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Post by lostsoul on Aug 25, 2009 20:36:19 GMT -5
Lone black femmora walks into the fire kingdom. She was alone and bord. and also looking to join the stags herd...if he had one.
The fresian mare walks around, sending random flames about. She enjoyed playing with fire, thats why she had the gift of it. Silent Angel smirks then flicks her tail over her rump. sending a few blue flames in that direction. She raises her head high, then lowers it and throws her head up again along with her body, and calls out for the stag. "I wish to speak with the stallion of this god forsaken land!" She bellows as she lands with a thud, the flames starting to crackle and flicker off of her beautiful black coat as she awaits for the stag to arrive.
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Post by FireFlyDragon on Aug 27, 2009 13:10:04 GMT -5
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
Shattered
No tomorrow No tomorrow
The day was calm and quiet, the sky bore no reason to send those bursting waterways over the land; and so the stallion was forced with little rainfall. The world he knew though wasn’t dry or brittle, for the drought had passed long before; rain had fallen once more upon the seemingly deserted Agni-kai, rain enough to bring life back to the earth he walked. Grass had sprung back into existence, and the dry, mud-caked water beds regained their youthful looks. So far, all was well.
Dusty flints brought soft thuds from the packed trail, for the stallion often traveled this way. The soft incline would soon bring him up to a higher peak he knew, and so in turn he took the twists and falters of the path before him with ease. He was hoisting himself upon the last small patch as something caught his eye, something that did not match the growing, living landscape before him. Interested, he rounded his hindquarters to the side, and his diluted duo orbs squinted a little, for the strange edition to the land was quite far in his gaze.
It wasn’t soon after that the stranger stopped, and began to mercilessly burn the growing things around its self. It was clear, like spring water that this black shape below him was a fire bender, and therefore equine in nature. That wasn’t necessarily the thing that made him hold his form, as if contemplating his arrival. The thing that forced a tweak from his ever calm and controlled manner; was the careless usage of her powers. The land was just beginning to repair its self from the mother’s punishment, and yet some unknowing stranger didn’t see, or simply didn’t care enough to notice. His orbs narrowed, and in a fit of annoyance at some creature’s blind eyes he hurried back down the path. His well trained daggers taking the slightly bumpy road with ease.
Within minutes he was traveling towards the equine, the wind offered nothing free upon its travels and so Shattered, in turn knew little about whoever might be burning the lands he held so dearly. With a deep breath, exhaled from his lungs in silence he came upon the unknown form, and learned many things from his orbs. The newcomer was a mare, and she thoroughly outweighed him in size. Being at least two hands higher then the splattered King she reached such a height that Shattered almost took a moment to simply gaze at the tip of her auds; for they seemed to touch the sky.
Her flames did not cease, and he could feel some vague emotion begin to well from the depths. He pushed it away, his voice holding a note of seemingly warning as he spoke at the mare. “I would appreciate it if you could hold your flames at bay; they do nothing for the surrounding area if left master-less and free of will.” His tone was icy, for he wasn’t at all thrilled at her display. Whether she liked her power or not it did not matter to him, at least now, but he wouldn’t allow the surrounding area to become a charred wasteland because of her flaunting.
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Post by lostsoul on Aug 27, 2009 17:01:17 GMT -5
The black mare pricks her audits as she hears someone approch. Finaly the stag has shown himself. Quite small and thin to her but she was naturaly big after all she was a fresian. She turned to face the stallion as he spoke “I would appreciate it if you could hold your flames at bay; they do nothing for the surrounding area if left master-less and free of will. One of her ears flew back, and another perked forward. How was playing with her flames wrong. But oh well, at least he asked and didn't tell her to. She didn't really listen when stallions told her to do something. but then she takes a step back and removes the flames from under her large hooves, but some few flames she leaves crackling off of her pelt. She looks at him then tips her crown slightly. "I appolagize, I didn't realize that i would harm your land much.." She says in monotone as she flicks her tail over her rump again. She liked the land, it seemed barren, not full of life. She wanted to stay here but he would have to allow her to. Yet she tilts her large crown to the side And looks at the stag. "Well, now that you have arrived, I have come to ask to stay on this land..." She says shifting her weight to her left hind leg, She then shakes her head realizing, that she has forgotten to intruduce her self "And might i add that My name is Silent Angel" She says softly, and waiting for him to say something.
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Post by FireFlyDragon on Sept 3, 2009 14:12:31 GMT -5
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
Shattered
No tomorrow No tomorrow
His calm, indifferent gaze showed no sign of surprise as the mare took notice of him, for he had spent much history, and much of his past in perfecting his nearly impenetrable persona. Well, almost. Some individuals might be able to crack him in the future, though that was a hearty might. Returning his attentions to the mare though he found a look that resembled something of confusion. For a moment all was quiet, and Shattered was prepared for her refusal of his lyrics. Oddly enough the large mare listened, though maybe not full heartedly as her flames died down to mostly embers upon her lyrics.
The stallion was even annoyed more so at her seemingly innocent answer she gave for such actions. She didn’t know huh? His face showed nothing more then a slow blink, and most would take this movement as a bodily function, and not of a sign of controlled emotion. His interest perked as more words flowed from her ebony plush, and he found himself wondering about her, if only a little. “Really, why would you need my permission?” His voice was quiet, and rich, though if heard with seasoned auds it still held a sliver of ice. Shattered knew she was a new comer, and he really didn’t venture far from the borders of Agni-Kai. So the stallion found it difficult to believe she knew of his position, and asking for his permission was either out of good nature for the king, or simply naivety.
But upon her last set of lyrics he gave a small smile, dipping his head slightly at her introduction. “Shattered” Was all that leaked from his maw, his cream daggers stirring up dust upon their movements. He turned slightly, his side now the major view of the mare as he allowed more from his lungs. “You have no need for my permission. The land is for those of fire, so if you wield it-” His orbs slipped to her form. “You can walk upon it all you want.”
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Post by lostsoul on Sept 3, 2009 18:27:19 GMT -5
She watches the stallion as his eyes move across her bod. She snorts softly. She realy did hate it when stags examined her like that. she flicks her tail across her hind as she listens again Really, why would you need my permission?” Her head cocks to the side slightly then says "Because, I have heard that you are the king of this land... I don't like to roam on what dosn't belong to me" She says with a slightly cold smile "Well, without asuring that my presence is known" Her oddly colored eyes watch the stag, as he turns to his side. Shattered was it? She liked the name. But then she tips her crown back in respect. She takes a step back ready to go explore the land, when her ears picked up the sound of his words. You have no need for my permission. The land is for those of fire, so if you wield it-“You can walk upon it all you want.” Her ears slip forward, and she raises her large cranium slightly. That was all she needed to hear. She tips her head in a goodebye sorta fashion. And then pivots on her powerful hind in the opposite direction. She lifts herself from the ground with pure grace, and canters off, farther into the fire realms. knowing that she would see shattered again. In the near future.
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