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 Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 4:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 4:36 pm
Her wings wiggled a bit as she moved throughout the darkening land, and Porsche realized that the sunset had crept up on her faster then she had expected! Her day had been rather uneventful, but it was peaceful at the same time. She was busy taking care of her mother and keeping her company, but just moments ago her father had insisted that she go off and relax for the rest of the evening, stating that he would take care of her and such. Porsche knew that her father's words was true, but she was upset to go. Even though she was older now, she enjoyed spending time with her parents, and especially so now since more children were on the way.
Porsche sighed to herself as her thoughts continued to fluster her, since the biggest problem at hand was now not having any task to do! Porsche liked having something to do, whether it was a small job or a heavy job. She would have to fend by herself for the night, but that was sort of lonely now, wasn't it? Her brothers always seemed to be off and busy, and she was probably holding her parents back or something. At least she could be the helpful babysitter soon?
With a noticeable grunt, the young female picked her pace up while glancing up at the sky, since it was the only thing distracting her from her somewhat-crazy lifestyle. Was she stressed because more siblings were on the way? What if they didn't like her? Would she and her brother's blend with them alright?
Both her mother and father were experts at raising children, and its not like they had a mean bone in their bodies. But still.. Porsche had never felt anxiety or worry before in her life, but at the moment, she was truly noticing its effects!
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 1:53 pm
Kalani has just returned to the wilderness, following a sort of obligatory visit to his mother. It's not that he doesn't love Kali, or even that he doesn't enjoy her company - she doesn't even begrudge him for being gone for months at a time, and always wishes him well when he leaves to depart again. It's just... he feels guilty admitting it to himself; he doesn't always want to bother going so far out of his way to check in with her. And yes, that's what it sometimes feels like to him: a bother. He's always had a rather broad independent streak, even as a very young foal, but the older he grows, the more pronounced it seems to become. Where he once would have been overjoyed to share his discoveries with his family, he's now more concerned with simply experiencing them, and moving on to uncover more.
The stallion refuses to let his isolation overcome him though. What family he has is important to him, and it's with that resolution he continues to travel a week or more, with no other purpose than telling his mother he's still doing well. But, he does too enjoy returning to his endless expedition, and it's with a joyful, coltish little buck he tears down a hill bordering the Kawani village, and pushes off to take to the sky in the valley below.
It's a little later than he typically travels, with the way the sun is threatening to sweep below the horizon, but he's too absorbed with eagerness to get moving again to worry much with the time. In any case, the evening is beautiful, and he couldn't have asked for much better weather.
Presently, he's gliding over a vast, open plain, his ebony-tipped wings moving to support his weight only occasionally, when his altitude threatens to falter. As he flies, his thoughts begin to drift, and at some point Kalani comes to think he will probably travel all night, having spent most of the day in idleness. But with this realization comes the reality he is nowhere near prepared to do so. He's eaten only sparsely today, and that is a problem he will need to resolve if he intends to go long without resting.
Thinking he may soon turns to a decision he will, and with that Kalani tucks his wings and descends toward the earth below. When he begins nearing the ground, he spreads them again, slowing his fall until he lands in the grass with a soft thud, and reigns his stride from a canter, down to a trot, until he stops entirely several steps later. Once his feet are planted, the stallion lifts his head to survey the area, casting his pale eyes across the landscape with his ears pricked attentively.
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 9:34 pm
The mare's clustered thoughts were soon interrupted by a large thump in the distance, and naturally she was curious to see what had caused such a noise. Porsche assumed she was alone at this point in time, so maybe she was hearing things? Ah well, it wouldn't hurt to go find the source of the noise. If anything, it would help her get her mind off her worries and thoughts.
She quickly turned herself and headed uphill, since the noise seemed to have occurred on the other side of the land's natural lump. She started panting lightly as she increased her speed, but she was glad when she had finally made it to the top of the hill. Surprisingly, at the top the land was nice and flat, and she quickly found the source of the noise! It took her a moment to glide her eyes throughout the empty landscape, but she quickly noticed the stallion-like figure that stood only a few feet away from her! Jeez, was she really this distracted?
Either way, the stallion looked as though he was busy, and Porsche wasn't sure how to handle such a situation. Should she approach him? Or should she let him do what he needed to do? A part of her felt jealous, he had a task at hand, and she had nothing! Maybe she could copy him or something...
The mare then abruptly shook her head and decided to approach the stallion, since she loved being friendly when possible! There was no reason to avoid making a friend when given an opportunity. "Um, hello there!" she then said, while awkwardly approaching the back of the stallion. She couldn't help but notice similar designs on the stallion's back and legs.. and this detail made her ponder to herself for a moment. Who was this stallion? And what made him familiar? "I hope I am not disturbing you or anything!" Or startling, really!
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 11:52 pm
The evening is as peaceful down here as it had been up there; little more than a pleasant sort of ordinary meets his eye. He can spot hills rolling lazily far in the distance, and what must be a forest's outer wall situated beyond even that, with nothing but rippling wakes of grass between here and there. The crisp yellow of winter has left them, and the blades are turning a warm sort of deep green under the glow of the setting sun.
He lifts his head, turning his nose on the gentle breeze to test it too. There's a humid crispness in it that warns him of future rain, but it's far off yet, and registers more as recognition than concern. He should have plenty of opportunity before wetness sets in; the worry of finding shelter can be dealt with another time. Aside from that, Kalani scents only the freshness of oncoming spring, and the dampness inherent to evening. All is as it should be; he dips his muzzle to graze, pausing just short of the blades to give them a tentative sniff.
And then a voice shatters what he thought had been his solitude; his ears flick nervously backward. Embarrassed, and admittedly a little startled, the stallion chides himself for being so negligent - but it's an inward notion that does not surface on his features. Still, the voice sounds friendly enough, and he can't begrudge one for being friendly; Kalani is rather social himself.
Putting on a welcoming smile before he turns, the alicorn peers casually over his shoulder and offers a welcoming nod. "Not at all," he assures, then shifting himself to face his greeter more fully. "Was something the matter?" He's doesn't intend to be rude with the inquiry, nor even forward or prying, but he couldn't help noticing what had seemed strikingly like discomfort. If there's anything he can do to help alleviate it, he'd certainly like to offer. And if he's mistaken, then... Hopefully, there's no harm done.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 8:37 pm
The stallion's voice was so kind, and Porsche could only stare in awe for a moment, since her random appearance would have bugged many for sure! "Oh, nothing is the matter!" she then answered, with an innocent pout. "I suppose I was selfishly exploring my curiousness, and that is why I came over to see who you were." Usually the mare was confident and comfortable, but she felt held back at the moment. She hadn't had any new social acquaintances in awhile, so that was probably why she was keeping her words composed and simple.
"Hm." she then said, while staring closely at the bigger stallion, "You look awfully familiar for some reason. Why is that?" Of course, her question was blunt and obvious, but she was completely confused as to why she was not surprised to the stallion's looks in general. He held something completely familiar, and she was astounded by this fact! "I just can't piece it together, but it feels as if I know you or something.. maybe I am just being strange!" And that wouldn't be an oddity, since the mare was, quite often, random like that!
After announcing her question, the mare fixed her footing so that she was more comfortable, and she wisped some of her hair out of her eyes so that she could get a better view of the Soquili that stood in front of her.
"Either way, I suppose I should introduce myself! I am Porsche.. who might you be?" Maybe if she got his name, things would make more sense? Porsche was really doing so out of interest, and out of being polite. Even if she were to find out the stallion's name, she couldn't understand how she might have known him! Did that make her a bad individual? Suddenly, she became very flustered with worry! She just couldn't seem to get a break today!
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 10:40 pm
Content to let the brief silence linger between them, he gives a secretly amused smile in exchange. "There's selfishness in curiosity? I'm certainly glad nobody remembered to inform me!" Goodness knows his lifestyle revolves around the sentiment, and he'd be little more than an embodiment of egotism if it had. Clearly though, he's not bothered by the approach, and is only using jest in hopes of easing her hesitation.
"Hm?" Kalani echos, both making note of her somewhat overt observation, and doing a little casual observing himself. It's nice to be able to put faces with voices, after all, and to be able to recognize them, should he encounter them again. But in all his extensive travels, he's never seen anyone quite like her. Ordinarily, this wouldn't prove especially noteworthy. Individuals are individuals, and he has of course come to expect at least some degree of uniqueness in them. It isn't that which snags his attention though; it's the mark on her chest in particular, the arrow which echoes his own, and those of his siblings.
Someone he met once had commented on his runes. He had been a colt at the time, and had readily reasoned the remark away, thinking them dreadfully ordinary. And here he is years later, much more worldly, and much more aware the markings he bears are almost certainly gifts from his mysterious ghost of a father. Barring his brother and sister, he's never seen anyone else with his arrow 'til now.
Kalani grins knowingly at her inquiry, despite being unable to explain it entirely. "I have an arrow as well," he says nonchalantly, allowing his gaze to drift to her own, sheerly for the sake of indication, and then pulling it back again when she begins offering introductions. "I'm Kalani," he replies, bowing his head until his forelock sweeps over one eye.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 7:39 am
"Kalani.." she then said, while putting the name in her own mind to remember, "the arrows.. that's what it is!" Obviously the stallion was much keener then her, and she only grinned with excitement, since he had noticed what brought them together in familiarness as well. "My father has markings all over him, and I seemed to aquire the exact same ones as he. My brothers have some markings on them as well, but they look more like my mother. Though.. I seemed to snag my mother's wings.." she paused slightly, while realizing she was in a ramble. "But I suppose that's what happens when traits get mixed!"
With a cheerful nod, she went back to wondering about Kalani, and decided to pursue asking him about his own life. "And what about you? Do you have any siblings or parents with this marking?" There had to be come of connection.. or was it merely a coincidence? Porsche then realized she had a mystery on her hands, and it was one that she would definitely explain to her father if they both needed some guidance. But, the mare was hopeful that they could figure it out themselves, since she was older now and more able to do such things.
"I've always found my dad's marking to be beautiful, he is dark colored like me, but he carries the same markings on his body in an array of rainbows. I think its cool that my markings are pink, since my mother is bright and pink.." So what did that mean for the stallion? "What about your markings, they are of a beautiful blue color. I don't mean to pry.. but did you inherit them specifically from one of your parents?"
Porsche then quieted herself, since she pondered if she was being childish or annoying. The stallion in front of her looked so composed and poised, and she was definitely the opposite. She was emitting a certain childishness that many could have interpreted as foolish! "Heh, I tend to talk a lot, forgive me!" she then said, with a light bow.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 12:17 pm
It's certainly clear one can't accuse her of being an introvert. Kalani doesn't mind though, and listens quietly to whatever she feels like sharing, offering a smile or an understanding nod now and then. He can't help feeling a little glad for her, too; it sounds to him like her family is a close one. And yes, those things happen - "Sometimes," he adds brightly.
"Mine?" he starts, purposefully creating a pause. One can gather he either hadn't been expecting the inquiry so suddenly, or he's not entirely sure what he'll say. Regardless, he begins again a moment later. "My brother and sister are black, like our mother, but they both have markings like mine. I don't know my father, like you do, but experience leads me to believe those are gifts from him."
Gifts... Kalani has wondered from time to time what he'll say if he ever meets his sire; some very small part of him doesn't think of the figure too kindly. It's tough, raising three children alone, and whoever it is had left his mother to carry that burden alone. That very small part of him resents it; he dearly loves his mother.
But, now, it's neither here nor there. He's not one to be taken in by unsavory notions, and is still smiling cheerfully. "Your guess is as good as mine." They won't get anywhere this way, though, and Kalani has a suspicion. "Tell me, Porsche, do you know a Hokulani?" The stallion has kept close tabs on his family; he knows Hototo has no children, nor has Kali had more, and he certainly has none himself. Lani, though... She'd disappeared shortly after adulthood, off doing whatever it is young mares do when they're taken with youthful whimsy. If she and he are related, it will be through Lani, or his unknown father.
"And there's no need for apologies!" he adds with a decisive nod.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 9:46 am
She listened to the stallion as carefully as she could, and her eyes were telling her reaction since they were even wider then before at this point. The stallion spoke of their markings as gifts, and Porsche found that unbelievable in a sense. He was certainly wise beyond his years, whereas Porsche was still so young and innocent. She had a lot to learn apparently, but she was glad to be learning it from this individual especially. It was also surprising that the stallion did not know his own father, and that made the mare sad for a moment. She couldn't imagine life without her father, so Kalani was certainly strong, wasn't he?
Rather then prying on that subject, she only answered his question politely, since she didn't want to upset him in any way. "Hokulani.. I don't think so." Had her father ever mentioned such a name? The mare took a moment to pout her nose and think, and her wings wiggled naturally as she tried hard to remember. "If my father had mentioned such a name, he probably did it quietly, since that's how he is." She paused slightly, while glancing back up at Kalani. "My dad's name is Hesperos, and his father's name is Aurorealis.." she really did love her grandfather, but when she thought about it, who was her father's mother? Maybe she was on to something here?
But, at the same time, a part of her wondered if it was even her own business to pry! Instead of attaching herself to such an issue, she only smiled back at the stallion before making any accusations, and decided to use the time they had together to continue on with some delightful conversation. "Is Hokulani someone you know, Kalani?" she then asked, with a calm nod. After repeating both names after one another, she realized they sounded very similar. "Such pretty names.." Her brothers and her had random names themselves, so it was another reason why she couldn't make any accusations!
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 3:11 pm
If she doesn't know a Hokulani... But he's reluctant to dismiss the possibility entirely; the resemblance is too uncanny, however small. Porsche offers only two names though, and he responds with a very slightly arched brow. "And your grandmother?"
Lani, a grandmother... Suddenly, the stallion is very aware of his age. He doesn't feel ancient, exactly, but it's an odd sensation, realizing one is old enough for his hypothetical children to have children of their own. He hardly knows where the time has gone, and can only imagine how Kali must feel by now. Perhaps he's only just come to know how precious time really is, and how little there is of it.
Now isn't the time for being introspective though; he gives his mane a toss that both jars his thoughts and sweeps his forelock from his eye. "Lani is my sister," he says, grinning a little. "Our brother, Hototo, has stayed in touch, but it's been a long time since I last heard from her." Kalani doesn't sound particularly concerned, like he's quite certain she's a big girl and very capable of taking care of herself, but there's some curiosity there too. He is perhaps like any other brother wondering about his little sister, in that respect.
"Thank you, though I surely can't take the credit." He seems amused by the thought, and grins anew.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:56 pm
So maybe it was all true! Porsche felt jittery at the thought of discovering family without her father's guidance, and a part of her also felt very mature and intelligent from her mind's gatherings. "You sister, and a grandmother. How awesome!" So, she and Kalani really were related, weren't they? "Hmm.. do you happen to have any children yourself, Kalani?" Her question may have been a bit random, but it was polite enough in sound. She wasn't referring that he was old, of course. "I was just wondering if there was more family out there to meet."
With a bouncy grin, the mare then shifted her hooves so that she wasn't as still in her posture. She could stand and act relaxed now, since Kalani wasn't some random stallion or anything! They had a unique connection, and even if Porsche didn't understand it one hundred percent, she knew it was a cool situation to meet some new family!
"Oh, did your mother name you all?" she then asked, with a comforting innocence to her voice. "And your brother, what is he like? I can probably guess that he is very kind like yourself!" So Kalani came from a family that sounded structurally similar to her own? One sibling he saw, and one he didn't. "Your family sounds just like mine.. I'm very close with one of my brothers, but there is another that I rarely see." Everhart was distant, but Porsche still loved him!
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 2:08 pm
It seems she may have misunderstood his intentions; the stallion's expression shifts to a more embarrassed, apologetic grin. "Well, I'm not certain of that." He had meant to ask if she knew her grandmother, but still... If she doesn't, he doesn't doubt it could be Lani after all.
A moment later, he adds "I'd be curious to know if she is, though." His sister, a grandmother... Kalani is still taken aback by the thought; she hadn't even told their mother.
But Porsche's inquiry catches him even more unawares, and in his surprise, he flashes a more sincere smile. It has contentment in it, like he is perhaps not the sort to ache for companionship, and probably doesn't seek a soul as wayward as his. "Not I," he replies, casually. Some day, he may meet someone to change him, but for now, Kalani is more than content to spend his age with only his own whims to guide him.
Courtesy would typically suggest he return the question, but something in her manner discourages him. She seems young; too young, he decides, abandoning the thought in favor of the next she offers. "She did." After all, Kali had been alone in her burden; there was no one else to name them. "And what about yourself?"
He pauses, presumably collecting his thoughts and contemplating his answer. Kalani never has been very good at this; he tends to be rather forward and rash with his thoughts, but describing another takes sincere consideration. "Hoto's steadfast and quiet; something of a loner, I'd say. He watches over a blind boy near the human village."
"Rarely?" he queries afterward, curiously flicking an ear. "He returns occasionally, then?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 1:41 pm
"He.. he is random with his returns. Last time he returned for food, and then fled when he was full!" With a laugh, the mare shook her head before continuing on. "I've been staying by my mother's side recently because there are more children on the way, and Everhart comes and goes I suppose. He is very distant though, and we are always trying to figure out why." It was a pity, really. Porsche and her other brother were quite eccentric in their speech, but that didn't influence Everhart to act any different. She still loved her brother, but it was hard to understand his awkward moments and what not. He was just so.. different! "Awhile ago he asked me for help, since he wanted to regain some social skills and confidence. I hope to help him once the new kids arrive." He probably hated the fact he had to wait for her guidance, and that the new children were the cause of the wait!
"Ah, my parents named me and my siblings for our personalities. It worked out well! Must be a parent-child connection." Something she wouldn't understand for awhile! But that was ok. She enjoyed living through her innocence. When Porsche also considered the possibilities of their siblings being linked in personality nature, that made her smile with a hint of hope. "If only our two brothers could meet, they may be able to understand each other better then us to them!" Or anyone to them, really!
It was hard for her to understand Everhart's pleas and demands, but life was all about the learning experiences she could find. He really was a tough one, but the mare refused to give up.
"Do you have any children of your own?" she then asked, with bright eyes. "Not that I am implying an age difference or anything.. I am just wondering!" A safe giggle then escaped from her mouth, since she refused to come off as rude to the stallion!
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 5:04 pm
Distant, with sparse returns... Her brother certainly sounds familiar. Allowing himself something of an amused, inward grin, Kalani listens with little more than a singular nod. Only once she comes to a pause does he finally add his reply. "Some of us are like that," the stallion says first, offering a knowing smile. "Do you feel there must be a reason?" He's quite certain he hasn't one; it's neither here nor there though.
"Regardless, I'm sure he understands." Her brother must, if he's even half as close as she seems convinced he is - and that's something he takes for what she says. He has no cause to pretend he knows them, and it's hardly his place to shatter her confidence with possibilities. "Maybe some day," he offers instead, smiling anew... Despite it seeming somewhat unlikely.
Kalani likes to think he has a fine grasp on his family, though... Even if his family does seem only his mother and his brother, at times. He's grown to be quite content with it; there are, after all, others with even less. Certainly, there are times he can't comprehend them, and times he wonders if he has grandparents, or nephews out there somewhere. But Kali and Hoto are his family, not his curiosities, and he can't argue with that.
"Me?" he echos, grinning again. If Porsche isn't set on his having foals of his own, she's doing a respectable job of making it seem like she is; he's certain she's asked once before. "I'm sorry to disappoint your wondering, but I don't." Still, there's no emptiness in it. Kalani doesn't sound unhappy to be both mate-less and foal-less.
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