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 Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 8:12 pm
This is a Private Roleplay between .Tortured. .Pumpkin.'s Miss Ethel Anne and Kamiki's Cayden. Please do not post.  Amber-hued hair drifted with the tide as the mare it belonged to stared longingly to sea. She thought of the boat that brought her over it, and the one that brought her back again. She thought about the long, food-deprived journey, and what had awaited her on the new shore. Ethel sighed as the water washed over her hooves, allowing them to sink into the soft sand. So much of her beautiful long mane and tail were soaked with rancid salt water, and there wasn't a two-legger to dote on it. Her heart sank at the thought, and with each passing wave, her legs became more and more enveloped by the shifting sand. The mare paid the sensation of sinking no mind and stood still, watching the sun sink behind the waves in a vivid splash of color that much resembled her own.
Miss Ethel Anne closed her amethyst eyes and imagined the vast fields of delicious, succulent grass that grew rampant, its growth hindered only by her wrapping her lips around it and tugging furiously. The air always smelled sweet and fresh there, and she was tended to daily in an elaborately built stable, which kept her warm in the winter months. She sighed, reminiscing about her life as a royal, and missing it terribly. It took her a few moments to realize that she had sunk in the rising tide up to her belly. Grumbling, she wiggled her way out of the sand one leg at a time before trudging out of the water. She did her best to flick her usually voluminous tail, which was now wet and stringy in appearance. Ethel grumbled as she thought of how the rest of her must have looked, and hoped nobody was around to see her in her less-than-regal state.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 6:03 am
 Cayden loved watching the sunset from his vantage point in the air. It lit of the sky with a thousand different warm, beautiful colors. It was somehow comforting; since he had no real 'home' it was a constant vision in his journeys: no matter where he was the sunset always looks the same and made him feel connected. But it was also the signal that he needed to land and began to sniff out a place to rest his head for the evening.
This day had brought him close to the ocean. As as the light began to fade, the brilliant oranges and pink light from the sun reflected just right; illuminating a mare who was standing on the shore. Cayden scanned the area -was she alone?
With a furl of his wings, he landed; far enough that the sand wouldn't spray on her, but close enough as not to feel as though he was trying to sneak up on the lady. He didn't fancy getting his hooves wet, so he stood back just a bit. "Hello?" he inquired, offering a smile.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 2:26 pm
Ethel Anne was startled by the sudden sound of something rather large landing behind her and she winced, too afraid to look back. When the seemingly friendly greeting reached her ears, she sighed, both in relief and in embarrassment. Her hair was in an unkempt state, soaking wet and tangled from the water. She never allowed anyone to see her like this, but it would be horribly rude and unladylike to ignore the stallion.
She turned around slowly, head held high and a polite smile plastered on her face, even though she felt like crying. The mare bowed to the stallion before making her way over to him. "Hello, kind sir." Her voice trembled at the first word, but grew strong and confident. "I'm so sorry for my current state, I didn't think I'd encounter anyone so late in the day. It is beautiful, though, is it not?" She turned her gaze back to the sunset for a moment before looking back at the male. Ethel couldn't help but notice the odd strip of cloth wrapped around his neck, but decided not to question it so soon in fear of being rude.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 6:33 am
 Cayden looked over the mare, taking note of her weathered state. She looked a bit tattered at the edges, but there was no doubt she was a lovely mare overall. She looked uncomfortable, but she held herself with a ladylike demeanor and spoke politely. "Sunset is my favorite time of day," he said with a smile, before letting his expression turn more serious. "Is everything okay here?" he asked, trying to be as delicate as he could muster.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 1:28 pm
The orange mare's polite smile faded to a small frown when the stallion asked about her well being. "So I look that bad, do I?" She sighed, wishing she could simply leave to be tended to. Ethel felt disappointed that she allowed somebody else to see her this way, especially a seemingly kind stallion. She mustered up the most sincere look she could manage and nodded at him. "Yes, everything here is just fine. I'm just a bit homesick, is all. I'll be fine."
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 7:11 am
Cayden frowned, worried he had upset her. "Oh no, not at all!" he said quickly, quickly putting his smile back on his face. "I shouldn't make assumptions, it just seems like you're the kind of mare that would be bothered by the salt in your mane." He reached forward wit his wing, and delicately, tucked a stray strand of hair that had blown in her face by the ocean breeze behind her ear.
Homesick... that was a concept Cayden never really understood. On the contrary, if he stayed in one place too long he began to feel alittle sick and restless. "I'm sorry," he said, "Is there something preventing you from going home?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 2:23 pm
She tried her best not to frown. After all, frowning looked poorly on a lady. "Well, normally, I would be bothered by it. And I still am, I just got distracted and it was as if I were in a daze." The pale mare sighed and hung her head a little. "Oh, dear, I'm so embarrassed. I apologize for my appearance and behavior, this is so unlike me." Ethel barely noticed the hair being moved for her, but it prompted a small smile.
A brow raised and she had to try her best not to scoff at the stallion's question. "Yeah, just a little bit of water." She grinned a little at her sarcasm before looking out to sea. "My home, the only one I've ever known, is quite a journey from here. They took me on a huge boat, like the canoes the two-leggers here have only massive. It was made out of wood, but not just one log. It was many, many logs, and there was more than one level of it. When I was a foal, they took me from here, and they brought me to my new home with the pale skinned people. There, I was treated as a queen." She sighed. "Oh, how I long to be there again. To be doted on and to be taken care of."
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 8:04 am
Cayden shook his head. "No need to apologize, lovely lady. If this is how you look when you feel the need to apologize for your appearance, I can't even imagine how beautiful you must be at your best. Certainly too beautiful than to be speaking to the likes of me," he said with a charming, self-depreciating style. He couldn't help himself; flirting was really the only way he knew how to communicate with mares really.
Though, he did feel a bit silly when she turned on the sarcasm. "Oh, you are from across the Ocean?" He looked out, trying to imagine how hard of a flight that would be. "That's fascinating, though," he said, fluffing his wings. The thought of travel and adventure just made the blood race through his veins. "I've always wanted to go across the ocean. Are there no more boats that come over?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 11:07 am
Miss Ethel blushed faintly at the compliment, but kept a level head. Although it seemed like it had been ages since she had been spoken to in such a flattering manner, she was well adjusted to it and took the words in stride. "Oh, no, surely you must be mistaken." She feigned humbleness with ease before furrowing her brow. "Oh, you mustn't be so hard on yourself. Nobody deserves to be ignored, no matter what."
She smiled and nodded when he inquired about her home. "Yes, I am." Her smile softened when he asked about the boats. "Well, I'm certain there are. I've been here, you see, watching for them, but I've not seen any yet. And even if there were," she sighed, "I'm not so sure they'd take me."
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2014 2:48 pm
"Not only a beautiful lady, but a philosophical one as well," he gushed, cocking his head a bit to the side playfully, a few strands of braided, wind-thrown hair falling around his face.
He continued to follow her gaze out to the Ocean, trying to imagine what it was like from her point of view. "Were you brought here against your will?" he asked with a frown, bordering on concerned. His interest was piqued, at the very least. He couldn't fathom such an idea; freedom and adventure was rooted deep into his bones. The thought of someone making him do something he didn't want to do? That was a truly horrifying idea. ((omg I'm SO SORRY this is so late. My muse decided to take like a 3 month vacation))
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