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 Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:33 am
Begin log.
I saw him again today. My former betrothed. It was strange to meet him when I wasn't angry with the world - he was smaller than I remember, for one. I think maybe knowing that I was going to be bound to him made him seem more...I don't know. Imposing. But imposing he isn't, wasn't this time.
He's handsome, after a fashion. Far too small for me (Aeri stature in a stallion, please, mm-hmm), but he has the loveliest coat you ever did see. Like...like snow at night. And blue eyes. Such sad eyes, though he always tried to smile for me after he set the parcel down. He'd been to see the humans, he said, to get some food for the foals and parents in Shrilal. He said he feels it's his calling, taking presents to people like that. Whatever makes him happy, I guess, and it's ever so sweet. He wanted to give me some of it, but knowing where else it might go I could only take a little. It did look good at the time, and I've tried it since and it's wonderful.
...I apologised, of course. He said he hadn't minded, though he did admit that he'd been more afraid of me than of Father. That was gratifying. We laughed about the silliness of the thing for a while. It was good to see him light up like that - I think I'll have to seek him out again, if only to cheer him up a bit. I do like him. I suppose I could even have followed Father's wishes and gone with him, though he's not really my type for a mate: he's just that lovely. Not that I could have known that at the time. Still, friends is good. Friends is better than I could have hoped for after my outburst back when we first met.
And at least I got his name this time.
Jacques.
It reminds me of a hoof touching down on frost-crisp grass.
...That'll do. End log.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 5:53 am
Begin log. Ahem.
...Of all the condescending, patronising, self-absorbed bozos...that Howl! Augh! I think I did terribly well not to shout at him more than I did. Mind, Clytaemnestra hadn't got to him first. That was a bonus. He's been warned, he'll give me a shout if he hears or sees anything, and that's not something I can sniff at right now no matter who it's coming from. Hm. It was rather funny when he thought Aku was my child, though - I mean, I've eaten human flesh, drunk the blood of Nequus, put all manner of hexes on folk and spoiled fruit before it fell from the tree, but I don't think anyone's ever had me giving birth to felines before.
If anything, Aku's an older brother to me. He's always been there to talk to me when I've needed it, help me out of scrapes and suchlike. He's never seemed alien to me. He's...just like a Nequus, only smaller and with a softer coat.
Funny, Howl didn't seem to understand why we've suffered for our dark coats. I wonder if he hasn't heard of the black terrors? Certainly their tales were blown out of proportion in my herd and the lands around - no wonder that anyone with the dark on them could never find any peace. Perhaps I'm sheltered. Perhaps the world doesn't think as ill of me as I expect.
...Can I afford to trust in that?
The answer's no, of course. No, no I can't. I have to be cautious, especially with Aku only just on the mend. Once he's well I can take him with me again, and then we can run further afield. Then perhaps I can brave the forests and test Casa Tiner. ...It's rather too close to home, though. And...and her tree.
I never thought there'd come a day when her anger was turned upon me.
...End log.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 6:54 am
Things I Learned Today:
- scary Aeri aren't all bad
- sometimes colts look nothing like their daddies
- there are more good Nequus out there on our side
- there is such a thing as a good and loving father
I hope I can see Vox and Lucius again soon. They're awesome. And I bet Mel'd like 'em too.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:03 am
Begin log.
...I hate to quote, but:
Did my heart love 'til now? Forswear it, sight -
For I ne'er saw true beauty 'til this night!
It seems deeply fitting.
Storm, the Light Eternal. She is...a marvel. An absolute marvel. For the first time in a long time, I have matched wits and words with one I consider a splendid equal: for all her Seer powers, I believe she does not stand above me. She may wish to, I know not, but I hope she would be glad to look a Nequus for once in the eye. How many bow their heads in respect to a Seer and do not think of the heart that beats within her mortal frame?
Seeing through the eyes of another would have been a wonder in itself. To see as a Seer does...it was surpassing strange, surpassing glorious. I admit that I was frightened without shame; I challenge anyone in my position not to balk. It is not a usual thing to look at oneself without a reflecting pool or sheet of ice. Nonetheless I believe I understood the colours - the thoughts - that were set before me, and I should not have foregone the experience for a lifetime's sweet grazing in safety. Danger, after all, is what makes life interesting.
...I do seem to go for dangerous mares, do I not?
Perhaps Aku is right about her. Perhaps not. Either way, I hope we shall soon meet again: she fascinates me, and I hope I can at least entertain her in return.
Light and Shadow.
What a pair we make.
...End log.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:07 am
Cool Things I Did Today:
- saw a Seer in the flesh for the first time ever
- managed not to get my head kicked in (always a bonus)
- explained people-reading stuff to Mel
- caught a rabbit (yey!)
- once again evaded the Commandante and her bully-boys
...Mel's got a cru-ush, Mel's got a cru-ush...h'heehee... XD
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:35 pm
Events of the day:
- nailed another rabbit
- managed to stand on two legs for about twenty seconds without falling over
- tested my voice out and it's fine (yey!)
- met a very nice girl... =^.^=
- ...and then got chased off by the Commandante's thugs >.<
...I hope Sadiki's okay. I wanna see her again soon.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 8:57 am
Begin log.
I thought she was the Commandante at first. The light was bad, and from a distance the markings are almost kin.
I think I can safely say that I couldn't have been more wrong.
Cressida is...a gentle, open, honest, and genuinely caring mare. Despite our somewhat rocky start, we seem to have become fast friends. She is searching for her mother. I hope she finds her. My eyes caught upon her jewellery, and I thought of the human hands that must have forged it. Humans, I am told, are kind.
Thinking about Mother hasn't happened to me in a long time. It doesn't hurt any more - not like it used to. I'm just happy to remember her now, happy that I knew her at all. The wound has healed, I think, and the only pain I have is the quiet ache of a scar when a storm approaches. I hope I can weather it.
Good songs tonight. I've missed the singing.
Mostly I feel...quiet, now that it's all over and I'm resting. Not a bad sort of quiet, more a peaceful, expectant sort. The silence is pregnant, swelling with promise like a fruit upon a tree, and I await the birth of tomorrow with new-found patience.
Nobody will change me. This is who I am.
End log.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 9:13 am
Songs of the day: Human Nature, Iris, Crazy Crazy Nights
People of the day: Cressida (with awesome colours and kickass jewellery)
Awesome stuff of the day:
- singing
- tormenting the crustaceans (I was made of lose... XD)
- being on the beach
- new friend (Cressida!)
Well, that's another good Nequus on our side - and another good voice for our singing. >^w^< Now just to hope that the Commandante's bullies leave her alone as well as us...
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 7:59 pm
Begin log.
What a night.
We've stopped briefly for rest on our way north. Storm has us heading for the forest, and while I'd frankly rather face the Commandante sooner rather than later it's probably the best option for now. She seems to think there's somewhere we can hide there or something. Well, we'll find out when we get there. I trust her judgement.
My first real fight went off far better than I'd expected. Aku has the horn in his mouth to prove it. Perhaps all those poor innocent trees I've been beating up have helped me, not to mention the running around I've been doing. I'm no Clytaemnestra, sure, but I've put on a decent amount of muscle.
Come to think of it, I'm not sure my bones would support muscles like hers anyway.
The forest should be an education. Despite myself, I look forward to it.
I just hope Aku's going to be all right.
End log.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 8:09 pm
About Today:
...Well s**t.
I don't often feel the need for narrative, but today gets one Because - yeah, that's a big B on purpose. We're off North. To the forests below Casa Tiner. Storm's leading us. And Mel stomped the horn right off one of the Commandante's bully-boys - oh, that was awesome. She got him stuck in a damn tree! XD
The forest is gonna be an education, I reckon. Gotta hang tight to Mel and make sure she hangs tight to the golden lady.
...Just hope she's gonna be okay in there.
Poor Mel. All this s**t...and to her it's family s**t, too.
Ah, we'll be all right. We stick together, us black demons. And hey - at least Storm hasn't killed me yet. >^^<
- A
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:18 am
Begin log.
...I could hurt her.
Honestly, I probably couldn't. But for a moment I could have done. I could have done it so easily - raced after her, given her a firm arsekicking and told her exactly what a stupid brat she was being - but she wouldn't have listened. She wouldn't have given a rat's arse about what I thought. She wouldn't have cared.
I begin to wonder if she ever cared much at all, if she could turn and leave us so easily.
I don't want to think about her. It hurts. Not as much as I thought it would, though: I suppose the righteous anger helps that.
In any case, we're going to Fyhi tel Oren. Maybe there was some truth in what the visions said. Maybe not. Either way, we'll find out soon. Better avoid the Katilenuck, no matter how much I might want to fight someone right now. There are lots of them and only one of me. Funnily enough, I begin to see why Clytaemnestra puts up with those idiot stallions. It must be good to have an army.
And I can't shake that changed image of her from my mind, and I can't help wondering what it meant...if anything at all.
End log.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:20 am
Stuff From The Forest:
- we were on fire (no, really)
- the not-Clytaemnestra thing went daemon on us
- they reckon we ought to go to the red mountain
- the first Katilenuck we met was a jerk with an unpronounceable name
- Storm isn't all she was cracked up to be
...If she hurts Mel like that again, I'll kill her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:33 am
Begin log.
We're keeping up the pace, heading to Fyhi tel Oren at speed. Storm might warn the Katilenuck about us now her temper's up, and she's Jala enough for them to accept her word. We can't afford to have them looking for us - the element of secrecy is about the only thing we have on our side.
Cutting through Shrilal turned out to be a good call. Jacques was just by Ryuten, and he showed us to food and water there. I've never been so glad to see a Nequus in my life, I think. We'd been running for hours, and I was about ready to die of thirst when we saw him. It was hard to drink slowly and not make myself sick. And for another stroke of luck, how's this: he knows a fair bit about the Katilenuck and their ways, and (no surprise) he wasn't above sharing his wisdom with us. Plus he got on well with Aku, which is always a bonus.
Having taken directions for the swiftest route from him, we set off again after fond farewells. I know where to look for him now - he spends a lot of time in Ryuten, and even Shrilal isn't too big for me to have a decent chance of catching him there. He's comforting. I hope I can help him gain a little self-esteem: the poor soul seems convinced that he's not worthy of notice.
Perhaps, when I've a little more time, I'll find some kind stallions to introduce to him.
End log.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 3:36 am
Stuff to Remember about the Katilenuck:
- they keep slaves, so unmarked Jala and other races aren't necessarily safe
- they will kill Reya on sight if they can
- internal politics often set them at each other's throats
- they've got a magician of some sort, possibly a shaman, a seer or an illusionist
- they don't seem to have any policy on Rit (but best to stay out from under their hooves all the same)
We have got to find Jackie a boyfriend. XD
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:46 pm
(Mel's journal entry about the foalies)
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