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 Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 11:03 pm
 Such an odd sensation... Grass beneath Sylwanin's hooves. She felt so... heavy. In her natural plane, she had been weightless, elegantly striding across vast galaxies people had never even dreamed of. But here. Here she felt as clumsy as a newborn filly, or at least as... inexperienced... as a yearling. Sylwanin was really quite embarrassed by how gracelessly she moved, and she was practicing out in the Greater Herd Plains, where there were few Azrein and her Bonded wouldn't be looking for her. She slowed to a stop, and looked down at her hooves, and then leaned forward, folding her front legs slowly, then tucking under her back legs, and lowering her body gently, closing her eyes a moment, and calming herself-she'd been running quite some time, and had worked up a bit of a sweat- another new sensation. She stretched her neck lightly, and started nibbling on some of the nearby grasses gently, quietly.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 11:32 pm
 Eric had just finished rolling in the fine grass of the field. He was all cleaned up after a wonderful hunt and was looking for something else interesting to amuse him. His steps were light and silent on the grass and he nearly stumbled over a mare! Egad where had she come from. He snarled his fangs glinting evilly in the twilight. He was...not at his best when he was startled that was for sure. "What are you doing out here? I could have crushed you by accident. Although how I missed your vibrant mane and tail I will never understand."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 8:32 am
Sylwanin let out a slightly startled whinny, scrambling a bit, trying to get to her hooves, and looking at the stallion as he spoke to her, blinking and then staring at his... fangs. Those were fangs, and he looked decidedly angry with her. "O-oh, I...I was... I'm not, that is..." she started to stammer in her lilting, lyrical way, before closing her eyes. She was born of the sky, and she would have better vernacular and grace than that! "If you must know, Fanged One, I was practicing at running... I am not used to having something pressing against my hooves whenever I walk..." she spoke, and then blinked. That... had sounded slightly insane on her behalf. "I doubt you would crush me- I am only a little bit shorter than you..." she added on, drawing herself up to demonstrate. Actually, he stood with his head over her ears fully. she tossed her man slightly, sighing. "And what are you doing out here? Who do you sing with?" she asked, meaning who he was bonded to. The thought hadn't occurred to her that Terrestrial Azrein might choose not to bond to a human quite yet.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:57 am
Fanged One? Ooh he liked that, stroked his vampiric pride it did. "What did you do before? Float?" A little shorter, he snorted mentally. She was almost miniature. His lips twitched. He was still flustered at being caught of balance. "I ...I um er... I was hunting and had just caught something..." Thankfully he had cleaned his fangs and face already. Some that didn't know him found it ghastly. "I "sing" with Edward Drake." He assumed that was what she was talking about. "Who do you sing with?" He asked. She certainly hadn't got out much that was for sure. "Next time you lay down, try not to do it before a hill, its hard to see what is on the other side when one is loping." Hrmmm. He wasn't sure about her yet. She was... well it was hard to describe. Perhaps she was a six in disguise but she seemed like she wasn't from around here.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 1:37 pm
"Yes, actually. I traveled the skies high above with three others, but when I heard the song, the dream I came to my chosen. He is a lovely creature named Yasriel, although he usually goes by the name Yabriel..." Sylwanin replied quietly, still almost half-singing, half humming her words. Then, she glanced up at him, and smiled at his advice. "Kind of like... lying down in a crater... yes, I can understand that, then... So, where do you hail from? What are you?" she asked, moving closer, curious, tilting her head slightly so she could peer at him with her golden eyes quietly.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 10:42 pm
"Currently I'm from the castle, but once long ago I was from the land below." She was an odd creature she was to be from among the stars. Eric got a worried expression on his face as she got closer. "I, I am a vampire," He said with pride. "I drink blood and I slink around at night and pester my chosen."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 8:16 am
She smiled softly, and then turned about, a bit wobbly. When she was more or less facing him, she gave him a curious look. "You don't look like one for 'slinking'. You look too proud and fearsome for that..." she smiled lightly, "What is it like to bite somebody?" she asked, watching him as she leaned forward, long mane pooling around her like molten gold as she took a mouthful of grass quietly.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 7:43 pm
Eric puffed up at that. She was ever so good at stoking pride. And he had to admit he did preen a bit at her words. "Biting is a wondrous thing. I can make it not hurt and have it be as sensual as ever or if I don't bother it can be horribly painful so I try not to get so hungry that I can't control myself. It fills a need so powerful it is hard to explain. However you need not worry as I have fed recently." He remembered the tasty rabbit with relish.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 7:59 pm
She lifted her head at that, and pondered to herself on what it must feel like, and tried to picture what it must look like. And then found herself frowning slightly and turned back to him. "What did you eat? Do other Azrein feed you, or humans, or those small things with... oh, what were they called... Yasriel told me once... Oh! Right, deer. Do you eat deer?" she asked, and then paused a moment, as if hearing something he couldn't. "Yasriel is coming this way... Would you like to meet him? He has a lovely, deep voice, and a fondness for Azrein that is quite comforting... and he can pick that twig out of my mane, behind my ear... or, oh, could you?" she asked, turning her head so he could see the twig that was tangled into her mane, about halfway down her neck.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 8:08 pm
"I eat deer and rabbits and occasionally my chosen with give me cow or goat blood. Sometimes I bite him when he is being especially pesty. I could get the twig out if you like." He said and gently pulled it out of her mane, mindful of not pulling on it too hard. "Yasreil sounds interesting," He mused. Most humans bored him..cept Ed, he was his own comedy act. Eric snorted and spat out the twig. Blegh wood.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 8:38 pm
((Switching post style))
"Oi! Sylwanin, my beautiful song! Where did you go!" a resonant baritone voice called over the plains, carrying well from almost a hundred feet or so, and Sylwanin grinned widely, and tilted back her head, before rearing up and whinnying a beautiful, lilting cry, before she landed before Eric, eyes dancing happily as only an Azrein reunited with her Chosen might have. She bowed her head slightly, and then stepped around Eric slowly, heading toward her human, who had a long black cloak, patterned like her own hide, a sign of their bond, with a blood-red cotton shirt, and black cloth pants underneath. As she moves closer, she looks far more graceful than when she's trying to be, and the tanned male smiles, tugging his hood down gently, and freeing his long, pure white hair, reaching out and hugging her gently, face pressing against her as they silently converse, and then he peeks at Eric, and offers him a somewhat knowing smile.
"Hello, Eric... How are you? Syl here will relay anything you say to me," he speaks softly, staying by her as she turns, reverting to her clumsiness again.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 7:46 pm
(Eric : o.O)
Ed never sang when he saw him. Hmmf. Eric snorted and nodded to the newcomer when he looked at him. "Hello sir." He said politely. This certainly was a handsome man as humans went. Not that Eric himself cared having a handsome chosen himself. But he thought this mare was lucky to have such a close association with that lovely voice. "How fare you today?" He asked.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 8:41 pm
"'Sir'? Hehe, that's a new one, Eric... Please, call me Yasriel or Yabriel or Yabri, like that rest of the world...And I fare much better now that the melody of my heart is beside me again," Yabriel grinned broadly, giving Sylwanin a gentle pat on the shoulder and a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, hush, Yabri, my friend... you make me blush..." Sylwanin giggled, like a little filly, and then looked to Eric, winking lightly. "Isn't he something else?" she giggled, and then nuzzled him affectionately.
"Syl, my sweet little Filly, I can still hear you, even if you leave out what he says... and I'm not 'something else'. I'm the only Yasriel you will ever know..." he laughed, a deep, hearty sound.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 8:49 pm
Eric snorted. These two almost sounded like he and Edward cept with less good natured razing. "So how did you two meet? I met my chosen in the middle of a storm at the castle, we were introduced by the King himself. Who has an uncanny ability for descent matches or so it was with us anyway."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 9:28 pm
The pair exchanged a quiet, almost inside-joke look, before turning back and speaking at the same time. "We met in a dreamland," they spoke, a beautiful, complimentary duet, pleasant on the ears and speaking of a bond that most formed after years of being together. They leaned in towards each other again, leaning on one another.
"When I woke up from the dream, I said her name, and she came to me," Yabri smiled, remembering quite well, as it was only... a few months ago? Yeah, months. He nodded slightly, and then turned around. "Well, as long as you're safe, hun... I'll head back. Don't stay out too long... or Eric might just have to chase you home to me..." Yabriel laughed, and Syl smiled, and then turned back to Eric.
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Such an odd sensation... Grass beneath Sylwanin's hooves. She felt so... heavy. In her natural plane, she had been weightless, elegantly striding across vast galaxies people had never even dreamed of. But here. Here she felt as clumsy as a newborn filly, or at least as... inexperienced... as a yearling. Sylwanin was really quite embarrassed by how gracelessly she moved, and she was practicing out in the Greater Herd Plains, where there were few Azrein and her Bonded wouldn't be looking for her. She slowed to a stop, and looked down at her hooves, and then leaned forward, folding her front legs slowly, then tucking under her back legs, and lowering her body gently, closing her eyes a moment, and calming herself-she'd been running quite some time, and had worked up a bit of a sweat- another new sensation. She stretched her neck lightly, and started nibbling on some of the nearby grasses gently, quietly. 
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