✖ Tesni is a shy, and unsure with little hope left in her heart. Though it is changing, slowly, each day. She is learning to love herself, to believe she is more than what others believe her to be. She is growing to see past the monster she believed she was. She is sweet, and learning to be strong in her convection. She fumbles though, from time to time her doubts get the better of her and she weeps. Tesni is loyal though, to both Koletis and Isuru. Vein too if truth be told. She sees nothing but good in each and every one of them, and often times she is the one reminding Koletis that he is worth more than he believes.
There is a dream in her heart, to one day be strong enough to help others see the goodness in them. To offer a home to those that would not otherwise have one. To bring love and joy to the 'monsters' of the world. Giving those that have been cast off by the rest a place to live happily.
Isuru is a saucy, mouthy brazen little thing. She doesn't seem to understand her size or if she does she doesn't let it hold her back. She's very straight to the point and becomes exasperated rather easily. Her rivalry with Vein dictates a lot of what she does. She isn't afraid to tell you what for regardless of who you are.
These are the Words we've Woven Entrants: Of The Epidemic [ Ice Mare - Tesni ; Blood Mouse - Isuru ] Parasitic Candii [ Blood Stallion - Koletis ; Ice Mouse - Vein]
Soquili's Relationship Tesni and Koletis don’t actually know each other; they are strangers walking the same path. Bound together by those that fear what is different, and unable to break away from the slot they have been given in life. They are so similar in story that if you replaced one with the other it would hardly cause a ripple of difference.
Mice's Relationship Isuru and Vein are rivals and friends. Born together in the same colony of mice, reared for the same purpose, and set on the same path; there has always been some competition between the two. Yet, there seems to be a bond there as well, willing to back each other up should the need arise. Isuru refuses to let anyone shove Vein off his pillar except her. Vein refuses to see Isuru fall at the paws of anyone but himself; and in the end, neither are willing to give up on their goals.
How it all came to be
Tesni can hardly remember her parents, or what life was like before she was the Northern Wasteland queen. Sometimes she dreams of what her family was, though she isn’t sure if they are memories or simply locked away wishes. The earliest she can remember is waking up tucked under a shrub, the wind biting at her flesh. Confusion is the most prominent emotion, followed closely by fear. The icy mare remembers wandering around seeking someone, anyone, to help her and eventually happening upon a village. Some of her fondest memories are of her time spent with people. She grew strong under their care, and became a saving grace during the cold winter months; seemingly one with the ice and snow as she was.
But all good things come to an end, or so they say, and this was no different. A Skinwalker happened upon their village and it tore through Tesni’s home. Enraged by the loss of so many, the ice mare confronted the Skinwalker; a naturally stupid thing to do, but luck was on her side. Ice and snow had always been Tesni’s friends and the Skinwalker was ill prepared for such weather conditions. Tesni managed to lead the monster away from the village and off into the wilds where, by some twist of fate, she managed to beat the animal back. It was her good fortune that the Skinwalker had already been injured before happening upon the village.
However, when Tesni returned to her village it was gone, all that had survived had cleared out. To where she did not know, and though she searched with clamoring hoofs and a hopeful heart, still she could not find them. Stories of the attack spread, and over time were twisted, until Tesni was no longer the hero of the story but the villain. She became the monster of the Northern Wasteland, the Ice Queen, someone to be feared and avoided. She was an outcast and shunned for her violent nature, the horns of a demon she has, the eyes of a devil. Alone is what she was, desperate for a friend, her deepest wish to just be accepted once more. It was this wish that was answered by the mice, by Isuru who had set off on her own journey to find the blood torn stallion, and instead ended up at Vein’s ice covered mare. While Vein was pulled by that same wish to none other than Isuru’s stallion.
That stallion had long since been a revered member of his herd, a strong soul with love to give and even more love to receive. Koletis’s life had been a perfect one, but all that is light must succumb to darkness with time. For this stallion, it was the night that fate intervened with a kiss of ill fortunate, causing his herd to stay settled on their journey for merely hours later than they had intended.
With the dim light of the sky being all that lit their way, one of the mares had fallen and sustained a deep wound that needed treating. Of course none were willing to leave behind their injured comrade with her bulging belly, a few new souls ready to enter the world any day; Still, it was with much fussing and debate that they finally convinced the feisty little mare to give in and stay, unwilling as they all were to move on the subject of her health, and the herd settled in for a few peaceful hours of rest that would, unfortunately, only last until sunrise. The next morning, as fate would have it, found them under attack. Koletis had jumped into action with the others when it had started, but it had mattered little. In the end everything had been lost, save for his life.
Torn asunder, toyed with and played by his own personal nightmare, Koletis had escaped that damned Skinwalker by inflicting a deep gash along its hind leg, allowing him to flee. It was that same injury that carried with the Skinwalker on through Tesni’s village, and would later be his undoing.
Spared by a bit of quick needle work and some cruel joke, or so it seemed, the golden child that had been so beloved by his herd now found himself alone. Shunned as a monster, his own story spiraled into a new tale that told of the death that followed this stallion, once a hero, now the nightmare that walked the forest. He wondered at how his life had turned on its head so quickly, like a mere flip of a coin. Honestly, what hope did he have of ever finding happiness of that caliber again? The warmth and comfort of having friends and family close; he didn’t think he was meant for such things anymore, though he wished for them dearly. Little did he know, hope would present itself in the form of a little mouse by the name of Vein. A mouse that at first would be quite displeased, but given time, would brighten like reflected sun against morning ice, and glisten just the same. His life would have meaning again, he would just have to learn patience.
Right now, though neither Tesni nor Koletis know it yet, they would soon be set on a path to find what they desperately sought. For, if nothing else, Isuru and Vein would always find each other, and together they just might have the answer to their charges’ wishes.
What the future holds
I’m not sure what I expected, but this wasn’t it. – Isuru and Vein are pretty much dragging their respective pony companion cross-country to meet each other. Tiny wish granting mice? Yeah pretty much. In the end Tesni and Koletis get to meet for the first time. I’m sure things won’t go as planned, and it will be a slew of fun.
Happily Ever After; usually isn’t – Or at the very least it takes work. Obviously meeting for the first time isn’t going to fix all their problems. It’s going to take work to get to know each other, find out each others secrets and maybe heal some of that damage done to them. After all, years of neglect doesn’t wash away in a day.
Hi, my name is ____ and I’m a good pony. – Years of being called monster, horror, nightmare, frozen ice queen, and eventually some part of you starts to believe it. You start to hate that part, and eventually parts of yourself. They are going to need some help, from each other and their mice, to remember what it was like when they were ‘good people’. Then to in turn be able to tell others how they feel, to stop those from drawing conclusions about them, and set the record straight; if they know nothing else, they know for a fact that they are good ponies.
We have been there, and together we will be your shelter. – Would really love for them to maybe start either a small herd or something like a reform center? We want to see a place where those that have had similar troubles can come and find solace; basically a place that you can call home no matter what you look like. It would be nice to see the two come full circle and learn to love themselves enough so that they can help others out as well.
I’m still learning to love, just starting to crawl. – (Love love LOVE that song.) Anyway, pretty much puts it into perspective; neither have ever had a mate. They are learning to love themselves, and now they have to learn to love another? But how do you do that when you are pretty much readily attached at the hip? How do you break away from your support and fall all over again? Why would you do that? Or do you even really need to?
There are other plots we have in mind but those are some of the big ones. If we can manage it, we would love to see a revisit from the Skinwalker maybe? Or something like that, it would just be interesting I think. Maybe a love triangle? We don’t know yet!
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