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 Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 5:14 am
❥ Tipping the Hourglass
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This is a private RP between Giuseppe ( Ryuukishin ) & Sheria ( Candle Wick Ghost ).
Please do not post without being invited to do so! Thank you.
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 5:29 am
Sheria felt lost, she felt alone. It was nearing the date, the date which she was going to be taken to meet her 'mate-to-be.' She wasn't happy, she was confused. How could she simply agree to it? What was she supposed to do, just waltz right in to the home of the angels and claim to love someone she had never met and play happy families? She couldn't grasp the concept, the situation... Everyone else was acting like it should be programmed in to her to accept the life that had been written for her and just deal with the outcome like everything was fine;it was normal.
She just couldn't do it. Every part of her being was telling her to run, to escape the hell she was born in to. It was playing with her head, she even believed a strange mare she had met had been sent by the devil to claim her soul! In the end, it just turned out the mare had a few screws loose. She wouldn't put it past her mother, to sell her soul to the devil, she obviously meant that little to have given her away to someone before she even knew who she was, what she looked like.
She snorted in frustration, wandering through her home woodland. She looked over her shoulder, the wolf den still in sight. Nori, her brother, was patrolling. Eyes dead set on searching every nook n' cranny. Mother, watching him carefully and muttering some incoherent words to herself. To her, from a distance, it would seem like the usual wolf pack. Just getting on with her business but not to her. She knew better and it disgusted her.
Frowning, she turns her head again and looks directly in front of her. Pondering the idea that if she ran far enough, for long enough, she would be in the open. Kicking the dirt behind her, leaving all the stress and worries behind her with it. Even if it was just for a day, that didn't sound like a bad idea at all.
Narrowing her eyes again back to her family, she smiled a mischievous grin and set in to a slow trot which lead her further away from the den. Her excuse for vanishing? She was just off for her usual morning run!
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Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 5:08 pm
Giuseppe was tired. It was not the easy, physical fatigue of a long day and a sleepless night, but a deeper, quieter sort, of a hope drawn out and dwindled to the thinnest of threads. He’d been searching for the other half of his soul, his Sophia Rose, since the day he lost her, but had yet to find any substantial clue to her location. It had been years since, and if love could be described in flame, his would be a low and dimming ember. It would never die, of course – his feelings for her were too pure to allow it – but it had been so long, and surely she could have found him if she’d wanted to. He’d left his name on the lips of others, his messages, his kills. He’d marked them as his own and his trail along the Kawani lands was one easily followed to those who could recognize the signs. And yet, she had not come.
But why should she? He’d been the one to dishonor her, and it was only right that he should suffer for it. But they were one and the same, weren’t they? One soul, two bodies. If he suffered, did she suffer, too? Gods! How he longed to find her and prove to her how much he’d changed, how worthy he could be to stand by her side again. Yet she remained so elusive he could not help but wonder if she’d purposely chosen to avoid him. Did she truly despise him so? Could she?
Such reflections had taken so strong a hold of his mind that he nearly crashed into another. While his steps had been silent, hers had been audible for some time, though he remained deaf to them until she was almost upon him. Out of habit he turned his antlers to her, but his latest thoughts had left him bereft of the anger that once came easily to him, and he only could only stare blankly while he gathered his senses about him.
“Who are you?”
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 7:22 am
Sheria was hardly paying attention to what was around her either, thoughts set on her family and the future;present even. It all haunted her mind and she was trying to make sense of it all but it was a lost cause. She too had not noticed the strange male who had set on a collision course with her and had almost, by a brief second, completely walked head on in to her.
By that second, she had caught a flicker of the other figure's coat, it was tangled in ivory and dull navy. His head dressed in princely blonde and antlers like branches. Those antlers that had been directed threateningly towards her. She skidded, etching backwards a touch till most of her body weight was pressed on to her back end. She had to kick out her back hoof and slam it in to the ground as to not fall on her rump.
Eyes wide and searching the other frantically, she let out a couple of puffs of hot air. Nostrils throbbing with caution.
Who was she? Who was he!? He had been the one who had just about knocked her clean in the head, he was the one in her way. Yet he was questioning who she was? That was ridiculous!
Wait wait. Now, she was reading too much in to this. Too hot headed and stressed to evaluate the situation properly and entirely. She could of just spooked him and she in the fault as much as he was. She hmm'd gently and set about moving her stance to a calm and casual one. Lowering her head so she was 'beneath' him, her eyes finding his perfectly blue, visible one.
She greeted him with a welcoming smile, after setting her earlier thoughts aside, batting careful lids.
"I'm Sheria." She started, twitching her glance from his eyes to his antlers. "You won't be needing them, I'm no threat to you but there are few behind me who could be, if we don't move away from here... And quick."
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 4:36 am
Giuseppe watched, unmoving, as the mare skidded to a strong and sudden halt, untroubled, apparently, with the idea of a stranger plowing into his horns. He was no draft, but he’d spent the last handful of years training and travelling – even serving as a guard at one point – and his muscles were made strong with constant use. His antlers were composed of sturdy stuff as well, and not once had they ever chipped or broken. If it came down to it, he was sure he could have taken her.
It wasn’t necessary to prove it, however. The stranger came to a stop inches before him, her breathing hard. He thought she would strike him, but her next breath came with a soft, contemplative hum, and he watched with surprise as she lowered her head, her warm brown eyes finding his.
Years ago, he would have taken it as a sign of submission and, despising the weakness, attack her. But that was a brutal, almost primal, thing to do, and it was one of the many aspects of himself he’d changed. Now, he dipped his own head in polite greeting, his head tilted lightly to the right so that his long mane would not cover half his vision.
“Sheria,” he repeated, the word rolling off his tongue so naturally that an onlooker might’ve thought he was speaking to a well-known friend, if not a lover. How similar it was to his own Sophia’s name, but hers came with a subdued hiss, whereas Sheria was a name that could be called softly in the night. It was an unconscious comparison, but it affected him all the same. He returned her smile, and though it was fleeting, it was not insincere.
At her next words, he scanned the area behind her. He saw no one, but she had no reason to lie, and he spun round to trot away. She’d seemed to be in a hurry before his presence stopped her, and he slipped without trouble into a quicker gait, obviously intending to stay close.
“My name is Giuseppe,” he said, looking at her from the corner of his eye. His ceryni heritage made his steps light and easy, and he lost no grace despite his speed. He was pleased to see Sheria seemed the same way, her movements almost predatory like his own. “Who’s after you?”
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:29 am
"Giuseppe, huh?" She says trying to cover the ground he had gained in his hasty retreat. "That's an unusual name, never heard of it before." She grins, whipping her tail out behind her in the run. The breeze welcome and familiar. It spoke of adventure and foreign lands, of course that would be her imagination talking because obviously she had just met this male and had no idea who he was or where he was from but the mad b***h was following him anyway. Any chance of escape and she was quick to snag it.
"Wait- I mean - I ummmm, don't mean it in a bad way!" She called again, after thinking about it some. "It's fitting, it's exotic and it suits such a handsome fella." Yeah that would do it. Wait, handsome? You just met this guy, what do you think you're doing!? Eyes wide, she sighed and was eager to take up the answer to his question.
"Oh right!" She glanced behind her to make sure the two hadn't been spotted when fleeing the scene and when she turned her head to look back at him, saw the tree just about to plant itself in her face. With a quick stumble off to one side and a dramatic scream, she barely managed to avoid it but DID, just in the nick of time. "Woops! Hehe... Erm, it's the local wolf pack. Vile creatures, will kill on site!" She nodded, hoping that was enough to put the stallion off whatever curiosity may have embedded in his mind to turn back and take a peak for himself. Ryuukishin Sorry for the long wait. <3
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