy to go with you. You know, to make sure you're okay along the way."
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded silently, understanding wordlessly.
Azariel merely smiled, "Nah, you don't have to if you don't want to, I can take care of myself!" She puffed out her chest defiantly, "I can do completely fien on my own!" She grinned at the spotted mare cofidently, knowing she could get home safely and easily.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne smiled at the foal's response. She remained silent for a moment, except for the small nicker that left her as she got up and stretched out her legs. Once the 'tense' feeling left her legs, she looked back to Azariel. "I know I don't have to, but I would like to... it's the polite thing to do."
She couldn't help but giggle at her boastful antics. "That may be true... but it doesn't hurt to have a little bit of help every now and again. But I don't want to seem that I'm forcing it, so I'll leave it up to you."
Skyefenyx Azariel shrugged, not really caring if the mare came with her or not. She'd be fun to talk too--but she could always see the spotted mare again, it wasn't like this world was so big that they would never encounter on another again.
"If you want to come, that's fine!" She smiled brightly, "But if you don't that's fine too, after all," She pranced away a few steps toward her home, "Adults like to not have to deal with children too."
[X]Natty-Chan[X] The mare stepped out from under the shade of the tree, letting the sun's rays warm up her spotted fur. She looked back the way she came, then back to the filly. "How about I walk you half way back? I mean, I don't mind walking you all the way back, but I don't want to venture too far from my own teepee." She questioned, though she figured the filly wouldn't care either way.
Skyefenyx Azariel smiled back at her, "Sure! If you'd like to come with with me," She pranced in place for a moment, "Shall we go then?"
She blinked for a moment, "Oh, do you have a home near here? Are you not allowed to go far either?" She grimaced, "Father said I should go very far because something could happen, but restrictions aren't very good with me." She shrugged and smiled again, "Oh well, right?"
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne tossed her head, symbolizing for the filly to come along and show her the way. While she waited, she looked to the filly when she asked her questions and explained her situation with her father. She smiled some as she replied. "I do have a home near here, but it's not the fact that I'm not allowed to go far, it's.... well..." She paused, wondering if she really wanted to admit to this, "to be honest, I'm afraid I'll get lost if I venture too far."
Skyefenyx Azariel turned and looked at her, silent for a moment. "Afraid..." She repeated at last, mind thinking over what Charlamagne had said. "I can understand that," She said finally, giving the older mare a smile, "Uh-huh, I definitely can." She trotted forward a few steps in the direction of her home.
"I get lost all the time," She confided after a long pause, "Well, I used to, now not so much." She smiled at the spotted mare, "You just figure out where you are after a while." She snorted softly, blue eyes gazing toward home, "If you want you can turn back," She offered, "That way you'll know how to get back." Azariel wasn't afraid to go home alone. She was used to it.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne felt a little better about her admittance when the filly had said that she could understand. She was always scared about admitting getting lost, worried that the other she told would find her weird for it or something. Yeah, it was a silly thing to be worried about, but it stuck in the back of her mind.
"Well, I'm sure I won't get lost the more I travel." She replied, following after Azariel slowly. When she said that she could go back if she wanted, she shook her head. "No, I think I'm fine."
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded, bobbing her head up and down, "Uh-huh! That's the way to think!" She chirped, smiling.
They traveled a bit farther, Azariel routinely going forward several paces, only to double back and return. At a crossroads, however, she stopped and waited for Charlamagne to join her. "This is about halfway," She told her, looking up, "You said, halfway, right?"
She smiled, "So, I'll go that way and you can turn around. I'll see you again, sometime?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] Charlamagne continued after the filly, looking between her and their surroundings. She made sure to try to take as much as she could in, thinking that she could remember and perhaps visit at another time. She even took her time in following the filly so she could do so.
Upon finally catching up, she frowned slightly when she heard that they were about halfway now. "Already? It seems like we just left." She said softly, glancing behind them.
Skyefenyx Azariel shrugged helplessly, "Time flies when you're having fun? Or just busy, if you prefer." She sighed and trotted a few steps down the path back to her home before stopping and looking back.
"I'll see you around, Charlamagne!" She chirped, smiling brightly, "Don't forget to follow the path, either!" She reminded gently, grinning. It wouldn't be good if her new friend lost her way just returning home.
[X]Natty-Chan[X] That sounded like a good possibility on why it didn't seem to take so long. Both of them actually. She nodded as she watched Azariel walk a bit further away. "I guess so." She replied softly, with a flick of her tail.
"See you around. Take care." She replied as she turned around. She smiled at the filly when she told her not to forget to follow tha path. As she started to step away, she frowned just slightly. The mare couldn't help but worry about the filly, but she didn't want to seem over bearing especially upon first meeting. Reluctantly, she walks down the path back home. |
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:55 pm
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Skyefenyx ((This is a private RP between Bubblegum Flavored Pandy and myself. Please do not post unless asked. )) ------------------------------------------ Azariel breathed deeply, chest and sides heaving as she slowed from her morning run through the forest paths. She was smiling this time, a rare occurence until lately. She had finally met some of her old friends after months of solitude. Her happy mood was interrupted by the sudden gust of wind which promptly shoved her mass of white hair directly into her face and mouth. Spluttering up a storm she spat out the white mass, glaring at it balefully. She still hadn't cut it; she hadn't had the chance. Panting from both the excersion of running and the small fight with her body she stepped toward the small pool of water nearby, planning to wtake a bit of a drink before heading toward home.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer drank deeply from the pool of water he had stumbled upon, hidden a bit behind the bushes. He had been out exploring, visiting his old stomping ground as a colt, hoping to run into some friends. He had certainly grown himself...maybe they had too?
He was a bit nervous about running into one, though. So much had changed with him, physically and mentally. He wasn't a wirey little colt, he was a strong, fully grown stallion, capable of everything that an adult could do.
He had matured too. He wasn't as ignorant as he had been, nor as impacient. He still was completely reckless, that would never change. If anything, he had gotten worst in that front, because he was no longer strapped down by his parents constently keeping him in check.
Skyefenyx Azariel gently pressed through the fauna that hid the pool of cool water, it was always a nice treat to go to this little spot because hardly anyone knew about it and therefore no one was likely to disturb her during this little bit of time she had to herself before going back to work. Mashki was clearly a believer in working for one's food, so Az was always busy at one point or another.
Finally breaking through she quickly stepped forward, bending down to drink, not even noticing if there was another near her, she was too thirsty to care at the moment. Her long white til swayed in the light breeze that cooled the sweat which had beaded on her black coat. Mashki would have to brush later if Az would let her.
Drinking her fill, or as much as she could without going within the danger of a stomachache, she raised her head, muzzles glistening slightly and long hair partially wet from it's sudden soak. Light green-blue eyes widened as she caught sight of the yellow and brown stallion which stood nearby. How could she have been so blind as not to see?
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer watched silently as suddenly, he saw a mare. Such a farmiliar mare... her great white mane consumed most of her face, and for a moment he could not make out her face at all in the flurry of white.
Then he saw it, and he knew it. It was Azariel. It had to be. She had the same markings, her mane and tail grew significantly, and she was a full grown mare, but it was definetly her. He let a little smile play across his face, remembering the promise he made to see her again. Well, it looked like he was definetly keeping his promise.
"Azariel" he said, a bit softly, not sure how to act around her. He was not the colt she would remember. "It is nice to see you again. I guess we both have grown quite a bit" he said, looking at her intently.
She wasn't the most well groomed mare in the world, she had been doing some running, he could see sweat glisten on her coat. But he expected nothing more then that from her, he never imagined any of the fillys he had met to grow up being prim and proper, they were, for the most part, all the type that could care less about appearence.
Skyefenyx She recognized him after a moment, she hadn't seen him in a long while either. Months perhaps, days began to blend together when everything about them was the same. It helped that he said her name.
"Kiefer...?" It was! Who could mistake that yellow coat with brown stripes? Granted, her was older and his mane had grown a bit (not nearly as much as hers, but why would any stallion allow otherwise?) but he was still the same colt she had shown not all fillies were prim and proper, "It has been a while, hasn't it?" She mused softly, pleasantly surprised to see another friend,
"Indeed we have, though..." She gave him a sardonic smile, "I'd kill for your hair." She laughed and shook her head, allowing a few more strands to frame her face, "How have you been, Kiefer? Still getting into trouble?" Green-blue eyes surveyed her old friend, taking in his older form. He was certainly more muscular then before, taller as well, he had grown up quite nicely.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy He let a low chuckle escape and a smile play across this face. Same old Azariel, just bigger and a bit more mature.
"Yes, quite a while. But hey, we still met again, so that counts for something. Kept my promise!" he said jokingly, whipping his long stripped tail back and fourth. It was weird to meet her again, it was if they both expected eachother to be the same colt or filly, but they were clearly much different now.
"I like your hair" he said, whipping his mane arond a bit. It was semi long, just like his father's. He wondered how he would look if he just let his mane be long. Very funny, he guessed. "Plus, it reminds that world that you are a girl" he joked, not meaning to imply that she looked like a boy, but simply that she didn't act like one.
"Haha, more then you know" he said, thinking about how much harder it seemed to be to stay out of trouble as he got older. He always thought that it would stop when he was older, but really, it had just gotten worst.
"What about you? Still protesting the generalization of fillys..and er, mares now?" It was weird calling her a mare, in his mind, she was still the crazy little filly that he had slid down the big ravine with.
Skyefenyx Azariel chuckled, "You sure did, eh? Though it's been ages." She shook her head, not caring very much about the lapse of time inbetween, at least they had found each other again, right?
She looked at him strangely, why was it that stallions did seem to understand the hinderance such long hair caused? It was nothing but trouble and she couldn't do anything about it. She laughed at his statement, "Ha! I suppose, not that I want it to." She shook her head again, not really helping the situation again.
"Kief," She chuckled, "What have you been doing? Being a terror to the world?" She laughed, "You're certainly capable of it." She cocked her head to the side, "Me? Oh, no, I gave up on that long ago. No sense beating something like that into another's brain when the opposite occurs so much more often." She shrugged, "I prefer for them to learn about me now, not compare me to others." She shook her head again, reaffirming the decision in her mind. To do otherwise was simply pointless.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy "Haven't really been doing much lately at all. I was getting bored, which is bad. I cause trouble when I am bored" he joked,watching her have trouble with her hair. Ah, it was funny to watch. Both his sisters had relativly short hair, and didn't care much about it.
"Well, that makes sense. Of course, by this age, they probubly have learned not to judge one immedietly when they meet eachother" he said with a nod. It was true, through his experience as a colt, he knew that he couldn't just take a look at someone and decide how they were, he had to wait and see.
"And what about you? Anything interesting happen since we last met?" he said, curious if his old friend had been doing anything more interesting then he had. Certainly she had...his life seemed quite boring for now.
Skyefenyx Azariel laughed, shaking her head, " I can imagine," She replied, grinning over at him. She had no doubt he would cause trouble if he was bored, he probably caused trouble when he wasn't bored, he was just the type of person to do that sort of thing.
Azariel snorted, both from his statement and the fact her long hair was about to make her sneeze, "Right, not many think that," See shamrock green stallion to the left, "But I'm glad at least you've kept the sensibility." She grinned at him, "It's something you should always keep. Or do I need to teach you that lesson again?" She was merely joking...not that she would mind doing such.
"Me?" She pondered for a moment, "I've been...busy. Avoiding my father, meeting some old friends...fighting with this infernal hair..." She shrugged hel-plessly, "Nothing superbly interesting, if I do say so myself." She stamped a back hoof absently, wondering if she should ask him to take a walk with her; just standing next to a pool of water was getting a bit boring.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy "Naw, I don't think that is a lesson that I will keep for quite a while" he said, quite truthfully. It was a good thing to know, he would be stupid to forget such a thing.
He motioned with his head away from the pool "Shall we take a walk to catch up on things, or just talk? I feel stupid just standing here" he said with a laugh. Who knows, maybe they could visit the old ravine. Or maybe just go around a bit, but he liked to be moving while talking, other wise he easily got bored.
"Avoiding your father?" he said, tilting his head to the side "May I ask why, or would that be too rude of me?" he said, curious. Kiefer didn't have a great understanding of family problums. Well, sure, his extended family, particularly his Aunt Aruna, had it's issues, but his own direct family hadn't had any problums, other then his father yelling at him quite a bit.
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded at the invitation, wondering jokingly if Kiefer had somehow heard her thoughts, but she dismissed the notions. Telepathy wasn't an ability either of them (or at least she hoped) possessed. She stepped around the water and stopped as she stood almost next to him, "Of course," She answered smiling, "I'll cool off while we chat."
She sighed softly, wondering why she always blabbed such things out everytime she met an old friend, "You may ask," She answered, giving him a wane smile, "I've been avoiding my father for...family reasons," She shook her head, "It's...complicated," She finished lamely, unsure if she should even continue. Family issues weren't something one normally brought up with friends.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy He walked out into the open area from where the pool was. The sun cracked through the white fluffy clouds that hung in the skyk , it was such a nice day outside.
"Ah, well, that is too bad" he said, nodding, even though she hadn't even answered the question. "Hopefully you won't run into him, then" he said, thinking of how akward it would be for her father to show up. He didn't want to be around if a confrontation ever happened.
"Family life for me has been...good. I feel weird letting my sisters go off alone, I feel like I should be by there side, making sure nothing happens to him" he said with a laugh. "It is weird to exept the fact that they can take care of themselves now."
Skyefenyx Azariel shrugged, unsure, "I don't know..." She answered finally, white hair shadowing her face, "I want to see him, but it's just..." She made a soft noise, "...difficult, I suppose." She looked up at him and smiled brightly, "But, I'll deal with it, no problem," She assured him, dismissing the problem. One that festered quietly beneath the surface.
She laughed at his comments, "Ah, the protective brother, I see!" She shook her head, "You're sisters are lucky, my siblings have been away for a long time." She shook her head, "Ha, but at least you're there for them, right?" She laughed again, "Kiefer the protective brother..." She looked up at him sideways, "It fits you...somehow."
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy "Well, sometimes you just need to go for it, you know? Of course...I don't really know the circumstances, so I doubt I can give you the best advice" he said, trying not to imply he wanted to hear more.
"Yup, that's me. Very protective, sometimes they yell at me because of it. My father...well, his sister was wronged. It wasn't his fault, but I feel like that if that had happened to one of my sisters, I think I would feel like it was my fault. I can't stand thinking of either of them being hurt" he said.
It was true. If any stallion, or other horse ever hurt his sister...well he wouldn't hold back. Kiefer had developed quite the temper. He was calm most of the time, but once he got angry...well, it was very hard to stop that anger.
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, "No, that wouldn't be good," She frowned, staring off for a moment, "It hurts him..." She shook her head, stamping a hoof, "Enough of these depressing thoughts!" She grinned up at him, "Must be rather trying to deal with something like this, let's just forget it."
She tilted her head up to him, "Being protective is not bad at all," She smiled, "I like being protective, though I haven't had much to be protective over lately." She shrugged, "Sounds like you have your hands full though, with two sisters."
It must be different with the situation reversed. Kiefer was the only stallion, with two sisters. Azariel was the only mare, with two brothers. What a strange twist of fate.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer nodded "Yes... not quite the most uplifiting subject for two soquilis to take up after just meeting after quite some time" he said, letting a smile cross his face.
"Ah, well. I think I take it to a new level. I mean... I guess I sort of hassle them about stallions and such whenever I see them, and I lose my temper a bit when I see someone say anything even remotly offencive to them. So...yea" he said, knowing that he was a bit extream with his protectivness. But really...he just couldn't help it.
"I am not sure if I really enjoy it. I mean... I start acting stupid, and I know I am, and I want to stop, but I just can't you know? I have all this stuff in my head that I just need to say, and if I don't, I feel like I wasn't right to my sisters."
Skyefenyx She gave him a grateful smile and focused on the other subjects.
She laughed and shook her head, disagreeing with him, "Thay may not like your interference, but at least they have it." She shrugged, "You're definitely a good brother and in the long run," She looked up at him, "I'm sure everything will be okay;"
She glanced about the area as they walked for a moment before answering, "I at least think you're doing a good thing." She grinned, "But I doubt I'd enjoy it either if someone was trying to stop me from doing something or prevented me from seeing someone."
She laughed and shook her head, somewhat understanding his situation, "You feel that if you keep silent about it, something could happen and then you'd regret it for the rest of your life, right?" She asked, glancing at him, "It's not stupid, Kiefer," She looked away, "It's because you care."
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy
Kiefer grinned, at least she understood him, a little. His sisters felt sufficated, he knew. They wanted to be independent now that they were adults, wanting to break away from being sheltered just like he wanted too. But they still had big brother watching over.
"Thanks, Az" he said, meaning it. It was good to have someone accually say what he felt was so right to do was accually, well...right to do.
"yes, It is that exactly!" ah, she really did understand. "If something ever happened to them" he shook his head "I just couldn't live, you know?"
They came across the same woods taht they had gone too so long ago, he could see a the spot where they had gone there, there was a bit of a path that others might have used. "He look, remember this?" he said with a smile, curious if the ravine was still as long and as steep as he remembered it.
Skyefenyx Azariel grinned at him, ""No problem! Wish my brothers would do that," She shook her head, "But that's too much to ask right now," She smiled gently at him, happy and a bit jealous toward his sisters who had someone who cared enough to do that to them. They probably didn't enjoy it (just look at the way Kiefer was acting) but they at least had someone looking out for them.
She nodded once, "Uh-huh," She answered, "It's what family's for, protecting those you love." She grinned at him, "Whether they want or appreciate it or not."
She blinked in surprise and glanced around, indeed recognizing the area, "Of course!" She replied, laughing, "We were on our way to go play in that ravine, weren't we? And you kept thinking that fillies weren't as good as colts and how trouble was so much fun and getting people angry was too..." She chuckled, "How's that working for you now?"
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer smiled "Well, he probubly cares more then you know. Some just don't want to show it" he said, wondering if his own father was so protective when he was young of his sisters.
"Not too well!" he said with a laugh, remembering the time that he had acted up in front of his father and grandmother. Grandma found it cute....father...didn't.
"Shall we go look at it again?" he began to reminise about the day as well. Seemed so long ago that he was a juvinile, little, rambunctious colt. He wasn't as different as he thought he was.
Kiefer ducked under the trees, not waiting for a reply. They scraped against his sisters and hooves. This path was probubly only followed by foals, why would adults ever go back here, anyway?
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, remaining silent, unsure of what to say. She knew her father loved her and he showed it readily, he just...was in pain. She didn't like to see anyone in pain, especially her father.
She laughed merrily at his response, "Of course not, no one really likes that sort of attitude, do they? DId you find that out the hard way, or the easy way?" A giggle followed it. Either way, Kiefer had gotten a good lesson.
Ears flicked forward, "Of course," She replied, laughing, "We can see if that place is still as fun as it used to be, and I can still beat you at going down the ravine." A playful look flashed toward him and she trotted forward, ignoring anything that tried to stop her, a few minor cuts and scraps were of little consequence.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy "The hard way, of course" he called out, knowing full well that even if he had learned a lesson, nothing like that would ever stick with him.
"And there is no way you can beat me down still!" he added, suddenly feeling like a colt aging. He was doing the same thing...only he was a bit bigger, so what was the difference? He smiled. No, things would always be different.
He burst into the small clearing before the ravine. It looked so....
small.
The ravine that he once thought was so large seemed minature. It was a few good bounds down, not wholely small, but certainly a shrunken version of what he remembered it to be. It made him feel unsettled for a moment, like someone had come and smashed his good memories.
"Not exactly as I expected" he said, still in a bit of shock of how much the place had changed.
Skyefenyx Azariel simply laughed, would there have been any other way to teach the boy? Probably not.
A snort, "Ha! We'll see then!" She pounded after him and skidded to a halt next to him, first glancing at him before turning her attention to what he was looking at. "...Oh..." She stared at the ravine and how small it had become.
Had it really been that long? Had it been that long since they'd been here? Long enough that something that had seemed so huge in the past, was now not even close to that size? This was definitely a blow to the illusion that time might not have passed here.
"It isn't, is it? But then again," She sighed mournfully, "Nothing is after we grow up."
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer frowned "That's true" he said mornfully, wanting to get the fleeting feeling of being a colt back. He moved over to the edve of the ravine, kicking a rock down. It didn't seem as steep, either. He wondered if he could just walk down it now. Naw, he was bigger, and the weight of his body would probubly make him fall again, anyway.
For a moment he was silent, wondering what they were to do now. He had thought they might try to go down again, for old times sake, but it seemed like that would just make him feel nostalgic.
"What shall we do now, then?" he voiced his thoughts to her. It was a stupid idea, anyway. He felt just like an overgrown colt, wanting to do things that he shouldn't be doing, things he was far to old for.
Skyefenyx Azariel followed Kiefer slowly, taking a place beside him to pear down into the small crevice herself. "It is...rather small." She said finally, altogether dejected with the entire thought. She wanted to avoid those truths, that she had grown up and in some small way, this ravine had been a part of that. Now that it was clearly different from what she had remembered...she wasn't sure what to do.
"We...we could go down one more time?" She suggested, looking up at him with a faint smile, "You know, for that stupid saying "for old times sake"."
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy He grinned, same old Azariel. "Sure, of course. Maybe eve nthough it seems so much smaller, it will still be as fun" he said, looking down at it, wondering ifthe way down would last more then a few seconds. His memories told him it should take a long time, his eyes said otherwise.
The stallion walk, then ran forward with out hesitation, almost immedietly loosing his footing on the loose soil and semi-steep angle. First he just slid, then he was on his side, tumbling downwards. The rocks hurt more then he remembered, and it wasn't quite as entertaining as it had been, as if the magic had somehow been lost.
In just secounds he found himself skidding to a stop on the bottom. He opened his eyes, they had closed because of all the dust flying, and looked around for his friend.
Skyefenyx Azariel merely smiled at her friend for a few moments. "We can hope so, can't we?" She asked softly, glancing back down at the small ravine. She missed how it had once seemed so huge and now so small. Growing older really did suck.
She blinked in surprise for a moment as he felt Keifer rush forward and immediately charged after him, more out of instinct than actual decision. She followed him down, her own body, skidding and scratching, at leat until her leg skidded against a nasty rock. Cutting into her until she bled.
"Ah...!" She hissed as she reached the bottom, her back leg instantly lifting to put the weight off of it. "Son of a--!" That hurt and it hurt a lot. Several curses pulsed in her mind in time to her pain. Dammit.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer scrambled to his feet as he saw the dark red blood dripping from his friend's white leg. He wasn't a medical expert, in fact, his poilicy was usually 'walk it off' or 'just ignore it', but he had never gotten a cut as big as that one, even if it wasn't HUGE.
"Umm...should we..." he tried to think, unsure if it was something that needed to be...treated? "Do something...or just let it go?" he asked, stopping a foot or so away from here, looking at the cut. "I heard once that we should visit a two legger, or a unicorn..." he suddenly remembered that he had gotten a cut that bad before. He looked down at the vauge scar on his shoulder from the fight he had gotten in as a colt.
"It might scar..." he said, not knowing if she cared. He never cared much about his scar, he had grown into it almost, and now it was small, and just a little indent that the hair mostly covered up. Being such a strong mare, she might not even be bothered by it...
Skyefenyx Azariel raised an eyebrow at him and gave a half-chuckle-half-snort, "I'll be fine," She glanced at it, not wanting to reveal that it really hurt, but not wanting to be stupid and not examine it.
Bah. She'd seen worse.
Maybe not on her leg. Crap. Did this mean she'd have a limp for good?
She shrugged unconcernedly, pretending it wasn't as bad as it was. She had too much pride to let herself be looked after by anyone, especially a friend. "I'm not sure..." She looked at it again, silently squashing the nausea that seemed to come up as she looked at the wound.
"Scar?" Ahhhh, she loved that word. She liked scars, personally, though she would never go and purposefully do it. Scars meant that you had been through something and survived. Tey were badges of honor and nothing to be ashamed of.
"I'll be fine. I should head home and see my two-legger to make sure, but I don't want to miss the fun time we were going to have." She sighed softly. Damn age.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer smiled a bit. Ah, she was going to be OK. He knew she was tough, or at least good at pretending. And really that was all that mattered, right? If you could shrug it off, it probubly wasn't a problum.
"Yea...it is too bad...but who said we can't have fun on the way to your two legger?" he asked, trying to think how much fun it would be to walk to a two legger with an injured mare. Probubly not very, accually.
"I ought to go with you, though, because I wouldn't want to get hurt or anything" he said, feeling like her older brother. He remembered when she said she wished she had someone like that. He could be her older brother. Nothing more of course, but he knew her so well, he did feel a bit like she was his sister.
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head. One thing she was determined not to do was allow herself to be taken care of by anone other than her human. THis counted especially toward stallions. Pity.
"No, no, I'll be fine." She smiled at him, "Besides, it's getting late anyway." She glanced up at the sky, thick and dark with clouds, "And you should get home to you family, right?" She grinned, "Go bug your sisters and scare you father--All that nice stuff."
She shrugged her shoulders, "There's no problem with me. I'm fine." Right. You just can't deal with free help.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy Kiefer frowned, he really didn't want to just let her go on her own...wern't there Kalonas that could smell blood, or something like that? No...Azariel was strong. She didn't need his help.
"Alright...ok... but be careful, ok?" he said, moving torwards the woods. It was were they had parted last time, and perhaps when they would part again. "Yea...I guess my family would want me back right now" although as a stallion, he never did need to go home. He didn't like the idea of having to do anything anymore. Then agan, there was a difference between doing something because you had to, and doing something because it made others feel good.
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded once, grateful that Kiefer didn't press the issue. Azariel wasn't fond of actively doing things against someone else's wishes. Well, only those close to her, anyway.
"I promise to be careful, Kief," She assured him calmly, giving him another firm nod. Black ears flicked forward and she smiled, "Right, and you should spend as much time with them as you can. So getting going," She stepped forward--even though that hurt like hell--and nudged him gently, "I'll see you around, Kief. Don't get into too much trouble though." She grinned up at him.
As if he'd listen to her on that subject.
Bubblegum Flavored Pandy "Alright, you are a tough girl, I trust you won't get yourself too hurt" he said with a chuckle, still a bit spectical about leaving her alone. But he knew he was far to protective of his sisters and, apparently, friends, so the only way to deal with that was to simply try to give them more space. So he did the best he could.
He gve her a friendly nuzzle. "You're right. I guess I will see you again, then!" he said. Not a question, a fact. He knew that his friend and him would probubly re-meet eventually. Maybe not soon, but they certainly would. They already ran into eachother twice, at this point, the odds were probubly for him running into her!
He turned to the place where he knew he had to leave the woods, and smiled "Bye then! and make sure to be gentle with the wounded leg" he said, chancing one more act of overprotectivness. But he felt like he had to say something in their parting. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 1:37 pm
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Skyefenyx ((This is Private RP between .K.amikaz.e. and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. )) ---------------------------------------- Kale trotted through the meadow, enjoying the nice and pleasant warmth of the morning before the heat squelched what pleasantness there was as the sun claimed higher. He wondered what to do today, to go look for his children? His mate? He hadn't seen either in so long. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen much of anyone outside his family and fellow teepee-mates in quite awhile. He chuckled to himself, had he suddenly become reclusive as he aged? Shaking his head--because he wasn't that old--he continued to think over his options for the day, even considering the possibility of sleep in the shade. SUch was this type of day.
Kami Swiftsong The sun certainly did have a way of.. Raining on one's parade, so to speak. Miri sighed softly, finding the heat a bit difficult to deal with as she traveled on, curly forlock drooping down over her eyes. Her mind wandered as she pranced along, wondering as to what her little friend Eirian, the colt she shared a teepee with, was up to. Probably off swimming. Lucky.
Her steps stopped abruptly as the faint gurgle of a stream met her pricked ears, and she turned, smile spreading across her face at the thought of a drink. One could certainly use it in this heat... After all, being sweaty was bad enough without being parched aswell. Black hooves picked up the pace as she danced over to the water, curly black and brown tail flicking a few pesky flies away as she went along. Stopping at the water, she dropped her head, drinking quietly.
Skyefenyx Kale slowed his gait as he entered the cover of the forest, tossing his head to get his white mane out of his eyes. It was clearly cooler in the shade of the trees and with a soft nicker he set off down the well worn path toward his daughter's home. Hopefully this time she would be there. He hardly saw her anymore, she was always avoiding him though he couldn't understand why.
A black ear flicked toward a soft rustle, one that evidenced someone else in the vicinity. Should he go take a look? Perhaps it was his daughter or one of his sons? Maybe even Marina? He hoped so....but the odds just weren't terribly likely. He took a step forward into the brush, curiosity getting the best of him.
Kami Swiftsong It was true, how water always tasted better when one was truely thirsty.
Miri raised her head, blushing slightly as she wondered how greedy she must have looked, drinking so fast. Glancing around, she left out a small sigh, relieved that no one had seen.
Or did they? Ears perked on either side of her thick forelock as the brush shifted in front of her, a black stallion appearing from the dense cover of the trees. She, not wanting to make a poor first impression, nodded her head slightly, a sign of respect.
"Hello. Looking for a drink?"
Skyefenyx The tiny hope of seeing a loved one was dashed as his green eyes landed on a chocolate mare, dark mane and tail a mass of curls. Still...it was nice to see another soquili, even if it wasn't entirely what he had hoped.
Bowing his head back in greeting, he strode for a few more steps, not thirsty enough to reveal it at the moment and it wouldn't be entirely gentlemanly to go forward and drink when there was someone to talk to.
"Good morning," He replied kindly, smiling, "No, thank you, I'm not thirsty at the moment." he shook his head, braids smacking against his neck, "May I ask what brings a fine young lady such as yourself out in this heat?" He asked, curious. If he knew Azariel--and he did--She'd de neck deep in cool water or in the shade, complaining up the wazoo. She hated the heat.
Kami Swiftsong Was it just her imagination, or did he almost seem disappointed when he saw her?
Shaking off the feeling, she smiled to him, her typical response to meeting a new Soquili. Smiling seemed to be the best way to come off as friendly, without being overeager. Tilting her head, curly brown and black bangs slid over, now not in the way of both her eyes. Hey, better to be able to see clearly with at least one eye. She looked over to him, ears pricked as he spoke.
"A fine young lady? Please, your words are too kind. I simply was out looking for some refreshment, maybe a bit of company. And yourself?" She inquired, tail swishing once, twice behind her.
Skyefenyx Kale smiled back, a tiny bit amused at her resonse. What young mare didn't enjoy a compliment? Well, aside from his daughter. He chuckled softly and shook his head, "I am not up to anything very important," He began, "I was just on my way to check up on my daughter, though with my luck she'll have already left to roam about as she loves to do."
He sighed softly, wishing he could spend more time with her, or even his other children. Kalm had vanished sortly after his first year and Twilight had soon followed. He hadn't gone to look for them, they had the right to leave if they wished no matter how much Kale may disapprove.
He shook his head again, dissmissing those thoughts for the moment, "I'm afraid I was a bit distracted for the moment. If you wold like," He took a step back, intent on leaving the little mare to her day, "I'll leave you to enjoy your time...?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 2:05 pm
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Skyefenyx (( This is a Private RP between Death to Blondes and Myself, please do not post unless asked. )) Azariel plodded slowly down the path, tired after her long day of running and jumping and playing with others. Today had been a very good day for doing that, the sun had been shining and it had been relatively warm out, especially with there being no snow on the ground.
But of cousre as days do, the sun began to lower and one by one the others had said that they had to go home, until Azariel found it her turn as well. A pity she found herself lost, but that was understandable. She hadn't been outside of her home after dark often enough to recognize the landmarks in the darkness. Her tail flicked indignantly, she wasn't afraid of the dark, she quite liked it after she allowed herself to become used to the sounds of the night.
Pausing at a fork, she sighed, looking to either end. What was she to do now? Which way to go?
Death to Blondes Ares was slowly but surely getting pissed off, his eyes hardened with hate...he was being followed and not by anyone he wanted to be followed by. A pack of the not so nice kind of wolves were after him and he was trying to keep a hold of his temper before he just went out and slaughtered them all...the perks to having a unikalona as an adoptive mom. His nostrils flared as he snorted at them, he could hear them growl. But as he inhaled he caught a scent, and much younger than he. He trotted out just a further but to see a young filly roaming about. Who does this at night, where were her damned parents. He huffed slightly, she looked confused too. He whickered to her to see if she would come, this was no place for a young female to be nor any one as a foal should. These wer the outskirts of a living hell where he had grown up. Surviving instead of living, his hardened heart just couldn't watch her getting ripped up into pieces or perhaps he didn't want any blood on him. Who knew what he was thinking...
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked back as they caught a sound but not just one. Her own nostrils flared catching unfamiliar scents. One was vaguely like hers, different enough for her to know she didn't know it, but familiar enough to know that he was the same species. She turned, purple eyes searching through the darkness. "Who are you?" She asked, softly, a stelly edge to her tone.
She hadn't met any other stallions except for her father, but he had warned her about how others might try to hurt her and one thing was for sure, she wasn't going to go down easy. "What do you want?" She hissed softly, the others scents causing her ears to flatten and her heart to quicken. Why did she feel this way? Why did that scent make her feel such fear?
Death to Blondes "My name iz non importance to vous, nor would it matter. What does is your saftey." he stepped into the slight moonlight his white coat reflecting brightly as his harsh eyes laid down on hers. She was a fiesty one she was, "I want nothing, but if vous want to be stripped of your life by all means stay where vous are, if vous wish to see another day I suggest you come with moi, ma petite." he eyed her carefully coming closer to her side. He was not just big, he was muscular and most knew not to mess with him except wolves that let their hunger eat at them.
Skyefenyx Azariel narrowed her eyes at him, not trusting him an inch. Why should she, after all? She could barely understand what he meant, let alone what he was saying. She snorted, planting her hooves more firmly, "Right, go with you," She replied, tail flicking and anger burning in the back of her mind. No one told her what to do, especially a strange musclar stallion with wings and a bad attitude.
"What is following you?" She asked abruptly, ears flicking at the faint sounds. It was just a guess, she neither had proof nor any real standing to say such; all she knew, was that the origin of that scent was coming closer and coming from his direction.
Death to Blondes He looked at her, she had a right to know..."Wolves, vile creature 'zat think of foals like vous 'az food." he heard another snarl in the bushes but he did not move an inch. "Perhaps, I will just go and let vous fend for yourself against their very sharp teeth and nasty ways. Maybe you'll get lucky and someone else will save vous like your parents but I won't. I will not ask again, ma petite." his voice was cold and serious. He felt their scents coming closer, she was wasting time and this was angering him slightly. Though her own attitude seemed to calm him slightly and he did not know why, it was slightly off beat for him. Usually he'd go out fighting if someone were like this to him.
Skyefenyx Azariel looked up at him, silently debating whether or not to even believe him. Wolves? She'd never seen those before and hadn't heard much about them either. She snorted dismissively, "I can take care of myself." She commented, stepping back a step. She wasn't stupid, he could be telling the truth and if he was, she certainly wasn't going to stick around to find out if the wolves were as bad as they say.
"One question," She said, tail flicking again, "What's with the "ma petite?" She looked up at him, ignoring the fact that he was so much larger then her that she felt tiny in comparison. Strangely, he minded her of her father, though he was nothing like in him in personality. Must be because he looks a bit like father she mulled over, Except for the wings...
Death to Blondes He was cursing madly in his head, "Don't worry about it." he watched as a flash of grey moved furiously from the corner of his eye moving to the smaller one. The rest of the pack did not follow this was a decoy, he had fought enough to know how the predators think. He flexed his wing just in front of the foal and as he expected it gripped a hold of his wing. He could feel something rip within it releasing blood making the beast grip harder. As this wolf had his wing a second came at the foal, snarling and drooling as it did crazed in the eyes. Ares put himself in front of her and it once again kicking it bluntly in the ribs with his hind legs. "Do not run," he looked to her knowing she was much like him. "Please," he added hoping that would sway her mind. If she moved he couldn't protect her, he didn't even know why he cared...
Skyefenyx She jumped, startled at the abrupt object in her view and then bit back a shriek. Something was biting his wing! She backed up at step, ears flattened and eyes wide with horror. She wanted to run-truly-instinct screamed at her to do so-but she heard the adult tell her not to.
What did he care? She wondered, watching with wide eyes. What did this stallion, who she had never met before and had no ties to, care about a little foal? He could have flown away if he wanted! Clearly he had the ability. Why did he stay?
A sharp pain whirled her back to the present and she yelped, lashing out with her hind legs and barely grazing a gray side. "Stupid..." She growled, glaring after the form. She managed a glance down to her leg. It was bleeding, but not very badly, she could still move around, even if it hurt. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," She mumbled over and over, watching them as they went after the two of them, "Stupid!" She kicked out, missing, but fully intent on giving her pain right back. She hated being in pain and in her anger, she usually lashed out. Besides, who said Ares could do this all on his own?
Death to Blondes Ares bucked out and had seen one go after her but he was being pulled down by two on his wing. He managed to kick one of them off and it went scrambling for the bushes it was on the thinner side anyways. The other one was a brute and Ares mannaged to latch onto its own neck biting down, the thing yelped making it let go of his wing and easier for Ares to crack its neck as he flung the thing away from him letting its body break with the fall. Blood from his wings and other little scratches, he watched the young one try to fight and the last one he could see was going after the smaller one once again. He pushed his good wing forward and lowered his neck snorting at it with those glaring eyes that looked very much kalona at the moment. His wing was in pain but he showed nothing of it, he glared down the wolf as a low rumble came from the back of his throat telling it to back off or be killed. The wolf snarled one last time and took off into the East. Ares watched it take off his head still lowered his wing still outspread and laying uselessly at the ground he couldn't flex it back up in its normal position.
Skyefenyx Azariel breathed quickly yet deeply, calming herself as she watched the last gray form flee. She looked at the white stallion, her own body trembling from the exersion of what had just happened here.
Her eyes widened as she realized how bloody he was. "Idiot!" She snapped indignantly, barely keeping herself from head-butting the wounded wind, "Why didn't you just fly away?" She shouted, patience having long since vanished, "You're stupid, you know that? Any other soquili would have escaped while they could or just defended themselves!" She snorted, furious at his apparent lack of intelligence, "I do not understand you." She stated, her voice calming.
She gritted her teeth she definitely did not want to do this, "But thank you for protecting me." She managed to grind out, still quite angry with him but not willing to allow her manners to completely vanish.
Death to Blondes "If I would 'ave left vous would 'ave died. And it wouldn't 'ave been slow at first, by 'ze way." He ignored the rest of her, if he paid attention he would have a tantrum he thought and he wasn't going to kill a foal because he did not have control of yourself. He felt that it was weird for the female to say thank you so he simply stated, 'your welcome.' Sensing no other dangers for the time being he began to trot of dragging his wing along, great...just great. Ferking foals, he thought to himself..."Vous do not wish to 'ave moi around and vous insult moi, so will be taking my leave." he eyed her, she had her own temper but she couldn't do any major damage to him so he...really didn't worry about it.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "I told you, I can take care of myself." She retorted, annoyance flickering in her eyes. Her eyes narrowed as he moved away, "Hey! Who said you could go?" She trotted after him, rearing up and biting his mane in an attempt to slow him down. "Jeez! You really are stupid!" She growled through her teeth, front hooves still hanging off the ground. "Moving around isn't smart!" She told him, glaring, "You'll only hurt yourself more!" She snapped angrily, "Look at you! You're a mess!"
She shook her head, looking at the wing he dragged, "Do you ever want to fly again? Then stop moving, you numbskull!" She huffed and looked up at him then shook her head, "Males," She muttered, "You'd think they'd learn but noooo."
Death to Blondes "'Zen take care of yourself." he watched her carefully as she pulled his mane, "Vous should watch what vous say I am old enough to decide if I can leave or not." He pulled away from her eyeing her perhaps she acted like this because some where down their cared for his well being. "I 'ave been on my own since your age, ma petite." he frowned as she said males. "I 'ave not taken to vous differently becu'z vous are female so why do vous make it sound az if I 'ave done somet'ing wrong by being born male." In some awkward way he found her cute, fiery temper and yet so small or perhaps she just reminded him of himself as a foal.
Skyefenyx Azariel tossed her head, short white mane flying, "Right, sure, whatever, let's see if you can fly again after dragging your wing around for long." She retorted, her annoyance lingering. Why was he being so stubborn? So bull-headed.
"So what?" She asked bluntly, looking up at him as if it were no big deal, "You've been on your own, whoop-de-do, have you ever been hurt like this before?" She questioned, relentless in her thoughts.
Another snort and huff, "Right, right, you don't think you have," She responded, trotting around to get a closer look at the wing which still dragged on the ground, "I've dealt with it since I can remember, ma petite, most if not all males like to protect females. It's probably not something they can control." She stated matter-of-factly. She nosed the damaged wing gently, an attempt to make him snap it back to the position it belonged.
Death to Blondes He watched her, miss. know-it-all..."Oui, I 'ave been hurt more 'zen zis. Much...more." he drifted off into his own little word for a moment and ignored half of the things she had just said and only remembered an intense pain shooting through him. He snarled slightly, rearing a bit forgetting it was only the little one their and not some one trying to hurt him. He stepped back, slightly the beast in his eyes slowly reclining back to it where it belonged and his own eyes showing threw instead of that madness. He was still wincing from where she proded, but kept his distance from her slightly. "I don't like to protect anyone." he simply stated.
Skyefenyx Azariel mumbled something to herself, ears flicking back and forth. She shook her head, clearly he was still alive even after all that had happened.
She stumbled back a step as he reared, snarling, fear lancing through her. Oops... She watchedm ears pinned back, entire demeanor ready to just bolt if he tried to attack her. She wasn't going to get killed tonight, her father would be so angry.
Seeing him finally calm she snorted, eyeing him, "If you don't like to protect anyone," She repeated, blue eyes narrowed, "Then why'd you protect me?" She chuffed, curious and vaguely confused. He didn't protect anyone, but he had protected her. Oh, that made sense. Oh, no it didn't.
Death to Blondes "I didn't," he growled back looking at her, "Look at vous, your injured as well." he motioned to her rump. He felt like a failure, he hadn't let them killed her but it was close. How could he have been so careless? Tsks. Why did he care about this one, anyways its just another foal. A pissy one at that too. He huffed realizing he wasn't going any where tonight and went near a lonesome tree laying himself down comfertably. He needed to catch his breath and then he'd take her home to wherever she went. How the hell was he supposed to know where she lived. Her parents are neglectfull for letting her stay out this late.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, stomping a hoof--the one connected to her wound. Ow. She winced but brushed it off, "Ha, I don't have anything compared to you," She replied dismissively. Her ears flicked backwards again as she watched him lay down. Stupid stallion was what he was, he should go see someone to look at his wounds, wouldn't do if he couldn't fly anymore.
Briefly, she thought about what it would be like to fly--wind underneath wings and being able to do what you wanted and go where you wanted without the hindering effects for only four legs. She brushed it off though, it wasn't important now.
"Don't go to sleep, mister," She warned, tail flicking, "I'm told it's not smart when you're hurt."
Death to Blondes He let out a huff which was his form of a laugh, for he had never full out laughed before. He looked to her, "I don't plan on it, I'm catching my breath till I have 'ze energy to take vous home. 'Zis iz place for a foal to be wandering around." he didn't say girl cause he knew how she felt about that. Not that he cared, well possibly he did care for her feelings a little. But why in the hell did he? Stupid fillies, colts and foals. He yawned despite of what he said, his wing hurt but he didn't let it get to him. If he did he'd be feeling it all night and morning. "Where do vous live ma petite?"
Skyefenyx Azariel bristled, "Who said I'd let you take me home? Who said I'd let some stallion who I barely know take me home?" She snorted, annoyance lancing through her again. What kind of idiot did he think she was? That she would let some strange stallion take her home. Did she look like a baby? She ignored the blatant fact that she was only a filly.
She huffed, tail flicking an tossed head head, "Ma petite doesn't suit me." She told him, ticked that he kept calling her that, "My name is Azariel, please remember it." She mumbled something again and scratched her cheek with her front leg as she thought over what to do. Should I go get help? But where would I go? And what if those "wolves" come back?
Death to Blondes He looked at her, "Do vous know your own way home with 'ze safest route?" he watched her. "No vous do not!" he was getting angery again. "I could care less what you think of me but I am not letting you leave by yourself." his own voice coming back with no French. Score. "I'm Ares." He watched her, "Let me take you safely to your home and then I can get back to mine." he was to tired for this, he really was. Why was he messing with her, he should just leave her. He really, really should but he couldn't because the heavens and hell hated him and wanted to watch him be tortured under the wrath of a foal.
Skyefenyx Azariel glared at him, "I would think I should know! I've been exploring around my home since I wrestled my way out of that infernal basket!" She snapped.
She shook her head, "Do you honestly think I'll let you go anywhere with you so hurt?" She hissed, stalking up the him and head-butting his shoulder. Screw the possibiltiy of retaliation, she wanted to make him see her point. Her tail flicked again, revealing her annoyance.
"Males!" She growled, pacing away from him, "Stupid, stupid, bull-headed, arrogant, and don't seem to understand that when they're hurt," She whirled around, glaring, "That they should stay put and not follow others home dragging their wounds with them!" She bared her teeth, "What if the wolves come back, genius? What if they're attracted to your blood? Following me home won't keep me safe, nimwit, it might lead them back to my family!"
Death to Blondes "Do you honestly think you can stop me from going any where?" he added. Fact was he didn't like being told what to do, he liked his freedom and the idea of a foal telling him what to do was totally not happening. He did nothing as she head butted him, it didn't so much hurt rather just toget noticed. He waited for her rampage to end, "Females!" he added in her tone. "Emotional, over dramatic, talk to much, poignant, stubborn and ill informed. Their is only one wolf pack at their status and that was them. The next wolf territory isn't until far more land into the East. Their attracted to my blood but they usually do not mess with me. That pack was...starving as you could say and resulted to last option they could go to for survival and it failed."
Skyefenyx Azariel glared at him, indignant and offended. "I see, then." She retorted, tone ice cold, "Well then, I suppose I'll be leaving. As I cannot stop you from doing anything incredibly stupid, I will take my leave." She shook her head, "And as those wolves are apparently not coming back, I'd appreciate it if you minded your own business on the business of my welfare." She turned around, head held high, "Thank you again for protecting me," She hissed, "But your "services" are no longer required." She set off at a trot, intent on leaving Ares and his attitude behind.
Death to Blondes A ha, he had made his point. He got up his strength weakened physically but he did not let it show on his expression. He made his way back to her side, "I see how it is, you can call males such names but we cannot give back what you say? I believe that is how do you say, you can dish it but you cant take it?" he eyed her. "If you intend to say hurtful things to others you should be able to take it without being pissed about it later." He didn't mind the folded wing, handicap for the moment. He didn't give a rats butt about it at the moment. He wasn't letting her go off and it was as simple as that.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted indignantly, "I did nothing of the sort." She retorted, "I agreed with you, didn't I?" She trotted ahead of him again, he annoyed her so much all she wanted to do was get away from him, "I can take whatever you give me, Ares," She hissed back at him, tail flagging, "Whether or not I react in a way you confuse with another is not my concern." She huffed again, halting and looking back at him, "You really need to get your wounds checked." She warned, blue eyes cold yet concerned, "Following me home wouldn't be smart unless you happen to live near me." She stomped a hoof, "And, it's rather strange."
Death to Blondes "Vous 'aven't agreed with moi on anyt'ing since I 'ave met you." he kept an eye on her as he spoke. His brow rose, "What are vous talking of confusion and such?" his mind was twirling she was making him confused. "I do not 'ave any one to check them this night. My two legger is gone for 'ze weekend if vous must know and what do vous mean it is strange?" he didn't understand this. It's not like he was a old geezer walking a young foal home, he was still a colt to most he was young. Like a teenager almost so he didn't know why it was strange...or maybe their was another that he did not know and it was in her own etiquitte.
Skyefenyx Azariel grinned wickedly, "Of course not." She replied tartly, "It's not in my nature to agree with others when I have a different opinion." She snorted, tossing her head, "Perhaps I was not clear," She admitted, looking at him coolly, "I meant to say, I did not oppose you in your thoughts." She nodded, it sounded more accurate anyway.
Azariel blinked, gone for the weekend? Why would they do that? Her mind shifted to his question, "It's strange," She answered, "Because someoen I hardly know is following me to my home." She shook her head, "Father taught me to be supsicious of people wanting to come with me, so I am." She chuffed again, "Besides, you're an adult, and I'm not." She said it as if it mattered but it probably didn't. It was mostly in her mind. She was tired anyway.
She halted again, growling a bit inwardly and hoping her assumption wouldn't be wrong, "Seeing as how you're hurt and I know my two-legger is completely fine. I'm sure she can bandage you up and let you on your merry way." She half-offered half-ordered, "Then all will be well and I can stop worrying."
Death to Blondes He twitched and stopped, and then continued ignoring the part where her two legger would patch him up. He didn't trust two-leggers much and to have another besides his own would mean trust and he trusted no one but himself. "I did not mean to upset your father if I am, I just think its out of your welfare to be walked home with some one who could properly protect vous if vous needed it." He looked to her, "But vous seemed to put up a hell of a fight with 'zat 'un vous had at." he nodded giving her a first compliment. "I was trained at your age vous know."
Skyefenyx Oblivious to Ares' inner denial to treatment, Azariel trotted on, always keeping a bit ahead of the stallion and subtly looking back to make sure he was still moving. Just because she was ticked at him, didn't mean she was going to let him collapse.
Her ears flicked back at his comment, "Father probably won't be mad at you." She commented, absently sniffing at a night flower, "He'll probably be happy you protected me and then I'll be the one to get in trouble." She grinned, "That'll be interesting to see my punishment," Her grin turned to a grimace, "But it'll be annoying." She snorted, dismissing the thoughts as something not to be concerned with at the moment.
She halted suddenly, blinking in surprise. Had he....had this adult stallion just complimented her? Despite herself, she felt her cheeks heat with pleasure, "I-It was nothing." She said, dismissive in tone. It wasn't a big deal to her if she could get rid of some wolves, "Besides, you did most of the work anyway." She turned back, a stern look on her face, "I'm not sure whether to be grateful or angry for that."
Death to Blondes "Be grateful otherwise you'd be dead, I am not trying to brag. Not at all, I have simply had more practice in 'zat area." he watched her. "Az for your father, I will try and stand by your side and hopefully he shall understand 'zat it was moi who insisted on bringing vous home. I'm sure he will see 'ze point and 'zat its for your saftey. He's probably worried sick about vous no?" He hadn't smiled as her cheeks heated, some saw being embarrased as a threat and took it personally if you made fun of it. He wouldn't dare make fun of the foal, she was to fiery and to strong to be and he respected that. He flinched every other moment whether his wing hit a stone or twick it all seemed to work but if he didn't get it cleaned by the night it would get infected and perhaps lose it. |
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Skyefenyx Azariel laughed, "I suppose I could be grateful, but who brought the threat to me, eh?" Her tail flicked, revealing her amusement. It was quite an interesting situation. Be grateful to him saving her from the wolves, or be angry because he brought the wolves to her.
She tossed her head, "I don't need your help when talking to my father." She pointed out, "If I explain the situation to him everything'll be fine. I'll just probably be confined to the teepee grounds for a month or three." Her eyes narrowed as she caught his smirk but she decided not to say anything, it might bring something unpleasant up.
Nostrils flared and she halted again, looking back at him, "Whether or not you want it," She told him, voice hinting of there being no arguement, "You will get that wing bandaged. I will see to it."
Death to Blondes He tsked, "But whom should 'ave been 'ome instead of out and about at 'zis time of night." he questioned. He agreed with her, "If 'zat is what vous want I will not intertwine with your conversation with your fa'zer." He watched as she halted again, his eye almost twitched. He didn't need getting patched up by some two legger he didn't know. "Are vous sure about 'zat ma petite?" he eyed her curiously. "Why do vous care so much 'zat I am hurt." he hadn't had anyone tell him, they cared if he was hurt or not before so this little female was showing something he had never experienced before which was quite amazing seeing as someone so small could affect someone so big.
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked back and she promptly ignored the comment. It wasn't important. She looked back at him andraised an eyebrow, "Intertwine? Do you mean intervine?" She shrugged noncommitably, "I'll handle him, I think you're talking will just make things worse." She paused, "No offense."
She shook her head, "I care because," She looked back again, "Because whether or not I wanted it, you got hurt because of me. The least I can do is make sure you're patched up, whether or not you agree to it." She shook her head, honestly! Why would he think otherwise? No one else was going to help him and if he didn't get his wounds looked at soon they would probably become infected and if they did, it'd be her fault. Sure, Ares had done this of his own will but she would still feel guilty. Feeling guilty was not what she planned to do for the rest of her life.
Death to Blondes "Non, intervene is like I would take over 'ze conversation completely. Intertwine is more...like together as one, right?" he didn't think he had mixed up his words but perhaps he had. He shrugged it off as he listened to her go off again. "I'm glad I don't feel like vous." he shook his head. "Feelings get in 'ze way. And 'zat is what 'appened tonight. If it were a while back I would 'ave left vous. If your two legger gets on my nerves I am not promising anyt'ing. However, if it makes vous sleep at night I'll let it try."
Skyefenyx Azariel grinned, "I don't think that's what "intervine" means," She chuckled, "But whatever." She shook her head, short white mane flapping. She bristled at his comments, "Feelings get in the way, huh?" She hissed, glaring at him, "If I wanted to I could run off and leave you here, you know." She snorted, angry that he considered feelings a hindering quality. Stupid...!
"My two-legger's not an "it"," She told him, tone distinctly more icy, "Her name is Mashki." She didn't know why, but Ares irked her with his attitude. "And I'll sleep whether or not you get healed." Liar.
Death to Blondes He shrugged and stopped, "'Zen run off!" he hissed lowering his head glaring. He was slightly testing her, "Run..." he huffed, he lifted his head and said it again. "Run." He watched her his heart turning to his normal state, cold. "I could care less what sex your two leggers name is, nor her name." he watched her. "Run," he growled. He hadn't ever gotten like this with anyone else besides that incident with Cynara or something that was no longer living. His ears flared back, "If vous will not, 'zen I will." he turned back and started walking. She could probably get home fine from here, he had scented other soquilis in the area. Perhaps one she knew, but he needed her more than she. He was injured already, even though she was too his wing was more susceptable than her flank. But who knew.
Skyefenyx Azariel stopped, blinking at him from over her shoulder. Had he actually said that? Told her to run? Just moments before he had been insisting he take her home! Watching him take a few steps in the other direction she gritted her teeth, knowing she'd regret this in some way. "Hey!" She shouted, taking off after him, "I thought I told you you're going to get your wounds looked at!"
She growled, glaring at him, "I couldn't care less if you're mad at me, or if you don't care who the hell my two-legger is, I will get your wounds looked at if I have to knock you out and drag you there!" She panted, having said all of that in one breath, "Understand me?" She would not have his injuries on her conscience, it would kill her. Blaming herself for everything that had happened here. She knew she was being more selfish then helpful but dammit she was not going to let this matter go!
Death to Blondes Ares stopped, he was right. She would feel guilt, that was her only flaw was her emotion. Oh well, no one was perfect. "What, vous didn't want moi to go with vous. I am leaving." he shrugged. He had said that last part with sarcasm. "Feelings ma petite." he snickered slightly. "It'd be entertaining to see vous knock moi out 'zo." he rose a brow. "I do not need your help I am just going cause it will make vous feel better." he eyed her turning back to where they were going. He didn't need help from anybody...it was different if he was just using them.
Skyefenyx Azariel grimaced, "I never said I didn't want you to go with me." Had she? She couldn't remember and it didn't matter anyway. She bristled, "What do you mean?" She snapped, under the distinct impression that he was making fun of her.
She tossed her head, indignant, "It wouldn't be entertaining for you." She hissed, looking up at him, "All I'd have to do is put you in so much pain you pass out." She explained and shrugged her shoulders, turing and following.
"Oh. To make me feel better, eh? How kind of you." The temperature in her words dropped at least ten degrees. She disliked being made fun of. She disliked being humoured in a condescending manner even more.
Death to Blondes "In 'ze beginning vous said vous would be fine on your own." he replied trying to explain the occurances of earlier. "'Zat would be easy for vous, vous t'ink." he watched her. "All vous 'ave to do is get at my wing, non. But I'm afraid it would be more work 'zen vous t'ink." He looked back to her grinning, "Oui, because 'zat is what I am...kind."
Skyefenyx "No, you're a vile stallion set on ripping my conscience to shreds," She grumbled, "All I am doing is trying to help you get that wings looked at because you're hurt and need help and my thanks? this!" She growled again, tail flicking with impatience.
She held her head high and ducked under a branch so she wouldn't get hit, "I do not understand your kind." She mumbled, "So stubborn." Another flick of her tail as she scented the air, "Well, at least we're close." She glanced back at him, "Go after my two-legger and I'll make sure you regret it." She warned, glaring.
Death to Blondes "Thank vous." he replied as she called him vile. "I told vous I don't need your 'elp." his ears flickered at her. "What exactly iz my kind?" he didn't know what hse was referencing. He didn't know he had a kind, he always thought he was odd one out so it really didn't matter. He went through the brush not even care of the more scrapes he was getting walking through it. He watched her, ignoring her threats. Just a small foal whom thinks she's a big shot. He thought to himself as he hadn't an idea where he was. He hadn't ever been to these parts before.
Skyefenyx "'Your kind'," She repeated, "The type who thinks that they can do whatever the want to whoever they want and have both parties emerge without consequences, or at least, your party." She replied roughly, "And I told you before, I don't care if you don't need my help, you're getting it whether you want it or not!" Why was this male being so difficult? It was infuriating! 'I don't need this' and 'I don't want that' well, good for him!
She shook herself all over, releasing a bit of the energy inside, "Infuriating little..." She grumbled softly, ducking under another branch. She could smell the family fire, so they were very close now.
Death to Blondes "'Zats what I get being raised by a unikalona I guess." he looked straight forward at the scents. His cool blue eyes wandered over the soft landscapes as a few more twigs poked at his pale sides and chest. His braids getting more tangled than one could imagine. Their personalities clashed but it was mostly because they were similar or close to. He actually didn't mind the little female, normally he'd give a swift kick to a foal who came near him and started to bug him. But she was odd, and this bugged him...once again that damned compassion was coming to him.
Skyefenyx Azariel looked back at him, "Unikalona? What's that?" Could she help it if she were ignornant? It wasn't as if her father had taught her about "unikalonas" heck, he probably hadn't heard of them himself. She flicked her tail dismissively, "Eh..." She trotted out of the cover of the trees, immediately going over to the figure which sat by the fire outside of the teepee.
Whickering softly she nudged the young woman's shoulder, "Azariel..." Spoke the woman, touching the filly's muzzle, "You're very late..." She rapped her knuckles gently on the fily's forehead, "Your father is very worried." She had yet to see the injured stallion, her attention too fixed on her young charge.
Death to Blondes "Its...ask some'un vous trust." he watched as they were in front of the teepee and she ran to her two legger. She watched the two interact, when Ares was young he didn't let Itzpapalotl lay hand on him because he was taught not to. He snorted as the female touched the female, his cold eyes ran over them, flickering like a caged animal about to attack. His wing lay helpless. He figured while walking he had broken more bones than one. He stood, watching them he wanted nothing to do with any of them now that he was here and he wanted to leave.
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, gently tugging on the woman's tunic until she stood, "Is something wrong, Azariel?" She asked, casting her gaze around. A nod-or the equine equivalent of one. She turned, and motioned for the inidan girl to follow, "Yes, yes, I'm coming." Came the reply.
Azariel trotted back to Ares, "Behave, you," She grumbled, looking closely at him, "I told you before, if I have to knock you out to get that wing fixed, I will. So behave around Mashki." Her tail flicked with impatience and she looked again at his wounds. He'd lost a lot of blood and it really didn't look well. For the first time, Azariel wondered if Mashki knew how to fix wings.
Death to Blondes Ares lowered his head snorting at her, "You wouldn't be able to." his accent was diminishing as he spoke. It often did that in the night and early morning or if he hadn't been around a French speaker. He snarled as the thing came closer to him, he was starting to ct like when he was younger again. Hate everyone and survive...basic 101. He was more than nervous and he might have to be knocked out to let it touch him, he shivered at the thought of being touched by a stranger.
Skyefenyx Azariel's tail flicked once and she looked at him with a riased eyebrow, "What's wrong, Ares?" She asked calmly, "You can't get fixed up unless Mashki looks at you and I won't let you leave until you do." She sighed, why was he suddenly acting like a big baby? He clearly wasn't afraid of pain or he wouldn't have gotten this far. "If you're really that scared of her we're going to have a problem." She stated calmly, "Because I'm not leaving you alone until you get it fixed, so unless you do, you're gonna be stuck with me for a looong time. Do you want to be stuck with a filly for a long time?" So she was using herself as an incentive to get looked at, her conscience certainly was determined.
Mashki stared at the white stallion Azariel had brought home, sensing she shouldn't approach too far and get into the male's personal space. She could see he was hurt--the evidence was in the damaged wing that lay uselessly by his side. "Azariel..." She began, "If your stallion wants help, he needs to come closer to the teepee, I need to get the bandages." She turned slightly as if to go back.
Death to Blondes Ares watched her, why had he even trusted in her in the beginning? He hadn't trusted her, felt sorry for her maybe. Thats why he saved her and brought her home now it was time for him to leave...so why wasn't he leaving. He watched as her voice turned calming to him and almost soothing, he walked forward a bit more closer to the light of the fire but he stood still if he were to get fixed he'd have to lay which would be even more coaxing from his newly found filly friend. His cool eyes followed the female, turning no less cold or hard. His legs twitched as the muscles beneath his pelt tensed.
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked back, a slight giveaway to her annoyance, "Come on, Ares!" She hissed, stomping a back hoof, "Do you really want to deal with me for the rest of your life?" An amused laugh, "Come on, what stallion wants to deal with me? I'm sure you don't want to be tied down, don't you?" She sigh and reached up, tugging gently on a braid, "Come on, the sooner you get fixed up, the sooner you can leave!" There, an incentive, "And you won't ever have to deal with my whining or stubbornness ever again! And you can go out and hurt yourself and won't have me bugging you about it ever again! See? So let's get you fixed up!"
Mashki emerged from the teepee, bandages and ointments cradled carefully in her arms, "Azariel?" She called, blinking into the darkness, "Azariel, make sure you bring him closer, I do not have the kind of night vision your kind do, I will the help of the fire." The young indian woman was curious about this entire affair. How had the stallion gotten injured, for example? And why had Az brought him back to the teepee? He was clearly very badly hurt, but his own human should be looking after him, not a filly and her indian.
Death to Blondes If Ares had ever read thoughts and knew what this filly's indian was thinking he'd be all over her a**. He wasn't in the mood for anyone questioning Itzpapalotl's tactics, the young shaman had things to do and even though she wasn't shaman of the tribe she still had the gift. He believed he remembered something about a foal delivery a region away.
He let Azariel pull him closer to the fire and he hissed slightly as the female came back out warning her. His cool blue eyes wandered over them as he stood silent...a subtle fear was in him as well as a hatred to two leggers. After all, thei was the incident where their was one throwing stones at a foal...of course he had almost torn it to bloody ribbons if Cynara wouldn't have got their, it probably would have died. But he needed to learn that others were trustworthy, right? He trusted no one unless they earned it.
Skyefenyx Azariel glanced back, mouth still full of a braid and replied with a sound of agreement, "Co' on oo!" She hissed tugging more, "Oo arr ehhing elp!" She let go of him then, the annoyance of not being able to speak correctly irking her to no end, "If you're still nervous about it, I'll have Mashki bandage me up first, so you can see she's good at it, okay?" She grinned lopsidedly up at him, "She's done it a lot."
Azariel was a bit proud of that too. She wasn't some filly-filly who was afraid of getting dirt on her, she loved to get into anything and everything even that thornbush. She winced inwardly, she was still recovering from that fiasco, both physically and emotionally, being laughed at wasn't fun.
Mashki placed the supplies on the gorund, careful to make sure nothing was going to tip over or fall to the ground and ruin itself. Turning back to the two she waited, tying her long tresses back, "Your wing is very damaged," She told him, voice soft, "You are lucky Azariel brought you here, you could be dead." She paused, head extended a bit, not touching the stallion, "What I will do is going to hurt, sometimes quite a bit, but you have to stay still as much as you can." She looked at him coolly, "Do you understand?" She knew about these horses, these "soquili" and hoped he could understand her, this would be infinitely more difficult if he couldn't.
Death to Blondes "Your two legger is stupid." he eyed the female, he got to hos knees and laid down lazily. The loss of blood was getting to him, his complextion had pale and his eyes were starting to get dazed. He had growled at the two legger softly when she said he could have been dead. He pulled his good wing closer to his side. He peered at her with those cold eyes and snorted that he understood semi what she was saying. He already knew that it was going to hurt, it was a broken wing. She underestimated him. His head turned to Azariel, the stallion almost looked helpless. He was fighting like a mother, but even he couldn't compete with some things. The wolf must have gotten at a blood vessel that he shouldn't have. It was ripped up pretty bad but nothing that couldn't be fixed if it was immediate attention. "Doesn't matter if...you go first...she's yours..." his accent was fading as he got his words out in an almost whispery breath.
Skyefenyx Azariel was tempted to get angry at that--but let it roll off of her in light that it was probably from his inner problems with two-leggers. With an amused huff she answered, "I'll take that as a compliment." She nosed him gently, "So what?" She grumbled, looking at him a bit sternly, "She should help you too." Her eyes widened a bit at him as she saw where he was going, "Come on, Ares! Think about something else. What do you like to do?"
MAshki approached the two, carefully sitting in front of the injured wing and reaching to spread the wing open, being very careful to try and not damage the wing more. She began carefully examining it, checking for breaks and tears, applying pressure where needed.
Death to Blondes Pain shot up and down his wing as she touched it, he had underestimated how much damage was really done to it. He didn't show it on his face, he wasn't going to show weakness to the two legger nor the girl. He looked to her, "I don't know," he thought about it, "Saving fillies that don't know the dangers of the world?" he eyed her at his sarcasm. He was trying to pull through but not for him, for her perhaps. Dumb filly, he had his weaknesses and it was foals despite what he did to them he always had a weakness for them and it could have been from his rough child hood he didn't know but it was mostly for ones roaming on their own or orphaned ones. The others he didn't care for paticulary. He was almost a guardian for the abandoned even though she was far from it.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "That would be an interesting hobby, wouldn't it? Too bad you couldn't indulge yourself here." Ha! Like she needed to be rescued! Her tail flicked, she could take care of herself, no matter what anyone else thought. A huff and a quick glance at the damaged wing before returning her attention to the white stallion, "So do you always save foals from danger?" She asked, lips twisting upward, "Or am I somehow special? Even though you did lead the wolves to us."
Mashki sighed softly, carefully knitting two slivers of broken bone back into place, her entire concentration on that. Sweat slipped down her browbut she ignored it, right now just wanting to patch this wing up and do it properly.
Death to Blondes His brows furrowed, "I was being sarcastic, next time your on your own." A pure lie but she wouldn't be able to tell. He almost had feelings for her now it seemed...like a little sister or something of the sort. "Azariel," he replied, the first time he had used her name rather than 'ma petite', "I didn't mean to lead them to you." he looked to her seriously arching his neck to see the two legger. He could see bone, he didn't flinch he had saw it all before. He had a pale scar running up his foreleg, down his chest and rump. But all were to pale to be seen but if you touched his soft pelt you could feel the roughness of them. He had many more, smaller of course but these were the ones he remembered most. He looked at Azariel, "Care if I spend the night?" he whispered...he wasn't going any where soon. "I'll be...gone by morning."
Skyefenyx Azariel grinned mischieviously, "I would asssume so, though I'll make sure to stay in one piece." She added slyly, raising an eyebrow. Her ears flicked forward and she looked at him strangely. Had he just said her name? She tilted her head to the side, "I know." She replied solemnly, looking at him, "You didn't mean to and you don't have to worry, I'll forget about it once I go senile." She grinned sheepishly, attempting to cheer the mood.
Her ears flicked forward again, "Hm?" She blinked, "Yah, sure, of course you can stay," She replied automatically. She was sure Mashki would be fine with it and her father too, as long as everything was explained, father could find weird explanations for things, Az didn't really understand it. She shrugged, "Well, you can try," She replied, almost smirking at him, "Mashki might not let you leave for ages." She snorted, "I remember when I got caught in that thorn bush..." She winced, "Mashki wouldn't let me leave the teepee and grounds for ages."
Mashki was closer to finishing, she wasn't done by any means, but a bit closer then minutes ago. She reached blindly for a small jar of ointment and opened it with her teeth, slathering a bit of it on and rubbing it to make sure it was in the right places.
Death to Blondes He snorted at her, for no apparent reason. Perhaps to stop him from having his first laughter. That would be the day, "I'll be able to leave." he retorted. His callous eyes drifted to the two legger as she seemed to drench him in the oitment. The smell was strong. It didn't feel that bad, he was getting used to the pain. He looked to the little female to keep his mind off of what was going on with his wing.
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, "Suit yourself," she replied dismissively, knowing full well that Mashki would do whatever ift took to get him to stay if she saw fit. She glanced quickly at what her two-legger was doing, to make sure everything was alright, "Looks like Mashki's almost done," She offered softly, looking back at the winged stallion, "So you don't need to worry much longer."
Ineed Mashki was almost done, she was busy splinting and wrapping bandages about the wounds and broken bones. It was still a slow process, but at least the end was in sight. Hopefully this stallion wouldn't do anything to permanently damage the wing as it was now, it would take a while to heal but he'd be flight worthy if he had the patience to wait.
Death to Blondes He nodded as his brow quirked, "Who said I was worried?" he replied gruffle. He shook his head, it does not matter anymore. He was going to be pissed to keep the bandage on and flightless. He adored his flight but he could still survive without it and thats all that was important was survival. "If I do not see you in the morning, it was a pleasure to meet you ma petite."
Skyefenyx A snort, "How could you not be? Someone you don't know is fixing your wing. I know I'd be worried." She would be, in fact, she probably wouldn't have even let them near her. It was hard to trust someone you hardly or didn't even know.
"Ah, you'll probably see me in the morning. Mashki always wakes me up when she gets up. She's not the most quiet person in the world." A cheerful grin, "But thanks for the consideration. That was nice of you." She hoped she'd see him. Despite his gruff and distant nature, was seemed to be a nice enough stallion.
Mashki tied the last bandage and nodded once, standing up. "You're done," she informed the two, "You should probably have your human check it when they can, but if you don't have one you can always come back." She offered all the same. Hoping the stallion wouldn't do anything harmful, "I'm not sure, but I think you'll be able to fly again. I'm not an expert, though, best to have another check it."
She smiled and nodded her head to her young charge, "Shall we go to sleep then? I'm sure he would like some quiet res as well."
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 2:22 pm
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Skyefenyx ((This is a Private RP between `Swirly and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. )) --------------------------------------- Azariel stood in the meadow, head down, chewing carefully on a mouthful of grass. It had been a while since she had had contact with anyone other then her human, except of course, seeing her father again. She winced and shoved the memories away. Her father had been pleasant and kind as always, asking her about her life and her meetings with others. It hadn't been so bad in actuality but she could still see he was in pain when he saw her. He hid it from her as best he could, but it was still there. She shoved the memories away again, focusing her thoughts on somehing else. They promptly latched onto her meeting with the green stallion. What was with him? What was he trying to do? Woo her? Attempt to romance her into something? Had he really lied to her with his outrage at her accusation so long ago? She didn't understand him, she couldn't understand him. He was so, so annoying and righteous and--and-- damn she liked to fight with him. She wanted to fight with him, wanted to shout out all of her frustrations and have him return in kind; wanted to screw with his mind as much as he did to hers. Who could really blame her if she didn't mind seeing him again, if only just to fight?
`Swirly It had been a month? or so since Caelen had had time to spar with anybody. He had been cranky for the latter part of the time, and was just now feeling himself and thinking it would be wise to seek out company. That little bit of a mare had made him think for awhile but in the end he decided to stand beside his decision. The little mare needed to be taught what people could be like.
Living near or visiting with a heart-broken father and looking like a heart-breaking mother was going to make her crazy before she had the time to truly blossum.
Nope. He stood by what he had said and done 100% So why was it bothering him? The little thing was bitter, opinionated, and ignorant to the ways of what a good stallion could be like. Part of his mind wanted to argue with himself. What made HIM so sure he was a good stallion? Oh Hell! If he ever ran into her again he was going to give her a good what-for!
Was that a flash of black and white in his favorite meadow? Oh-ho. Fun was afoot.
Skyefenyx Azariel didn't see Caelen, how could she really? He was green and the entire forest had blossomed into green with the coming of Spring, he blended in quite well. But as she didn't see him, she couldn't know he was there and so she continued with her daily activities.
Swallowing another bite of grass she raised her head, long mane-which she still had yet to cut, flooding her vision again until she flicked it out of her eyes with a toss of her head, she didn't like that she was getting used to the stupid thing so much. An equally long tail flicked, routinely spiraling into itself and tangling. She didn't really care at the moment.
Ears flicked backward and forward, trying to catch any sound of something coming or going. Finally, she had sensed another’s presence. Aqua eyes were half-lidded, her nose deciphering the scents of the forest. She wanted to know who and what this creature was before she did anything. She wasn't afraid to do what she needed to.
`Swirly She couldn't see him. Caelen wanted to hoot with laughter, except that would take all the joy out of not being seen. Aye, it was going to be a fun day indeed when he decided if and when he wanted to have another go-round witht he stubborn lass. She was pig-headed, he was stubborn which was equal to pig-headed. Who would win this time?
He'd be damned if she did.
A draw he could handle.
Failure he couldn't.
That's not to say he couldn't stand to be beaten in a regular battle or a war between families, it was jut that so much more than a simple matter of pride was riding on him not losing to her. The litttle mare was so close to becoming unresponsive except when angered that he knew he COULDN'T lose to her. Aye. Life was damned irritating at times.
He stepped forward just a half-step letting her try to find him before he spoke. Caelen waited for a couple more minutes before he called out, "Oy lass, long time no see ye ken?"
Skyefenyx Ears flattened, nostrils flared, eyes narrowed and stance altered, all in response to the sudden presence of the green stallion. She turned her head a bit, eyes finally catching on the green pelt. "Caelen..." She gave him a gentle smile, intended to at least start out being polite, "It has been a while, it's nice to see you again."
Ha. The hell it was. She wanted to throttle the green little boy. She wanted to bite and scratch and make sure she was the one to win this battle. A battle it would be. She wasn't going to leave without a fight and she was sure Caelen wouldn't either. They were too much alike if you thought about it.
She angled her head to get a better look at him, "Join me?" She asked, nodding to a place near her, "As you can probably tell, I can't see you very well." That was true, but her offer was also so she could be close enough that the chances of him not seeing an attack would be marginally higher, though his guard would still be up as well. She lost some to win some.
`Swirly Caelen kept his stance light and forced his mind to do the same. She was being polite to him, how would he feel if she were planning on attacking and he was being polite to her? No that wouldn't do it at'all she'd have to see that he was a decent sort. "Oi lass, nice of ye ter offer, but I've a certain patch o' clover I like ter visit."
He nodded his head to the far edge of the field, both of them would have to walk over to be near it, "If ye've a mind ter have a wee visit an a chat you ye like ter escort an oldie such as me?" Caelen had already begun to walk towards her, although he was angled to be able to move past her to graze if she decided to decline. He hoped she wouldn't. Verball sparring was a great deal more fun than just eating on a patch of clover.
"Aye.. ye canna see me because ye've not learnt what ter look for.. Perhaps if ye're a sweet lass I'll give ye the secret to findin' me in a sea of green that's even brighter than this!" He chuckled and winked, moving closer and yet not at the same time. The ball was in her court if she wanted to come to him. Decisions, Decisions.
Skyefenyx Pity, he wasn't taking the bait. Ah, well, it couldn't really be helped if he didn't; not unless she wanted to give it away and she was already re-thinking all of this, some things just weren't right, even for stuck-up green stallions like him.
She glanced in the direction he pointed and gave a mental sigh, so all he wanted to do was eat, eh? She didn't move as he drew closer, watching him searchingly to see if he would try anything himself. IF she really thought about it, this entire charade was stupid, he was just trying to teach her a lesson or two about social things and she was being stubborn and bull-headed about the entire subject. Ha, she was too young to listen to that voice.
A sigh and a faint smile, "Stop saying you're old, Caelen," She chided, shaking her head, "Someone should only say that if they act their age. You," She jerked her head toward him, "Do nothing of the sort." She didn't like when people talked like that. "Act your age" was never appropriate because she never did herself, so this was a bit easier to fit into her mind.
A snort, "Ha, perhaps I just don't want to look for you?" She fired back, not budging an inch, "After all, I'm sure that if I see you more, I'll be able to find you much more easily, you're just that type of person, Caelen." "Sweet lass", bah! He teasing her with his words, it was remarkable she was actually amused by the entirety of this and not angry enough to leave by now.
`Swirly Oi. He could nearly feel her straining for a fight, but then too he also was in the mood to have it out with the little snob. Snob? Now where had that come from, probably her nose in the air attitude when he came around. Aye that was it.
His stomach was nearly rumbling at the idea of fresh clover. He was in for several months of gorging himself on the spicy-grass until the first and second frost came to take it away from him for a good long while. That was, if only the summer had enough rain to keep it from drying out. Oi. Stupid weather. He was thinking of the weather? Ah-ha! What a way to keep a mind distracted.
"Lass I canna begin ter tell ye what I've seen ter make me old." He chuckled a bit darkly, "Ye see I've been as old as I am now fer what seems like ages, jess that ye didna know me afore now." He winked at her, beginning to pass her now - lady or lass or witch alike he was hungry and going to eat. No time for stopping to wait for her to walk with him.
"Weell if ye've no mind ter look fer me then I'll simply have ter keep the information ter meself!" He managed a light laugh and smiled to himself. It was getting closer to fightin' time and that was certain.
Skyefenyx A sigh escaped her lips and she allowed him past her without incident, all of the tension of waiting for the fight to break out was making her tired in an anxious sort of way as if the weight of wanting to fight but lacking the reason to was putting a toll on her. She wondered why.
Why did she like to fight with him? Why did she feel a need to? Why, of all things, did she act the way she did around him? She hated when people got a wrong or bad impression from her; hated when they thought she was something she wasn't, so why did she act like this toward this green male? Why did she only act like this toward him and not any other? The romantic would have said she had a connection with him, but she was hardly a romantic. No...he was simply someone who fought back.
"What say we get this over with, Caelen?" She asked finally, following after the green stallion, watching his movements, "We both know each of us is just waiting for a fight. Why not start one and get it over with?" Her lips twisted into a smile, "You can always use the fact that I need a "lesson"," She offered calmly, amused each time he said it. She didn't need a lesson, she needed a fight.
`Swirly My oh my she was spoiling for a fight. He on the other hand had had enough fights in his life that while he was in the mood for a good shouting match it certainly didn't mean he was acheing for one and couldn't go without one. Hm... Now she was asking for it?
The lass wanted to yell at him, scream, kick, and maybe bite at him? Hell. Life always got way too interesting when Caelen was hungry. Would it make her mad if he said okay to fighting but he wanted to eat first? Fights with other stallions were usually scheduled in advance.. Damnit. Why couldn't she have made an appointment for a fight. Why do I sound so ridiculous? Hunger, yes that's it.
"Oi lass, ye'll find I'm nae in a fightin' mood and I've no need ter kick yer backside in ter feel happy." Ahh sweet sweet grass. He lowered his head and began to pluck out mouthfuls, eating hard and fast. Caelen swalled quickly and cleared his throat, "If ye've an ache ter fight can I at least know what we're fightin' about?" With that he lowered his head and began to eat again with a vengance, his ears dancing and eyes up at hers. He was the picture of innocent until he winked.
Skyefenyx Had Azariel been able to read minds, a gift she clearly lacked, she would have laughed. Make an appointment for a fight? Why? Wasn't unexpectedness a part of the game? It was a stupid game, one where either of them could go home the loser. The loser would definitely not be her.
She simply breathed out of her nose, not quite a snort, not quite a simple breath. She really didn't know what to fight about. His cocky attitude, how he always "knew" he was right, how even without thinking he categorize her into something she wasn't even a part of. Hell, she didn't care that everything that came to mind was about him, she just wanted to get this started.
His feigned innocence before his wink only made her growl, "Insufferable!" She snapped, "You're insufferable, do you know that?" She shook her head, any thought of doing something other then fight flown out of her head. She wanted to smack him and smack him hard.
`Swirly Caelen was busy munching on clover, already his stomach was starting to feel better. It was hard to keep his mind on the little mare when there was so much to eat. Lordy, he hadn't thought himself to be a glutton before but with how hard it was to focus he was going to have to do a lot of reevaluating.
A few more bites and a quick swallow and Caelen knew he would be able to hold on long enough to have a nice rousing fight. "Oi lass, ye say I'm the insufferable one, eh? What 'ave I done ter ye? Ye're the one that's insulted me an acted as if me only goal in life was ter ravish yer body." He chuckled before he explained, "Ye're a lovely lass but I've more ter do than ter mess with innocents such as ye are."
Caelen straightened to his full height, towering over her by only a few ... inches. "Lass if ye've a mind ter fight with me I'll do it but ye ought ter think of what ye've said and what I've said ter realize just what exactly has ye in a tizzy." He had realized it.. but was she ready? They were attracted to each other.. The problem was both of them were fighting against it. He'd give up clover if he was wrong. Well.. for a week.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, watching him as he gorged himself. He was certainly having fun with that bit of clover. She shook her head, aqua eyes, flashing, "You're insufferable because you're so cocky and arrogant and always think that you're right and it's my fault!" She snapped, glaring, "So I insulted you, it was a perfectly reasonable thought! How many others have been ravaged by stallions when out taking a walk, huh?"
She shook her head, having finally had it with his blaming her, "So I was wrong! Whoop-de-do! Good for you! I apologize! Alright? I'm sorry for accusing you!" She gnashed her teeth against each other. She was angry; very, very, angry at him and herself. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
She paused, realizing he was trying to tower over her and managing it by a few inches. "Tizzy?" She repeated, looking up at him, calming herself as best she could. She stood opposite him, looking at him with curious and confused eyes. What the hell was he trying to do?
`Swirly Caelen just blinked at the mare and continued to wait out her spurt of temper and rage. My did it ever take a long time. He'd be lieing if he had told her that he didn't want to haul off and give her a good whatfor. To bite or snap at or even just yell at her for daring to treat him like he was one of the jackass stallions that felt "love'em'and'leave'em" was more than enough for any mare to ask for.
"Lass ye're walkin' on verreh thin ice with me at the moment, I'll nae be spoken ter like that." His words were bit out carefully to let her know he meant business, not that he was trying to put her in "her" place.
Stupid mares and their inability to figure out what they were thinking about. "I'm goin' ter leave now if ye've no mind ter talk about why precisely yer so angry and why I'm just as liable ter snap at ye." He had thought an all-out brawl would be fun, but it just made him cranky and want more clover. "Tis yer choice lass."
Skyefenyx Azariel glared at him, with half a mind to just go off and cry. Why was it that whenever she tried to do the right thing, to apologize and just get everything over with, she ended up pissing him off even more? Was it him? Or was it just her? Probably herself, she was never any good with socializing in the first place, better to just walk away and do it now.
She stepped a back a step, pulling her head back, "Okay, genius," she growled, wanting to know what the hell he was talking about before she left. Damn curiosity always got the better of her at the most inconvenient times, "Why am I always angry at you? And why do you always fight back?" She wanted to know, if there was something, maybe something about him that caused this in everyone and not just her, she would like to know.
`Swirly Caelen moved closer to her, making soft shushing noises. It was obvious that the worst of both of their tempers were over now. He just usually got sulky but he had a feeling that the lass might cry. Oh did he hate tears. "Come now lass, show me that spirit that ye nearly threw in me face the first time I happened upon ye." He wanted to see that spunk.. A mare that cried tended to lose his adoration.. Couldn't have that in the mare he had chosen to befriend or even more.
He looked down at her, his bright green eyes smiling softly at her, "Now lass, there's no need ter be angry with me anymore is there?" He just smiled, "I have a feelin' that we're both angry towards each other because there's somethin' brewin' besides just the vanilla flavored friendship - ye ken?"
Skyefenyx Az watched him closely, annoyed that he thought her young enough that childish shushing noises. "Who said I was going to cry?" She hissed, throttling the small bit of strain in her voice that might give anything away, "I haven't cried for ages! What makes you think I would now?" She gritted her teeth, throat aching. Screw tears, she'd die before she'd break down enough to cry in front of him.
She stared at him, aqua eyes not understanding, or at least, not understand at first. Something besides friendship? When had there been friendship in the equation? They had always fought, it was what they did. They fought, made-up and fought again; friendship wasn't about fighting, it was about being there for someone and having someone to talk to about things. How could there be something more then friendship between them when they weren't even friends in the first place?
"No," She answered solemnly, looking up at him, "We didn't even have a friendship to begin with. What," She tilted her head up at him, "Are you implying?" She didn't even really need to ask that question. Something inside her knew, knew that they were fighting so badly because of something. IT was something Azariel had never hoped to encounter.
`Swirly Caelen just smiled at her as best he could. The lass was fighting him at everystep of the way. Spirit was one things - bullheadedness was another. All well... at least in the end when she decided to be honest with herself and with him they would both know honestly what was going on. "Tears don go the amount of time it's been since the last round lass. They go by what happens that calls fer them, but then too I bet ye know that as well as I."
His green eyes just gazed into hers unwaveringly. Hell, this had been the last thing on his to-do list but when something like this was annoying the hell out of him there really wasn't much he could do to avoid it. "No lass, if we werena friends there would be nothing to fight about. If ye think about it. I don spend time gettin' all ragey at me enemies just to cool down.. That is where the friendship comes inter play, ye agree or no?" Lord almighty he was going to want to sneak into his two-legger's father's fire-water sometime tonight if only to make those lovely aqua eyes fade away.
"Lass I'll nae let ye lie ter me. I'll be grazin' fer a few minutes and doin' some thinkin' meself if ye've a mind ter think or just ter fume at how much ye hate me, or ter do some grazin' yerself." He shook out his mane and lowered his neck to begin eating. Lord she was going to be a hard one to get to trust him.
Skyefenyx That smile. Ears flattened down against her head. She didn't like that smile; it meant something was up, something...something she wasn't so sure what to do about. She was silent a for a long time, silently acknowledging the truth about tears, but unwilling to give way enough to agree with him.
The way he looked at her too, right in the eyes...she mentally shook herself, what was she thinking about eyes? Just because they were staring at her and she felt a faintest traces of heat rise up definitely did not mean anything at all.
An ear flicked forward then back quickly. They weren't friends. Why would she get mad at someone she considered a friend? It wasn't logical! What did she know, though? She had never really had someone she could consider an enemy, who would she know if she would act as he did?
Lie? Why would she lie? And to him of all people? She had been nothing but honest to him! Always speaking her mind, even when she completely made things worse! She bristled and calmed almost immediately. She was tired of fighting him already, she just...let it all be damned, she just wanted to know! Know why the hell he was acting like this, why the hell she was acting like this!
`Swirly Caelen just continued to graze. The lass was going to have to mull all the thoughts in her head over while he went to work on figuring out what he was going to say to her when she did finally speak to him. He was so much older than her. She was a couple of years old.. maybe three? It was hard to tell how old of a filly she had been when Lovey had met the little mare.
Her bright aqua eyes were going to be hard to forget. Oi.. now where in the hell had that come from? Stupid mare making him get stupid fluffy-bunny thoughts. He was supposed to be a manly man, right?
Caelen choked on that thought and laughed at the same time he choked on his mouthful of grass mixed with clover. Hacking for a moment before he regained his composure Cael managed a smile up at Az in case she was worried over his health. Would hell freeze first? He hoped not.
Alright sweet lass, show me how brave ye are... Let yerself fall an I'll catch ye.
Skyefenyx Any particular thoughts she had been mulling over quickly vanished as the green stallion choked on his food. Automatically-because of course it was automatic, why would it be otherwise?-She bent her head and nudged him, "You alright?" At his smile she jerked her head up and away from him. Crazy male.
She snorted with contempt and looked away, half of her mind tempted to just walk away. If he wasn't going to give her answers, she was going to have to figure it out on her own and for some reason, she couldn't entire think properly when he was around. She flicked her long tail again, ignoring that it was already hopelessly tangled once more.
"Hell," She mumbled absently, gaze firmly locked onto some point in the distance, "Complications..." She hadn't meant to say anything, her mind and mouth were currently working against her. Luck was not with her today.
`Swirly The urge to grin was surpressed, but just barely. It was hard not to grin with the realization that while she may'nt be head over heels or even friendly towards him. She certainly wasn't above making sure he was alright. "Aye lass - I just swallowed something the wrong way." His voice was a bit of a croak and he had to clear it a couple times, but he was breathing.
Smiling? The mare was angry at him for smiling? Well hell. He wasn't going to give up that activity for any mare. It was simply too much of a habit. She'll get over her dislike 'o me pearly whites sooner or later.
"Hell and Complications?" Now that was something unsual. Caelen had muttered to himself but with a voice as deep as his it had probably carried over to her. "Now lass... I don like ye ter find me that irritatin'"
Skyefenyx An ear flicked toward him and she looked at him sideways, not wanting to turn her head. "'Hell' because I don't understand," She huffed softly, "'Complications' was also because of that." She shook her head, white mane shadowing her face, "I've told you plenty of times before that I don't understand you, Caelen, I was merely voicing it again."
She shook her head, she needed time to think, time to shove away thoughts that had no business being in her head. She stamped a hoof, a physical manifestation of her inner turmoil. Caelen...what are you doing?
Was he trying to say that he had something more then friendship? Not that friendship had been offered in the first place but, was he trying to say that he...thought they might be something "more"? She didn't like it, she wasn't the type to think of that word. "Love" was not a part of her vocabulary, she had never thought anything like this could happen.
`Swirly His own ears were pricked forward, keenly interested in what the mare had to say to him. "Oi lass, I suppose both of your word choices make a lot of sense. Although I don't know what about me ye cann understand. I like ter think I've a rather simple mind and a simple list o' demands."
Caelen just managed to smile at her lazily. He was full now for the moment so it was much easier to keep eye contact with her. The two were starting to have something between each other, but her trust was all he wanted right now. Would she ever be able to understand that? If not he'd give up.
Lord almighty it felt like he'd walked straight into some stupid drama that two-leggers thrived on. I ought ter be wearin' some shirt with my manly muscular chest popping out. He snorted lightly and just eyed her. Love? Hell.. they hardly liked each other.. but it was there somewhere?
Skyefenyx "Simple?" She repeated, turning to look at him directly, "You are anything but simple, Caelen," She grumbled shaking her head, "And I would know nothing of your list of demands."
She snorted at his smile, annoyed at how she liked it. She shook her head again, meeting his gaze firmly, "Do you have something to say, Caelen?" She asked finally, intent on knowing just what he wanted. Humph, she wanted nothing to do with him. Ha, such a liar she was, not that she'd ever admit it.
This was becoming stupid, she didn't like beating around the bush and it didn't help that she had no clue why or what they were beating around the bush for! She was becoming quite frustrated over all of this. She didn't like when things like this occurred.
`Swirly Caelen once again loomed over the little mare as best he could. His body was stocky and not in the least lanky. All well, at least he had been given his stunny good looks? Ha!
He kept his eyes connected with her lovely aqua ones, "Now lass I'll show ye exactly what I mean, but if ye so much as protest in any form be it a squeak, squeal, or a no I'll disappear. If I see ye from a distance I'll be gone, do ye understand?"
This was an important moment.. He was testing to see if she had the ability to trust him. He planned nothing to ruin her virtue, just to.. well she would have to decide for herself before he moved any closer to her. It had dawned on him that if he lost.. they both did.. and if they won they both did.
Skyefenyx Azariel shifted, once again having the sensation of him looming over her. He wasn't that tall to begin with but she still felt that feeling. She wasn't exactly comfortable with it either.
Her ears flattened at his words, mind instantly going to something that was less then pleasant. But...hadn't he told her over and over that he wouldn't do something like that? Could she trust him far enough that she could say he wouldn't? She shifted uneasily. Damn it all, was she willing to risk it? Was she willing to risk herself for this?
Curiosity be damned, she was betting something incredibly important to her. Why did she want to know? She gritted her teeth, if he tried anything suspicious, did anything to her, she'd break his legs that was for sure. Whether or not he meant well, she was definitely not going to let anything happen to her.
"I understand," She said, looking up at him solemnly, "Just don't try anything stupid." It was a warning to him, she wouldn't stand for anything suspicious, the deal would be off, then.
`Swirly Caelen took another step forward, moving purposely into what she liked to consider her space. Alright, it was about to either get alot more interesting or he was going to walk away wheezing. If she struck him - he would strike her. They had played as equals since the beginning and the kid-gloves weren't about to go on.
Caelen began to murmur to her softly in Gaelic, soft as if he were taming her to his touch. His words were foreign but they carried the meaning of, "Trust in me and I won't let you fall..." With a soft sigh Caelen ran his muzzle down her mane. It was soft and rich but he didn't dare inhale. He was trying to show her a touch wouldn't hurt, that HE wouldn't hurt her.
"Ye can tell me ter back down lass. It'll be a very personal touch for us both but ye've got ter trust that I'll nae hurt ye or try anythin' ter damage yer virtue. Ter put it crudly from the hips back I'll nae go near."
Skyefenyx Azariel hadn't been nearly as concerned until he stepped closer and she had a very large desire to take a step back. Her legs had suddenly decided to root themselves to the ground at a very inconvenient time.
Any words of warning vanished from her mind, any thoughts of fighting faded away. His words, words she couldn't even begin to understand, pressed into her and despite the fact she couldn't understand, relaxed her enough to allow him near.
She shivered automatically at his touch and once again she wanted to move away, but it was not nearly as strong as the first time. She may not like someone touching her, but at least he was being gentle. Her ears flicked back at his words, "I could," She answered softly, "But would you stop?" She sighed just as softly, "Fine, just..." Her eyes closed, "Don't make me regret this, okay?"
`Swirly Caelen knew she wouldn't move away now so long as his touch was as calculated as he had had to have been to get her this close to begin with. He hated to scheme, but until she met her guard down like this, full-time he was going to tread lightly.
"Agrha, ye're lovely like this soft and yet ye still manager ter keep yer spirit.. I could no sooner hurt ye as I could throw meself off of a cliff." Slowly he drew back her mane to nuzzle the black velvet of her neck, "Ye're so soft and warm.. I've a feeling I'm corrupting yer being lass, but ye don't mind me do ye?"
With a soft sigh Caelen shifted closer so she could feel him solid and warm beside her. Letting her know he was there for support, "Lass whether ye choose to acknowledge what fire there could be between us or nay.. Ye'll find a friend in me no matter how pigheaded we both choose ter be." He chuckled lightly, still just nuzzling her neck. He would move soon and touch more, but not until she wanted more.
Skyefenyx It was becoming a bit hard to think and she had to consciously focus on words. She shivered again, feeling his nose touch her neck, "As...as long as nothing happens..." She managed to say, eyes still closed, "You'll hardly be corrupting me, will you?" She could deal with this, no problem, just...not too much more. She would have to keep track of where he was.
She sucked in a small breath, surprised at the sudden sensation of his body next to hers. How had he gotten so close? Why the hell did she want to lean against him? It didn't make sense. She had always stood on her own. No support had ever been wanted or needed.
She was silent for a long moment, listening and musing over what he had said. She took her time with answering, "There's...something..." She said at last, "But I hope we can be...friends first, yes?"
`Swirly Caelen chuckled slightly, oh the innocent thing didn't think a simple touch could corrupt? Stopping was probably going to kill him. He moved his body against hers softly, letting her feel him next to her, "Aye lass, tis only me... Yer a quick learner but I've a feelin' ye'll be the one ter teach me in the end."
Slowly Caelen swung his body away from hers, moving his neck from the base of her neck all the way up to her face once. His green eyes were staring keenly at her closed ones and carefully he lipped and nuzzled at her. "Aghra, yer a lot ter handle."
Once again he moved slowly, taking a step back out of her space, "Aye lass, we'll be friends first and fer a long time I'm gatherin' afore yer ready ter try today's activity again."
Skyefenyx This wasn't good, not good at all. Just as things were getting good--he moved away. Now, normally Azariel would have appreciated such a gesture, he was being very kind to her and her well being after all, but she had been enjoying that (though if one ever asked, she'd never admit it) and she was wont to make it stop.
Her neck and face still tingled from his touch and she wasn't very keen on letting that sensation pass for a bit. So, when the green stallion stepped back and away from her, she didn't let go far.
"We'll be friends in a few minutes," It was her turn to do something, "Just for a moment, let's be something more," She pressed her muzzle against his nose for a moment then shifted to nuzzle his cheek softly, "Just for a moment..." She was a fool, courting things like this too much and too fast. What would happen now?
`Swirly This wasn't good, not good at all. He had finally figured out that his tightly held leash wasn't going to snap and then she looked at him. Lord those lovely eyes nearly made him buckle. When in the hell had THAT happened? If this hadn't become such a serious time he would've been likely to throw a temper tantrum of his own.
His own body was doing some tingling of it's own. His mind seemed nearly completely fuzzed over. Lord give me strength.
"Lass.." This was going to be hard to explain without making her blowup at him. "Yer so lovely an soft lass, but it's because 'o that that I canna let this go farther." His deep green muzzle rubbed against her, wishing her could take what she offered now, "I'll nae turn ye down again lass, but ye need ter think... If we go any farther yer mine fer keeps."
Skyefenyx Azariel was silent for a few moments, "Do you understand, that if you don't let this go further--not that I intend to let it go very much farther--" She breathed softly against his neck, "That it'll be hell ever getting me back to something like this?"
She rest her head against his neck for a moment, sighing softly, "Mm...definitely going to be a rough time," She sighed again, and to a minuscule step backward, just far enough that she could look at him again, "But if you're willing to wait and try for it..."
She shook her head, becoming a bit cranky already from separation, which was rather odd if she thought about it, "Maybe one day you will have me for keeps." She looked up at him through her white tresses, "That is, if you're willing to put up with me."
`Swirly Caelen was equally silent, "Oh aye lass, I know exactly what I may be giving up but if I needed ter give ye a reminder of what YE may give up by refusin' me I know I could do it without too much mussin'" He didn't mean to sound cocky but if he threatened to leave her completely she would probably submit for this again.
"Lass It'd be a sick an twisted stallion ter take from ye before the rough times've been fought out." A quick nuzzle against her neck, "but I doubt ye'll be puttin' yer nose up at me touchin' yer neck again. Seems I'm minus an ice princess."
"If I wasna willin' ter put up with ye - I'dve nae given ye a taste of me. So to speak." He chuckled warmly and eyed her, "Yer father's nae likely ter take to an oldie like me watchin' over his darlin' 'fore I make ye mine."
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, no matter how much she enjoyed the sensations he stirred in her, she could do without them in the name of stubbornness and pride, "Are you so sure about that?" She asked, looking up at him with a single eyebrow raised.
She rolled her eyes, looking away from him. Damn it, he was right for the most part. She definitely wouldn't mind much of any touch from him anymore. Damn him. "Perhaps," She said at last, not willing to give up in this petty fight.
She snorted again, ears flicking backward, "My father understands these things well enough, he's been through it quite a bit." She shook his head, "And I'm sure if you tried you could meet him and discuss it yourself; if you want to find him it should be easy." She should know, when she had been a foal it had always been simple to find him. |
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`Swirly Caelen chuckled lightly and smiled down at her easily. "Oh aye, I'm very certain lass but I suppose I'll have ter be sure that I ask ye very nicely or I demand as sweetly as I can manage ter." My she was a wily thing to nail down.
It was irrisistable to roll his eyes back at her. Och, his mother had whapped him a good time or two for daring to roll his eyes. That of course had been on the day of his first steps. She'd raised him to have manner, perhaps he would have to tame his mare too?
His mare? Now where had that come from? Well.. when Life give lemons ye make lemonade. Looks like she's my lemonade, eh? Oi. "Oh? I'll have ter see if anythin' develops to where I'll bee needin' ter speak with yer father, eh lass?"
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, "Humph," She snorted, looking at him suspiciously, "Mm, just get close enough to try it, Caelen," She rumbled softly, only partially joking. Already her old attitude was returning, pity.
She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to the side, looking up at him, "Ah, so you think nothing will happen then?" She mused, a smile twitching her lips, "Pity, perhaps I was hoping for some entertainment during the many months left of my life."
She took another step back, this one larger then the other, perhaps she was planning something of her own, eh? No sense in not having fun, even though it wouldn't be the same "Fun" as moments before. Perhaps she was in a mood for a run? To clear to her mind, that was it, and if Caelen wanted to come along...how could she stop him?
"I think I'll go for a run," She mused aloud, just loud enough that Caelen might hear, "Would be nice to get the blood pumping in a productive way."
`Swirly Caelen shook his head also and chuckled deeply, "So yer back ter actin' all big'n'bad lass? Weeell I can't say I'll try ter stop ye so long as ye keep in mind that I can repeat our lesson any time we're both a mind ter do so!" He wasn't threatening her, just reminding her of the tentative bonds that had been laid.
"Nothin' will happen right now lass, because I've too many morals ter let loose." ... and boy did he hate himself for them right now. She had offered herself to him, but it had been without thinking it over. If she were to bare his children this soon in the relationship she'd probably push him and his little ones off a cliff. Oi.
"A run, eh?" His own body was tense from restraint, it would indeed be nice to let himself go. "That sounds nice lass, although I wouldna say that what we were both doing some five minutes ago wasna productive." A wicked glint danced in his eyes for a moment, "Would ye care ter repeat it, eh?"
Skyefenyx One of Azariel's ears ficked backward and she looked at him coolly, though if she wanted to admit it, she wouldn't mind if he did anything one more bit. As she wouldn't admit it, the cool look would suffice.
She snorted softly, appreciating his concern for her but debating whether or not to voice it. Children--especially with him--were far from her mind. She didn't mind children, they were kind of cute once she got used to them and she was still young enough that her childhood was fresh in her mind; it was just...the process required to have children, pregnancy and birth and all of that, was not something she would have wanted to go through ever no matter the other parent.
She looked at him oddly before turning away, unwilling to show the embarrassment she managed to acquire from his words. Stupid stallion and his stupid words. "A tempting offer," How had she managed to keep her voice fairly level? "...but didn't you just get finished saying you wouldn't do anything else?" She smiled innocently and took another step away from him, ready to run full out, maybe then she'd be too tired to get flustered when he talked.
`Swirly As usual Caelen was having trouble holding back his desire to laugh. Honestly, the little mare was too much of a comedian even for him. Or maybe it was because he found her refusal all too amusing.
"Ahh lass that snort wasna a very happy one. Ye'll have ter know now that I'll be wantin' little babes ter be runnin' around." He eyes her thin frame, "I might just like that frame more if it was a bit plumper from out wee ones." Lord he hoped she wouldn't smash him up for that, "Not that I'm sayin' the family will happen or anytime soon, mind ye, but if anythin' were ter develop ye'd need know in advance."
"A wee tease, eh? Well if ye push me buttons on purpose lass and ye find yerself with little Caelen's running amock ye'd not be able to blast me with yer temper." He winked at her and grinned kindly, "I've a feelin' even if I manage to get ye beside me willingly we'll always have hoof ter hoof arguement."
Skyefenyx Any amusement in her mind evaporated like a snowflake in a desert. What was this? Children? He wanted children? Her cheeks burned, she definitely did not want that to ever happen if it involved her being the one to do all of the work. That certainly hadn't been on her mind in the last few moments.
Ears flattened down, revealing her displease and discomfort over the whole idea, "Don't get ahead of yourself here, Caelen," She growled, tempted to lash out, not that it would do any good, "I can assure you, I won't be "plump from out wee ones" for quite a while, if ever." She was not going to promise anything anytime soon.
She snorted, a bit alarmed at how the conversation had suddenly turned, from cheerful and innocent flirting to talk of babies. She let out a groan and rolled her eyes, "Do you have any idea what would happen if there was more then one of you?" She shook her head, "And worse yet, half of me in them? They'd be the worst, most trouble-making children this land has ever known!"
This was just a distraction, the panic and anxiety in her was growing. Of anything, she had never expected to have children ever and to find that the stallion she had thought to have something more then just a friendship with wanted children, well, let's just say she was re-thinking her options.
`Swirly Any thought of NOT laughing flew from Caelen's mind much quicker than her displeasure. Oh lord, he was going to bellow with laughter if she didn't quit her frowning at him. Now wasn't the time for him to laugh either, drat.
"Lass, I'm nae gettin' ahead of meself. Ye've not been 'round a good honest lad save fer your father I'm willin' ter wager. Ye need ter know what ter expect from me an if ye choose ter walk away from me then within the next few days will be the ideal time." He shook his head tiredly, "I've nae lied ter ye and if ye lie ter me in order ter play with fire I'll skin yer backside."
"And aye lass, our little ones would have the proper dose of spirit as opposed to the sallow-skinned pansies that seem ter enjoy walkin' around this land and callin' it their own." A green hoof dug frimly into the ground, "Now do ye plan ter run from me?"
He wanted to know now. If she ran away from him and the possiblity of children was in the air he would chase her for the next year. It would probably kill a part of him.
Skyefenyx How kind of him to tell her what to expect if she decided to stick with him. It actually was pretty nice of him to do that, but she wasn't in the most charitable mood at the moment. "How kind of you," She hissed, eyeing him with a mixture of strained amusement and annoyance. She did not want children.
Oh, this was lovely, now, she'd have to decide to have children in order to stay with him? That wasn't a choice! And it wasn't fair at all! She couldn't change everything she had ever told herself in a few days or less! "You...you--!" She jerked her head away, panic made her eyes sting with tears.
"Making me choose between being with you and having children?" She stalked away from him, angry and just a bit hurt. "You don't understand me," She growled, turning to face him, "Try doing that before you say things that make me want to leave." She was freaking out, but she didn't care. He was threatening to leave her if she didn't agree and if she did she'd be a broodmare! She wanted to leave too, wanted to just walk away. This was too damn soon! Way too soon! They hardly knew each other at all, and he--he wanted to change her very thoughts?
`Swirly Oh lord, her tone was that of if she opened her moutha horde of bees was liable to come swarming out. Well, what exactly could he do? His own heart and happiness had to be considered. He also knew that she was wary of stallions like him, she'd have to learn to give a little too.
Moving forward carefully towards his now very hurt mare, "Aghra, you're not understanding this at all." Oh lordy, goodbye ribs. If she didn't approve of his touch right now, which was rather likely, "I know ye're upset with me, but when I say leave I mean simply that I wouldna pursue a more romantic relationship.
Slipping his neck against hers protectively and as soothingly as he thought she'd allow him right now he continued to console and shush her, "Lass I'd like ter think I understand ye jest a wee bit if ye've a mind ter listen. Ye'd never be just a broodmare. Ye'd be my mate, lover, and mother. He stepped back far enough to stare into her eyes, "We've a lot of gettin' to know first 'fore any of this happens lass. I just felt it necessary ter tell ye."
Skyefenyx Not understanding? Well, that was the understatement of the year. An ear flicked backwards as she heard his approach, she really shouldn't have turned her back on him. Not a very smart idea at the moment. His next words made roll her eyes. Right, no "romantic relationship" would be pursued anymore? Ha, like that thought would last; even Azariel knew that.
Her body tensed at his touch and she felt the distinct urge to kick him and kick him hard, but she was being charitable and actually listening, though his words didn't exactly make her feel that much better. She snorted softly, looking at him squarely, "Those are pleasant thoughts..." Ears flicked back again, "But that still doesn't change the fact you'd want children, does it?" All those sweet and pretty little words, meant to soothe her temper and allow him close again. She should do nothing of the sort.
Well, at least now she'd know his motives whenever he did anything. She didn't like this new development; not at all, but...she wasn't willing to give up on the green-shamrock just yet. Maybe they'd both change with time (preferably him) and one never knew what the future could hold in the first place. Still...the embarrassing thought of her having children wouldn't let go.
Why should it? Hadn't she always promised herself to be different from other mares? To do nothing like other mares? Having children was what mares did and she had been determined to avoid that affliction. Damn, she should have stayed home for her entire life.
`Swirly Caelen continued to touch and rub at her neck. Lordy it was going to be hard if he had to give her up already. Strange how much a few weeks or had it only been days? Time was seeming to meld together anymore. And he was losing focus... It was strange how much the idea of going back to being a loner was going to hurt.
"Lass if yer violently opposed ter children I say we jest leave the issue ter wait til we've gotten ter know each other better." His green frame pushed up closer to her and he began to nibble on her shoulder lightly. Scratching at what most Soquilis weren't gifted enough to get to. A friendly gesture, but the rest of the contact said more.
"I can almost feel yer brain figurin' out what I seek ter gain from ye, but yer fergettin' I'm not like the other stallions ye'll me. Aye I want young'uns but I'd never use ye for them." Caelen breathed deeply of her scent, forcing himself to move back off of her.
"Now would ye like ter go fer that run with me?"
Skyefenyx Azariel flinched at his touch, that was definitely not what she needed at the moment. He was a master at bad timing apparently, getting so close and into her space once more. "Nyaah," She shook her head, "Stop that, I want to think here,"--That might have been a mistake, eh? It was the truth though, and he should know these things for the future...okay, maybe not then either.
"It's not that I don't like children," Damn that felt nice, she should get him to stop soon. Him and his seducing. But it felt so good...no, no, remain strong here, this is an issue don't just give in now, then you'll never win again, "It's that I'm not terribly fond of the process to acquiring those children."
A snort, "You assure me of that every time," She nipped at his ear, "And though I thank you for that," She watched him move away, perversely wishing him back next to her. Damn it. She continued pointedly, "I'm trying to hope you're not like that." She huffed softly, eyeing him.
She raised an eyebrow and looked up at him through her white tresses, "The answer to that would be an "Aye", correct?"
`Swirly Caelen just stared down at her and mulled over her words from when he had been grooming her. She was a tasty little package, but altogether too bitter when he got too close to her. "Lass I'll nae rush ye for young'uns, yer hardly past the time when ye were one yerself. Tis natural I'm thinkin' that yer not in the market for the wee ones yet." He was going to be impatient as hell for that time to come, but he could wait. Hopefully.
She was so lovely flustered like this. It made him want to nuzzle her again, but that only served to get him flustered. The control he had on himself was on a very short and very much straining leash. Right now if she gave him so much as a come-hither smile he'd prolly go tearing through the woods to leap off a cliff. Oi, drama.
"I'll continue ter assure ye lass as it's all I can do for ye. I'm nae every tom, d**k, 'n harry ye'll find all over the place. I'm simply Caelen yer very own shamrock if ye quit confusin' me."
He raised both of his eyebrows and hooted with delight, "Yer a fast learner and aye tis the correct answer!" It was polite and proper to give a lady a head-start, but his mare would be his equal. Nothing less. Digging his hooves into the ground and flinging forward Caelen bellowed back, "I'll race ye ter the river. The loser has ter give the other a kiss." Oh, she'd damn nearly fly to beat him he'd bet.
Skyefenyx An ear flicked backward, she was just past being a foal herself? The assumption made her bristle until reality forced to her to see that indeed to him, she was just past foal-hood. She looked at him searchingly, that last bit had sounded a bit strained, was he perhaps hoping that she would soon be on that market?
If Azariel allowed herself a more optimistic and cheerful attitude, she would have told him he was sweet. He was, being so truthful to her and telling her how it was, always reassuring her over the things that concerned her, how could he not be? She couldn't have found a better person to stick with--wait, confusing him? She was confusing him? Ahaha, that was a point for both of them, she couldn't be more confused by the green stallion if she tried.
"Hey!" She shouted as he suddenly turned and bolted off. That was not fair, he got a head start! She charged after him automatically, his last words only catching up to her after she had given chase. What now? Whoever lost would have to kiss the other? Ha! Now she would not be losing. Not that she would let him kiss her. Nope, not that.
`Swirly The wind was whistling in his ears merrily for a moment so he could catch her words before he really let his feet fly. Oi, she was a stubborn creature. He knew she liked his touch. Yet, she hadn't tried to touch him back at all. Probably for the best. Well wait, she had tried once but he had turned off his responses to her by then.
Was the little snot only willing to touch him when he was trying to behave? Today was getting more and more interesting especially when he heard her disgruntled.. noise and the sound of her hooves hauling tail after him. Oh lord it would be worth it to let her pass him if only to stare at that gorgeous..
CAELEN NO.
His conscience nearly beat him over the head with a stick. Damnit. He really was losing his mind. "C'mon lass if ye don't pass me I'm goin' ter enjoy seein' you blush as ye give me a kiss."
Skyefenyx "Bah!" She fired at him, glaring at the green rump that belonged to the very creature who was doing all of this to her. And as if she'd kiss him! Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and for the first time she actually realized that after their first encounter, she hadn't really touched him, though he had touched her quite a bit.
So? hissed a voice, You've already said many, many times that you did not like touching! Why should you feel guilty over something like this? It isn't logical!
She was shoved back to reality as she realized she actually might be beginning to lose to the green stallion. Like hell she'd let that happen! She dug into the muscles she had trained for from lack of else to do and sped up. Losing was not an option this time, no matter how much she might enjoy getting the male flustered. In issues such as these, she had no problem, as long as it involved winning.
`Swirly Caelen narrowed his eyes and began to pace himself. His plan was to let her lose to him albeit narrowly. But, if he lost to her he'd like that to be narrowly too. It wouldn't be good for her to think he was letting her win and he wouldn't let but it was going to be very close either way. She was a strong mare.
The little thing's ears seemed to be flicking back and forth and back and forth like two very confused beacons. So long as she focused on her running things would be alright.
The river they were racing to was still a good ways away and some trees up ahead would be obnoxious to go through at full blast, so he pulled himself back in a tiny bit. Hopefully Az would too, or else she was in for a lot of confusing dancing. Hm, maybe she's more agile than my bulky frame. A quick grin spread and he kept his eyes trained on her.. and her rump. Time for an interesting show.
Skyefenyx Oh, ho, ho, had Azariel been aware of where the Celtic lad's eyes were trained on she would have been flattered, right before she kicked him hard in the ribs. His thoughts were just getting perverse now.
Aqua eyes watched him and caught his lessening of pace. What was he doing now? Conserving energy for the final run? Where was this river anyway? She had never been in this direction from home, at least not this far. "Caelen..." She eyed him strangely, why did she suddenly feel that he was looking at her in a not-so-innocent manner, "What are you looking at?"
She snorted, keeping her own pace for the moment, to get a bit closer to him just in case he was just holding back until the final stretch. Enough races with old friends had taught her all of the tricks, "And you'd better watch where you're going anyway." She warned, raising an eyebrow.
`Swirly Oh lordy.. Life was certainly out to get him killed. Caelen looked up at the sky (back and forth between watching where his hooves went) and told himself to get it together. He wanted to know details about her, what his mind was focusing on could and would easily wait for years if needed.
"Lass I'm lookin' ter see what it's like behind ye because I'll nae be here for long!" His grin was wicked and teasing. Not too much longer before he's put himself into high-gear and possibly throw clumps of dirt to get to where he wanted to be. Aye, his mind was firmly out of the gutter now. It sucked.
"I'm watchin' I'm watchin' lass." An almost joyful thought came to his mind. If she was worried about where he was going to step then did that mean she actually cared if I were to fall. It was only a 1/2 mile dash towards the water. Another minute and they'd be upon it. Caelen would give her another 20 seconds in the lead.
Skyefenyx The temptation to stop and glare at him, because she had a sneaking suspicion he was not innocent in his looking, was almost great enough to obey it. But she didn't, they were still in the middle of a race and Azariel had no intention of losing this one. Her pride wouldn't let her. That grin on his face didn't help matters either.
A laugh, "Who says, you'll take the lead again?" She shot back, throwing a smirk back at him. Like hell she'd give up her advantage.
She snorted, glad he was, it wouldn't do if she found her shamrock stallion falling and her winning that way. "Good, keep watching your hooves and not my behind." She had no proof he was but the feeling wouldn't leave her. She was a bit ashamed that all she felt more amusement then anger at him for it too. What was wrong with her?
`Swirly The tempation to make her think his mind was utterly filthy and beyond repair was almost too much for Caelen to resist. The water up ahead could be heard and the last of the tree-dodging was behind them. Time to make his advance. Pushing through his already tired muscles he managed to pull up neck to neck with her.
"Ahh lass, we're both givin' it all we've got." Of course, this was all said through his deep breathes and huffing, "Why not finish tergether and we'll have ter jest give each other a wee kiss." It sounded reasonable to him. He had enough energy to win at the last second if he pushed as hard as he could. But finishing as equals had a much sweeter ring to him.
It was a definate bonus that she wasn't able to kick him right now. He had said enough bigoted and narrow-minded "manly" things to make all of his ribs officially dust. Oh-ho! Life was good. Now if he could only keep her running at all time.
"Look lass, we're in the final stretch!"
Skyefenyx Azariel eyed him suspiciously, watching as he gained on her until they were neck and neck. Ah, so now he was trying to bargain with her? Hmm...well, she wasn't one to just give up like that, things needed to be one, after all.
But...gah, she was getting too conniving for her own good. Right now, she wanted to get back at the green boy, wanting to leave him as flustered as he did her. Why was she suddenly feeling these thoughts? Maybe it was because she was actually considering that draw. Damn. Breathing heavily from exersion, listening to him say they were in the home stretch, not wanting to lose but not entirely wanting to win anymore either she managed to sigh, "Fine." She kicked up dirt as she drove ahead, "But you'll still have to try your hardest!"
`Swirly It was only twenty more yards until both of them would be planted squarey in a face full of water. At this point and time his body was worked up into enough of a lather that the cold water would probably be a god-awful shock.
She had sped up and he continued to do so. It was hard on his body to keep up as she was younger and much lighter. Thank god muscles were on his side. "Oi lass yer goin' ter have ter find someone ter rub down me legs after such a hard run." This had taken up almost all the the ground before the river and the speaking had made him fall back about half a length.
Shoving his nose out and giving one great big effort Caelen managed to pull up to her side again before they both finished.
Panting he lowered his neck and raised his eyes, "Do ye.. ad...mit.. we're equals lass?"
Skyefenyx Azariel managed a chuckle; it was almost all she could do. She may be younger, but Caelen wasn't the slowest stallion on the block. He'd given her a run for her money. She shook her head, tangled masses of a mane flicking into her eyes. Always getting in the way, that thing.
She looked at him sideways, sides aching, legs feeling like they'd fall off if she took another step. It was remarkable the change in her physical condition. She hardly noticed it until races were over. "I never said we weren't Cael," She huffed, shaking her head again.
"So..." She let out a long breath, eyes closed for a moment as she calmed herself, "What now?"
`Swirly In and out. Just in and out. Lordy it had felt good to run, but now his lungs were mad as hell at the exercise they had been put through, "Oi lass - Now we have ter give each other a kiss." A bright grin spread across is face before he went back panting. It would be interesting to see if she was going to uphold on the deals made at the beginning of the race. "Yer not wantin' ter break me heart are ye?" Breathing was slowing down now - thank god - and he'd be more than willing and able to chase down the little thing if she took off.
But did he really think she'd run away from him? All odds pointed to no, but sometimes the little thing did peculiar things. Those things kept him laughing but running around wasn't on her to-do list for now.
"So.." He stole her words, but used them with his own half-lidded eyes and lazy grin, "What now?" The effect was only ruined minimally by some panting.
Skyefenyx Azariel eyed him dubiously, though spent in terms of immediate energy, she still had plenty in reserve and quickly renewed herself on those energies, her tiredness and panting lessening. She shook her head, unsure of whether to be amused or ticked off. Honestly, the green stallion was seeming to become more and more attached to thoughts such as those, but why should it surprise her? He was a male after all, they were always into such things. Pity.
"Break your heart?" She repeated, looking at him archly. My, was that an exaggeration? Some perverse bit of her mind hoped not. Despite things, she was becoming rather attached to the shamrock lad. She shook her head, mentally grinning at her latest thought. That would be a bit of a change of scene.
"I hope not," She answered softly. She shifted closer, eyes glancing at him for a moment then shifting away. Gently, she pressed her muzzle against his cheek, a bit of a kiss. She withdrew and turned, looking back at him and sticking her tongue out--clearly both amused and defiant, "You never said where," She pointed out lazily.
`Swirly Caelen eyed her right back. His breathing was back to normal and it was a fine day. The reason for such a fine day? Well, because he was getting his Az all riled up. Oh-ho! She ought to know by now that I'm not going to demand anything, but since she doesn't why not get her all frazzled? "Oi lass, ye lookin' like ye've got the weight of the world on y er shoulders."
"Aye, me heart." Winking smartly and chuckling a bit, "Tis a poor weak thing and it canna stand fer too much excitement ye ken?" He moved around her to her left side and nudged her shoulder, "Ye believe me don't ye?" Managing to look like a small puppy that's begging for love.
"oi lass, and now ye've set out ter smash me dreams to bits." At her chaste kiss he pressed his nose to her ear and "innocently" blew into it. The movement was more something an obnoxious older brother would do, "Ye didna say where I had ter kiss ye either!"
Skyefenyx Azariel rolled her eyes at his reaction, unwilling to give in and do anything else for the green stallion, even if his little act was adorable. "Your heart isn't that easily broken," She chided, shaking her head, "You'd be much different if it were."
"I haven't taken anything, now have I?" She replied, cocking her head at him and raising an eyebrow in an arch. This majestic image she had tried to set up was promptly ruined by his blowing in her ear, "Hey!" She nipped at him in annoyance, "That was uncalled for." She tossed her head, tempted to kick at him, that had not been a pleasant experience.
A snort, "Oh, right? And where would you kiss me then?" Another raised eyebrow, "Or do you want to count that as a kiss?" Humph, what did she care where he kissed? As long as it wasn't anything major on his part, it wasn't much of a concern.
`Swirly "Now Now lass, yer breakin' me poor heart all over again ter hear ye say things such as that!" Caelen grinned a bit and began to trot away from her. He wanted to go back to the field and eat again. Hopefully she would follow him.. He really did hope so.
"Oi lass, yer gettin' too slow fer me!" Chuckling brightly and thinking of the flash of irritation at the air in her ear. She was melting towards him albeit a bit more slowly than he had hoped for. A few days, hell, a few hours ago she probably would have kicked him soundly in the ribs for daring to touch her and or backsass her in any form.
He was getting farther away from Azariel, and decided to that if he made her curious about where he planned to kiss her, he'd best tease her a bit. "Lass I'll give ye a kiss on the place yer least expectin' me ter." He bet she cared, alot.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "Breaking your heart, ha!" She shook her head, automatically trotting after him, she still wanted someone to talk to after all. The current someone was leaving, so she simply wanted to follow.
"Too slow?" She repeated, eyeing him from behind, "Where'd you get that from? Unused to a mare not tyhawing automatically over your foreignity?" She shook her, "Sorry, but it'll take more then that to get anything from me." Remarkable. She was actually trying to goad him back? And she wasn't very annoyed at his behavoir? Caelen, what have you done to me?
A kiss where she least expected--Argh! Insufferable he was! She could feel her anger rising. He certainly knew how to push her buttons! "Least expect it" my hore-butt! What was he trying to do? Get her to be so ticked off she'd actually hurt him? That arrogant little jerk!
`Swirly Caelen could hear her trotting to catch up with him and so he slowed his pace for a couple of moment to get her side-by-side with him. "Well now Lass, yer a bit snippity with me now aren't ye?"
Teasing her was quite a bit of fun, even if sometimes she got to be a bit too tart for his taste. All well, he'd have a good long while to tame her to his thinking. Not too much though, a spirit's a glorious thing and breaking it is only for those that belong in hell. "I'm afraid lass yer nae goin' ter experiance me kiss today."
He winked at her and took off hard in an foreign direction. His blood was too hot - he had to have a break from her or else he'd make a raging fool of himself. Poor lass was probably going ter be ready to spit steam once he calmed enough to find her. He'd give a week or.. more...
"I'll be seein' ye soon lass.. I've forgotten a prior engagement.. ye'll get yer kiss don't fret."
Skyefenyx What was this?
"Hey!" She stared after him, angry and confused. He had up and left her, huh? "prior engagement" Ha! What was he up to? She shook her head, alarmed and amused at herself. She was thinking he was up to something? Was she that attached?
Why didn't she follow him? She mused quietly, movre angry at herself then anything, gaze turned inward. Because it's rude, even for you. grumbled a voice softly, Besides, you should head home anyway, it's getting late.
Huh. It was. How had she lost track of time? Turning herself, in another direction, still smarting a bit from the sudden change in attitude, she headed toward home, intent on giving Caelen a good talking-to on how doing that to a mare was definitely not right. |
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Skyefenyx ((This is a Private RP between `Swirly and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. )) --------------------------------------- Pain lanced through her leg again and she winced, doing her best to ignore it. She couldn't stop the pain and she couldn't do anything to help it, she was too far away from home to stop now. She probably needed some sort of medical attention. She could feel the blood dribbling down her leg, even if she was distracted a bit by the pouunding rain and raging storm. Damn she thought softly, eyes half-lidded against the intrusion of water. Her body was soaked, white hair a mass that constantly fell into her eyes and stuck to her cheeks. This storm had come out of nowhere, it had been a cheerful and brilliant day, not a cloud in the sky. Oh, her luck was just perfect. Her body shivered and she knew she would have one massive cold when she got home. Right now, she just needed to get home. But...which way was it?
`Swirly Caelen knew her scent anywhere. It had been over a month since he had last been nearly Azariel. Sure, he had stayed close enough to pick up her scent every once in awhile. A few times the scent of another stallion near her had made him want to smash things into the ground.
It simply wasn't healthy.
She isn't mine.
She isn't mine.
She.. DAMN WELL will get used to me.
Shucks, a month or so wasn't enough to cool his possesive streak.
It was so hard to find Soquilis, mares alike, that had more spirit than a wet noodle. Wait.. blood? He could smell blood? With a harsh snort Caelen shot out towards where Azariel was headed, "Az! Az, lass! Why're ye bleedin'?"
Skyefenyx She managed a few more steps, the pain in her back leg hurting enough to make her hobble. She hoped very, very badly she wouldn't meet something that wanted to hurt her. Something she couldn't defend herself with.
She froze mid-step. Eh? Had she heard something. Her ears flattened backward, headed casting about in hope of seeing whoever and whatever it was before it could do anything to harm her. She might not be able to defend herself against it. She'd damn well try.
It didn't matter if the voice was a bit too familiar...
`Swirly Caelen was having trouble seeing through the rain. It wasn't pouring down so hard that it was impossible to see, but running made it feel as if it was pounding about twice as hard. Damnit. The smell of thick warm blood was filling his nose just as quickly as the rain washed it away. Soon enough the sight of small flashes of white came into his range.
Az!
Moving slower than before Caelen managed to make his way over to her. The ground was muddy and one wrong step would probably send him flying sideways or face first into the vile muck. "Oi lass, what's happened ter ye?"
Caelen managed a mucky prance over to her and stared into the familiar, ableit soaking wet, aqua eyes. "I canna leave yer side, eh?"
Skyefenyx Az managed to see through her hair enough to catch the green flash-because now it was unmistakable, the rain and other factors made it so. Crap. Not him.
She didn't want him to see her like this. Wounded and soaking went, half-tempted to just fall to the ground and cry until she slept. Damned wounds always made her ansy and liable to do things she wouldn't normally do. She didn't want him to think she was weak, to think she was less then she was.
Why on earth did she care though? Of course she felt like she had to prove herself to others, that she was just as good as anyone else even just being herself. So why, why whenever she was around the green stallion did she feel that pressure heighten to enormous levels?
"It's none of your business," She tried to snap, it only came out as a croak. Damned exhaustion to the bowels of whatever hell there was. Weakness was for the losers. She wasn't weak.
"You can leave my side whenever you like, Caelen," She hissed, half-tempted to shaked her tresses out of her face, but knowing it wouldn't help any.
She was being mean and rude and she knew it. But pain, exhaustion and being soaking wet had worn what patience she had incredibly thin. It didn't matter a wink that she cold stop looking at him.
`Swirly Ahh, even injured and tired she had the pluck to wish he'd go away. Now wasn't that amazing? Okay, well not amazing but just a bit cute.
"Now now lass, I'm nae here ter do ye any harm." It was almost tiresome to have to fuss at her every single time they met up, but fun. "Do ye know that yer essentially taking the longest way possible ter get ter yer two-legger?" He'd bet his eye that she had absolutely no idea.
Caelen rubbed his muzzle up and along her dripping wet mane. Hoping that she'd be willing to lean against him to take more of her weight. "Lass ye need ter trust me so I can get ye out of this blasted water."
He turned his body, they had stood in this position once before, where she had been able to lean on him comfortably. "I find it hard ter believe that ye have more fun without me by yer side. The last time I checked I hadna made ye bleed with any of the fun we had had tergether." Rubbing his neck against her soothingly, knowing thar right now she'd be too tired to kick and bite him away, "Alright lass, let's get moving.. Just lean on me I can handle yer weight."
Skyefenyx She shook her head, patience wearing even more, "Caelen, you nimwit!" She glared at him, "You don't need to tell me that! Not at all! I know you're not going to hurt me, hell, you've told me so many times--!" She blew out of her mouth, almost spitting the water the dribbled down her face away.
She growled at him, this close to just biting him. She did not need his help for anything. Her body shivered again and she wasn't sure if it was the cold and wet or the fact he was touching her once more. Did it matter at all? "You don't even know where I live," She hissed, glaring as best she could when she was soaking wet.
Trust him. She was supposed to trust him enough to get them out of the rain? What did she need his help for? She jumped as the lightning crackled dangerously. She didn't like that bit of the thunderstorm.
"Shut up," She managed to growl again, not wanting to move now that he was here. She didn't need his help at all. She had made it this far, after all. "And what if I don't want to move?" She half-hissed, half-sighed. She shivered again, too cold and tired to do much else. Even the pain in her leg, throbbing to her heartbeat, didn't spur her enough.
`Swirly Caelen rubbed his neck more firmly against her when she was ranting about him being a bit over repetative, "Well lass, I'm afraid ter say but yer likely have ter hear me say it many more times until I'm completely positive I have yer trust, even if it's just as friend, do ye understand a'tall?"
Oh-ho, this pretty little mare certainly wasn't in the finest mood he could ask for, but then too what sort of mood was he in when it was raining and one of his legs was in the mood to leak blood everywhere? Oi, what a pain in the a** for her. It was kinda nice to get to be close to her.
Damn. and then she'd have to go and ruin his fun be being cranky with him for wanting to help her. It was almost a wall that went up between the two of them as she froze up and then sputtered at him.
"I'll nae shut up, ye ought ter know that now too." Caelen just kept rubbing and comforting him as best he could, "Come now lass, just move with me and ye'll soon be warm and comfortable... Please jest behave fer once and when yer properly tended ter ye can box in me ribs'n'ears."
Skyefenyx Azariel growled again wordlessly, torn between biting his ear and enjoying that nuzzle even if it was horrible timing. "Yes, yes," She hissed, glaring again.
She did know that. He couldn't keep his mouth shut on anything, why did she bother to tell him to? She shook her head, wet hair, splatting and clinging to her face, neck and body.
"Fine," Was she actually agreeing with him? What had happened to her stubbornness? She was just too tired to argue for long. All she wanted to do at that moment was lay down and sleep; sleep until everything just washed away...The temptation of his offer, to be warm and comfortable, was just enough to get her moving again, though she wouldn't bow enough to lean on him, "Let's go then."
`Swirly Caelen just made low deep noises in the back of his throat. She might be cranky with him, but until she was willing to lean onto him it'd probably be a pain in the a** uphill battle.
"Ye know lass, I've been told before I've a lovely singin' voice, would ye care ter hear a tune or two ter make the time pass more enjoyably?" It was going to be a pain to think of a song that went well with the rain, but maybe she would be lulled into leaning on him. Otherwise they were in for an ungodly long walk.
Their footsteps moved in unison save for the slight gimp whenever Az came to putting weight on her injured backleg, "'fore ye humor me with listenin' ter me catterwallin' would ye be willin ter tell me what happened ter yer leg? If anybody messed with ye I'm liable ter tear out their kidneys... I warn ye now lass."
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, smiling despite the situation. He'd sing for her? How sweet of him, but she's rather not be serenaded at this point in time, besides, the routine interruptions of thunder and the crack of lightning did not set a very pleasant mood for entertainment.
"No one...messed with me," She grunted, taking a few steps forward, "It was a stupid thing. An old friend of mine and I were...checking out an old ravine we used to play in. Sadly," She glanced at him for a moment before returning her attention to the matter at hand, "IT was both too small for us and still dangerous." She winced as she wwas forced to and weight to her injured leg, "I got cut. I'll live."
She shook her head, still surprised at how so much had changed since she was a fool. Back then the ravine had been huge and though still dangerous, had been much less so. It was a cruel reminder of age once more.
`Swirly The shake of her head managed to throw a bit of water into his eyes, moreso than what was already falling from the sky. He had been serious for far too long, time to tease her once again, "Oi lass, yer hair may jest have ter be cut so as ter not attack me whenever I'm close ter ye."
The cut on her foot was more than just an injury. Even a blind fool could tell that someone was bothering her because she had been cut. "Come now lass, would ye care ter tell me about it? Ye know ole Caelen's got a pretty good ear fer listenin' if ye've a mind ter chatter." His body was kept flush up against hers as they moved and the glow of a few murky fires were in sight now, albeit still a long walk away.
"Look lass, we've a mile or less afore yer warm and cared for." Oh boy.. here was going to be the question of the week, "Do ye mind if I stay with ye ternight.. along with yer two legger..?" She was probably going to turn him down.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, not willing to take the bait, "Remember that and tell it to my two-legger, she's the one who refuses to cut it." Oh, howshe wishes she didn't have to deal with it! This was just the type of situation that made her hair at it's worst. It would be hell to fix it up.
An ear flicked toward him and she chewed on this information for a while, silent. "It's..." She sighed, "The same reason why I was acting like I was when we first met." Another sigh, she didn't want to discuss it with anyone. Likely, he'd just make fun of her over it.
She paused in her stride, looking at her searchingly. Had he just asked to stay the night with her? She regained herself and moved forward again, "Why not? You won't be the first." She huffed softly, remembering the last time someone had stayed at the teepee, he had been very injured and she had just been a filly.
`Swirly Caelen just smiled at the little thing, she wasn't in the mood to fight with him? Lordy, she must have either lost a whole heck of a lot of blood, or she was starting to get more attached, "I think ye look quite adorable with that mop plastered ter yer neck." Well.. she did to him at least.
She didn't want to grow up? Well just because she was bigger didna mean she really had to be a grown up, "Lass, I'm much older than ye and yet I act every bit as young as you do. Actually, come ter think o it, I seem ter be a bit more coltish than you." He hoped she would see the small lesson, size didn't do much for age.
Oh-Ho! Now that struck a nerve or four, he wouldn't be the first huh? Well he wasn't willing to be the last then. Withdrawing into himself for the rest of the journey Caelen planned to make his exit as soon as her two-legger had found her. The little thing certainly knew which blows to use.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted again, turning to give him a displeased look, "Right, right, you just said you wanted me to cut it," She pointed out, sighing and wincing as she once again put weight on her leg.
She chuckled, "Ha, it's that and another thing..." She shook her head, "But it's not something I want to talk about at the moment," She raised her head, looking around to see if they were any closer. She was so tired...so very, very tired. The weight of the day, the rain that soaked her to the skin and everything, just made her so tired. She sighed, "No, you may be a colt half the time, she looked at him, "But you're grown-up enough to have gotten my friendship."
As the silence lengthened she stopped, wondering what she had said to make him withdraw so much. Had it been the fact that he wouldn't be the first to stay at her home? The thought made her laugh, though the fact that she was probably becoming sick from being out so long in the rain did help it a bit.
"Caelen..." She raised her head to nuzzle his cheek softly, only half-aware of what she was doing, "The only other male to stay at my teepee was a friend who had been injured helping me. He stayed one night and I was just a filly. It was years ago." She let out a chuckle, "Don't get bent out over it, I'd hardly let anyone else stay."
`Swirly Caelen listened to her explaination and decided that acting like a nagging old wife was more her style than his, "Ah, but Aghra, when ye look so cute an ye don't shake it.. yer adorable an ye don pose much o a threat ter me eyes water-wise."
His neck moved against hers again, pushing her forward. The slow pace had finally managed to eat up a smidgeon over half the distance to her teepee, "Look lass, yer almost ter yer warm bed. I bet ye'll be fast asleep afore yer two-legger managed ter get ye all bandaged up." Come to think of it.. He would probably be completely asleep before it was done if it weren't fore the desire to make sure the two-legger didn't hurt her.
"Lass, yer a cruel bit o' goods some days.. Ye made it sound like ye have err... company that're the same type 'o friends we are all the time.. It struck me pride if I were ter tell ye the truth." It was hard to let her know the truth, but lieing would only serve to make her suspicious of him again.
"Hows yer leg holdin' up lass?" His voice was a bit surprised, as it was nice to feel the soft, soaking wet, touch on his own cheek. She was starting to warm up to their friendship. Thank all the saints in Ireland.. and any other Saint he could get ahold of. "Now lass, It's almost impossible ter get me outta shape."
Skyefenyx Azariel didn't answer immediately. She was unsure of whether to become angry, or lose enough of her fluster to speak normally again. Compliments always made her uncomfortable, especially from him. "Humph," She answered finally, still embarrassed.
She groaned at his description her home, "Do you want me to fall asleep at my feet?" She hissed, eyeing him through her soaken white mane. She sighed and almost shook her head-save for the resistance her she put up to avoid further comment.
She turned her head to completely look at him, eyebrows raised, "Why would you think that?" She rumbled softly, "I haven't had a stallion around my home since Ares and he only spent one night, Mashki couldn't get him to stay anymore." This time she did shake her head, "It's not a big deal, I apologize for hurting your pride."
An ear flicked towards him, "It hurts enough that I limp," She grumbled, "But it's not falling off, so I guess I'm okay." She laughed a bit, "How much do you want to bet that I'll be sick after all of this is through. I hate being sick." She chuffed softly. She really did hate illness. When she had to be taken care of my someone else...she felt too helpless to put words to.
`Swirly Caelen yawned widely and smiled down at her. She could kick him out tonight but he'd probably just collapse in front of her door and fall asleep. The unending urge to slip into sleepy abyss was nearly overwhelming him. "Uhm lass.. quit yer fightin' I'm too tired ter argue ternight."
She was in such a grumpy mood, and yet all he had done was describe a nice.. warm bed.. tender care.. Mmm ahh another yawn. Damnit, were yawns contagious. Even thinking the word "yawn" made him do it. Pfft, lad yer losin' yer marbles that's for sure and for certain. "Now then lass, do ye plan ter fall asleep on yer feet? I would think ye'd be off balanced."
That thought made him laugh slightly and in the darkness her eyes couldn't see his light blush, "Ye've been a mare fer a good long while now lass.. I've seen many lasses that haven't waited more'n a week upon reachin' their adulthood before givin' up their maidenhood." Hopefully she wouldn't understand that he wasn't grouping her like that.. Actually, that was why it had been such a blow because mares like that bored him. They were transparent.
"If it hurts ye then ye shouldna be walkin' on it. Ye'll be inside the nice warm teepee.. well look, it seems that all o' me jabberin' has gotten ye ter yer home nice and quick-like!" Caelen's chest puffed up a bit as if he had carried her the whole way and he began to nose at the door, snorting and demanding it open up. Of course, to the human inside it probably sounded like a load of ruckus.
Skyefenyx Azariel managed a faint chuckle, "You aren't the only one," An aqua eye looked up at him, "So if I were to say something tongiht, you wouldn't be able to argue?" A mischievious grin flickered across her face, that thought could be fun. He'd never admit though and she didn't have much of anything to say.
She huffed softly, looking up at him squarely, "Huh?" She replied intelligently, mind too fogged to really understand much anymore. All she wanted was sleep...
"Any mare who does that risks both her intergrity and her independence." SHe answered solemnly before allowing a yawn of her own, "Mares should know that doing such will only make them be looked down on by stallions andthat there is a high risk of said mare acquiring a few extra additions to the family." She sighed, "I'd never let myself be one of them."
Had they really returned to her home? She blinked blearily, trying to force sleep from her eyes. How had Caelen know about her home anyway? She must have been incredibly tired to not realize it until now. Aqua eyes glanced at him, suspicion in their gaze.
`Swirly Caelen nuzzled her nose lightly, wiggling his lips back and forth across her own lips. It was a playful touch but rather daring. He figured he was relatively safe as she was half asleep and close to being draped across his body. "No no lass, ye'll find I've the ability ter find a way ter argue.. just nae with words.. Care ter try me?"
Lord he hoped so. "Huh?" It seemed that both of their minds were getting a bit fuzzed over. With an impatient snort Caelen kicked at the teepee's entrance. The two-legger had another minute before he would smash his way in.
It was almost impossible to listen to her little tirade against mares with loose morals. Not because he didn't agree but because he was so cold, and so was she... Oh lord.. She had just now realized that he had known how to get her home? Weeell, time to fess up again. Damnit, why do I always get caught being good?
"Lass, I've been gone fer well over a month now, did ye really think I jest diappeared? Every now and again the past month my curiousity has made me follow you and one of the times ye came here.. are ye mad at me fer that lass?"
Skyefenyx Azariel was surprised at his bold touch, and wondered if he was marginally out of his mind. "Mm..." She replied, lipping back defiantly, "Not at the moment, you should make an appointment." She nudged him, Quit trying to break the door in, Mashki's hell to wake up but if you keep at it like that--"
"Who the hell is trying to break my door in?"
"--You get a cranky two-legger."
The young woman--more like her head as that was the only part out of the teepee--glared at them balefully, clearly almost half-asleep. She wasn't in the most pleasant of moods either. Being woken up in the middle of the night is not one of the most pleasant experiences. Azariel knew very well to be quiet when returning home, Mashki was not so pleasant when disturbed, though she'd never actually hurt anyone.
Her two colored eyes--one blue the other green, widened a fraction as she caught sight of both of them, "Inside. Now." Her words left no room for agruement and the flap into the teepee opened wider to let them both in.
Azariel looked at the soaked green stallion, no longer bothering to pretend to be angry, "No, I'm not angry," She replied softly, shaking her head a bit, "At the moment, I'm too tired to care more then a wink." She looked at him with as much of a raised eyebrow as she could manage at the moment, "I'll just give you a bit of a talking-to tomorrow." She moved past him and in the warm comfort of the teepee.
`Swirly Caelen nearly grinned in delight when he felt her lips fussing with his. What an interesting day this had turned out to be, "Oi lass, yer out here bleedin' an ye want me ter wait politely fer the two-legger ter get up?" He shook his head at the ridiculous idea..
"Thass ---" The rest of his sentance was cut off by the cranky creature in question staring at them before giving her order. It was impossible to understand what she said but her tone and motion left nothing to be questioned.
Now was time for him to decide.
"Lass I dunno if I'm goin' ter come in.."
For all of his bravado, Caelen wasn't much for dealing with yelling when he was tired. If the two-legger had been in a slightly better mood he would've shuffled in and waited to curl around Az. Probably would've had to wait til she fell asleep. He could feel the heat coming from inside and it was wonderful. Knickering softly he shuffled inside. If the two-legger was in the mood to chew him out he'd just bust the door down to get out if need-be.
"Az lass, we both know ye won't lecture me tomorrow as by then I'll have charmed ye inter a rosy mood." Oh the lord was going to strike him down for that big ole whopper, but thinking coherently was hard when the chill of rain was beginning to slide away. "Uhm is it bedtime yet lass?"
Skyefenyx Az turned and looked back at him silently, "Scared all of a sudden?" She asked, voice strained from both exhaustion and the desire to go inside into the warmth. She sighed softly and went in, whether he came or not she'd be the one to get the help she needed.
She was marginally surprised when he followed her inside and she couldn't help but retort with an, "We'll see how that goes." She allowed herself a chuckle at his behvoir, "Not yet, Cael," She chuffed softly, watching Mashki clean her wound, only wincing every few dabs. She hated getting cleaned up too. "Though I'm sure you can go to sleep right now if you -yawn- like..."
Mashki was grumbling softly, though her work was clean and efficient. This wasn't the first time Azariel had come home wounded, it was a guarentee it wouldn't be the last. She pressed a bit more of the healing balm into the wound, glancing up at her charge sleepily, "Couldn't you have brought your boy home when it wasn't so late?" She grumbled, amused and put-off by this. Honestly, think of the person who has to take care of said mare for once!
`Swirly Caelen shook his head no, he had led Az all this way home and it wasn't in him to tuck-tail and run off now that she was most likely safe. If the two-legger, for some reason, had no idea how to properly care for the injury then he'd want to be around to go smashing in door.
Caelen moved forward and nuzzled at her neck, keeping one eye trained on Mashki. "She's doin' a fine job with yer leg lass, jest keep yer mind on somethin' else." He was raising enough fuss for the two of them since she looked so exhausted. Whenever he was hurt he would fuss and make noise until Aely wanted to smack him.
"I'll nae go ter sleep til yer taken care of lass." His own voice was more than a little bit sleep-slurred but stubborness had a way of keeping even the nearly-dead awake. Exhaustion was several steps above dead. "Now then, tomorrow we'll have ter walk yer leg out good ter make sure it doesna heal with yer muscles tightened up, else ye'll have a limp fer a very long time."
Skyefenyx Azariel let out a sound that could have been a chuckle, but was more likely one of pain. "She's fine, no harm, it's happened before. Mashki knows what she's doing." She assured him, wondering if she'd have the honor of being wiped down too. If she went to sleep like this she'd assuredly wake up sick.
This sound was clearly a chuckle, as much as she could manage one, "You're not going to go to sleep until your dry," She informed him, feeling the last of the bandages tie off, "Mashki won't let anyone go to sleep wet it's against her-Oof--" The towel landed on her head, "--nature." She sighed and allowed her two-legger to dry her in silence just waiting for it to be Caelen's turn.
It took a while, but Mashki finally finished toweling Az down as best she could even if she was onl,y half-awake. With another towel, she turned to Caelen, "We can do this the easy way, or I can kick you out." She told him, eyeing him searchingly, "So are you going to stay and put up with getting dry and compfy next to your girl? Or run away and be cold and wet and probably lose affection from the princess?" She let him enough room to do either.
`Swirly Thinking was getting to be a bit of a pain in the a**, so he just chose to smile at the mare. "Yer leg's all bandaged up now lass, and yer about ter have a towel thrown on yer.."
Oop. Too late.
He watched with half-opened eyes as she received a fast toweling down. It was hard not to laugh slightly when she was all fluffed up and rather touseled looking. Laughing probably wouldn't get him into too much trouble until tomorrow morning. The ground was looking awfully nice right now.. and he usually slept standing up like most other Soquili. Lock-kneed and knocked out.. Well tonight he'd just pass out near a warm..
Ahh.. was he drooling yet?
The human was giving him the evil eye, so Caelen gave one right back to her. "She wants ter do this the hard way, eh?" If he had had just a bit more energy he would've "accidently" stepped on the side of her shoe, or swung his head just the right way to knock her off balance, but as is... A deep sigh and a lazy lowering of his neck was his only reaction. Oh, and propping a foot up to rest while she dried him.
Skyefenyx Azariel held back the laugh from her two-legger's ministrations, but only because she was too tired to really make the effort. SHe watched him this time, though her eyes were more then half-closed, as Mashki set about toweling off the green boy. She hoped he wouldn't fall asleep just yet, though she herself was slipping already. She wanted to his his tousled mass of fur and indignation before she fell asleep.
Mashki worked as fast as someone still trying to retain a bit of their slep could. If she didn't, she'd be up for hours and that wasn't healthy. In the mean time, she made sure to dry him off, in the mean time deciding to give the green boy a bit of advice, even if he probably couldn't understand her at all. "ARe you trying for her, boy?" She asked, toweling his neck, "You'd best be careful and warned, she a handful, yo'll have a hell of a time."
She shook her head, proceeding to the rest of his body, "But once she's caught she won't leave, patience is the key, patience and a hell lot of determination, but you've got that, right?" A sleepy chuckle, "I hope so, she needs a good man in her life. Her father just doesn't cut it sometimes and her brothers left long ago." A wistful sigh, "Hope they come back soon, or at least little Twilight, he was one chipper boy from what I can remember, though he's probably all grown up now, just like the princess." She finished him with a flourish, tossing the towel down next to the others. SHe'd have plenty of laundry to do in the morning.
`Swirly Caelen sighed softly. For all his bluster and grumble getting rubbed all over with a dry towel wasn't something he was liable to kick up a fuss for. It was probably overly feminine and Az would give him hell tomorrow for acting like a meek little kitten but hell.. it felt too good to be "manly" Grumbling slightly he lifted his head to nudge Mashki on the back.
If only he could just tell her that not only was he not trying for the girl and that he didn't have to have patience... but also that he already had her and it was too much fun to want to tame her. Caelen grinned at the nickname the two-legger had used several times, "Princess, eh lass? Ye'll nae find me ter treat ye as one.. too much bowin' would be bad fer me knees."
How could her brother's just abandon her? She was far too young to be dealing with the world alone. The abandonment had also made his job about ten times more irritating. She tended to hit below the waist when he got too close to seeing a bit of her. Alright, he had had enough of this drying business. Shuffling around the human Caelen bullied up against Az and growled slightly in her ear. He wanted to sleep with his neck wound around hers and tell him "no" would only make him more demanding. "C'mon lass... time fer sleep."
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "She calls everyone that, you're "boy" until she get's to know you and then she'll start calling you "prince". I'm "princess" because she takes care of me, therefore she jokes that she's my servant, okay?" Az shook her head, not wanting to explain much more at the moment.
She gnashed her teeth a bit, "Humph, wouldn't expect you to treat me like one either, it'd get boring very quickly." She stopped to yawn, wanting to go to sleep already. He should stop talking.
She jumped a bit (as best she could when almost asleep) when she felt him next to her, "Hey now--" She sighed, too tired to argue very much, "Yes, yes, go to sleep already, I am." She sighed and closed her eyes, he'd have hell to pay in the morning if she ever got the energy to make that promise stick in her mind.
Mashki shook her head, smiling, "Fine, fine, you two go to sleep, I'll..." She glanced to the mess they had all made, "...Clean this all up in the morning." She crawled her way over to her sleepingg mat and promptly lost consciousness.
`Swirly Caelen listened half-heartedly to the explination that was given and just tightened his grip on Az before grumbling softly in her ear. "Hold still lass, I want ter sleep." In the morning he'd probably be woken up with a bite to the chest to get him off, but hell. She was warm.. actually.. everything was warm now and it was sleeping time.
A quick yawn, "I'll nae be prince... I'll.. uhm.. I'll uhm have ter throw a fit... or summat.." His green eyes slid shut for the final time and into an oblivious sleep he slid.
Skyefenyx A snort, ha, no one could stop Mashki when she latched onto something like that. "Just...go to sleep, Cael." She followed the orders given to the greem stallion and slipped away.
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Azariel woke to the sun streaming into the teepee. She hated when that happened. Opening aqua eyes she looked around sleepily. It took a moment for her to realize that she was both not alone and something was currently laying across her neck. Slowly turning her head to see who and what it could possibly be and was welcomed with the signature green coat of Caelen.
Oh, great.
She grumbled softly, the memories flodded back as she promptly side-stepped away from under him. She was embarrassed by this whole episode. What was going to happen now?
`Swirly Caelen woke to the feeling of something shifting away from him. A whaa? It wasn't nice for his little mare to ru n away from him when he wasn't awake. His green eyes opened slowly the dry cotton taste in his mouth needed to be rinsed away with some water then he'd have fun making Azariel walk her leg out. She'd probably be a bit grumpy with him.
oh what fun.
"Come now lass, why would ye walk away from me when I was havin' such a lovely sleep." Caelen yawned widely and shifted closer to her, "How's yer foot feelin' lass?"
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, shaking her head, "Because I was awake and wanting to move?" She answered as if it were obvious, "Besides, it should be time to wake up, anyway." She was never in a good mood when she woke up, Caelen made it worse. Yipee.
He shifted closer to her and, rather then simply shift away, she walked toward the teepee entrance, "My leg is fine, thank you," She replied, "Just a bit sore." She winced as she was forced to lift it to get it out the opening.
"And how are you this fine morning, Caelen?" She asked gilbly, looking back at him, still partially asleep.
`Swirly A huge yawn was forcibly held back by the slightly-cranky green stallion. If the little thing was thinking he'd be groveling at his feet for keeping him out half the night, half-drowning him, and then being benign enough to allow him to sleep with his neck holding her close.. HA! She was in for a world of .. fighting.
The wince was fairly obvious and it took a heaping pile of tightly stretched patience to keep him from snapping at her. "Lass if yer hurtin' enough ter wince then it's night fine." Stubborn creature.
Gorgeous mare.
Damnit! Where had that come from?
... least it wasn't out load.
"Ye damn well know I'm nae verreh awake and I'm nae in the mood fer chit-chatterin's. Now.. point me in the direction of the nearest water." He had slipped up last night letting her know he knew where she lived. He'd play dumb for awhile at least.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "I did tell you, I'll live. It's not the worst I've had and it won't be the last wound I acquire." She huffed softly, hovering between appreciative of his concern and simply amused by it.
She looked at him softly, taking her time before answering, "I thought you knew where my home was?" He may be trying to play dumb, but she certainly wasn't going to let him forget his stalker-tendencies. She shook her head, letting it go, "C'mon then, Caelen, I have something I want to say anyway."
She sighed and headed off toward the little stream nearby. It was just the right spot for a hot summer's day. Shady and cool, even in the scroching summer heat.
`Swirly Moving lazily towards her, his eyes still only partially open. The green stallion really wasn't in his most charming mood when the sun was still not even 1/4 of the way up into the sky, "Humph, yer plannin' on takin' up a life 'o fightin' eh? Scrappy creature." Normally he'd appreciate it.. right now he wanted water.
"I made it a point ter learn where yer home was before I took some time ter think. It wouldna 'ave been smarter fer me ter just take off and assume ye lived where I found ye at." The easiest explaination was the truth, if she got cranky he'd just run off for awhile. At least til noon.
Hmm.. somethin' ter say? Well then, that'd be most interestin' ter learn. His pace picked up just enough to match her slightly unable pace. It seemed like she was moving a bit more easily.
Skyefenyx Azariel looked back at him for a moment then away, "No, nothing like that," She carefully stepped over a fallen tree branch, "I just know that I will be hurt someday and..." Another glance, "not all of it will be physical." She breathed in the cool morning air, enjoying it for the brief moments until it heated from sunlight. She hated heat.
A chuckle, "Really now? How thoughtful of you Caelen, I never would have thought of that. Shows a bit of my ignorance to the world." Good lord, was she being civil? She was still half-asleep. Yes, that was it.
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`Swirly It took a firm restraining hand on his emotions not to laugh at the little mare. Oh she'd a be a fighter all right, for the rest of her life really. Especially if he stuck around to keep arguing back and forth and back and forth, "Now lass, ye can't plan ter always be bashin' others in can ye? S'not the best way ter make friends, ye ken?"
"Ye'll learn lass, ye'll learn. Last night I was headed yer way ter see if ye had missed me even a wee bit." Grinning and managing to make his old charming self peel out of sleep. "Ho-hum..." What to say?
The water appeared soon enough and Caelen greedily dipped his mouth into the water, sucking up mouthfuls of fresh cool water. Licking off his lips and waiting in turn to see if she needed to drink or not.. "What did ye want ter tell me?"
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "Friends...I have plenty of and none can't take a bashing without giving it right back." She snorted softly, "Any friend of mine has to give as good as they get. Life isn't for the passive." A chuffing sound, "Because then life is just boring."
"Missed you?" She turned and looked at him, curious. Had she? She'd missed fighting, she'd missed company in general, she missed....him? She couldn't have, they'd barely met each other; barely done anything other then fight. How could she miss anything else then that?
Taking a few sips of water to cleanse her mouth she finally sighed and looked at him, "It's nothing terribly important..." She shook her head, "...and I don't do this very often so bear with me, but..." She sighed again, "Thank you. For helping me back there."
`Swirly "Life isna fer the over-aggressive now is it lass?" What she had said he agreed with for the most part, just had to be careful not to become to much of an extremist, "I have ter say lass I've nae made many friends save fer you and Lovey."
Ahh, she couldn't answer the question? Well that was just about as good as her exclaiming to the whole world that she was head-over-heels for him. A-Ha! What a lovely day! Damnit, ego-check time.
"Yer welcome lass, but any other Soquili that had found ye would 'ave done the same fer ye." He preened a bit before wrapping his neck over hers, "I'd nae be happy if ye had been hurt and out all night." Rubbing against her for a moment before backing off, "Now my lovely cripple, where would ye like ter spend today?"
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, smiling despite herself, "Then I say you should find some more friends. Having only females for companionship isn't healthy for a male." She shook her head, chuckling, "And neither Lovey nor I are particularly normal examples either." She paused and corrected herself, "At least...last time I saw Lovey."
That was depressing, especially since she hadn't seen the poor mare in a while. She...missed the older one, wanting to know what she had been up to.
A snort, "Right. Honestly, Caelen, do you think I would have let another one help me?" She rolled her eyes dismissively. Her skin twitched as he touched her again, "Caelen..." She turned and eyed him coolly, "What are you doing?"
At his words, she bristled instantly, "Cripple, I am not!" She hissed, "I told you before, I'm perfectly fine, thank you!" She glared at him. That had hurt, and more then it should have.
`Swirly "I know lass I'm a wee bit too anti-social. Ye see I've met a few different people, but uh.. I'm actually probably goin' ter get a royal tongue lashin' from Lovey if I venture ter find her." Would he tell Azariel about the last month or so and how he had been unable to resist coming back.
He was supposed to be searching, but why search for something or someone he truly hoped never to find.
The little thing was getting better and better at letting him get close to her. Maybe he should make one of those time-line things. On day one she threatened my life.. and on day 80 she only asked me what in the hell I was doing. Life sure was funny.
"Now lass, ye've got ter learn ter play with me. I called ye that cuz I know very much yer not." He nudged her muzzle with his softly, "Do I have ter apologize ter make ye happy with me again?"
Skyefenyx Azariel looked at him curiously, tilting her head to the side...a repeated mistake. She chuffed loudly, throwing wisps away from her face, "What happened? Did you do something to upset her?" She was curious, so sue her.
A snort, "Play with you?" she chuckled, "You're hell to play with, and I don't think I would know that much a bout playing would I? At least..." She looked at him sideways, "...Not the way I would originally think." Nostrils flared, unconscously drinking in his scent. A delicious one at that. Fresh and foreign with a hint of--crap, back to reality, please!
"Mm..." She shrugged her shoulders non-commitably, "You might have to, but you know very well that I wasn't very angry to begin with." She shook her head, turning to lead the way back to her home, "Are you done? Mashki will be looking for us soon."
`Swirly The look on her face was almost worth paying money for. For the first time in a long while it seemed he had piqued her interest. If only because he was in trouble with another mare. "Oi lass, I doubt ye be wantin' ter know all the gory details, eh?"
"Ye think I'm one that's hell, eh? Oh-ho yer a funny creature. I've never had more fear fer me own ribs than the time I've spent with yer lovely self." That in and of itself was true, but several times he had pushed her farther than he figured he'd be permitted just to see the outcome. "Now lass, oh! Are ye listenin' seems ye've gone off inter yer own world at least fer a bit.. Am I that dull, eh?"
With a quick half-turn Caelen trotted up besided her and slowed his pace to a walk to keep beside her. Hmm, it'd be a short walk home but could he fuss with her just a bit on the way there? Probably couldn't hurt. Holding in his chuckle Caelen began to "innocently" wrap his tail around hers... teasing a bit and perhaps tickling.
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, shaking her head, "Lovey is a friend of mine," She pointed out, an eyebrow raised, "Why wouldn't I be concerned over what has happened?" She chuffed softly, wondering what Caelen could have done to make Lovey angry. It would have to be some sort of gift to do that.
She looked at him accusingly, "Fear for your ribs, huh? And why would you think I would be that....painful to you?" She raised an eyebrow speculatively. Had she come across as that violent? She shook her head dismissively.
"Caelen..." She sighed and looked at him fully, "Do you get off on making me angry?" She chuckled softly, "And honestly, if you want to laugh at me, do it, you've been looking like you'll explode for a while." An ear twitched dissendence. She didn't want to be laughed at in any way, but Caelen looked near exploding.
`Swirly "Love's a good lass, aye aye, there be no arguments from me on that account lass." Now it was going to be a hard decision for him. The little mare had barely gotten used to him being around.. Was she ready to know that he was a father? Well, an adoptive one. The past month he had been told to look for the parents.
"Weeell, ye see lass I'm a father." Oh-ho what a mouthful to swallow, "an adoptive one at that lass." The day or so after they had parted he had distracted himself getting to know Lovey and well, it was all a long story. "Lass I've had an interestin' time ye ken?"
"If ye won't mind me laughin' then I think I'll have a good one now and again then." His tail kept "innocently" wrapping around hers even though she knew he was playing. Little touches would get her more and more adjusted him most-like.
Skyefenyx Azariel listened quietly, mullified by his admission of Lovey's decency. Ears flicked back instantly at his next words. A father? So, she wasn't important for that, eh? If she wouldn't give him something, another mare would do? Why were they bothering with each other then? Obviously, all he wanted was platonic, then.
Her thoughts halted again as he continued, "Adopted, eh?" It was....better, but still, something in her felt...pointless now. She liked children well enough, and though the entire process terrified her and any thought of children at this point made her crimson--she had hoped for something. How stupid of her, she should have known.
She managed a smile at him, "A late congradulations, then," She told him softly, "I'm sure you'll be very happy with them." She shook her head and trotted forward, intent on returning home and seeing Caelen off as quickly as she could. She wanted some time alone.
She made a soft sound, "Laugh when you like," she murmured, "I certainly will." She snorted softly, emotions roiling within her.
`Swirly The poor lass was hurt, but that wouldn't be a good excuse for her running off and treating him like he was a common criminal out to ruin her virginity or to get the make on any mare he could wrap himself around. Actually, that thought made him mad. Very mad.
Digging his hooves into the ground her took off in a full run, shooting past her and spinning around in order to block her path, "Now YE'LL WAIT JUST A GOD DAMNED MINUTE!" His voice was pure fury. The hell if he would be honest with his mare to have her trot away from him as if he had done something despicable.
"I want ter know right NOW what exactly ye think yer doin' jest leavin' me when I tell ye something like that." If he had hackles like a dog they'dve been raised. Anger and a sadness that she still had such a low opinion made his minty eyes darken and his tone sharpen.
"Yer mine whether ye acknowledge it or not lass, now let's have this out because I'm nae in the mood ter drag ye home when ye've opened yer wound runnin."
Skyefenyx Azariel stopped, staring at him with wide aqua eyes. Since when did he yell back at her? Since when did he assume something she hadn't even been thinking of? She shook her head, unable to speak for a moment, trying to understand what he was trying to say and ask of her.
Her lips twisted into a strained smile and she let out a rueful chuckle, "What do I think?" She repeated, shaking her head once more, "What do I think?" She glared, "I have no idea! No clue! What do I know? I think that you're insane! I think that I'm insane for even associating with you! I think I'm nuts for even contemplating the mere thought of something more between us!"
She gnashed her teeth together, "I have no idea what I am thinking! I have no idea why I react the way I do! I have no idea why I get offended every time you mention something about some other mare or some other child or anything else!" She shook her head, angry and frustrated beyond belief, "So just shut up about everything, alright?"
She deflated, ears and head drooping, "Just shut and leave me alone. I don't want this at all, you hear me? I want to be myself again."
"And I don't belong to you, you irish idiot, and I can open my wound as much as I like, it's not you're problem, got it?" Why couldn't he leave her alone? Or better yet just stop making her this way? She wanted to feel normal again! To...to not feel like this anymore.
`Swirly Damnit. He had gone and lost his temper with her and now it was going to be a hell of a time getting things back how he wanted them to be. I think that went with her feelings to. Just as quick as his anger had exploded it left him. Time to fix the world of hurt his bellowing had started.
"Now lass, ye've a temper and I've one too... When I lose it I lose it good and hard it'll nae happen again fer a long time." He hoped. Shifting closer his wrapped his neck over hers. She'd probably fight him for sure this time, and he probably deserved it but he had to comfort her.
"It's nae in me nature ter bellow an carry on so lass but when ye snub me like that I canna control my reaction." Shifting his weight from one leg to the other Caelen eyed her and pulled her tighter to him with his weight.
"Who else could ye ever be lass? Yer too bonny ter change even with my constant bellowin in yer ears."
He normally would have pulled back but right now he needed the contact and to keep her from running off, "Now now, no need ter lie.. we've just not come to agreements yet.. and don't open yer wound I have ter admit the sight of blood makes me quesy. Especially of those I care fer."
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked back at his touch, that was not something she needed at the moment. "Temper's are one thing--" She was this close to biting him to get him off of her, "And you and I both know we set each other off enough that you'll be exploding a lot sooner then you think so."
She sighed softly, her neck tense under the warmth of green skin. Relaxing meant giving in, and that wasn't about to happen. "Humph, you should learn to, it isn't good to snap at someone like me." She chuffed softly and found herself pulled closer.
A snort, a mixture of laugh and a sound of disbelief, "When I'm not around you? Quieter. I'm quieter and much less confrontational. I think more before I act and I definitely try to be nicer and more considerate." She sighed, "But when I'm around you that just...dissolves."
Another snort, which became a bit of a growl, "No, I'm not lying. I'm not yours." Defiance radiated off her words, "I told you it'd be hell getting me back to anything like that. No "agreements" are going to be made anytime soon." She sighed softly, resisting the urge to relax in the soft warmth, "How kind of you to think of me," She murmured, tail flicking, "But it's my business."
`Swirly The little mare under his neck was a bundle of nerves. One second it felt like she was beginning to thaw and melt against him and the next she was hissing at him again. Alright, he had deserved some of the hissing and crankiness but would it end soon? "Ahh, but it's the explosions lass that I enjoy so much and I think ye enjoy 'em too"
"It's nae any good ter snap at me either lass, well actually, I'll allow that you can yell and go on a tirade against me anytime ye like it's when ye storm off with a catty back-shot that I tend ter lose it." Perhaps now they would both understand each other better. To show his temper he had to walk away and she had to yell. Oi.
"Ahh lass, when I'm not aroudn ye have ter think o me, that's why yer so quiet and such." It was a cocky theory said only to make her a bit cranky at him again. "Now before ye go and blow up at me fer that line I'm jest doin' a bit o' teasin" That was true, and he'd keep on teasing and touching until she was calm again with him.
Damnit. She kept lieing to herself and to his face. They both knew that someday whether it was the near future or far away they would settle together. For the time being he'd better just drop the subject and find something they could both discuss without murderous thoughts crossing both of their minds. "Alright alright, I'll admit I'm a saint in horses clothin' ye know I canna do anything save fer worry about the safety of others. Would ye like ter go have some fun terday?"
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, "I'm not particularly fond of of yelling and shouting." She nudged his shoulder, wanting her neck free, "I'd rather just talk and have some fun, spending time with people I enjoy doing those things with." She chuckled once, "I'm too confrontational for my own good sometimes."
She raised an eyebrow at him curiously, "So, I can yell at you all I like as long as I don't storm off then? What about you? Must I offer the same to you?" She shook her head, smiling wanly, "Honestly, this is a completely strange relationship. We can't talk to each other for more then a few minutes without getting offended." A wistful sigh.
She snorted and looked at him coolly, "You just have to ruin moments, don't you?" She mused. Sighing, she mumbled something softly to herself too soft for Caelen to possibly hear. "I figured that," a shake of her head, "It's mostly just a part of an act for you, so I'll just have to get used to it for a while, won't I?"
"Did anyone ever tell you that you can be incredibly cocky?" She asked, lips twitching upward, "Honestly, so self-assured." She shook her head, silently determined. Their fights may be spectacular and there may be a smidgen of attraction between them, but it wouldn't last. As soon as he had "tamed" her, he would probably move on or become bored with her. They'd go on their seperate ways soon enough, Az just had to make sure she hadn't diven in too deep when the time came.
"What sort of fun?"
`Swirly That was certainly news to him. Caelen was having a hard time thinking of any mare he had met that enjoyed yelling and carrying on more than she did. Lord it was refreshing. Sometimes Lovey snapped at him and it made him feel just a spark of hope for future mares. The limp-minded pea brains he had found made him rage. Uncontrollably.
"Lass, would ye believe that I keep me temper handsomely fer you? I canna stand ter be around eejit mares that care only fer their looks." That itself was very tru. "If we would tell the truth ter each other I think we'd get along much more nicely, but as-is we both're dancin' round it so I think if we jest don't talk 'bout us as more'n friends we'll get ter know more."
She had pushed him off and it made him almost, sad? Damnit, he had to get his head out of the game at least until she decided for sure and for certaint aht she wanted to be with him. Having to have to get over a mare that had never really cared would make life hard for awhile. "I don't have ter mess things up lass I jest want ter get that frown off yer face."
"Cocky? Welll me mam told me I was goin' ter be in fer a world of hurtin' as soon as I decided ter give me affections ter any mare. Me father preferred ter call it spunk." Thinking of his family that seemed so far away anymore made him smile. The last several months had kept him more than busy and sometimes he founds himself wondering vaguely about names he should've known by heart.
"Weell, fer the most fun it'd be lady's choice as I dunno yet what ye like ter do."
Skyefenyx Azariel sighed, "It wouldn't surprise me," She admited, shaking her head, "Idiot mares, idiot stallions, they're all the same here, this place is over-populated with them." Another sigh, it was times like these she wasn't particularly fond of the world she grew up in.
She laughed softly, "I suppose it might help if someone told me a little more about himself, wouldn't it? After all, all my dirty laundry has been air outed; yours I have yet to see much of." She shook her head and took two steps back toward her home, "Mashki might be worried by now," She mumbled absently.
"If you want to get a smile on my face, you should try to be less..." She shrugged helplessly, "I don't even know the word for it." She gave him a faint smile, "But it's not like I can stop you from doing anything, now can I?"
"Ha. Your mother was right," She chuckled, "You have one of the most cocky attitudes I've ever seen, let alone the misfortune to encounter." SHe shook her head, "I'm mostly joking about that." She assured him, a stuck her tongue out defiantly. So he did have family, eh? She wondered what they were like, and how Caelen would be like when he was around them.
"It doesn't matter to me."
`Swirly So she had met some of those soquilis too? Well, then maybe that was why she only pretended not to want to put up with him. When he was put next to a vain stallion like so many were, his own looks and personality seemed to ring out much brighter if he did say so himself. "Now then, the best thing ter do fer eejits is jest ter make 'em mad. S'fun game lass."
"Weeell, ye've nae asked that I can remember. Me old mind ye ken. Jest ask me what ye'd like ter know and I'll manage my way through or I'll jest pass on the question." Of course, she should have asked all of this much earlier as anymore it was hard to think of specific details. His mum and dah tended to be the only thing he could really remember anymore.
"Ye want me ter be less, eh? Less manly? Less funny? Less adorable?" Oh god, it was all HE could do not to laugh at that list. Even if he seemed cocky it was all a front. Underneath Caelen knew he was just like any of the other stallions save for vanity.
"Me mam tended ter be right 'bout most things." A slow smile spread his lips thinking of all the hassling he had recieved, "She used ter rant at me. "Caelen! Yer goin' ter be the death 'o me! Why can't ye go an play quietly like yer brothers an sisters!" Oh she had a wicked tongue when she was in a mood." During the narration his eyes and drifted from hers but he had started walking, "We'd best go ter yer teepee an let yer two-legger fuss o'er yer bandaides afore we go out lass."
Skyefenyx Azariel laughed at him, "Fun? No, I'd rather just avoid them. Consorting with them makes them think you're their friend and they won't let go of that, until it's beaten to a pulp." She shook her head, having her own dealings with fools. Caelen may think such a thing was fun, but she'd rather divert such a thing.
She was silent for a moment, thinking. Had she ever asked? No, she couldn't recall ever doing so. "Sorry then, I seem to have been spilling my guts to you about my family, but never giving you the opportunity to do the same. Pity." She sighed softly, wondering what she could possibly ask.
"Oh hush, you," She chided, "I never said any of that!" She shook her head, mock-glaring at him, "Don't put words into mty mouth, okay?" She chuckled and shook her head again, "I was going to say less annoying or something similar to that."
A cheerful smile, "One day, I'd like to meet your mother, she sounds like someone I would get along with very well." She laughed again, "Why did I know you would be exactly the same when you were a child as you are now?" He had been? How like him.
She simply nodded once and moved to go on ahead, just in case Caelen had forgotten where their destination resided.
`Swirly Ahh, so he had managed to get a laugh out of his vaforite ice queen. Someimtes the little mare looked at him with enough hatred to make him ponder giving up trying to be a friend and spend time, but what good would that do? If he gave up and left then she'd just group him in with all of the others that have left her and her father. "Oi, weell, I suppose ye've not the mindset ter mess with them jest a bit."
"Ahh, but I like hearin' about yer family although it makes me sad yer mam an' brothers canna find the time ter be with ye." Hopefully it wouldn't turn out to be too sore of a topic, butj ust in case he'd not dwell on it for too long, "Now then lass, if ye've a mind ter meet me mother yer goin' ter have ter learn how ter swim."
To the best of his knowledge his mother was an ocean away, how in the name of god he had ended up here? Who knew.. but his homeland was a far far place. "If I were puttin' words in yer mouth ye'd know it." Several interesting options came to mind..... Oi, keep it together lad or she'll deck ye.
"Now lass, I'm nae a bit like I used ter bit." Gazin down at his legs and then back at his rump as if thinking over something incredibly deep and important, "Ye see, I used ter be much much smaller.. an' me markings didn't show up near as nice as now." Grinning wickedly and continueing to where they needed to go, "I was afraid I'd be an ugly duckling ferever ye ken?"
Skyefenyx Azariel stopped for a moment, eyes elsewhere. She missed them, despite it all, she missed her family. She was strong, too strong to want to just give up. She'd see her brothers again, she was sure of it.
"It's....it's alright," She answered finally, smiling wanly, "It's not as if I won't see them them again, you know?" She shook her head, a light breeze tangling into her mane.
Ears perked for a moment, "Swim?" She chuckled again, shaking her head, "I know how to swim, doesn't everyone?" Indeed she did, it had been one of those "let's-go-have-fun-in-the-water-without-the-parents" episodes. She had been quite a rebellious child. Age didn't change much.
She shook her head, "Nah, I'd know it too," She picked up her pace again, "You coming or not?" She called after her, blowing a wisp of white mane out of her face.
"Not very good looking?" She paused again, smiling slightly, "Everyone used to be younger, Cael, and I bet you didn;t mind yourself nearly as much as I did." She shook her head again, remembering, "Ah...back in the day I used to hate so many things..." She sighed and shrugged, "But no one can be an "ugly duckling" forever, it's simply not possible." She trotted forward a few steps, "Come on then, Cael, Mashki's definitely going to be worried by now."
`Swirly Caelen kept walking even when she stopped, it would be dusk before they had time to do anything fun. Missing one's family was hard, he knew that much. Knowing they weren't all that far away and still didn't come around would probably kill him inside a little bit.
"Aye lass, ye'll see 'em again even if I have ter tie 'em up an drag 'em ter visit ye." The image made him laugh a bit as he didn't have the ability to really "tie" anything up.. at all.
"Ahh, those usually tend ter be the best fun ter have lass.. when yer parents dun know what yer doin' precisely." A wicked glint danced in his bright green eyes before winking. Not that he'd ever tell her some of the more colorful things he had done. Some of which his dah would tan his hide for still if he were to know.
"Of course I'm comin' lass. Yer the slow one terday." That was a lie, he had stopped with her at first then started walking again. Her leg seemed to be holding up pretty nicely. Just have the bandages checked before he could rest easy. Any extra bleeding and he'd plead starvation for an excuse to just graze.
Skyefenyx Azariel laughed softly, “You don’t even know what they look like, how will you bring them back?” Truthfully, if he didn’t even know that much about them, he couldn’t really do anything to help her. She didn’t want help either, it was not something she would ever ask or want in this situation.
She snorted softly, “Of course it is,” she replied, “The simple fact that your parents don’t know what you’re doing is a bit of a release in and of itself.” She knew the feeling well, she had tried to capture it often enough when she had been a filly.
“Ha!” She picked up her pace, a bit ruffled over his words. She would not be bested by him today or any day for that matter. She moved past him, trotting up the small hill to her teepee, nudging Mashki gently as she stood up to shake out another towel. “…Azariel!” Her human grumbled as the towel slipped out of her grasp.
It landed a few feet away, in front of familiar white hooves. A black muzzle dipped to snatch it up and step forward. She new that muzzle, knew that coloration. How? How had he come here? How hadn’t she noticed? She watched with wide eyes as the towel was gently given to her human, unable to believe her foolishness.
“Hello, Azariel,”
…Her father was here.
`Swirly The scene that unfolded in front of him nearly made the desire to burst into laughter uncontrollable. If he had been younger and more green around the gills he probably would have started to fumble around wildly to disappear. As is, it'd be interesting to meet the stallion that had sired such a hellion for a daughter. Did his sons have as much spunk? Or did she get both of their shares?
"Weell now, it looks like we're in fer a bit of company." Everything she said before registered in his mind a couple of minutes too late but she'd probably want an answer.. Or at least maybe he could do a bit of provoking of her temper.
"What were ye sayin' there lass about doin' things when yer parents dinna know?" Oh-ho.. What fun it was and what pain he'd probably be in the next time she had him alone. Now that was a cheery enough thought to take the edge off of her kicking in his teeth. Alone-time usually worked in his favor if her defenses were down for several minutes.
Taking a deep breathe he moved forward to nudges Mashki, nipping at the edge of her shirt and tugging a bit. Probably would flush the human a bit before he turned his mint-green eyes on the black-as-midnight stallion in front of him, "'Ello"
Skyefenyx The stream of silent words that flared through her mind were far too vivid and expressive to be revealed in this context. "Caelen..." She growled, anger boiling to the surface. Stupid, stupid, stupid stallion!
"You just wait until I meet your mother," She hissed, "I'll be the best tattletale the world has ever known to her!" She glared balefully at him. The little sneak! She'd never be telling him anything again.
Why was she so angry? She valued her father's approval and appreciation over so many things. If he were disappointed in her...she'd be devastated. Even now, when she was avoiding him so much, she still wanted him to approve of her.
Mashki raised an eyebrow in surprise as she was nudged and took the opportunity to grasp the green stallion's ears, "Watch it, boy." She warned, lips twitching upward.
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Kale chuckled softly, "No hello to your father, eh, Az?" He asked, shaking his head, "I had hoped for at least something after not seeing my only daughter in weeks." Had he just attempted to guilt-trip her? Apparently.
His green eyes shifted back to the stallion that had been with his daughter as he had arrived. Oh-ho, Az hadn't just been avoiding him after all, eh? "Good day to you," He answered the other, nodding his head slightly in greeting. Well, at least she hadn't been with someone boring, he seemed to be entertaining himself with his daughter's two-legger.
"Now, now, Az, I'm sure he didn't mean anything terrible by it," He assured his daughter, smiling. It was amusing to see his daughter interact with others, she had such fire about her.
`Swirly Caelen wiggled his free ear and managed to look up at Mashki with wide innocent eyes. The big-mean-mare-lady was yelling at him again, would nobody defend him? Inside he could feel the desire to laugh building up all over again, but right now he'd probably have to impress her father or some such.
"Now Az, lass. Ye seem ter be fergettin' one major thing. Me mam already knows I'm the worst child on earth. and.." Grinning wickedly at her for a moment, "Yer the only mare I've had the chance ter get inter trouble with.. ye'd be tattlelin' on yerself."
Perhaps he should tease her just a bit less as she was with her father and the desire to impress was probably just a bit overpowering.
Damned if the two-legger didn't let go 'o him soon he'd have to take to tearing clothes off or rearing up a bit to get his point across. Another minute or so before Mashki would probably get pushed ... or something.
"Yer Kale, no? And I'm afraid that with yer daughter I've always got somethin' terrible behind me actions." Well.. it depended on who's side you were on for that statement, "She'll jest hav ter get used ter me, I'm supposin'"
Skyefenyx Mashki chuckled softly, "Don't play innocent with me, boy," She chided gently, "I'm sure whatever Azariel is saying has a point. You are not innocent in the least." She let go of him gently, stepping back to resume her laundry.
Azariel growled low in her throat. She was this close to throttling him, the only thing keeping her back was the knowledge that her father would definitely not approve of it. "I'm sure I can tell her things that will get you into an entirely new level of trouble if you keep it up, Caelen," She hissed warningly, her glare almost enough to strike something dead.
Honestly, where did he get off on this? He should at least try to appear like a gentleman in fron of her father! What was he going to do if Kale ordered Az away from him? Ha, knowing Caelen he'd ignore it. Az wouldn't.
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Kale chuckled agai, obviously, there was something going on between the two. His daughter looked about ready to kill the green stallion if he tried anything more and she was also clearly under the "do-well-in-front-of-parent" phenomina he had heard about...once.
"Indeed I am," He eplied kindly, smiling still. He liked this new one, despite his apparent desire for death-by-mare. Hoo if those two ever became something...
"Don't all of us, then?" He replied, sighing softly. He knew all too well what a mare could think of a stallion, Az hadn't held back on her opinions and experience loved to reveal itself. "But usually my daughter has something sound to her thoughts and actions. I hope you haven't done anything too bad." He warned softly, teasing a bit. Even he liked to play with his only daughter.
Used to him? Oh-ho, so he wanted to court Az, eh? Or at least attempt to, even if the entire affair ended in friendship. Hmm...at least Az would get a decent relationship in the entire mix. He shook his head, green eyes glancing at his daughter, wondering if she'd exploded yet.
`Swirly Och, this group were out to have his heart put up on a platter and served with a lovely side of pickles. He was loving every minute of it. Most of the mares he had met were a nice bunch but entirely too spiritless, the others had just been over-blown. Walking carefully would keep him close.
"Now now lass, ye've no need ter threaten me that badly." His eyes rolled upwards for a moment before moving close enough to lip at her neck affectionately, "and quit yer glarin' yer a heartbreaker when ye use yer eyes on me like that."
Ahh, time to address the father he supposed. While the stallion before him was older than him he sensed it wasn't by that much. Azariel was too serious for her and he never really had grown up. A nice balance if he did say so himself.
"Me name's Caelen, but yer more likely ter hear the lass call me some other more colorful names." He winked at the black stallion before grinning again, "Aye, I'm a terrible monster I am. I've made her laugh, I've made her angry, and most of all I've refused to go away when she orders it."
There was a time for playing and a time for serious and while for Caelen the scale tipped most definately in favor of the other it'd probably only be fair for him to give some true information, "I'll nae hurt yer lass an' me intentions'll nae'r be bad. That much I give me word on."
Skyefenyx Azariel nipped back at him, her bite not nearly as playful. She wasn't in the mood for games at the moment. She wanted to kick and do it hard. Bruise him and make him regret ever making her look like a fool and an angry and bitter creature in front of her own father. She also wanted to throttle the guilt that rose up when he spoke again. Stupid.
She snorted disdainfully. As if she'd use vulgar words in front of her father. She was too well brought-up by him for that! She chuffed softly, remaining silently for the rest of his little speech.
The temptation to stomp off like an immature filly was almost stron enough for her to actually do it. What was he trying to do? Court her? Woo her? Ha! She'd have none of that! Spark or no sprak she was not going to do something asfoolish as fall in love with anyone! Let alone a green irish stallion who infuriated her multiple times a day!
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Kale held back a chuckle but only barely. Obviously, the couple barely got along under the best of circumstances. He was sure there would be plenty or fiery explosions to come. He'd pay to see those too.
"A pleasure to meet you, Caelen," He repeated softly, his smile never leaving. It was always nice to meet another stallion, and one that semed quite intent on his daughter. Je cuckled and shook his hea, "I wouldn't say that, Azariel isn't one to call anyone colorful names," He chided gently, green eyes glancing at his daughter with a bit of curiosity.
Oh? So he was going straight to the point, eh? Kale couldn't say he didn't like such a trait, "So I can assume my only daughter will be safe in the care of a stallion who clearly sets her off as often as possible?" He asked, head tilting a bit to the side. He wasn't incredibly concerned--Azariel had long since proven her capability to take care of herself. Much to Kale's disappointment.
He sighed softly, rememberig the dayswhen he had had to chase all of his children around and make sure they were safe. Back to the days when his little Az constantly insisted that she was just as good as a colt and would mever fall in love. He wondered how long that would last now.
`Swirly Ahh, the little mare refused to see that she was the one being way over-guarded and over-excited. Kale hadn't looked at him in any sort of territorial or aggressive way nor had he looked his daughter over in disapproval. Was she paranoid or did the stallion actually have a streak in him that would condone doing that to his own blood?
Rubbing his nose over her neck again and again he just waited for her to calm down. For the next few miniutes he would just let her take control of the conversation or Kale, whomever decided to do it.
The rage that was coming off of her and onto him in waves was almost too much for him not to smile at. She had about ten times more spunk than most and it'd probably keep him dancing around all the time. Correction, it would keep him dancing around at all times.
"'S a pleasure ter meet ye too." Oi, he had almost added a lad onto that. Even if Azariel didn't believe he was behaving.. he was. The desire to group the mare's father in with just regular folk nearly tripped him up. "Oh? Weeell, maybe it's a habit she's jest learnt special fer me.. Colorful namin' that is."
"Aye, She's safe with me. Ye see I've grown fond 'o bein' the one that sets her off and I'm nae likely ter give up somethin' I'm fond of. Although I could dwell deeper I believe your lass would be a wee bit enraged at me talkin' about her like she's not here, is that right lass?" Probably, she wasn't horse-flesh to divvy up and decide on her future. No, she certainly wasn't a willing little maiden.
He wondered how much longer 'til Azariel began to admit that she didn't hate him or even loathe mildly.
Skyefenyx She was embarrassed. Very, very embarrassed. She didn't like public displays of affection. She didn't like to be touched and especially didn't like to enjoy it. Damn him.
She nudged his head away, "Stop that," She hissed softly, "You're embarrassing me!" Her face burned. Her father had always told her she'd regret her promises of never finding someone kkto be with. With Caelen acting as he was now, her father was sure to think there was something overt going on. She didn't want to deal wth "I told you so"'s today...or any day for that matter.
She huffed softly, ears flicking backwards a smidgen. How kind of him to think of her as he spoke with her father. At least he wasn't acting as if she wasn't there. "Yes," She answered softly, finally speaking again. Caelen truly had a gift for making her angry.
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Kale shook his head, smiling still. Ah, young love....he winced inwardly, shoving away the memories, they were needless here.
"She does have a habit of developing traits specifically for other people," He commented lazly, regarding his daughter kindly. She looked ready to explode, poor thing. Youth in both body and mind was both a blessing and a curse. He just hoped he wouldn't become a grandfather too soon.
.....He'd have to make sure Azariel never heard that thought.
A soft chuckle, "Let's just hope Az doesn't maul you first, right, Az?" He asked, laughing and shaking his head. It really was fun to set her off. He could see the appeal Caelen had for it.
His poor daughter. She didn't even realize what was there when it was practically staring her in the face. Aiee.
`Swirly The little mare nudged him away again. Well, he might as well take advantage of the fun he could have playing the injured-lover.
Sighing deeply he managed to hide his mirth and give her big mournful green eyes, "Lass, are ye hellbent terday on rippin' out me heart and tramplin' it with those dainty hooves?" Inside he was laughing and just waiting to see what sort of retort he'd get for his effort. He'd been kicked once not all that long ago, luckily the wound had healed save for a small pale-green scar. Would she actually kick too?
She had a gift for making him want to simply grin. Soon enough given enough time she'd probably realize she was being a bit ridiculous. But that's the female perogative and part of what he found to be endearing.
"She does, eh? I've yet ter really be 'round the lass with other Soquili's around so it's hard ter say." In public was she a lady of "genteel" breeding that only showed her hatred to him? Oh-ho it had to be love right? Uh.. maybe later.
"Ahh but such a lovely lass maulin' me would surely make death more interestin'" .. I bet I just racked up some "I'll get you later" points for that comment.
She'd learn eventually, he was willin' ter wait..
Skyefenyx Azariel jerked her head away, looking affronted. Guilt wrapped around her chokingly--at least until she realized her was just doing it to see her reaction. "You--!" She latched onto his green ear-gently enough that it only hurt a little (or so she hoped) "You need to learn when to not do those things to me!" She hissed, any maturity she had tried to keep fleeing her.
"What would you have done if I'd actually believed that!" She released him with a huff and strode past him and her father. She didn't want anything to do with either of them at the moment. Stupid stallions.
"I'll be back, you two boys "bond" or something." Tail lashing against her back legs and ignoring the pain her leg caused her, she stalked off so she could cool down.
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"Ach, look what happened." Sighed Kale, shaking his head. He was still thinking this entire parade was funny, but his daughter's anger dampened things a bit. Pity.
"She's had a rough time though," He mused softly, watching as his daughter faded into the trees, "It's a wonder she's not more confrontational." His gaze returned to the stallion opposite him, amusement glinting, "Though your attitude doesn't seem to help much, does it?"
A soft chuckle, "She'll learn though. She'll have to, if she ever wants a relationship, that is." Sometimes he doubted it, despite the clear knowledge that no one could avoid a relationship like this. No matter how hard they tried. Another soft sigh, life loved to mess with it's charges.
"So how determined are you with this?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, "How long would you wait for her?" It was a valid question. Azariel would take ages to bring around, a stallion would have to be determined and willing to wait for as long as it took.
`Swirly Caelen winced slightly when the pearly whites of the darling mare decided to wrap around his ear. Staring up at her for a moment he waited for her to let go so he'd be able to get an earful of what she had to say to him. It hurt but he'd had worst and he still wasn't bleeding luckily. Shaking his head softly Caelen sighed as she began make her way out of the teepee.
"Lass don't strain yer leg too much, or ye'll have ter put up with me comp'ny til it's better." That was his only parting shot and part of him was worried she'd try something stupid like forcing extra weight on it or running. He'd beat her for stupidity - father or no.
"Well Kale, it seems we've been told ter "bond" but I'm afraid my mind loses what precisely we need ter bond over." Looking out the teepee one more time he shook his head, "Would ye believe me if I said that I'm nae surprised at what jest happened and that I was pushin' fer it? The lass trusts me about as far as she can hurl me. Everything I used ter say was taken seriously an' now only about half.. Sooner or later I'm hopin' she figures it out."
"Her mum, no?" The black stallion before him had had more than his fair share of problems that much was plain but would he let problems keep him down. Lord he hoped not.. emo ponies weren't his style in the least.
"Yer Az is cryin' out fer someone ter be there." These words might hurt the father but he'd rather be frank about it than lie to make feelings stay soothed. "I canna say what'll come of our relationship but I'll nae ever truly be gone, honestly I canna say how long I'll wait as I'm not waiting. She's part o' me life now an' me her."
Skyefenyx With a small ear flick to indicate she had heard what the green irishman had said, she allowed herself to disappear into the woods. Time to cool off.
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Kale laughed, "Maybe bond over the fact that we're both a part of the same mare's life?" He shrugged slightly, "Though mine is more secondary by far to yours." A chuckle, or at least he hoped, right?
He sighed and shook his head, "She has trouble trusting others, as you probably know quite well." He glanced after her and shook his head again, "Of course, she has the perfect right to, her mother and brothers have left us alone. Things like that don't exactly promote someone to trust easily.
Kale blinked in surprise. Had Azariel spoken about him and her mother? He smiled faintly, "Indeed, Marina left a long time ago." He shook his head, "But it's in the past. I'm trying to move on and I can only hope Azariel is as well." A pair of ears flicked slightly in a wince.
Had he? Had he been to wrapped up in his own problems to reognize that his daughter had needed someone? With the way she was, it was probably true. Ah, he had been far too young for children. "Indeed?" He answered finally, looking at the other with slightly raised eyebrows, "Ah, you don't know Az as well as you thought, now do you?"
He chuckled, "When she finally accepts something she's not going to let it go." His head tilted a smidgen and his smile widened, "You do know that you're already speaking as if you're a pair, yes? If you aren't careful, Az may begin to assume things that might not be there." Oh, he hoped some things were there. Kale wouldn't mind a son like him. |
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`Swirly "Weell, I supoose there is that much ter bond o'er. Ye'll find I'm a talkative enough stallion but I'm nae really inter emotional greetings." His idea of love was stepping up beside someone in a time of need and being there when they didn't. Not stupid suffocationg words of endearment and being on each other 24/7 to make sure one never stumbled.
"Aye, I've figured out that little bit of information out quite easily. The lass can't stand me bein' around but I have a feelin' she missed me when I was gone." Grinning up at the black stallion, Caelen couldn't precisely see how the two were cut from the same cloth. The one in front of him had been hurt, but he was nowhere near as distrusting. Age probably brought his maturity.
"Bad memory, ye ken.. but Azariel has spoken a smidgeon on her mum and what I got from it wasna rainbows'an'kittens. But the subject has to be sore ter you so it'll work fer us both ter leave it go, no?"
"Aye, I know what yer sayin' well and truly enough. I've not been 'round her very much at least this go 'round. Let's just say I pushed hard last time an' thass why the lass let me stay 'round her so long this time. After last time she needed a month er so ter think 'o how she felt." Sighing softly and grinning weakly he raised his eyes back up to the stallion, "I'm nae sure yet if I'll have ter push again then disappear. I'm hopin' she'll want ter meet me adopted foal sooner er later."
Skyefenyx Kale laughed again, rolling his eyes upward, "When is any decent male one to greet someone else emotinoally?" He asked, snorted softly. Kale may be an extrememly mellow male, but he wasn't one of those few who's gender was in question.
"I wouldn't know," Replied Kale softly, shrugging, "She's been avoiding me for quite a while." A mock-depressed sigh, "Let's just say if she doesn't want you to find her, you won't." He shook his headagain, braids gently smacking against his black neck.
"Az has reason not to speak good of her mother; it's not as if she remained with them after the children were born," He commented, remembering the days when they had first come out of their baskets and had become the little terrors of youngsters. He hadn't gotten a good rest until they began to leave--and even then he still didn't sleep much at all. A soft snort, "Of course it's a sore point, but that won't make me too depressed to do anything."
"Ah, I see, then." He murmured, mulling over this new bit of information. He was silent for a few moments, debating his next words, "...I'm not going to give you specific permission for anything, but I'm not going to deny anything either just..." He sighed again, "If anything goes farther...I'd rather not be a grandfather too soon, understand?" He hoped the green stallion did. They both had to be ready, because Kale wasn't sure either he or Azariel were ready to raised children. Let alone what a hormonal mother-to-be Az would be like...
`Swirly Chuckling softly Caelen eyed the older stallion for a moment or two while pondering his response, "Oh nay, I'm an emotional enough stallion when the mood suits me. I've jest not been one fer overly emotional relationships with other stallions. Call me old fashion but a slap on the back or a knockin' o' hooves suits better than nuzzlin' each other like two ole' biddies."
"The lass is a bit torn. I'm thinkin' that if I hadna gone away fer awhile she'dve found a way ter be rid 'o herself til she wanted ter see me again." Chuckling softly he winked up at that stallion, "I jest simply beat her ter the chase an' disappeared so she'd not hav the need ter hide." This Marina sounded like a whole barrel of fun.. If only he could have a few words...
'Me mam is prolly what kept me family tergether all the years we did. I miss the ole lady.. naggin' an all I must admit." With a quick shifting of his weight Caelen's eyes lost focus for just a moment or two, "Mam's been a bit off these last few years. We lost me dah in a fight.. Raidin' another herd. It's a bloody way ter live but he died the way he wanted ter. Not in bed and old."
Mint green eyes widened a bit before he threw his head back and roared with laughter, "Aye sir, I'm nay tryin' ter laugh at ye.." A soft hoot left his mouth before he could stop the laughter from continuin' "Me an' yer lass have a long long way 'fore anythin' would happen." His face turned serious, "Yer lass and hopefully mine someday means a lot ter me. She's a spirit rarely seen around here. To be blunt with ye, Az offered herself to me and I didna take advantage 'o her. I'll nae have her comin' ter me later sayin' I confused her. When children come about it'll be mutual, sir."
Skyefenyx Kale chuckled softly, knowing his daughter well enough to see that she'd had done what she needed to get away from him.
Black ears flicked forward and Kale shifted slightl apologetic, "I'm sorry for your loss." He murmured; it was only right to say such. He had just recently reunited with his father, quite briefly as a matter of fact but....his father wasn't the type to hang around consistently. Kale probably had a smattering of other siblings aside from his own. All would have different mothers of course.
Kale raised an eyebrow at the green stallion as he laughed, though he let all of it roll off of him. Hopefully the laughter was a good sign. He listened quietly, ears flicking once or twice, as Caelen explained things. "That is....surprising." He murmured finally, surprised that his own daughter--the very one who always claimed solitude was preferable to companionship--would do something like that. He finally nodded once, "I see, good luck with that hope though, Azariel isn't one to give in to that easily." Ha, more like never. Azariel had always been against children of her own.
His head turned a bit, ears catching the faint murmurings of words. Was Azariel back already? She cooled down a bit faster than he would have guessed.
`Swirly Kale was an understanding sort, probably a very good father under the correct circumstances. Being forced to deal with rambunctious children and the questioning of where precisely their mam had gone to had probably just made it not near as easy to deal with.
"Aye, thanks but I canna say I'm over-sad anymore. Dah went down swingin' an' that's about all he coulda asked fer. A hellion ter the end, aye." The stallion next to him seemed to go contemplative for a moment or four and the urge to question and dig deeper into the family dynamics niggled til he couldn't hold back. "So I know ye now, an' o'course, Az, but what about yer side o' the family? Mam? Dah? Any o' them still around ter spend much time with ye?"
Mouth wide open ready to make a response to what Kale had said about the stubborn little mare, Caelen lucked out when he saw the flickering of ears and the turn of a head. Having Az walk in on him calmly discussing children would probably make enough anger to force the teepee to explode. Tempting as it was Caelen changed his expression to an almost bored air and shifted a bit to look at the door.
Just in case Kale thought he'd taken leave of his senses he winked before "mumbling" in a stage-whisper, "Oi, how I miss that lass.. I canna seem ter keep me mind ontop 'o things anymore."
Skyefenyx Kale's ear flicked forward and he sighed softly, a wry smile gracing his maw, "My father is not the best of Soquili. I only recently came in contact with him again." A shake of his head, "I haven't seen him since, but he is not the type of person I would want around my family."
He shrugged and shook his head again, "I also have a brother--only half, but just the same--I haven't seen him in a long time as well. The same with my mother." He shrugged a bit, "The only family I really have is Az and the other children, but they're gone as well..." Ah...depression was trying to set in again, wasn't it? He beat it back with effort.
With the voices growing closer Kale caught the other stallion changing his demeanor and finally whispering--though anyone who tried could clearly hear it. Kale let out a soft sigh. Would things ever be simple again?
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"Enough with the feigned flattery, Caelen," broke in Azariel, her black head poking in to look at them both, "We have a new teepee mate, father," She informed him calmly, smiling, "Mashki says it's okay and I know you'll like her--She's..." She trailed off, looking back out to speak with the other, "...bleh, he name's Rashkae."
Az had indeed calmed down. Quite a bit, actually, and mostly from the help of the new mare that she had encountered on her way away from the teepee. Normally, Az wouldn't have said anything, let alone spill a few troubles to a completely stranger. But Rashkae was different. She was...well, she flt like a sort of mother-grandmother to her already. Though that made absolutely no sense even to her.
She was more calm now, that that was all that mattered.
`Swirly Nodding his head carefully when the stallion spoke of his father but didn't really have the time to reply before Azariel and someone else could be heard moving closer and closer to the entrance of the large teepee. "If ye had the chance I think we'd all change a bit about ourselve an' our family."
His attention was removed from the stallion next to him and his own green ears pricked forward kneely to listen to what was being said oustide. Nothing between the two, they were both females.. Az and another mare of some sort, seemed to be hinting at anger. A definate bonus.
A new herdmate?
"Feigned flattery? Now now, yer much too cocky fer me poor mind." All lies, all the time excpet he was probably the most honest stallion he had ever met. Not to be too cocky, right? "Rashkae, eh?" Shifting his weight a bit his own curiosity took over and the urge to take a solid peak at whoever was on the outside still took over.
What he did catch sight of was a bit unusual at least in coloring. Blacks and white were swerving and striping all over her body. At least the part of her body that he could see. No hair or face could be seen yet but time would tell. Hopefully Az wouldn't think this has "checking out" another mare. Curiosity killed the cat you know, why not the Irishman?
Skyefenyx Curiosity killed that cat.
Satisfaction brought both Kale and Caelen back, eh?
The thought of another herdmate, obviously a mare--even Az wouldn't bring just any stallion home and be so calm about it. The voice helped confirm as well.
With a glance at Caelen--why did he just now realize they had an almost identical name?--he stepped outside the teepee to politely greet the newcomer and get out into the fresh air. It was a lovely day anyway.
The new mare was definitely a sight to see. She certainly wasn't going to be confused with any other. The glowing white lines and lack of eyes helped make a lasting impression.
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"Cocky? I'm hardly any of that, Caelen," She chided, giving him a mock-cross look. She wasn't even angry at him, not annoyed at all; she was far more amused than anything else. A strange feeling for when she was around him.
Something twinged as she caught the green stallion looking at her new herd/teepee mate. It wasn't the most...pleasant of twinges either. A glance at Rashkae calmed most of the twinge. Rashkae wasn't the right person for Caelen and she had said so herself. The perverse pleasure she felt at the knowledge that she was more suited to the irishman than any other in the vicinity made her feel mildly embarrassed for such thoughts.
Just perfect...
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Rashkae chuckled silently to herself, so pleased and amuse by the entire day. She wasn't amused at anyone in particular--she found the young child, Azariel, adorable and terribly cute even with the horrible conflicts in her heart--but the entire day had just been one fun and joyful adventure. Hopefully she had found her new home.
She didn't want to sleep alone anymore.
Well...innocently alone. Who could blame her for wanting company? A soft audible giggle escaped her, her gaze catching on the newcomers. One was obviously little Azariel's father--family resemblence was unmistakable there--but the green one. Ah...so he was the one initiating the conflict. How lovely.
`Swirly So many things were going on at once it was hard for the stalliont o dice just who he was going to speak to, who he was going to look at, and where to stand so as to make the best of what was going on. Ahh, the trouble with life was that sometimes it got just far too complicated for his likings and forced him to do about twice as much dancing on his feet than he was accostomed to having to have to do.
The stallion next to him looked over ath im for a moment and in that moment he realized one thing. That lass' father hadn't really seen the similarities in the name. That was just as well he had had much more important things to worry about thans names. After all, what did a group of letters really even mean?
Now onto paying attention to his lass and then the mare that seemed to bring a calming effect. Even the desire to tease and rile was much less than usual. Sure, it was in his tempermant to want to rile up and to have a spark going but not too much with such a calm creature around.
"Alright lass, yer nothin' if not wonderful.. but ye already know that I'm sure." Smiling easily, Caelen pushed his way out of the teepee to stand beside Kale again. On the way out he pushed his neck along hers giving a soft nuzzle and touch. She was in a calm mood, so a soft touch wouldn't bug her too much most likely...
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Well now, the new mare was striking to say the least. Glowing black body with white stripes or was it glowing white stripes with a black body? Hard to say precisely so he'd just group her as a shining mare.
Bobbing his head respectfully to the elder mare... Not to say she was old just that her aura had much more dignity and a timeless clean-edged finish the ordered respect. "'ello there. An' I'm nae sure what the lass has tol' ye about me... but I'll have ter say it's all lies an' I'm Caelen."
Skyefenyx Kale was also looking at the new mare, though his gaze was less curious and more...polite. Kale was too gentlemanly to stare and gape at another, especially a male. She did have one of the most pleasant airs about her.
His eyes slipped back to the younger pair and he noted Caelen's motions silently, more amused than anything else. Mm...perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone? Take the apparently new herdmate for his daughter off to get to know her (as if he was going to just let another waltz in without an interrogation) and leave to two new love-birds alone for a moment. That would be a nice change, and good for everyone.
But only in a few minutes.
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Azariel huffed softly, "Uh-huh," She mumbled, lipping at his cheek as he nuzzled her neck. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy it--but as before, she wasn't fond of public displays of affection.
"Behave, Cael," She murmured, eyeing him suspiciously, "You don't want people getting ideas in their heads, do you?" She certainly didn't. The all-knowing smirks that would grace the face of those she knew if they thought she had finally "settled into her role" would make her scream.
Whether or not Caelen would actually listen was another thing entirely.
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Rashkae smiled gently, knowing that it must be a difficult time for all of them, after all, a newcomer had just arrived onto the scene. She still couldn't help but giggle softly; these ones were so vibrant with live, even if they had hardship and not-so-good experiences in their lives.
She blinked and looked at the green Stallion curiously. She hadn't been spokken or odded to klike that for a while. She laughed at his words, "Oh, no! Everything is quite alright, Caelen," She spoken kindly and crisply, "Azariel and I had a nice chat about everything, there's no need to worry about such things." She laughed softly, shaking her head. She could already tell this would be a lovely bunch.
`Swirly The group around him was talking. Okay, so Kale was more like eying the group and being a bit of a group watcher. He didn’t seem to say too much, but then too when you don’t say too much you don’t get into trouble. Ahh, his mam had tried to explain that several times after making foals cry because he had thought their self-made necklaces or bracelets had been ugly. Sure, they really had been but saying so probably hadn’t been “tactful” or “diplomatic” Och.
Right right.. Back to reality.
“Ye know I canna behave lass.” Smiling slightly at the feel of her lipping at him. Eve if it was a “go-away” or “quit it” touch it was an improvement from what he usually received from her. “Besides, when ye keep tellin’ me not ter touch.. Ye’ll have other people wonderin’ what’s between us, eh.”
Stubborn mare. Shaking his head out a bit, he canted his head to the side to listen to the black and white mare speak to him. “Well then, if I’m nae in trouble I guess I havena been tryin’ hard enough recently.” Winking at the ageless mare before swishing his tail innocently to let it overlap Az’s, “Tis a pleasure to be meetin’ ye. Truly tis, but what made ye want ter be livin’ here?”
Skyefenyx Kale watched the two younger Soquili out of the corner of his eyes. Instinct and fatherly duty wouldn't let too much go and nothing either of them did went unnoticed. Kale trusted Caelen...but only to a certain point. It was only their first real meeting after all.
He remained silent toward Rashkae for the moment. He honestly didn't know why, he just....didn't want to muster the effort. it was unlike him, oddly.
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Azariel snorted and moved her head away, half-tempted to glare at him. Idiot. Why did everything he said have to be true, anyway? Why was she dealing with this so calmly? Why the hell was she asking herself these questions?
"You're going to have to behave at least a little bit, Caelen," She hissed softly in the direction of his ear, "I'm not too fond of bad boys." She chuffed and shook her head, "But if I let you touch without incident then they'll think something's between us anyway. The best thing to do would be for you to stop, because I don't belong to you, so don't go about acting as if I do." She belonged to no one. Especially a green stallion who seemed determined to make something of their relationship. The more something pushed against her, the more she pushed back.
..........Even if the little voice in her head kept hinting otherwise.
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Rashkae chuckled softly, shaking her head.
"I'm sure that if you tried hard enough, Caelen," She murmured thoughtfully, "You could get into plenty of trouble with your love over there." She smiled innocently, though inwardly, the laughter echoed and echoed. They were a terribly cute new couple. Even if the mare refused to allow it and the stallion couldn't cease his button-pushing.
"Hmm?" She had been distracted for a moment, nothing worth mentioning--"Oh," She laughed softly, "The pleasure is all mine, sir Caelen," She replied back to him, smiling. She paused for a moment, surprised by the question, "Well....I suppose it would be difficult to explain," She mused thoughtfully, "I simply....had a feeling that I should come here." It was the best way to describe why she had come. Any other explaination....was not as apporiate.
`Swirly Ut-oh. It was lesson time. The last time he had had to teach Az something he had shown her that she really did like his touch and that it was just her mind throwing a rather weak fit.
This time he'd teach her that part of her wanted him to belong to her and vice versa.
Turning and winking so that only Kale and Rashkae could see what he was doing and both would know that he was up to something and not acting the part of someone who has truly given up and or decided that the mare wasn't worth the effort. She'd have absolutely no idea which is what he needed.
Propping up a foot Caelen immediately dismissed everything Az had said to him. She was used to him reply to essentially everything he said well this time the mild irritation he felt and the pride he carried aroudn wouldn't allow for him to give her the respect and attention that an answer included.
Smiling easily, letting his mind and body let go of the black and white mare to focus on another black and white mare... "What makes ye think I've a new love m'dear?" Batting his minty eyelasses like an innocent child. "Ye see, ye've heard it from the horses own mouth that I've nae a tie in the world to keep me anywhere. Slowly, he straightened and put all of his weight firmly on all four legs. "It's been quite a pleasure ter meet the ye miss, but I'm afraid it's time fer me ter be makin' me exit."
Little did the group know, actually, none of the group knew that he did indeed have to leave.. But hopefully his sudden decision to exit would trigger something.. even the tiniest bit of response in Az or else he knew he'd never let himself return to this place again. Duty did call though, and he had to go find his child and herdmate.
Skyefenyx Kale sighed, undoubtedly amused by the other stallions actions, but knowing Azariel would not take to the other boys actions kindly. She never took well to anything unfavorable, she never had.
If Caelen wanted to get himself injured or do whatever else he wished, that was no business of Kale's. Only if he tried to do something to, with or against his daughter would Kale come into the picture. As of yet, the jury was still out.
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Azariel was silent, blue-green eyes looking at Caelen with mild surprise. He wasn't going to respond to that? An attempt and disagreement or even an agreement would have been nice! The nerve of him!
He was ignoring her too, or at least acting like it. Hmph. Jerk. As if pretending she wasn't there right next to him was going to make her anything other than annoyed! Did he think she would take something like that lying down?
....Wait, what? He was leaving? Since when!
And why did she feel the twinge of guilt all of a sudden? Why did she suddenly have the impression it was her fault he was suddenly leaving; that she had hurt him?
Oh, lord, don't say that I actually care?
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Rashkae merely smiled at the other stallion for a moment, "New love? Well, I dare say I don't recall ever saying it was new," She pointed out quite calmly and shook her head, light colored tresses invading her vision.
"The horses mouth doesn't always speak the truth now, does it?" She asked softly, gaze transfering between both of them, "But if that's the way you feel, I suppose anything is possible now, isn't it?"
A soft chuckle escaped her and she bowed her head once, "A pleasure to meet you as well, Caelen," She replied genially, "I hope this will not be our only encounter.
`Swirly Smiling easily Caelen bowed his head respectfully to Kale, the stallion was a nice sort and if all went well then he'd have a chance to meet him again... If not, well then the cards weren't aligned to have the very things he wanted..
He'd never hurt Az on purpose, if she didn't strike to maim him. Someday maybe they'd get along.. but if she still didn't truly care about him then he needed to move along.
Every bit of him ached to turn to look at the mare that part of his mind had already put under the title of "his." He wouldn't let it happen though. If it killed him he was going to ignore her and see if she'd follow or.. well really anything would be preferrable if he were honest with himself.
Could he really just leave her? ... Did he have a choice?
Shrugging his thick shoulders Caelen bowed his head to the lovely Rashkae.
"Yer right there I suppose lass." Ahhh, did all long-haired mares have troubles with their hair? Probably... just came with the added weight of stylish hair.
"I've a feelin' that if ye've a mind ter see me miss Rashkae it'll nae be over-hard fer ye ter do so." She was an unusual mare, but not one he particularly wanted to see in a full-blown temper...
Why?
Because she looked the sort that it took a full blown-disaster to make her angry, and then it'd be more of a rampage.
Stepping forward he bobbed his head at the three, not making eye contact with Az, "I'm off now..."
Skyefenyx Kale nodded politely back, his braided tail flicking once. "It was nice to finally meet you, Caelen," He spoke politely, smiling, "Don't be afraid to come back whenever you like."
.....Er, at least when Kale was around? He wasn't sure how Azariel would take to the idea. She'd probably be very angry. Ouch.
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Now he wasn't even looking at her. That almost took the cake. She hated being ignored, it was worse than almost anything else. She hated when those she cared about ignored her too. It just wasn't right.
So she was defiant to the point of bull-headedness; it was her nature. If she had decided something, she was going to stick with it until she couldn't anymore, it was as simple as that. It didn't matter if everyone and everything else screamed at her that it was different now, she could be--and usually was--more stubborn than a mule on some points.
And there he was, the stupid green stallion leaving and forcing her into situations she did not like to be forced into at any interval. He'd get an earful, that was for sure.
So she did what she wanted to in the first place when he began to ignore her. She headbutted him.
It was only "lightly" and only in the shoulder, but she'd get his attention if it killed her, "Stop right there," She hissed, glaring, embarrassed completely because she had to do this in front of others, "You're not going anywhere without giving me an explaination, you hear me?"
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Rashkae laughed and shook her head, "Of course, Caelen," She replied, bobbing her head once to acknowledge his words, "I'm sure we'll meet again sometime, if the fates are willing." She hoped they would be, he was a nice one to chat with.
She promptly dropped the conversation, the events unfolding in front of her and Kale were far too amusing to interrupt, though...it must be quite embarrassing for the younger mare. Poor child.
Pupilless eyes glanced at Kale, wondering how the apparent father of the girl would be taking this. Hopefully there wouldn't be a scene. It would be a bit distasteful.
`Swirly Bobbing his head once more to the black stallion Caelen ignored the hisses Azariel had made at him until he was out of the teepee, "Aye, I'll nae be a stranger. 'Tis too much of a pleasure ter give up me new friends, eh?"
Now time to make his goodbye's to Rashkae, "Aye lass, we'll meet again as soon as I can manage it or as soon as ye miss me." Such a feat was liable to never happen, at least the latter of the two but he figured they'd bump into each other soon enough.
Now to deal with Az...
"Lass, I've got ter get movin' if ye've a mind ter speak with me I'm sure ye can walk with me out til the edge o' yer lands."
While he may've been planning to teach Azariel a lesson or two it wasn't in his heart or mind to punish her by making it in front of either her father or new herdmate. Even a complete ogre would have more compassion than that and an ogre he wasna. Smiling softly he blew a piece of hair out of his eyes and began an easy pace, keeping his voice soft so only she could hear or their company would have to strain to hear.
"I canna stop, I mean what I say... and I've already started ter leave lass.. What explaination do ye expect? Ye've said so yerself that we've nae a bond ter keep us tergether and if I mean nothin' to ye lass I canna stay and risk getting more attached." The words were harsh and exaggerated.. but he'd get a response if it killed them both.
Skyefenyx As Caelen deftly turned to conversation toward finality and left the teepee--with Azariel behind—The two older Soquili were left alone. Both were amused, but found the situation a bit…awkward.
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“Of course you don’t mean nothing—“ Azariel began and stopped, lapsing into silence for a long moment, chewing on words. Both his and hers.
“I’d say we have a bit of a problem here,” She said at last, long tail flicking and fluttering a bit in the wind. She had come to a bit of a conclusion, one that was rational and ordered to her and certainly explained a great many things—even if the path to that conclusion with riddled with twists and turns one couldn’t even begin to comprehend.
Shaking her head, she continued, “The problem is, is that we both there’s something there, but we have too many personal issues in the way.” She sighed softly, wondering why the hell she would be telling this to anyone, let alone Caelen.
“I…am—and you know this—not the most mature person in the world, and it doesn’t help that I have the stubbornness and pride to go along with it.” Crap, she was probably making him smirk, Stupid, “Anyway—Right here, I’m working through some childhood vows here—and you aren’t being very helpful, are you?”
Something that could be a chuckle fell from her lips, “At least I don’t think you’re being very helpful, always pushing my buttons and getting me into a frenzy and then acting as if I hurt you—“ She gritted her teeth, that wasn’t terribly--well it was but not at the moment—so she should continue anyway, “Moving on, I just want to point out that we’re both dealing with a few things, obviously myself more than you, but I just—“
She let out a soft growl, “—Just don’t leave without saying you’ll come back, okay?”
`Swirly Caelen had a hard time believe what the mare was saying. He had walked towards the edge of the lands and now it was going to be time for them to say their goodbyes at least for a little while. She’d probably be happier with him if he explained that his decision to leave for awhile wasn’t new, just that he had done it in a manner that wasn’t nearly as nice as what she wanted.
“I’m glad I now know that I mean somethin’ ter ye lass, but will it be enough fer us both?” That was the very question that had been driving him nearly up the wall for the past day or so, and the month before, and really since their first rather interesting meeting. Since then she had grown and learned much about the world and about him in general but that wasn’t enough for him to be comfortable in leaving her. She was a younge mare and a lovely one, another stallion probably could easily wander up and along and convince her that he wasn’t the one for her and instead that that stallion would be best at making her happy. At the same time Caelen knew he had a family to get home to and something told him that a new relative or herdmate so to speak was on it’s way besides the baby.
“Aye lass, I know that ye are workin’ through a lot of things that ye told yerself when ye were jest a wee one but I’ve a few points of me own ter make about that.” Sighing softly he wrapped his neck over hers in his usual ways. Wanting to touch her for just a bit longer before he was gone for another month or longer, it wasn’t in him to be a wandering stallion but before he could settle with her comfortably he had to take care of his for-certain family. “When yer young ye say all sorts o’ things that later ye have ter swallow. I used ter say I’d nae’r love a mare an’ if I ever see me mam again she’ll mock me ter high heavens… If ye canna swallow that pill ye’ll miss out on so much o’ yer life.” At least she’d miss out on him being in hers.
“Och, now I do have ter feel a wee bit awful about pushin’ yer buttons but I canna say that it’s fer nothin’. I want ye ter loosen up at least with me and ye’ve gained more tolerance fer teasin’ since we’ve met. Jest remember I don push yer buttons jest ter make ye rage at me.”
It was time to go.. How he hated it but how he needed it. “Azariel I’ll be back ‘fore the next full moon if only fer a quick visit. If me young’un is up fer the trip I’ll bring her ter you ter meet.” Now for the stipulation, “Ye’ve one month ter decide if I’m the stallion fer you.. or if it’s best ter part as friends… agreed?”
Skyefenyx Ah. He was still leaving, then? Understandable. He had a life too, didn't he? She was just being naive and selfish. So she stopped and let him move past her, head tilted slightly.
"Yes, of course," She said finally, "One month, then, and we'll see what has happened since then. If you come, you come; if you don't, you don't." She sighed and shook her head, "I'll see you around Caelen, but you know that I'm not so patient. One month and if neither of us is there...well, we'll have the decision for both of us, yes?"
She smiled, and turned to go back, "Goodbye Caelen, have fun with your family, I will with mine." |
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 3:29 pm
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Skyefenyx ((This is a Private RP between Skye Starrfyre and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. ))  ----------------------------------- Azariel stared out at the meadow directly in her line of sight. The deep green grass shifted easily in the wind and were any Soquili hungry, they would find quite a delicious morsel awaiting them. At the moment, Azariel was neither hungry nor looking at the grass. Her mind was elsewhere, turned more into herself, than outside. It was becoming a bit of a common practice. Her mind would drift off at odd itervals, she could be doing anything and it would simply spiral back to a certain stallion, no matter what she had been concentrating on before. It was becoming rather tiresome and she had no way to deal with it other than force it away-which merely made it force its way back more often. His leaving did little to help the situation and his promise to return in a month, even less so. She had a single month to figure everything out, and that was very, very little time indeed.
Skye Starrfyre On the other hand, or hoof as it may be, Katarina was hungry. She'd been dining on delicious fruit since she'd stumbled upon the Hatter's grove and, while fruit was all fine and dandy, she craved something not as sweet. Afterall, she had her girlish figure to watch out for, didn't she?
"Mmm." She wandered out to where the grass was the greenest, dipping her head down to munch on the beautiful blades. This was definately what she needed. The only thing that would make it better would be a nice stream running right through the grass so that she could wash down every bite with a sip. Oh well, she'd just go find water afterwards...
Skyefenyx Green-blue eyes shifted as movement was sighted in the corner of her eye. Turning her head slightly and becoming mildly annoyed as a mass of hair decided to move into her vision--hair which was tossed out of her eyes with the same annoyance--she managed to catch a glimpse of the other that so happened to come into the meadow.
What she could see of the other Soquili, for indeed it was one and a mare if she had any sense, she was quite content to use this meadow to snack on. Azariel's gaze slipped downward for a second to look at the grass before casually looking over again.
She was tempted to go over and greet the other mare, but the thought of distrupting another's meal added to the fact that at the moment, Az didn't really care to do much of anything, she just didn't muster the energy. So with a shrug, her gaze shfted away and back inside of herself.
Skye Starrfyre After a moment she found herself assaulted by the strangest feeling. It was as if... As if someone was watching her. She shivered, lifting her head as her ears swiveled to see if she could hear anything.
No, nothing but silence... But, as the feeling was still there, she turned slowly, golden eyes gleaming as they caught sight of a pretty little mare. "Darling, didn't anyone ever tell you that it's impolite to stare. Or, rather, it's moreso to fail to announce yourself when happening upon another?" She was trying so hard to remain serious; resisting the urge to break out into a grin as she awaited the other's response.
Skyefenyx So her presence had been noted? Well, at least she had something to actually do now. Being pulled from her thoughts was always fun. Flicking her tail once she turneda raised eyebrow to the other mare.
"As I was here first," She pointed out casually, "It is more of you happening upon me." She shrugged, not that it mattered to her at the moment who happened upon whom, "But I apologize if you think I was staring at you, I wasn't."As far as she knew, she hadn't even been looking at the other, her apology was just politeness shining through.
Skye Starrfyre "In that case, I suppose I should apologize as well, no?" She dipped her head low in bow of sorts, raising her gaze to look at the other mare. She was lovely if not a bit lacking in the coloration department; a welcome sight after the brightly colored ones she'd been meeting. "My name is Katarina, and who might you be, dear?"
Skyefenyx Azariel managed a smile and bobbed her head back in greeting, "I'm Azariel. It's nice to meet you, Katarina." She replied softly, taking the time in this simple greeting to get a better look at the mare.
She was rather...uniquely coloring, the stocking that covered her from hoof to flank were varying shades of purple with an interesting lace design at the top. Azariel had never personally met anyone who looked like her, but that wasn't to say she wasn't beautiful in her own way. Personally, Az wouldn't have minded having that coloration on herself, sometimes it was a bit clear when she was too plain.
"What brings you to this place, Katarina?" She asked finally, canting her head to the side a bit. She was allowed to be curious at this point, no harm would come from it.
Skye Starrfyre "You may call me Kat if you'd like, dear." She chuckled, giving her head a light toss. "Names as long as ours can tend to be a mouthful, can they not?" Her brow lofted slightly as she continued to grin. She was in a rather good mood today; good for anyone whose path she crossed.
"I should think it was clear what brought me here. The grass is the sweetest I've tasted in quite some time, yet still bitter enough for it to be a contrast to the early summer apples." She took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. "And you, dear? What brings you here?"
Skyefenyx Azariel smiled back, "Then you can call me Az," She replied smoothly, extending the same bit of informality to the mare.
She shrugged a bit, "A mouthful they can be, but they give others a chance to make up interesting nicknames to prevent themselves from having to use full names." She pointed out, just because she could. Normally she wasn't one to care very much.
Azariel blinked once at the shift in conversation--not that it was an abrupt change, she just wanted to gather her thoughts. "Me? I..." She looked around and the meadow, remembering the solitude she had had until Katarina had come, "I'm just here to think." She admitted, sighing.
Skye Starrfyre "Az..." Her brow furrowed slightly as she pondered for a moment. "Az... You haven't, by any chance, met an odd stallion by the name of Aziraphale, have you? Strange how coincidence happens when you least expect it." She chuckled, highly amused by her own train of thought.
"Yes, some of them can be interesting... But others?" She snorted softly, mood changing quickly from bright to slightly annoyed. "Some stallions tend to come up with terrible nicknames. I have been called 'Kitten' when I am, obviously, not a cat, but a Kat."
Once more her mood shifted and she smiled softly at the other mare. "Thoughts? Sometimes it helps if you share them with others, dear."
Skyefenyx Azariel shook her head, "No, I have never met anyone by that name," She blew a stray strand of long hair out of her vision. She really needed to get it cut. "I suppose you mean that we have the same nickname, then?" She asked, glancing at the other mare before tossing her head to get the hair out of her eyes completely. As usual, it didn't help a bit.
Az grinned despite herself, "Ah, I can see where nicknames wouldn't be very fun when something like that happens." She grimaced a bit, "He tried to butcher my name when I first met him. Lousy male." She mumbled absently. Turning her attention back to the situation, she shrugged, "Maybe it's to show affection?" She suggested, unsure of how the other mare would take to such a comment.
Azariel shook her head, a bit embarrassed, "No, no, it's nothing. Nothing incredibly important. It's just....confusing, annoying and altogether baffling." She sighed again, "But when I think about, that's nothing new." She laughed softly, "Ah, ha, ha, I must sound deranged or something." She admitted once more.
Skye Starrfyre "That you do, but I assure you the similarities cease there." She chuckled, giving her own head another light toss out of habit. "He is as white as freshly fallen snow with hair the color of a golden sunset. You, dear, are a wonderful sight for eyes that have grown weary of brightness."
She laughed once more, tail twitching behind her. "Stallions tend to do things like that. Their mouths work far faster than their minds can keep up..." Most stallions, at least. She was begining to wonder if the same was true of the one she was now residing in the same grove as. "Affection, you say?" Now there was a thought.
"Deranged? No, dear. After meeting those I've met, you sound perfectly sane... If not a bit confused, as you've just said. Does this confusion have something to do with a stallion, perhaps? Maybe the one that could not pronounce your lovely name, Azariel?" Her brow lofted slight. "It sounds as if you could use another mare's open ears."
Skyefenyx "Oh..." Again, neither the name nor the desrciption rang any bells, though why anyone would use a fake name was beyond her. The other mare's compliment was a bit surprising though and Az could feel her lips twitch upward, "I'm glad to be of service, then," She replied, with mock-seriousness.
Az groaned softly, "You're telling me," She replied, sighing, "Honestly, we were having a good time and then suddenly he starts bringing up children." She stomped a hoof in mild annoyance, "He pulled that out of thin air, I swear--" She stopped and realized that she was going a bit off subject, "Ah, I'm sorry." She mumbled, quite embarrassed by her actions.
Azariel laughed softly, wondering who she was being compared to, she had never met someone else she would consider in the deranged department. Her tail flicked again and she fell into silence for a bit, debating whether or not to say anything on the subject. Telling all of her problems to someone she had just met was not necessarily the greatest idea.
Finally, she managed to say, "It might have to do with that yes," She admitted, "And he can pronounce my name well enough now," Her ears flattened in mild annoyance, "Not that he does very often."
Skye Starrfyre "As you should be." She laughed in response to the false attempt at seriousness, winking at the other mare as she did so only to turn around and find herself quite serious. "Children? His own from another relationship or was he expecting you to bare them? A stallion should never expect something such as that from a mare... Unless the two of you have been together for quite some time now. Of course, you don't seem of the right age for a relationship of that length."
She snorted softly, tossing her head once more. "At least he can say your name properly now... The stallion whose grove I've been spending nights in can say my name just fine. He just... Chooses not to."
Skyefenyx Azariel snorted, "He expects me to eventually have them," She responded calmly, rolling her eyes, "He even had the gall to say I'd look a bit better if I was a bit more plump because of it." Just remembering that entire conversation irked her. She wasn't particularly fond of anything down that line of thought in the first place, his talk of wanting children-and apparently quite a few-had thrown her for a loop.
"He told me that if we ever wanted the relationship to be more than friends, that I would eventually have to agree to have his children," She explained a bit more clearly to both herself and the other mare. She shook her head again and tried to calm herself, "Our relationship is not even close enough for him to consider that," She rumbled, anger turning her voice just a bit harsher, "Now matter what he says about anything."
She raised an eyebrow at Katarina, "So, he chooses not to call you by your name and gives you a nickname instead, just to tick you off?" She smiled faintly, "I'd say he just does it to see your reaction." She could say that from experience, Cael did it all the time.
Skye Starrfyre She snorted once more, golden eyes narrowing. "It seems as if this stallion of yours has absolutely no respect for how much it takes for a mare to keep up appearances. Saying that you'd look better rounded? Does that mean he doesn't appreciate your appearance as it is now? Don't listen to him, darling. I think your lovely just as you are."
She pawed at the ground, trying to imagine this stallion and what would cause him to say such a thing out loud. "I would give this stallion a piece of my mind, Azariel. No stallion should ever feel as if he has the power to force you into such a decision at the price of a friendship, if you are nothing more than that. The nerve!"
Her own anger dissolved slightly as she pondered the other mare's words. "I believe he says it because he can. Were I do be more adamant about correcting him perhaps he would cease."
Skyefenyx Azariel shrugged and sighed, "I think it's more of where he comes from than anything else," She admitted, "He is not the most eloquent stallion and more then half the time I think he's just there because he wants to get me in a rage--which almost happens often enough for him to keep coming back--and laugh at me before soothing me."
She chuffed loudly and shook her head at herself, she did allow herself to be soothed by him, but in her defense, it was only sometimes. Indeed, she was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she almost didn't catch Katarina's compliment, "Thank you, Kat," she managed, giving her a smile.
"I have given him a piece of my mind, more than once as a matter of fact. He just doesn't seem to listen at all. To tell you the truth..." She glanced at the other mare, "I don't see why he keeps around me as much as he does. I'm pretty sure that everytime we've spoken to each other, we've had at least one fight."
"You can correct him or you can ignore it. Stallions have a tendency to like irking those they like, take it for me," A brief grin, "So if correcting him doesn't work, you can always ignore him whenever he calls you that, sometimes that works." She was unused to giving advice, but there was no harm in suggesting something like this.
Skye Starrfyre "It sounds to me as if this stallion of yours is either stupid, which is quite probable, or he sees you as something more than just a mare that he is on friendly terms with." She nickered softly, smile curving the features of her face. "I believe that the question you must, in turn, ask yourself then is whether or not you would like him to remain such... And, if so, whether you are willing to make these drastic changes for him or whether he will be willing to make some sort of compromise."
She snorted softly, laughing as she shook her head. "I have given up on correcting him. He is a male of his own mind... Or out of it, perhaps. Either way, you are correct, there is no point in insisting he call me something else when I know well he won't no matter what is said."
Skyefenyx "He's not stupid, I can assure you," She insisted hastily, "He's just...the type who is too straightforward for his own good."
She sighed and shrugged, shaking her head, "We have never been friends, as far as I can think of," She mused softly, "Fight, fight, fight, make-up and fight again. That's what everything's been like." She shrugged again, "I don't know, something about him just...irks me, but, if this makes any sense at all, not in a bad way."
She snorted, "I am not changing myself, especially not to meet his ideals, whether or not he compromises, is entirely his choice." She meant it, she wasn't about to change to fit another's mold.
Az chuckled, "In his mind or out, he sounds like someone who's not that bad, if you aren't ticked off at him yet," she added the last bit a tad hastily, always watching her steps with the white and purple-striped mare. She let another sigh bubble past her, "Stallions are such fickle creatures," She rumbled, "Honestly, they're worse than any mares!"
Skye Starrfyre "Good. At least you know where you stand on the issue. Perhaps now would be a good time to find out where he stands?" Her brow lofted slightly as she gazed at the other mare. "Often a good argument between not-quite-friends is the spice of life. Just make sure he knows for certain where you stand."
She took her own turn to sigh softly, feeling almost as if she should be waxing poetic or something silly like that. She let her lashes flutter in a dreamy fashion before laughing. "That they are, my dear. Far worse than mares could ever be. We at least know up from down... Which is why we tend to keep them in line, isn't it?"
Skyefenyx Azariel nodded once, "That would be a nice tidbit of information, wouldn't it?" She asked sardonically, mentally reminding herself to remember to do such a thing. Perhaps they could get somewhere in the relationship if anything actually progressed.
"I'm quite sure he knows where I stand one plenty of issues, and I know his. Perhaps we should just define those lines more. It would be good to know where to-and where not to-step." She mused aloud, thinking to herself.
"We keep them in line much more than they ever let on, or that we would really admit." She sighed dramatically, "It really is quite a pain to deal with them on a regular basis. They have such egos and they expect we mares to feed them. What about us, eh?" She snorted and laughed softly, "I think they should learn a lesson or five, what about you?"
Skye Starrfyre She nodded slowly. "Yes, it might help to have those lines defined if not bolded. If there is to be anything special between you and this stallion, it would definately help." She chuckled, letting her tail flicker lightly behind her.
"The key is to let them think that they are in control while keeping them wrapped around your hoof." She grinned, golden eyes gleaming. "Perhaps it is time you seek out this stallion of yours to begin his training? Teach him one of those five lessons?"
Skyefenyx Azariel held her tongue on the emphasis of words, not wanting to say anything and make the situation more embarrassing for herself. She was a private creature...though every once in a while she became a bit of a blabbermouth.
She snorted softly and shrugged, "I'd rather any relationship I have be a partnership, but there's no harm in 'training' him a bit, is there?" She laughed softly, wondering how she would be able to "train" Caelen. Thinking about it....she could always threaten something.
She smiled, "I think I just might have to go see someone about such things," She commented, sensing the conversation was coming closer to an end, "Thank you for the advice, Kat, I'll see what I can do then?" She chuckled and shook her head, "Perhaps we'll see each other again? Good luck with your stallion too. It sounds like he's a piece of work." She shook her head. Honestly, why were males such problems to deal with?
Skye Starrfyre "A partnership would be the best, of course." She chuckled softly as she turned towards the woods. "He is a piece of work but we have an agreement; I live in his grove and he gives me my space... More a partnership than any sort of relationship and he doesn't exect anything out of the deal besides a bit of conversation."
She tossed her head lightly once more, turning to look over her shoulder at the other mare. "I will take that bit of luck though... And I'll wish you some as well. It sounds as if you will have a tougher time than I will, Lady Azariel. Until we meet again."
That said she turned forward once more, slowly sashaying towards the woods while humming a strange little song to herself. It was going to be a wonderful rest of the day... |
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 3:38 pm
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Skyefenyx (( This is a Private RP between `Swirly and Myself. Please do not post unless asked. )) ------------------------- Azariel stood near her teepee, staring up at the clear morning sky. It had been a month since she had last seen Caelen. At least...she thought it had been. She hadn't had much of a sense of time passing since they had seperated, being wrapped up in her own thoughts could do that. She made a sound similar to a chuckle at herself, shaking her head a bit. Ah, she could think about things too much sometimes. Her talk with Katarina had been a bit enlightening though, but if Caelen and her were going to make things work, some things would have to change. Her long white tail flicked and fluttered a bit in the breeze, though her thoughts were wrapped in possibilities. She hoped this was the right day, it wouldn't do if she or he were early or late. Sighing again, she resisted the urge to pace. She wanted this over with.
`Swirly The month had passed quickly for Caelen, as quickly as it could when trying to figure out just what precisely the future was going to hold for himself and for the little blue thing he had come to think of as a niece. Yeah, that hadn't been his first choice but the little blue one had bonded with another and now the position of favored uncle was his. He cherished 'Naci, her voice took a bit of his Irish but a large chunk of Scots. Along with a seasoned tongue at swearing.. already.
Bah! He had to get his mind back on what was going to happen. Looking back now, and even having a decent discussion with Harij and Lovey Dovey, Caelen knew now that his tact had been in the negatives but he did recieve points for honesty. He and Azariel would have to have a serious talk but not too serious. He couldn't let the weight of the topic ruin 'Naci's fun...
Picking up a brisk trot, which equalled a canter for 'Naci Caelen called out, "Oi lass! Yer in fer a treat me sweet cricky! Look ahead. We're nae a mile from Az and company!"For 'Naci she was just a smidgeon confused why her uncle had wanted her along for this trip, but if he wanted it then it would probably just end up being fun. Picking up a suitable pace to match her uncle she bellowed out to him, "Och! Ye oldie, less' jest see if yer match fer me!"
This was a game the duo commonly played, he'd let her win then she'd call him all sorts of names.. Then he'd fall over as if his heart had been torn out.. Oh how she loved her uncle dearly! The blue of her mane began to rip and tear in the wind, regrouping every second or so.. but if anyone were to be watching them it would look like flaming demon-baby was frolicking with the heavily built and muscled, Caelen.
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked slightly, catching the soft yet increasing soud of hoofbeats. She turned her head to follow the sound though becuse it sounded as if more than one soquili were coming, it couldn't be Caelen unless he was coming to show her his newly acquired love. Azariel snorted and dismiised the thought with a flourish, it couldn't be true...could it?
Still, as it clearly wasn't Caelen, who could it be? Perhaps a few friends coming to visit her? That would be a nice change of pace, having friends come visit her at her home. Truth be told, though, she would be a bit disappointed if this turned out to be the wrong day and she would get to have her talk with the shamrock stallion.
`Swirly Caelen slowly began to move into slower forms of a trot because the teepees were getting closer and closer. Frankly, the little ball of flame with him would garner enough attention without having to deal with her going hurtling through someone's home. Ack. Shifting down to a walk, Caelen leaned a cursory nose over the neck and back. "Weell, yer nae the cleanest an' most ladylike thing I've ever seen..."'Naci's wide amber-eyes filled up with confusion. She had slowed her pace to an ambling trot to match her uncle, and currently she was looking up at him with confused adoration. Her uncle had said she was the most perfect babe he'd ever laid eyes on yet here he was telling her she was bad? " Wha -- " Her response was cut short by the well-time uncle in question..."... but yer perfection. Now, welcome ter Azariel's home. Try not ter let yer temper go lass.. Remember last time?"
Skyefenyx Azariel turned her head to look as well as hear the approaching hoof-beats. At first, when she had heard them slow, she had thought her initial assumption had been wrong, that the others were taking another path and not coming to her teepee, but it hadn't sounded like that they were still coming toward her and--was it? She scented the air, catching the distinct whiff of clover as well as another, unfamiliar scent.
For another second she assumed that Caelen was bringing another mare to their meeting, to show that he at least, had moved on. She was wrong in that assumption, when she finally caught sight of the two as they broke through the tree line.
The familiar green coat, shamrocks faintly visible was a dead give-away even if she hadn't scented him, but the little filly with him was quite a different story. If Azariel wasn't mistaken, this was the little child Caelen had once spoken about, the one where he told her he was a father. Huh.
At least she wasn't overly-anything. Her mane, already quite long (oh, dear, poor thing) was an interesting variation of blue and her coat, a nice silver, matched her mane quite well. For a moment, Az wondered if the filly had developed Caelen's accent and suprressed a chuckle. With Caelen as a father-figure, that was almost certain.
Raising her had, she whickered a wordless greeting, not giving ground by moving toward them, but showing that she wasn't hostile.
`Swirly
The true test of patience for Caelen was to not take off running to greet Azariel. Sure, the past month had been more than a little bit trying for him, but surely the decisions she had come to had been good for them both. Certainly helpful to her as a whole, but their relationship probably couldn’t take too much of a smacking without crumbling. Looking down at ‘Naci with a little wink he spoke to her merrily.
“Now lass, I hope yer up fer Azariel’s surprise. I didna know ye found a stallion to call yer dah! SO She’s thinkin’ that I’m him, eh!” Grinning again he nuzzled her firey mane and picked up a very slow trot. Too much energy just to walk.
‘Naci nearly couldn’t hold her giggles in. The mare up ahead was pretty. A long white mane and tail complimented the darkness of her body. Oh! Pale blue hooves! Of course, the filly was partial to anything blue. It was part of childish innocence. She even got to see how the mare reacted to a change? Cool!
“Och, o’course unca Caelen. If ye’ve a mind ter set her at rights then wee’ll do as ye plan.” Since when did her uncle not want to play tricks on people? Wow! That mare must certainly be awful special. Once Caelen had snuck a snake into the shelter. How her mam had screamed! Someday he’d tell her how to get a snake, he had promised to. Giggling she began to canter, for once managing to keep a relatively in-control pace.
The black-mare had given them a greeting so ‘Naci lifted her nose into the air as she cantered and whickered in return. A high-pitched and girly noise that faded as she focused on her footing.
Skyefenyx Azariel laughed and took a few steps forward, despite her earlier thoughts on not giving ground; there was nothing wrong with walking a few steps forward, well, as long as she didn't run to him. That would be a bit too much given for too little.
Was he finally within decent hearing range? Well, there was only one way to find out, "This is a surprise Caelen," She couldn't help but smile at the pair, "I didn't expect you to bring your little one." Her gaze dropped to the silver filly and she bobbed her head in greeting, "It's a pleasure to meet you,"
Her gaze lifted to Caelen, "And it's a pleasure to see you again, Caelen," She shook her head and tilted it back toward her home, "We should get into the shade. The sunlight isn't fond of me." She laughed softly at her own little joke, though it wasn't much of one.
`Swirly Caelen shook out his curled mane in almost joy. She was the most obstinate lovable mare he would ever find. If he gave her a yard she might deign to give him an inch. That was the way life was supposed to be lived. Sure, the give and take was harder to earn, but once he earned it she wouldn't take it away.
"It's nae a surprise ter me lass." His body shone with a light sheen of sweat from the running and the impatience that he had used. Holding back from rip-roaring after her had been almost twice as hard as just running full blast into the wind. Had she missed him? Lord how he ached to know what she was thinking, "I'd like ye ter meet Ignacia, don' mind her mane. Tis blue fire but it'll nae burn less she's angered or afraid."
He had spoken for 'Naci because he was anxious to get her out with the two-legger or Kale.. or whoever the hell would watch her for jsut a bit. 'Naci was a true sweetheart, bu t that didn't mean he wanted to devote every second of every day to her. No.. Azariel had that spot.
Skyefenyx Azariel's eyes flicked over his body. At least he hadn't let himself go in the month they had been gone, eh? She surprised herself with appreciate what she saw with more than just a general friendly admiration, but she quickly covered it up in favor of giving the little filly a proper greeting.
"Hello Ignacia," She greeted friendly, smiling, "I'm Azariel, that is," Her eyes flicked back to Caelen, "If you haven't already heard about me." She laughed softly and shook her head, "Ah, so I suppose you'd better be careful, eh, Ignacia?" She asked, grinning, "Wouldn't wanted to play a bit with another if he got too close?" She chuckled and brushed the implications away, she was too young to understand much of what the older mare was talking about. At least...Az hoped that was the case.
She glanced at Caelen again and noticed he seemed a bit...agitated. She wondered why for a moment and then shrugged it off. Why not let him stew, if only for a bit longer? Grinning, she opened her mouth to chat a bit more with Ignacia when--
"Azariel, are you tormenting that poor stallion?" Called a voice archly from nearby. Azariel turned slightly and gave the human a cool look, which was promptly ignored.
"I'm sorry to barge in..." Ha, sorry Az's a**, "...but I think these two have a lot to talk about," Mashki held out a gentle hand to the little filly, "Shall we go exploring around the area, then? These adults," She emphasized the word as if it were demeaning, "need to talk about private things and you and I won't be interested in. What do you say?" Mashki was calm on the outside, but inside she was simply giggling. Ah...perhaps it was finally time?
`Swirly
‘Naci had absolutely no idea what was going on between her uncle and the pretty mare he had told her that he adored. Adults were silly sometimes.. She didn’t plan to rush into a relationship. Actually, until Unca Caelen had gushed like a silly little 2 year old about the wonder of love she hadn’t given a single thought to someday having a family. Hehe. Ooops.
“Oi! Good day ter ye Miss Azariel! Yer as pretty as me Unca Caelen was gushin’ ye ter be!” Hehe.. Since when did ‘Naci behave? If it make uncle Caelen blush and squirm that would make him sorry for being a meanie-butt to her. She swished her tail back and forth, quite a feat since the flames crackled and disappeared only to re-group a moment later. “Jest call me ‘Naci, eh? My mam’s the only one ter call me that an’ that’s only when I’ve been bad!” The two-legger approached her, and with the trusting spirit of a sweet-hearted filly ‘Naci went bounding over to her. Play time! Oooh yeah.!
Caelen smiled when she glaned at him, but didn’t allow himself to focus on Az until he was positive that ‘Naci wasn’t headed off into any unsafe direction. Mashki was a nice girl, but it wasn’t in his blood to just let little ones go willy-nilly.
He chose to wait until Mashki walked away with ‘Naci before replying to the two legger, “Aye lass, ye torment me every second I’m alive with yer good looks and quick tongue.”
“Alright lass, I think we can both behave as adults fer a little while.” His voice was soft and for the first time that Azariel had heard, at least he was pretty sure, serious. No teasing, just honest talking. “Would ye like ter go ter the edge o’ the trees an’ stay in the shade?” They’d have privacy there and be comfortable. Before they got too serious Caelen wrapped his neck overtop of her and sighed softly, “I’ve missed seein’ ye lass. I’ve even missed our fights an’ when we’re done discussin’ things I’m hopin’ ye’ll pick one helluva fight or not mind if I do.”
Skyefenyx Azariel flicked her tail absently as she watched the filly be lead away, only half-promising to get the human back for what she had done later. This was going to be important for the both of them, whether or not she wanted to discuss such things so soon.
Snorting softly, she turned to lead the way to the shade, "HUmph, the same could be said of you, couldn't it?" She retorted, wordlessly extending the same compliment to him. She'd never say such a thing out loud.
Green-blue eyes glanced back at him, the vaguest surprise outlined in her gaze. He was being serious for once. Well, at least this time she wouldn't have to work for it. That was a definite improvement. She nudged his shoulder at his movements to the contrary, "You just can't stay serious, can you?" She grumbled, not really minding.
She was silent for a moments, mused over her thoughts, "I missed you as well, but it was nice to have some time without constant arguing." She snorted and simply didn't look at him, "And already you want to argue again?" She looked up at him with an incredulous look, "You're impossible. Honestly."
`Swirly
Caelen smiled down at Az after ‘Naci was safely out and playing. Alright now, time for something good or bad to happen… His mind was trying to steel his heart, but he just knew she had to be wanting him to stay in her life. She just had to.
“I suppose ye could say that of me too.” Nodding his head slowly and staring at her with soft green eyes. Honestly he couldn’t deny that they drove each other up the wall then back down again. “Now.. On ter business?” Uck.
“I’m tryin’ me hardest ter stay serious. Perhaps I had best jest ask a few question and talk a bit so we can get this out of the way. I know that I don’t’ want this ter take too long. Tisn’t comfortable for either of us I’m thinking.” Okay.. Time to lay it out on the line, “This past month I’ve seen so many unhappy couples.. I canna say I want ter be part o’ them. So.. I want ter be with ye lass. We can take the relationship slow, I’ll go at yer pace so long as yer willin’ ter give jest a little.” Sighing he looked at her pleadingly, he wasn’t teasing, “I want to sleep with ye close, be permitted ter be protective, play together… have alone time an’ together time. Can ye live with that?”
His breathe was more than a bit stiff. They ought to be fighting now so they could make up and then fight more. He loved that she would bellow right back at him. If there were people out to monitor abuse they’d prolly think that Caelen and Az had the most out of wack therapy-needed relationship in all of the Soquili lands. Wasn’t it great?
Skyefenyx Azariel's ears flicked, though she remained quite silent once the phrase, "Onto to business" passed dark greens lips.
She listened quietly as he spoke and explained, her own thoughts whirring over his words and her own thoughts. THe jumbled mass was becomnig just a bit ordered, though it was nowhere close to being organized.
"You can't sleep with me close," She pointed out, finding herself unable to be serious even when the situation screamed for it. Whenever Caelen tried to be serious, she couldn't be. Now that was screwed up, "You and I don't live together, sleeping with me close would be impossible unless one of us moved into the others home." Her lips tugged into a smile, oh man, Caelen might just kill her.
"But..." She sighed and looked away, having found herself in a situation she had never wanted to be in. Surprisingly, she didn't mind as much as she thought she would have. "I suppose I can live with that," Green-blue eyes glanced back at him, "Are you asking--in a round-about and far off way--if I want to be your mate, Caelen?" She might as well get the implications out into the open.
`Swirly
Caelen’s eyes were going to take on a twitch if the little snipped didn’t stop teasing him. Bah on mares! (even if they were cute)
From the way her ears twitched back and forth, Caelen could tell she was listening to him. The movements she made were barely discernable, but when he watched with such concentration… it became easier to tell.
Why the little wise-cracking, smarty-pants, pain in his left … A slight cough and a mild frown was his expression as he sat and waited to see what else she had to say. Listening wasn’t all that easy when all of him ached to be able to make fun her in return. Holding his breathe for a moment, letting his temper calm before rumbling, “I’ll move inter yer teepee then lass. I’ve no intention of leavin’ ye alone.” Oh.. That’d probably make her stew.
“Am I askin’ if ye want ter be mates?” This was this that do-or-die feeling that he had heard some stallions speak of. As mates they would be able to part if it ever came to that, not that it would. Honestly, she’d be the one that would leave before him.. Stubborn wasn’t his middle name for nothing. “Aye, havin’ ye by me side would indeed please me. Would ye like ter have me next to ye?” It was going to be give and take.. So far he hadn’t really learned a damn thing about what she felt for him.
Skyefenyx Ahhh, it felt so good to give Caelen a bit of his own medicine, Azariel couldn't help but wonder if Caelen wanted to annoy her just so he could feel like that. Talk about a strange way to have fun.
Watching him, she could see him stew inwardly, and it made her grin, oh what fun she could have with him! Sadly, it appeared that she herself would only be able to tease him when he was trying to be serious. Bah, she could try that whenever she liked.
"Move in...?" Now that was not acceptable, "Hey now, I have as much a right to my privacy as you," She pointed out smoothly, he would not be moving in regardless of any conclusion they came to, "And besides, what about Ignacia? Lovey? You have your own family just as I do."
She was silent for a moment, musing. Did she want him to be with her? Would she be able to handle the fact of him next to her? Always in her hair and never leaving her alone, always making her angry just to soothe her down.
.........at least then life wouldn't be boring.
It wasn't the only reason. She liked Caelen well enough, perhaps even insofar as to say the l-word (not something she would readily say). But...was she ready to give up her freedom? Of being able to stay out for days or weeks and return home with no one questioning her? But on the other hoof...she'd have someone to come home to who would be there for her and her alone. Of course, life wouldn't be life without fighting--and she could guarantee there would be fights in the future.
"I would like you next to me." Ah, she was being serious, that wouldn't last--"Even if you do love to tangle your tail in mine and infuriate me up the wazoo."
`Swirly
Oh ho! The little snot was enjoying doing this to him? Okay okay, so turnabout was fair but just not too much of her teasing. When he wasn’t being serious they could banter and play all day. He’d actually enjoy that.
He continued to stare at her while she watched him. The cheeky little grin made him itch and wish he had the ability to paddle her cute little tush. Oh lord, he took that back. Caelen hadn’t even spoken out loud but she’d probably skewer him if he dared to do that.
“Aye, move in.” Time to explain a bit more about what had been happening since he was gone. “When I stumbled upon the basket with Lovey, we both figured I’d be the dah. While I was gone she had ter get refuge an’ the filly bonded with another stallion.” That all was true, and really didn’t hurt, “She adores me, but too much of an uncle could be a bad thing.”
Chuckling lightly Caelen told the rest of the truth, “ Aye.. Actually I’d probably be the one ter undermine all o’ Lovey’s rules an’ make the wee one turn into a major hellion.”
He prayed that she’d say yes.
After letting Azariel and Ignacia spend a few days together and getting to bond, Caelen would have to begin the journey home and allow for Lovey to have her daughter back. Then he’d be free to be with her or to be alone. Was she ready to be wit him? Would she submit to his touch when they were alone? Ahh the fighting… He hoped for more drag’em out and knock’em down screaming fights that someday would end in loving. Not too soon… okay, he wouldn’t mind soon, but she’d have to be ready.
“I dinna know that our tangled hair bothered ye. I rather love the little yanking it requires to get free every mornin‘” Was it time to tease ?
Skyefenyx Mm, that stare was getting just a bit unnerving, but she wasn't going to let it show. Ah, she was tempted to know how he felt to deal with a bit of teasing toward himself, but asking was out of the question and his reaction was not quite as satisfactory as she had thought it would be. Would she stop though? .....Maybe a little.
Black ears flicked a sshe listened to the explanation and his situation did seem to warrant a bit of friendly shelter, but Az wasn't so sure she wanted that. Having Caelen in such close proximity might not be good for either of them. .....But on the other hoof....
Even thinking about such thingsmade her crimson. She thanked the gods for her dark coat.
Shaking her head she decided to take a safer approach, "So you're saying that you can't be around children because you'll just naturally teach them how to torment their parents. This from the stallion who wants children of his own. You're crazy." She pretended to mull over the thoughts a bit more, just to torment him.
She snorted and gave him a cool look, "I already have my mass of white hair to deal with, yours simply adds to the problem, no matter how much you enjoy it." She huffed and sighed, taking a few steps away from him.
"If you want to stay, I don't see why you can't, but don't think you won't have to pull your own wieght around here." Az knew all too well what that phrase meant. Mashki didn't let anyone slack off.
`Swirly
Caelen’s minty eyes danced with more than a little bit of mirth. It had taken much more than an average amount of time to realize that she was teasing him, but once that had been figured out… Oh how hard it would be to not laugh…
His ears pricked forward keenly to match hers, a natural curiosity to soak up every detail of his mates’ behavior. Whoah.. He had a mate? Hopefully the little lass realized that if they were “just friends,” “mates,” or “life mates,” that it all meant the same thing to him.
She was his. He was hers. That was the way he willed his life to play out. Please.
“Och no, I could be around children an’ teach them ter be upstanding citizens… Ye see, the truth o’ it is that if they arena my own I like ter tease and banter with ‘em.” A slow head shake then a toss to get a few wayward curls out of his eyes, “Lovey wouldna appreciate me doin’ that, an’ since I canna behave I’ll jest be careful not ter overdue it.”
That all was true, his own children were going to be strong and smart. Otherwise he’d probably have to strangle them. Stupidity sat low, very low, on his tolerance level. Some of Lovey’s friends simply made him twich.
“If I get ter sleep wound around ye, then I canna say I mind doin’ me fair share o’ helping out.” From the beginning Caelen had pegged Mashki to be firm but fair enough in her rulings. Aye, life was looking up.
Skyefenyx Good lord, what was she doing? She could feel her old promises writhing in their graves, and graves were where they apparently now resided. She closed her eyes for a moment, reminiscing.
That promise to never find herself attached to a male, rest in peace. That promise to never allow a male to make her want to be with him, rest in peace. There were so many little things she'd promised herself when she was younger and they might as well be dust in the wind now. Next thing you know, she'd be pregnant or something!
A grimace. No...she'd never let that happen.
Azariel looked at him and snorted, "I doubt I'll be able to trust you with any children, will I?" She asked, almost teasing. Her ears flicked back to him and she grinned, "Paradox." She chimed, "you just said a paradox. "Since I canna behave, I'll jest be careful not ter overdue it." Because you 'can't' behave, there's nothing stopping you from over-doing it." She stuck her tongue out defiantly at him. Just because.
"Just as Mashki would expect you to," She pointed out lazily, shrugging, "But who says I'd let you sleep near me?"
`Swirly Oi, the lass certainly managed to have a rather sharp tongue at times. Luckily she was just in a reasing mood. Right now thought it seemed that the past was catching up with her and when the past came for a visitit.. Well, it oftentimes wasn't overly pleasant to think about.
He moved closer again and wrapped himself tightly against her. Even letting his tail swish over to be ontop of hers. Oh yes, that would drive her up the wall to be touched and held and loved on by a stallion, but she was going to get used to it. His mate. Hist heart. Oh christ, since when was he one of those stupid cliche lovey couples that made him ache to kill something. Not that he was evil, just "I lovey ou my ickle-pookie-wookie-doopie-sugar baby" wasn't his thing. At all. He'd rather be dead. Thank god Az didn't have a change to get into his brain. She'd probably laugh until sometime next week if he had heard the thoughts. Oi. But right now she just needed the comforto to let go.
Bah, comfort-smomfort. (was that a word) He loved being close.
"Ye'll be able ter trust our children with me, because I'll know that if I let them run on a rampage all willy-nilly ye'll make me sleep outside." Fighting was part of his blood, but a warm bed and an even warmer mate were twice as good even on a bad day. Haha.. Philosopical bugger he was! "Now then. Yer readin' me words too literal and I fnd I've a mind on other things."
Was it too soon to be closer. Maybe a bit of testing would let him know. Rubbing his lips along her neck and pressing closer, his voice rumbling and near her ear, "Because I canna be far from ye." Nobody was around.. time to see if the month had helped.
Skyefenyx Azariel didn't move away when he came closer, but she didn't lean into it or acknowledge much farther. She was a bit ticked when he immediately went and flopped his tail over hers. That would get much more annoying much more quickly.
Had Az been really able to hear into his mind in those few moments, Caelen's assumption would have been correct. She would have laughed and laughed hard, but she would have been a bit touched just the same. At least Caelen understand her well enough and she knew him well enough--that something as silly as that wouldn't be a problem.
"What did I tell you about children, Caelen?" She asked softly, tone a shade shy of warning, "Besides, sleeping outside wouldn't be nearly as bad of a punishment that I would give to you." Humph, let him see any implications he chose with that.
She turned and looked at him in surprise as the atmosphere changed. Humph. So that's the way he wants to play it? Fine. I'm game. Spine and neck tingling, she looked up at him with a raised eyeborw, "Someone's wanting something today, aren't they?" She teased, voice equally as soft. She had a few of her own tricks and she might as well start using them now. She pressed her muzzle, feather-soft against his neck, rubbing and lipping a bit, just to see his reaction.
`Swirly A triumphant smile had to be gagged back when Caelen realized that she wasn’t going to push him away. His neck rubbed over hers soothingly. The tail wrapping annoyed the little thing to no end. Probably too intimate.. Prolly why he liked it.
His smile spread a bit and he let her feel the curve of his lips on the neck he had finally grown accustomed to being wrapped around. “Ye know lass. We’ve both come a long long way from havin’ huge fights an’ not makin’ up at all.. To being mates an’ havin’ huge fights.” Lordy, would they ever not argue? Time would tell.
“Awright lass, I’ll nae talk ‘bout children til we have ter.” Now.. If that happened to be sooner as opposed to later, his own happiness would be sky-high. Too bad that would probably mean his own death… Damn, life got tricky some days.
Oh-ho! The little imp was certainly learning what precisely caresses and touches meant. His hoof lifted slightly to rest carefully, “Oi lass… Ye know I canna lie about what I get ter thinkin’ about yer soft coat and big blue-green eyes.” Shh… Now just be quiet so his Az didn’t burst into laughter at his talking. A slow tremble worked through his green coat, the muscles rippling and moving softly underneath her touch. The lass probably thought he was going to attack. Nope.. It felt too good.
Skyefenyx Azariel paused and raised an eyebrow up at him, his touches were more soothing then anything else. Soothing was not what she wanted at the moment.
"You and I are both too strong-willed and stubborn to ever give up on our own thoughts and ideas," She pointed out softly, "So it's a bit obvious that fights will come about all of the time. Some people--" A distinct look up at him, revealed exactly who was that "some", "--just don't know when to quit while they're ahead." An innocent smile played cross her features.
"Right, you do that." She'd be damned if she ever had children, the process and the wait, the entire "losing of the figure" (Azariel was hardly vain but she didn't like being fat either), was definitely not something she ever wanted to have the displeasure of experiencing.
Skin shivered slightly again, an echo to his own. "Mm..." She smiled at the vague idea that formed into her mind. She took a step back away from him, far enough that he would have to step forward to reach her. She turned around, winking at him (with great amusement on her part) and walking into the forest. It seemed her plans for today just might be changing.
`Swirly Caelen could almost feel his inability to pull back making him drown in a blind minty-green desire. Most saw red, he wasn't most...
"Aye... but that's what I love best about ye. Yer nae goin' ter meekly sit back an' allow me ter walk all over ye." That much was true. She'd tell him to get bent or some other creative terminology before she let him control their life together. "Perhaps after many... many years livin' tergether we'll learn jest when precisely we need ter quit."
Caelen wasn't going to let her get off the hook with just blaming him for not knowing the right time to stop. Sure, he pushed harder and more often, but when the mare chose to push him.. Oh boy did it ever smart. Now wasn't the time to fuss over it.
" I love ye lass... I've a need ter be with ye right now... if yer willin'" He followed her quite willingly. Caelen begain pulling himself back slowly, not relishing the loss of contact and the possible refusal that the beautiful lady could throw at him. Fading from sight while follwoing Azariel Caelen murmurred softly and pulled to the left of where she was headed, "Azariel I canna describe what I'm wantin' ter do. Run an' run fast if ye've even one doubt."
Skyefenyx Azariel couldn't help but glanced back, grinning, "Meek? I don't know the meaning of that word." She replied, shrugging her shoulders. His thoughts were correct. She'd no sooner let him control her like that then allow herself to be killed. It was a rough analogy, but it'd work.
"Quit?" She glanced back again, "Ah, my dear Caelen, that is not something that will happen either, even when we're on our death-beds." In fact, they'd probably die yelling at each other. It was that type of relationship.
Well, his words certainly made her heartbeat pick up. Amazing what some things can do to a person. The question was...was she goig to let any of this happen? She could say no, indeed she could, bute she wasn't fond of the word at the moment and, well, to be incredibly embarrassing about it, she didn't want to say no. Doubts were meaningless anyway at the moment.
"I'm not terribly fond of running at the moment, Caelen," She replied over her shoulder, blue-green eyes seeing him in a different light for a moment, "So, shall we things started, then?" A smile tugged at her lips once more. Perhaps she wasn't going to regret today.
`Swirly Caelen:: *whistles a "lucky" Irish tune* ;D |
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