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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:42 am
 Vanya stretched out under the trees, various work bags around her filled with metals, precious gems and tools. She was a little ways away from the nesting grounds and was happily enjoying the silence, crafting bracelets for no purpose other than keeping herself busy. She was currently working on a silver piece of wire, twisting and bending it into different shapes before cutting them off with a tool resting at her feet. Beside her was the bracelet; a thin metal chain that had taken her quite a few attempts to get right. Little loops hung from the chains and she would hang the charms she'd made from these loops.
Placing the wire aside for a moment so she could stand and walk in a circle, Vanya stretched her legs and let out a sigh of relief. She wasn't used to sitting still for so long; but for some reason she felt like being on her own and doing her own thing today. Perhaps it was in the weather. As it was, she'd have to return soon seeing as it was nearing time for dinner. Her stomach rumbled a little and she realised she couldn't quite wait that long and decided to hunt for some berries to snack on while she was here. Covering her bags with a branch, she moved forward through the trees to the edge of the forest.
It didn't take her long to find the berry bush and she stuck her nose in, taking a few mouthfuls. A few berries burst as she did so and covered her coat with juices. She grunted and frowned, eying the purple stain. "That'll be there for a while..," she mumbled with a frown. "I'll have to ask someone to help me clean it."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 9:59 am
 Munch, munch munch...
Voodoo had spotted the berry bush earlier on in the day during the Horde's treck through the area. It had been a while since any new soquili had been sighted and Voodoo got the distinct impression there were hunters in the woods. Still, they had passed with no major events for which the troll stallion was greatful at least for now. He had seen evidence of others living nearby but ordered the Horde to rest for the rest of the day before venturing out there to investigate. The large stallion also had a weakness for berries and used the break to his advantage.
Munch, munch, munch...
They were sweet and cool in the shade and he worked his way through the bush. A few stray leaves got in the way but Voodoo wasn't known to be a tidy eater and they joined the berries. The only thing that gave pause to the munching was the arrival of a pale figure close by who seemed to also be interested in his berries. He gave the mare a look over and had to admit she was quite pretty. Voodoo had a thing for feathers! With a wide grin he raised his head, rising out from the middle of the berry bush like a sea-monster from a lake. "Well heya t'ere! Ya be needing some help wit' t' cleanin'?" He waggled his eyebrows.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 9:49 pm
Jumping back with a fright as the stallion emerged from the bushes, Vanya let out a cry. It took her a second to calm her nerves and a little longer to realise what he had asked; rather cheekily, she noted as he raised his brows. She cleared her throat and held her head high, standing up straight. "It's not polite to sneak up on a lady," she huffed, brows knitted slightly. Eying the stallion more carefully, she became a little more.. careful and guarded. Tusks were just as dangerous as her claws, especially if he was experience with using them. If she ignored those features, the stallion was quite handsome. Strong-built; something she hadn't had much of a taste for at current.
Taking a step back, she eyed her surroundings, eyes gazing into the trees to try and find a branch suitable for an escape. She spotted one and moved casually around. "And how would you help, exactly, with those big tusks in the way?" She was genuinely curious. It'd be hard for him to get so close to her nose without.. She stopped; best not to think of such things. Her claws dug into the ground and flexed. "Are you alone?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 10:35 pm
The troll laughed. It was a deep, throaty laugh that was full of body. "Actually if ya wanna be particular, Ah do believe that ah be here first m'lady. Though ah be apologizin' muchly if ah did anythin' t' disturb ya." He grinned toothily, eying her gorgeous feathers for a moment before nosing a berry. "Seems like ya be enticed by t' sweet fruit also. Though ah not be blamin' ya. Ya be lookin' mightly sweet yaself!." Voodoo winked slyly before answering her questions one by one. "If by bein' alone ah be givin' express orders t' not be followed then yeah. Ah got a few mates near by but they be prolly off on t'eir own quests." In fact he had been rather adamant about that single request. Nami was starting to be a little 'obvious' with her interested, enough so that the dense stallion finally caught wind of it. She had been consistantly within his shadow for the past few weeks and as much as he enjoyed the attention she was just not Malis.
Ahh... now that was a mare he would love to have following in his shadow. The large troll got an almost dreamy look upon his face as he let his mind wander over the memories of her curves, her dreads, they were short then, with intricate gold bangles woven between them, her perky little tusks and sharp manner. He loved the way she would flock her tail at him and scowl whenever he came by. She was a fierce little mare but he knew that she really wanted him deep down inside and wanted to be his mate who would let him lead her to safe pastures and let him take care of her...
He was broken out of his reverie as the feathered mare wandered over some leaves that crinkled between her toes. "As fer helpin' out ya might find ah can be pretty soft when ah be needin' ta be."
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 7:38 am
It took Vanya a moment to figure out what the strange stallion before her was saying. His accent was strong and she wasn't use to such things; though the.. exoticness of it was intriguing. She huffed for a moment when she realised he was calling her out in return; but calmed herself when he apologised. The wink and the way he spoke made Vanya blush; she was used to compliments of course, but there was something about the carefree attitude of this stallion that.. ruffled her feathers more than it should. Shaking her head, she cleared her throat and was about to speak when she noticed him go off into a trance.
Mouth slightly agape, she watched him with a brow arched and wondered if perhaps this stallion had been knocked in the head too much. Perhaps run into too many trees? As quickly as he'd gone into the stupor, he snapped out of it and once again the thick accent made her blush.
"Yes.." she coughed lightly. "Well I'll be sure to keep that in mind.."
Pursing her lips slightly, she frowned a little and shifted her wait. "It would be polite to give your name in the presence of a lady such as myself. It's the least you could do."
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 2:07 am
"Well sure! Mah mistake fer not rememberin' right of t' bat! " The large stallion's eyes twinkled, the deep ruby red showing his merriment and yet a little chagrin. "Ah be Voodoo of t' Zandalari, ah be comin' from vereh far away from t' village o' Yojamba. If ya lucky, mebbeh one day ah be takin' ya t'ere t' see t' luscious foliage an' delicious flowers an' fruit!" He grinned toothily and gave her a low bow, the sight slightly spoiled by the fact that he was still chest deep in the berry bushes. "Though ah be doubtin' t' flower's beauty could be a match fer ya own or t' fruits bein' close t' ya delicious smell..." Voodoo finally decided to wade out of the bushes, his pale blue coat covered in dark tattoos and berry stains. Taking a glance down he chuckled lowly. "It be lookin' like ya not be t' only one who be needin' a bit o' a scrub down. Feel like joinin' mahself in t' near by river? Ah can be helpin' ya out if ya be thinkin' of doin' t' same. Wouldn't want that pretty coat o' your be keepin' that shade o' pink around ya muzzle."
Not even waiting for her reply, he sauntered over towards the direction of the river. His confidence was outmatched, his 'manlyness' was extruding from every pore... and his brains still gave a little to be desired. Still, he remembered enough to turn around with another wink. "Ya gonna follow, or are ya too shy t' show off that stunning physique of ya own?" Not the best of compliments but his heart was in the right place.
Suddenly he stopped and turned around, "Oh! Ah be so taken aback by ya beauty ah be forgettin' t' ask. Ya got a name as delightful as ya looks there or ya be keepin' it a secret for dalliance sake?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 9:42 pm
His accent was still heavy and Vanya was still having troubles with it, but she managed to decipher it faster this time than she had the last. Voodoo. An odd name, but he came from an odd place by the sounds of it. She'd never heard of Yojamba or the Zandalari.. It sounded pleasant enough and she smiled for a moment before his compliment came to her attention and she blushed profusely. "Ah, thank you. I'm sure it's lovely, but my place is here."
She took a careful step back as he emerged from the bushes and eyed him over. His coat was covered in dark markings and his physique screamed strength. She wondered if he was a warrior or something of the sorts. At least if he wasn't her enemy she'd be safe around him for the time being. Not that she worried about her safety in the territory of the Flock - it was just a nice comfort.
Vanya eyed the direction of the river and shrugged. She'd be going there anyway so she might as well go when she had company and help. She followed after him, steps graceful and small. "My name is Vanya." She pursed her lips and frowned lightly. Her introduction wasn't as interesting as his and that bothered her a little. "Dancer and crafter in the Flock," she added quickly, but proudly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 3:49 pm
"Dancer an' crafter huh?" The large stallion was confused for a moment before twitching his ears. "Ah be knowin' whatcha be doin' as a dancer," he grinned toothily, eyebrows waggling up and down, "but ah not be knowin' much about t' crafter. What be thatcha doin' there?" Voodoo was curious about this delicious-smelling mare who was covered in feathers and shinies. Much like a magpie, he appreciated the shinies. The troll stallion made his way towards the river bank, his hooves leaving deep prints in the softening mug. Looking down he had a sudden though and trned to the right.
As if to explain he looked back, "Don't wanna be gettin' ya pretteh coat al muddeh so ah be thinkin' we be goin' over here where ah be rememberin' there be some stones on t' bank o'er here instead o' t' mud." With that he pushed against the leaning branches of a willowtree and held the away from the thin path to let Vanya go on ahead without the branches getting tangled in her mane.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 10:32 pm
Vanya felt her cheeks flush as he commented on her being a dancer. Clearing her throat, she shook that away. "I make jewelry, mostly. For myself and my daughters, though sometimes I make items for my sisters." She nodded her head towards the bracelets that adorned her front legs. "I made these." She smiled, a large, proud grin. Her craft was something she was proud of - almost as much as she was her dancing - and it was nice to show it off every now and then.
Vanya watched him walk into the mud and almost cried out in horror. Mud? Really? She let out a loud, heavy sigh of relief as he changed his mind and she pushed past the trees, ducking her head to protect her mane and feathers further. Eyes glancing around, she noted that they were pushing upon the limits of the Flock's protection. She'd have to try and turn them around once she cleaned off. If he was going to put up a fight, she'd rather he do it closer to home.
"So what exactly brings you to these parts?" Vanya called back over her shoulder. She stopped walking and waited for Voodoo. It would probably be better for him to lead the way since she didn't know where they were going.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 9:49 am
The dreamy look appeared upon his face as Voodoo thought about the troll who had captured his imagination. "Strength an' beauty, t' type o' beauty that be sharp an' dangerous an' yet full o' adventure!" He remembered following her around, the caustic tongue that invigorated him. Even in her grumpy moments she had a charm about her which was honest and true. One day ah be findin' her an' then ah be promisin' t' be takin' good care o' her an' protectin' her..." He looked back at the harpy as he lead her to the stony bank. "Have ya ever found somethin' so amazin' that ya wanna be keepin' it forevah?" With a toothy grin he splashed into the water, not minding how much he got wet. The cool river washed over his back and the large stallion moved aside enough for Vanya to join him.
*grins* She can take that anyway you like :p
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 8:35 pm
Vanya watched as the dreamy look crossed his features, a curious one appearing on her own. Was this stallion claimed? She chewed her bottom lip for a moment. Perhaps she should leave him be. If he was claimed, she had no rights to him.. But then where was this mare who claimed him? What kind of mare was she? This could indeed be dangerous.. but as much as Vanya wanted to leave, she wanted to be sure she wasn't passing up an opportunity. Were she to breed with this stallion, the mares would most likely be strong, something that would be appreciated and sought after in the Flock..
His question broke her out of her thoughts and she removed the bells from her hair, placing them on the ground. Taarab would chastise her - jokingly, of course - if she lost the bells only the day after he crafted them.
"I've found many things like that. Trinkets, pets, companions. But I suppose most of all would be my daughters." She moved slowly into the water, letting her body adjust to the cool temperature before she submerged herself for a moment.
"Your mate sounds lovely, though."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:37 am
"Oh ah be wishin' but she ain't mah mate yet. Ah don't even know where she be right now." Voodoo confessed with an odd expression before ducking his head under the water, slightly embarrassed that he let loose that little tidbit of information. After snorting bubbles out of his nose and tossing his head back out of the water he grinned toothily, quickly changing the subject as he noticed her removing her accessories. "Need any help wit' that?" The large stallion waggled his eyebrows as she slipped into the water. After she re-emerged he eyed her curiously. "So ya got daughters? An' a mate ah be assumin'... They be as pretteh as yaself?"
Voodoo had not thought about having children but he figured that would be part of Malis' thinking when he finally charmed her hooves off. The idea of little ones who he could watch grow up was a very interesting thought and not necessarily a bad one. Voodoo was sure that any child of Malis would have to be gorgeous, much like how pretty Kiowa had grown up to be in the intervening years. he wasn't much into the actual raising of children, but having someone to follow in his hoof-steps might be interesting... "Ah be collectin' trinkets an' shinies too. If ya be interested ah can be showin' ya where ah be hidin' them though it may be a bit of a journey. Gotta be keepin' them safe an' all."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:21 pm
Vanya snorted lightly and chuckled at the stallion's antics; he was certainly eager and straight forward. Her heart jumped a little. No mate? What luck! She kicked her legs under the water, looking at the distorted reflection for a momen before looking back at Voodoo.
"My daughters are indeed beautiful. All three of them. Vanmoriel, the youngest, is a painter. She's really wonderful. Vanmoriel, the midddle, is a musician. She plays drums and even makes her own. Vanwyn is a wonderful dancer and can actually sing; something she didn't get from me." Vanya laughed, eyes sparkling with a mother's pride as she spoke about her daughters.
"No mate, though. It's not something that's often done in my herd. Though my daughter Vanwyn has taken a mate. A preferred pet."
While some of the sisters had frowned upon such a thing, Vanya had welcomed her daughter's choice with an open mind and an open heart. After all, her own parents were mated and she had even considered it herself at one point.
"He's wonderful, though. Their father. He teaches them everything they ask him to." The smile and the pride returned to her features for a brief moment before his question threw her. "Perhaps some other time the day is moving on already," she replied with a flick of her mane.
Vanya ducked under water once more. When she emerged, she splashed water at Voodoo and let out a laugh.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 12:58 pm
Voodoo blinked a little surprised. "Ya not be matin'? Why evah not? Whatcha be doin' if ya be findin' t' one who be meanin' more to ya than anythin'? Wouldn'cha want t be matin' wit' them t' be showin' everyone around that ya be joined wit' thm forevah?" He was curious to know more. The troll stallion grew up in his little village and this was the first time he had ever ventured forth into the larger world. This new way of thinking intregued him though it sounded rather odd. Voodoo wrinkled his nose and shook his head as a dragonfly came up close and buzzed in his face. Momentarily distracted by the insect he lost his train of thought and latched onto something else.
"Three daughters? That be pretty special. Ah not be havin kids yet, at least ah not be thinkin' ah do." There was that pretty winged mare, Quauhxochotl, who had definitly been warm to the thought of them toether. They had split paths recently and for a moment Voodoo wondered what happend to her and if she was ok. He chuckled, "Dunno t' though of mahself havin' kids be a little odd though ah guess if mah mate be wantin' them when ah be findin' her ah be thinkin' about it." Now it wasn't just her unique look, or the claws that intregued him but how she lived. "Whatcha be thinkin' when ya bewantin' kids? How ya be doin' so if ya not be pickin' a strong, tough mate?" He laughed again, splashing her back merrily.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 12:33 am
Vanya gave a small smile. "Mating is something I've considered. But, at the same time, I have duties to the my herd that I must fulfill. Mating is one of them and it's not common for a sister to mate to a stallion. Some of the older sisters consider it the worst thing a member can do." She swirled the water with her legs, staring at her reflection. "However, I can claim as many stallions as I like. Should my sisters wish to lay with them, they must seek my permission first. That is how it happened with my first mate. He is claimed by the Oracle and I had to seek her permission. When he's not with her, he's with me and our daughters."
Vanya wondered if perhaps she was giving away too much information. Something about this stallion.. She wasn't sure what, but every time he asked a question she felt compelled to give him an honest answer.
"Most sisters look for strength. Genetics." She gave a cheeky grin. "But me? So long as the stallion is pretty, that's good enough for me." She gave a short laugh. "Really, though, I'm not as simple as that. There has to be a connection. I appreciate pretty things but I couldn't bring myself to lay with someone who bored the feathers off me."
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