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 Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 12:55 am
This is a PRP between Chanterelle (owned by Darkmoon Dancer) and Aella (owned by Nyx Queen of Darkness)
[ Link to DD's Teepee ] | [ Link to Nyx's Teepee ]
((Aella is maxed))  Flower gleam and glow, Let your power shine Make the clock reverse Bring back what once was mine... Heal what has been hurt, Change the Fates' design Save what has been lost Bring back what once was mine... What once was mine...
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 1:10 am
Chanterelle sighed audibly. Sometimes... just sometimes... Ugh, she just had to get away sometimes. She loved her family dearly, but there were times when she just had to take a small break from them.
They had their vices, their problems, and some even their manias, but even so they were still her family. She wouldn't stray far, never even leaving the swamp, but there was plenty of space within it that she could wander to get a few hours of distance from them. All she wanted was for everyone to get along, and for life to work as it should. But there were always hiccups and sometimes those just wound her up a little too much and so she would wander off. This was, she deemed, the best solution so that she did not blow off her steam at her family. They did not deserve cruel words or any more pain that that which already resides there. Her family was... strange to say the least. But they all loved one another, and worked through their phobias and coped with their manias as best they could. Afterall, if family wasn't to help one another, who would?
She did not blame them for their imperfections. She loved ever last one of those imperfections in fact, because they made them who they were. But wading in a pool of water in silence and on her own was a refreshing breather that Chanterelle cherished.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 1:26 am
Aella was weeping, her whole body quivering as the tears streaked down her face. Her hair tangled and caught on the roots and branches, it ripped and tore at her scalp but she struggled forward without even bothering to look at about her. She was utterly blinded to everything, her tears a curtain she couldn't come from behind.
Her very body ached so terribly. She had found it at last, right there on the edge of the swamp a few weeks ago. The place where he had died. A marker only, but there was necklace hanging on the post that she had given him--some token for his death to be distinguished by.
When she had touched the beads, they'd fallen away weathered by time. The last token gone and the final proof met, he was dead.
She stopped in the cool water and close her eyes, she'd been crying on and off for the week since, wading through these swamps wondering what his last days had been.
Aella wondered why the sun still shone and the sky still filled with stars? How could the world go on with so much heartbreak?
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 2:05 am
Sighing again, the mare took in a big deep breath of air. These calm moments were often over too soon, if one were to ask her opinion on the matter. Why was it that no one ever seemed to want the simple things in life? Was it really so much to ask for a peaceful or calm evening to go by? Ah, such negativity was exactly why she had wandered away from her family this day. They needed her to be strong for them, to be positive to help them through their days. But out here she could just be. Or perhaps not...
Had this noise been there all along or had it just begun? There was... well a sound. A sad, mournful sound in fact, coming from a little ways away. Had she drowned the sound out so that she could pretend to have silence? Quite possible. But now that her ears focussed on it, she found herself feeling guilty that she hadn't noticed it earlier. The first thought that came to mind was that it may be a family member in need of her help.
Pulling herself together quickly, the mare made her way toward the sound, and as she drew nearer she became certain that it was in fact weeping as she had suspected. Until she actually laid eyes on the stranger she hadn't been certain that it wasn't family, but it wasn't much of a relief anyway.
Chanterelle found a pale mare with a mane of berry-red that may well have had the potential to flow beautifully behind her in a midsummer breeze. But as it was now, it was in a state of disrepair. There were twigs and suddenly snapped ends and knots and who knew what else within. Chanterelle approached the crying mare without hesitation, striding into the water and uttering soft, soothing 'Sssshhhh's and a delicate, "You'll be alright," as she pulled up next to her, letting their sides touch in an offer of comfort.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 2:19 am
Aella felt as if she was coming through a fog suddenly, as if the mists were clearing as some spectral image was coming toward her. All blues and golds an shadows, she could see the mare dimly, but her instincts were numb. She didn't think about danger or about running or of anything other than just standing there numbly.
As the mare cooed as she came closer, she wondered if this was a way of luring her in--that if the mare was going to kill her. A part of her didn't care, didn't even matter what happened.
As the mare whispered soothing words, her side touching her skin and for a moment a shiver ran over her. Then naturally, as if it was another mare from the desert herd she had grown up with, she wrapped her neck around the mare and leaned her neck down.
The tears flowed onto the blue soft coat, and she could feel the steady pulse thrumming and calming her. She had often done this with him, she had layed there beside him with her head on his neck. She had told him that his heart was the most beautiful sound in the world. She remembered doing this with her sister, before even Memory faded from her life.
Aella had told her that if she could find her not matter what, even if she looked different or change that the sound of her heart would always be remembered by her. She would always know it.
Leaning close into the strange mare, she listened to the thrum. There was a kind of odd quality to it. Swoosh thump thump thump swoosh thump thump thump. Swoosh.
It was a lulling sound, a steady heartbeat--and for some reason it soothed her as she closed her eyes.
"Thank you," the word was barely a whisper.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 2:38 am
It didn't matter that this mare was a stranger, not even that she might be a danger to Chanterelle should she overcome her weeping or perhaps spring a clever-laid trap to which the crying was a lure. This mare needed her, and Chanterelle instinctively came to her, to be there for her because it was the right thing to do. Her father had his silly moments where he seemed to fall back to acting like her grandfather, his father, but if there was one thing that would forever stick with her, it was to do what was right, even if it seemed unlikely to matter. Chanterelle could have ignored the weeping, kept walking as if it hadn't happened. But that wasn't the kind of mare she was. She was strong for those that needed her, for a part of her was terrified that one day her own wall of defence would fall and she would desperately need someone to be there for her, and she could only hope that one day someone may repay that kindness to her when she needed it most.
Chanterelle accepted the mare's embrace and returned it easily. She softly nodded into that raspberry hair and spoke calmly just loud enough for the two of them to hear, "Husssssh. Listen to my heartbeat again. You hear it, don't you?," She paused a moment, feeling it herself, pulsing steadily through her, "That is what makes me strong, and until yours can beat again like mine, let me be your strength."
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 2:45 am
Aella nestled closer listening to the soothing rhythm. "Your heart is beautiful," she breathed in the musky swamp smell on the mare, but lingering there was also the smell of exotic flowers and water lilies like the girl had waded through them at some point or another.
Time passed slowly, and her heart stopped aching so bad. The pains in her chest listened, and for the first time in awhile her eyes were dry though they were puffy. She pulled away reluctantly, liking the deep sulk of the mare's voice--the calm reassurance it offered a stranger.
"Thank you," she whispered almost afraid that if she spoke louder the peace would break like glass. "Thank you for that, I just..." She looked around. "I'm not sure where I am, but I'm glad you were here to find me".
She could feel the air swirling the mass of her hair, "I'm Aella."
The heartbeat of the mare still echoed in her ears, a memory she wouldn't forget.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 2:58 am
Chanterelle breathed slowly while the mare settled her own breathing and allowed her eyes to dry. This stranger had come out here to cry. Why? Of course, it wasn't appropriate to ask her, especially not in this state, that would be taking advantage of her. Regardless, she could feel this mare's sorrow as if it too was taking part in this embrace, and though it didn't disappear with the mare's tears, it did seem to weigh just a tiny bit less by the time she managed to pull herself together.
Her eyes, caring and bright, searched for the mare's behind that tangled mess of a mane. She smiled, reassuring, and offered her own name in exchange. "Chanterelle," giving a moment to make sure the mare heard her, she added, "You are in the Great Swamp, here, with me. Is there somewhere you need to go?" Chanterelle did not think it wise to let this mare go anywhere on her own just yet, but if there was urgency to her getting somewhere, perhaps she could help. More often than not, those she came across in the swamp were lost and confused, but she could not assume that of everyone. Although somewhere inside of her she guiltily hoped that this mare might want to stay a while. She could use a distraction for a while, and it seemed that it might just be the right thing for this mare, too.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 3:03 am
Aella let the words process, her mind a little numb still. "I don't have anywhere. No where to go, nowhere to be." She looked past the mare for a moment at all the moss and trees, the water..."I think maybe I came to get so lost that I'd die. Or that's what I thought, but it's so...calm here."
She looked back at the girl, the bright orbs that were reflective and intelligent. The pretty set of her mouth as she tried to get her to smile. The girl with the beautiful heart she'd know anywhere.
"Do you believe in fate? In stars? In destiny?" She shivered a little and looked up at the night sky through the trees, her shoulder brushing the mare.
Chanterelle. A lovely name.
"I thought I would die here, but maybe I came here to live instead. This seems so far away from anything like the world out there. It's your home isn't it?" Her eyes shone brightly at the girl, watchign the glints of gold on her.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 3:21 am
Her heart soared for just a moment before she tamed it once more with a twinge of guilt. She shouldn't be happy that this mare had no where to go, but it meant she would have someone that wasn't family to focus on, and she liked the idea of that.
She chuckled, a light sound but not overly girly, genuine. "It is calm, but it can be just as wild as anywhere, or just as dangerous." Nodding, she confided, "But these calm spells are the ones I like to live for." Perhaps this was something she could show this mare, that there were in fact things to live for.
Fate. Destiny. Both strange concepts in and of themselves but neither could be proven to or not to exist. Stars, well those shone bright in the sky, but why or for whom was another untold mystery. The mare was shivering, she must be cold. Chanterelle drew up close to her to share her body warmth. She was used to the chill of the wet swamp, but this mare was obviously not. With time, she would adjust, but for now standing close would provide at least a little warmth. "Do you believe that the stars brought you here? That fate brought you here to let you die and then destiny led me to find you before it was too late?" Chanterelle was not chastising but rather trying to understand and help gauge her decision, she was calm and open for the mare to expand if she felt the desire to.
She watched the mare look her over and she couldn't help but smile at her words. "Yes, this is my home and the home of my family. It is all I've ever known, but it has yet to bore me, I can tell you that. There's always something happening somewhere, so these calm moments are something to be thankful for. It's the small things that so many of us forget about." She pressed against the mare's side lightly as she spoke, urging her to make her way out of the water and allow her to take them somewhere else, presumably somewhere a little warmer and drier.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 3:32 am
The gentle pressure of Chanterelle's body persuaded her to move out of the water, the murky water dripping from her skin and chilling her, bringing her closer to the mare. Her heart thrummed for a moment.
"I don't know if I believe in fate or destiny," she paused."And maybe it's not right or fair, but I think what I believe in through all of this is you. There was no star that saved me, no hope pressing in my chest, but you were the one who found me, a bright light in a world devoid of it."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 4:02 am
Chanterelle knew this swamp pretty well, due to not only the exploring done with her family, but also due to the wandering that she'd done over the years for her alone time. And it was one of the wondrous places she had found during such wanderings that she intended to bring Aella to. It was a grove of big sturdy trees where it was drier and more secluded than most of the swamp.
Their destination wasn't far, but as Aella spoke, the walk seemed to become longer to Chanterelle. Keeping her surprise well hidden, she let the mare finish speaking and took a moment to consider how to reply. What was she supposed to say to this mare? Yes, i'll be your light? For once, she found herself speechless and flattered. Before she could decide if they were the right words, Chanterelle said, "If I am your light in the darkness, then perhaps you have been looking for the wrong sort of lights before." Finding that soft smile once more, she also quickly added, "But I am happy that I found you today, Aella." Never were truer words spoken, and to a degree that even she didn't fully understand.
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