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 Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 9:25 pm
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PersonalityThe only thing Kaskara believed in more than the blood-shed their family had brought upon the lands, was that they were doing a good deed. He believes that there is nothing more important than being whole and pure, and that every measure must be taken to become such. As it happens, the only thing he's known for his whole life is blood shed, and without his parents thoroughly telling him why so many were be slaughtered, Kaskara came to his own conclusions that they must be doing this for a higher purpose - perhaps to cleanse the land of all who were unholy and unclean, those who did not breed with only their kind to stay pure, and to make the surrounding lands more holy and pure for those that remained as such. To him, blood is white and white is clean. His vision is distorted, and he considers himself a holy solider in training. Kaskara loves to kill, believe eating the provided flesh of his enemies is a blessing which provides him with their strength, gains enjoyment and pleasure from it, and sees it as an act of goodwill. He truly believes that if he fells one who is impure in front of another, that they will praise and welcome him for doing such a good deed. To anyone else, they would surely only see a bloody, crazy colt, but through his eyes he only sees good.
StoryKalona Invasion
----During the events of the Invasion----
Shamshir smirked to herself, looking quite pleased with how things were progressing. Her gaze turned to her mate down the hill below her. Busy as always with keeping her warriors in fighting condition. Even with the push back they'd suffered and the loss of land they were certain they had, things were still going smooth and in her favor. She was certain that they would continue to win everything else. They would claim this land in favor of the Great Kalona and rid the world of the lessers.
Eventually Shamshir proceeded down the hill to meet with her mate. Claymore had just turned away from the training session, expecting her to still be upon the hill and watching. Instead he was greeted with a short nuzzle and a brush of her wings against him.
"Shamshir..."
"Coming to observe closer." She murmured, walking past the small group of kalona training before her. Eventually she paused and turned back to her mate. "And where are my precious little warriors?" She purred, advancing back towards him.
"Not too far, they've both spent the day here among the fighters."
"Perfect." Shamshir smirked again and looked around for the two foals. Claymore had been correct, they weren't too far off from them. Upon seeing their parents together, Tizona and Kaskara both made a beeline in their direction.
They were like second shadows for their parents. Never far from them and always keeping a watchful eye on their actions. The pair seemed a little strange though to outsiders. Their focus was always on their parents, rarely on each other. They were like two ships passing in the night. Maybe a brief acknowledgment that the other existed but that seemed to be it.
"Momma!" Tizona seemed about to stumble over her own hooves but gracefully recovered with a flick of wings. She nuzzled up to the mare and looked up blood still coating part of her muzzle. "I caught a rabbit today." she said with a delighted tone and wicked little grin.
Kaskara on the other hand stopped just short of his father and nodded to each of them. He was quieter than Tizona but still just as observant. He seemed to have some odd ideas about cleanliness and purity that if asked he could go on about at length, but for the most part he kept his mouth shut and his eyes open. A good quality, a great quality for a leader, but those "ideas!" Shamshir loved her son, but hoped he would grow out of them before he became some sort of fanatic, and ruined his prosects.
"My little huntress." Shamshir smiled proudly and nuzzled her daughter in return. Nothing made her happier than to see her children growing strong and capable. "There are many more things than just that rabbit to come. Things I know you can take down easily." She finished, turning her attention towards her son.
Claymore smirked at Tizona's happiness, quite proud himself that the hunting and fighting skills he had been teaching them were going to be of good use. After a moment, his gaze followed that of his mate's. He always knew Kaskara to be a little standoffish, but it never stopped him from doing anything.
"Kaskara..." Shamshir murmured, nuzzling her son as well before returning to her mate's side. "You'll be sure to make me proud later, yes?" She asked, giving him a look. Claymore chuckled slightly to himself at his mate's comment. He knew their son would make them both proud as a warrior.
"He'll be the strongest of them all, Shamshir." Claymore added with a firm nod.
"Yes. I would hope so of your son. The strongest and bravest. Come now, let's clean up and prepare. Our shaman should be returning with word from The Great Kalona soon."
----Kaskara's Thoughts on the Aftermath----
Kaskara stood, staring at only the grass....how could..... this happen? He was.....so devoted. So......pure, yet he was being told - they were all being told that they had not done a good enough job. The Great Kalona had said it, in fact. Why? Maybe it was not him that had failed. Perhaps....his parents? They were the ones responsible for the success of the cleansing and they had not done it well enough. Maybe the Great Kalona had deemed them unclean?
Kaskara looked up at them, as they stood huddled with anger and displeasure rolling off them like tremulous waves at the break of a storm, and he saw them in a slightly off-kilter light. He was torn between his love for his family, and his absolute devotion to his duty. His insides shook, and he bit his tongue hard. He would need time to think. Kaskara was starting to feel a bit......sick. |
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 9:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 9:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 9:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 9:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 2:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 3:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 3:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 3:10 pm
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