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[PRP] Bad boys bad boys.. (Kitsune and Rahu)
Dec 7 06


Kitsune sniffed the new air, confused by the many things around him. It had been awhile since he had been some where that was so..quiet. A part of him was uncomfortable, but his other side was extremely relaxed. He knew he could get used to this place, but it would just take some time. Picking up his trusty dagger next to him, he trotted forward, and scoped out his surroundings even more.

His mane stuck out sharply as he picked his speed up, feeling his muscles pump. He had spent the day lazily sitting around, so he decided he needed to wake up a bit. He perked his ears up every now and then, making sure to stay alert. He knew there were many different Soquili out in this land, so he didn't want to take any risks just yet.



Kitsune saw a bit of a clearing ahead, so he sped up even more in a playful excitment. He was worried that his body would get weak if he kept sitting around all day, so sometimes he needed to bring some of his energy back.

As he pulled through it, he let his legs slow down, and he shook his head to wipe off some of the sweat. It was a nice gallop... though his ears perked up before he could notice that someone was there. Looking ahead, he saw a figure standing, with its hair flowing behind. He walked towards them, slowly and carefully, to get a better view of what and who it was.



Kitsune felt his mouth squeeze tighter on his dagger, and he narrowed his scope on the dark stallion in front of him. -What was up with this guy?- he thought to himself. He continued forward until he was at a pleasant distance from him. As he watched him look away, he chuckled.

He slowly put his head down, and placed the dagger at its normal position, right by his front leg. When he raised his head up, he kept his shoulders up, and kept his eyes straight on him. "And who might you be? I do not think I have met you yet.. My name is Kitsune."



Kitsune's ear twitched, but he breathed through his nose what felt like hot air. Closing his eyes, he pollitely responded, "I see. And yes, you are right, I am very new here." He eyed the stallion carefully and chuckled again. "And why would I remember you?" He watched the stallion stare at him, watching him judge every part of him. He tried to keep his cool for the moment, but with every second he felt his blood boil even more. He twitched his leg every now and then, feeling his dagger close on him.



"Oh this old thing.." Kitsune smirked back, but then let his tone get serious. "This dagger has been with me everywhere, its been my battle partner ever since I was young.." He decided not to talk too much, for he didn't even know this stallion at all. As Rahu circled him, he stood tall, not shifting a bit. He wasn't the least bit worried, but he could tell that Rahu was strong. His eyes told him everything, and he wondered if he truly was a warrior at heart.



Kitsune let his eyelids fall into a more relaxed position, and he responded calmly to the stallion. "Of course. In my harsher days of fighting, we used anything from katanas to small daggers as such. This dagger though.." He paused, and then turned back to Rahu. "Yes, I was, though will always be a combat fighter. What about you? You seem like you have had your share as well." He unstiffened his legs, feeling a bit more at ease. Although the stallion in front of him may have had a temper, it seemed that they connected on a level of interest, and that tearing each other apart was not going to happen that moment.



Kitsune bent over, slowly though, showing Rahu that in no way he meant to attack. With most precision, he nipped at his dagger, which made a clicking noise. Seconds later, he whipped the dagger in the air, catching the opended sheath perfectly, and letting the cover fall next to him. He bent over again, placing the dagger in the dirt. "Its the only thing I know how to do, fighting is all I am good at. Learning how to use weapons has taken many years of my life, and if it wasn't for my skill I wouldn't be alive to tell." He didn't mean to act so showoff ish, but that was the way it was. "Are you interested in this kind of weaponry?"



Kitsune turned his head and thought for a second. "What I used it for in the past was not something I regret nor am proud of.." He looked down and then back up at Rahu. "It just takes a lot of practice, my sensei when I was younger made me hold that thing in my mouth for months at a time." Ruffling his hair, he turned back to Rahu. "What about you, though? I feel as if I have said too much about myself." He watched the stallions hair cover his face, and wondered what stories he had in his past. "Its strange being somewhere new.. you seem like you know this area well. Is there anything I should know about this place, if I may ask."



((Man they really get along fine X;DD I thought it was gonna get nasty, though they seem a bit similar in things :3 ))

Kitsune watched the mysterious stallion. He was actually suprised, when he first approached, there was a bloodish feeling in the air, that even he radiated. The air had shifted, into a more pleasant feel. "I will take your advice well, then." He bowed to Rahu, and turned his head to look at the area around them. "And I thought it was going to be hard for me to actually meet someone.." He turned back to Rahu. "I just find it hard putting up with others sometimes. Who knows what others I will meet here." He let out a tired sigh, wondering what runs in he would encounter. Both he and Rahu were uninterested in impressing the other, and although first impressions are always the hardest, those thoughts had already faded in Kitsune's mind.

Kitsune did know one thing though, Rahu did not look like someone who he should have bad relations with. He was glad that he let his childish anger fade earlier in the encounter.



Kitsune thought for a moment, and then returned to the conversation at hand. "Sure i have patience.. sometimes.." He chuckled, and felt the wind hit him lightly. It had started to get chilly, and he shivered to himself. "No I do have patience, I just tend to get it fights easily, though I am trying to break away from that old attitude. " Everyday that he was able to be calm showed him that he wasn't as crazed as he thought. "Heh, don't worry, many get on my bad side as well.." He sighed, wondering why he always so strand offish to some.



Kitsune wondered what Rahu meant when he said 'his own way'. "I hope it is not to much to ask, but I am interested in what you mean." He wondered if it was too much to just blurt out that question. "You seem like a stallion who won't budge for anybody, and I respect that." Kitsune had a tendency to act the same way, but it was only when he felt there was a lack of respect in the air. Though, he did have his moments when he would just, let his fumes out. "Are there any particular soquili I should watch for, only in the sense of bringing my rage out?" He chuckled, wondering what advice Rahu would give him.



Kitsune eyed him back cautiously, imagining how the dark stallion would react to others. He decided take his words a few steps back, and to not ask anything that could create conflict. "I am sure that our reactions are similar at times, so how you deal with those on your bad side I could relate to. Obviously there are also many differences between us, but I agree in not budging for anyone as well." He shook his head lightly, trying to get some of the wind out of his ears. "I guess this will just be an interesting adventure."

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[PRP] Little ones (Vodka and Yonit)
Dec 13th 06



Vodka stumbled in the grass, feeling a breeze sweep his mane back and forth. His little legs shuffled, trying to get used to his quick thinking mind. Once he was content with scoping the area around, he sped ahead, feeling a burst of energy throughout his body. The little foal was excited, for the land seemed to be filled with many different Soquili to meet. His mother had let him go off on his own for the first time, so he was eager to see who he would run into.



As the foal scurried forward, he glanced ahead to see a figure that seemed about his size. His insticts told him to scare the figure, and pounce in their sight unexpectedly. Though, his mother had scolded him for doing such things in the past, especially when he almost made one Soquili fall over. Slowing his pace a bit, he walked closer to the figure. He could now tell that it was another one of his size, which made him excited.

Swinging his puffy tail back and forth, he looked at the colorful female. "Hiya! What's your name? My name is Vodka, are you new here too?" Excited to have someone his size to talk to, he wanted to run in circles, though he tried to remember his mother's teachings of being pollite in front of a lady. His eyes went back to forth, looking at the mare carefully. "Wow, you have lots of pretty colors on ya!"



((Hee really? Well his Momma's name is Tequila XD So I had to continue on XDD))

Vodka took a deep breath in through his nose, and tried to calm himself, for the other foal was much calmer than him. "Yonit? That's a cool name." He nodded, and continued, "Yup, that's my name!" He shook his head to get some mane out of his face, and gleamed at Yonit. "So how do you like it here? It seems like you are of a similar age as me." He smiled warmly at her, carefree as he always was. "I am thankful I ran into you, it is nice to talk another in my age range." He had talked to many adults, but this was the first foal he had run in to.



Vodka looked at her carefully, but continued smiling. "I am not sure what you mean, like when you say matter in da world?" He stumbled with his words and blushed at his immaturity. "You seem very mature, I am jealous. I feel stupid." He put his head down and swung one of his hoofs over the grass.

Slowly raising his head again, he wisped his tail and looked around for a second. "Hm, have you explored here at all? My momma let me go on my own today and I am excited. You can come with me if you are interested." Widening his smile more, he realized it would be much more fun with company. "Plus, maybe you can teach me how to be more mature like you." He giggled to her.



Vodka looked at her, confused, but happy at the same time. "I am glad then, if it is not by words. Hmm but my actions.." He stopped himself and let his smile grow more. "..are also a bit immature." Fluffing his tail, he giggled to himself.

He gleamed at her response and hopped to the side. "I am excited then!" He turned his head to look at what direction to go. "How about that way?" He nudged her to come along, and started into a comfortable trot. "I am not sure where we are going, but that's why it is fun!"



Feeling his little legs moving underneath him, he watched as Yonit spoke. His expression was that of a small student, as if listening well to every word she spoke. "A heavy cost? That sounds complicated.." He put his head down slowly and imagined horrible thoughts in his head. He really had no idea what she was talking about, but was imagining over dramatic scenarios of tortue and dragons.

Hearing Yonit say those words brought another smile to his face. "That couldn't have been said better!" Doing a light buck, he sprang forward next to her, cheerful as he always was. He felt his eyes flow to her wings, which he was very interested in. "You are so lucky that you have wings! My momma always dreamed of being able to fly, and when she had me she hoped that I could have such a gift. I am still sankful though, that my legs work!" He giggled, and looked back at her. "I guess I will have to work hard to be the fastest runner that I can be."

((I really like how this RP is going, how Yonit and Vodka are so different, maturity wise X3 ))



Vodka shook his head gleefully, and said, "No actually, my dad is. My mom was hoping I could be lucky with such a thing but my brother got them. It doesn't really matter to me though." He nodded shaking his hair around. "When you get bigger you will be able to fly around, that's sounds pretty neat!" He put his eyes to the sky but at the same time was a little afraid. "I'd be kind scared, at first though.." He blushed embarrassed.

"Thanks! I figure if I can't fly I might as well run fast." His eyes went down to his little legs, hoping that they would grow much stronger soon. He wondered what kind of stallion he would grow up to be, hopefully he would be as strong as his dad.

((Ooh yeah I forgot about that >3 Heee so cute ^_^ ))



((No worries!! ^_^ ))

Vodka thought about if he was feeling the same way. "Hmm, I am sorry to hear she was dissapointed. I really don't see a difference, I mean being able to fly would be nice but I am just happy to be here anyways." He wiggled his tail and continued, "I am pretty clumsy too, I would probably have bad balance anyways." He put his head down gently and chuckled at the thoughts of him running into a tree.

Vodka glanced at Yonit and thought about how she viewed things so differently, and of course it made him interested. "So when I'm older, am I gonna be more mature and stuff?" It was true, since they had been talking, he wondered if the only way he would be able to understand more mature things was if he himself actually grew as well. He wondered how Yonit was able to feel such thoughts already, and because he didn't understand them, he wanted to learn too. It was probably for the better, though, that he was indeed unaware.



Vodka's face lit up at her comment, and he didn't feel so dumb finally. He just wanted to impress his friend, and in the beginning he felt completely inferior to her thoughts. He hadn't made any friends yet and he was enjoying her company. He was thankful that he ran into her.

Vodka's face lit up again but in a different way, shocking and showing a bit of fear. "I don't know if I want to grow older now.." He felt his bottom lip quiver, and wasn't sure what thoughts were entering his head. When he saw other adults, they were so carefree, and now he didn't understand why.



Vodka, embarrassed but still wanting to look brave, looked up at her again. He felt himself let out a smile finally, and he said to Yonit, "I think you will be very wise when you are older. I may have to come to you for advice, well if that is ok of course." He playfully giggled, but meant every word.

It seemed to him like the other foal had thoughts constantly on her mind, and Vodka wondered if there was something he could do. "Is there anywhere you would like to go in particular?" He knew the air around them was cold, and that took away many fun possibilities. "I just want you to be able to have fun too." He blushed at her, but felt bad that his mind was so blank.



Feeling his eyes light up, he nodded to Yonit, "Thank you, I am gratful! I wish there was something I could do to help you..." He pondered for a moment, and then delightfully opened his mouth again. "I hope I can just be here to make you smile and laugh." He wiggled his tail at the joy, knowing although he could be goofy, he loved making others happy.

As he listened to Yonit speak, he realized that she truly was amazing. She may not have seen it herself, but as her words flowed gently out of her mouth, Vodka felt absorbed in the placement of the words. "Wo...Wow." He said, stunned. "I guess here is perfect, then." He smiled.



Vodka noticed that Yonit had mentioned the word 'friend'. From all of the other Soquili he had met, none had considered him an actual friend, and Yonit of all Soqs did so! He beamed with joy. At least his goofyness was helpful in some situations. "Thank goodness." He said, lightly.

"Mm everwhere is perfect... though I like right here for now!" He giggled, and wiggled his body to the feeling of a cold gust. "Though, I can't wait for winter to be over. I like the snow, but I like the warm weather too." He nodded to her, and looked up at the frosty sun. "Which do you prefer, Yonit?" He saw the trees move next to him, so he moved closer to try and shield her from the cold gust. "These must be cold and rough on your wings." He said, worried.

dinyana

Yonit sighed a bit. "Winter is a time of happiness and yet sadness. A time in which children, such as ourselves, play in freedom and frolicking joy as our cares vanish with the wind. Yet at the same time the land becomes barren, frozen with snow. Crops start to whither and so do others, so very slowly. Harsher times make even our mothers and fathers freeze into submission."

She shook her head from her words. Planning to say more she forced herself back. It seemed she forgotten that Vodka was only a foal; though she was as well. To say such things would frighten him. She wanted to teach him, but not in a way that would scare him out of his wits!

"But I enjoy much nicer weather conditions than this," she quickly added, hoping he would accept her direct answer. "I am not too sure about my feathers, but I will manage, do not fret."

Suprisingly, Vodka nodded to her with her first statement, being not as suprised as usual. "Mm, this concept is something my father explained to me a bit ago. I am aware of the changing of the seasons, though for now try to enjoy some of my freedoms and joy." He wondered if Yonit had ever let loose, and forgotten such thoughts.

Thinking about it more, he boldly stated, "It is easy to think about all of these things, but it can sometimes be more worthwhile to just let loose, for from these experiences we may learn more than we had thought about in the first place." He smiled to her and in his head thought about what he stated, which was something his mother had said to him once. It was something that always stuck with him in his mind.

Looking at her feathers worriedly, he kept his smile and said, "As long as you are not feeling too cold from them, that must be good." He chuckled.

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[PRP] Hairs of Perfection (Ariston and Ringlet)
Dec 24th 06

((For Hime and Tweek, you all know the rules >3 ))



As he glided through the air, Ariston noticed that it was a bit windy today. Feeling the cold gusts sliver around the temperature of his body jewelry, he shivered, realizing the harshness of the weather. Also knowing that wind damage could greatly ruin his lucious hair, he decided to play it safe and land in a simple opening. Spreading his wings further apart, he dramactically landed, hoping to showcase a wonderful display of flight for any spectators. When he hooves finally touched the ground, he was at ease, knowing that his hair was safe from any harsh wind.

Whipping his tail up in the air, he let his purple eyes scope the surrounding area. Sniffing here and there, he also brought out his senses to see if anyone was even futher away. Realizing his hopeless efforts, he trotted forward, wondering if anything was further ahead of him.



Out of bordom, taking another huge sniff seemed to be lucky for once, and his female senses kicked in. He didn't know where this new scent was coming from, though he was able to pinpoint a direction. He trotted forward, wondering who was ahead of him.

Knowing it would look strange to a female to see a stallion darting at her, he kept his pace slow, though eying the surrounding areas for any sign of life. Before he could take another breath, he finally saw the figure that his nose had so rightfully picked up. Slowing his pace, he walked forward, making sure the mare was aware of his presence. He still could not see if it was a Soquili he had known or not, though the figure stood brightly in the field. His excitement grew with each step that he took.



As Ariston was able to completely approach the mare now, he saw the beautiful details that she had. With bouncy curls in both her mane and tail, she possessed wonderous colors on her. His purple eyes watched her, and he was impressed with her stunning features. He then stood, right in front of her, and as he bowed his head he stated, "Hello there Miss, my name is Ariston, what is your name?"

Flipping his own lucious mane out of his face, he watched her curls bounce as she moved. He couldn't help but comment, "You have such stunning hair! How do you keep it so maintained and perfect?" Being a hair fanatic, he was amazed at her curls' perfection. He wondered what the personality of the female was like, and he was interested to find out.



Ariston noticed that he seemed to have left the mare at an uncofortable position, so he took a step back and said, " I apologize if I startled you, I just couldn't resist meeting one as stunning as yourself." It didn't occur to him that he may have acted to quickly. He then saw her looking at him strangely, and wondered what was wrong.

"Is everything alright? Do not worry, I may be a Kalona but I will not bite." He playfully winked at her. Most other Soquili had the same reaction as she did, and he was used to it by now. He may have been the first Kalona that she had seen, so he was sure it was a suprise to her. It would definitely be a different perspective, though, then some of the other Kalona out there. He then responded to her comment, "Of course you were born with such hair, you were born with perfection of course. That is always a good thing." Being a perfectionist himself, he always knew when to admire other's perfection.




Ariston kept his head high as she spoke, and he continued to listen with ease. "I was watching the area as well and it was getting lonely, so when I saw you standing here I knew there was company." He nodded to hear, and continued, " In the future I will make sure to try and not startle you, though.He felt bad for doing such a thing, he would have hated to be startled as well.

It is probably better that you have not heard of a Kalona, they are very violent creatures.. His mind trailed off, remembering all of the Kalona he knew. Each one more vicious then the other. Ariston had a bad side, but he only let it out when necessary. "I try to not have a bad temper, I don't have the energy for it. I use my energy to look good." He chuckled to her. He noticed that she was blushing lightly after his comment, and he smiled. " You may not think you are perfect, but in my eyes your features are quite lovely"Ariston relied on features for judging everything, and he would always view things that way. It was just the way he had always been.



Ariston nodded his head before answering her, for he got asked this question a lot. His temper was indeed different from other Kalonas, and he did not feel the need to constantly be angry. Of course he still had Kalona moments, he just did not bring them out as much. "I just don't have the energy to be mean and hate everybody all the time. I would rather people notice me then fear me, of course." He closed his eyes, scoffing at the thought of utter lonliness. If people were afraid of me they would not notice me for what I truly am." Fluttering his purple eyes, he dramactically moved his hair once again.

He chuckled at the mare, and smiled at her remark. "I appreciate these things, so of course I would compliment you. You are blessed with stunning hair and a beautiful smile, and that is always an important trait." He looked at her colorful curls again, wondering what he would look like with a perm. "My looks are very important to me, I like to look my best of course. To me it is always important to show your best all of the time. Though, in my case it is just natural beauty. He winked at her playfully.



Ariston felt a sly air sniffle through his nose, and he smiled at the innocent mare. "You are very kind, to look on the inside. Having confidence is something I find important on the inside. I'm not really sure what other kind of 'inside' one would need." He chuckled at the mare. He then continued, brilliantly saying, "I am not sure what you mean, with 'plus'. I think it is something that is deserved and what one is born with of course." Ariston's mind only saw one thing, which was excellence. That was all that mattered to him.

As the mare giggled at her remark, he let his mouth curve into a sly smile. " I do my best to show kindness to all beautiful females, for it is attention that is well deserved.". He lightly swung his head back, letting the gallons of hair follow. "I also love my hair, and try to be precautious with it. That's why I was so intrigued when I saw your curls, for my straight hair could do nothing of that sort." He did his best to not only look good, but always show how good he looked and acted.

Realizing that he was talking quite a bit on about himself, which was something he always enjoyed though knew was rude, he turned to the mare saying, "So, it appears you are new in the area. Are you enjoying it so far?"



As Ariston watched her groom her wings, he heard her speak of her herd. "They looked amazing? Interesting, do you mean they also had beautiful colors on them as well? He was interested in where the mare came from, for whether she liked to admit it or not, she was a sight to see. From looking at her little details, he was sure that her family and herd was quite a sight as well.

He chuckled at her remark about curly hair, and stomped his foot playfully. Then, he moved on to her next statement saying, "You left your heard? I'm sure that was hard in the beginning. He nodded to her, and then continued, "Me? I don't have a family or heard. I mean, I am one of the seven deadly sins, but since we all have too many differences, we tend to break away from the idea of a 'herd'. He chuckled at his situation. Having buddies or pals just wasn't on his 'to do' list, though being in the Soquili land, he had actually met many splendid Soquili that even he could relate too. He still continued to stay true though, and uphold his duty to himself as the proudest and most stunning Soquili alive.



Ariston's eyebrow lifted dramatically from Ringlet's comment. "Your sister is the prettier one? How could one say such a thing?" It was hard for Ariston to grasp on such a concept of self view, for it was noticeable that his was outragiously confident. "You should have more Pride in yourself, it is sad to hear you speak in such a way. Having those kinds of thoughts are not someting I understand well. He was confused by her statements, and could never even think of a male being prettier than he. In some instances it was good to always been confident, but in Ariston's sake his was blissfully ignorant, of course.

He felt himself laughing quite loud at the concept of a 'girlfriend'. "Of course I would love to see little blonde perfections of myself running around and conquering the world, though I couldn't imagine the idea of havine one mate." That sort of thing didn't tickle his fancy, for he enjoyed a variety for women too much. "Is that something you enjoy? Looking to settle down with a strong male? I could see a sense of motherly instinct in you." He smiled to her.




Ariston chuckled, remembering this silly 'inside' idea. "Heh, that's right. Well I am sure you will find a good man like that. Knowing he could never fit those qualifications, he laughed to himself again.

Don't worry, I am sure you will find a fine mate. You have great kindness, so be patient of course. He knew she and him had many differences with these ideas, so he knew what he had to do.

"I enjoyed our time together Ringlet, but I am afraid I must go. I hope you have a pleasant day, and I am sure I will see you around. He winked to her, and suddenly let out his lucious wings. In a matter of seconds, he popped up into the sky, vanishing into the blue abyss.

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[PRP] A New Encounter (Kitsune and Esperanza)
Dec 24 06



Kitsune, for most of the morning, stayed shrouded in the trees. He was still fairly new to the area, and had not met many other Soquili. A part of him felt the same lonliness that used to creep on him when he was stuck in battle. Gripping his sword tighter, he decided to take the risk and go to a more open area. He was always cautious, for because he did not know the area, he was unsure of what Soquili could pose a threat to him. Trotting forward, he finally stumbled out of the trees.

He winced at the difference in brightness compared to the shaded forest, but felt better now then before. He hated the idea of always hiding, but had to remain cautious in order to avoid conflict. Though, looking around him, he noticed that the area seemed to pose no threat. Smiling, he trotted forward, which then progressed into a steady gallop. Feeling a rush of energy he bucked a few times, and then found himself peacefully scoping the landscape.



As Kitsune was nuzzling the grass beneath him, his ears perked up at the sound of hooves. He quickly grabbed his sword and kept his eyes keen, looking in all directions to who was there. He then noticed a mare approaching him, and he let his muscles loosen, for it seemed she was not coming at him as a threat. He slowly walked forward, until he was at a comfortable distance.

She was a lightly colored mare with a smiling face, and her bouncy expression made Kitsune put his sword down next to him. He didn't want to come off as a threat to her either, so he tried to act as naturally comfortable as possible. When they finally were at a talkable distance, he bowed his head to her, saying, "Hello there, my name is Kitsune. What is your name Miss?" He admired her color, for it stood out beautifully.



Kitsune nodded to the mare. "Esperanza, it is nice to meet you.." He then corrected himself nervously. "I mean Esper.." He sighed and looked down. "I apologize, I just haven't encountered anyone in a long time, though I am happy to have run into you." He smiled to her, bringing his confidence back. He was always a little flustered in front of females. He could take on any other stallion, but yet he was extremely timid to females.

"I hope I wasn't interrupting anything, I just saw you also trotting the field so I thought I would say hello." He shook his head to get a piece of man out of his face.



Kitsune was unaware of what 'Christmas' was, and as he listened to Esper, he tried to piece together what it might mean. Considering that she did not want to be alone, he figured it was some kind of celebration of some sort. "I am glad that I am able to keep you company, I have also been alone for some time." The cheerful female was just what he needed to get his spirits raised, and his anxious eyes changed into a lighter and more peaceful gaze.

"Is there anything you wanted to do on Christmas in particular?" He shuffled his front foot, embarrased but curious at the same time. Since he was there with her, he wanted her to be happy on her special holiday.



Kitsune quickly shook his head. "I also have no idea, and have never heard of it. I feel so out of place.." He chuckled, and wondered where he had been in this world. With a slight twitch of his leg he felt his blade still trustfully on his leg. "I must seem so boring.." He chuckled but then smiled at the mare. "If there is anywhere you wish to go I will keep you company. I still do not know these parts very well, but I am always happy to wander." He gently wiggled his tail.



((Poor Kitsune, he is so strong against other males but is a total dweeb in front of females rofl ))

He quitely moved his leg forward so his sword would fall behind it, embarrassed that he had made her notice such a thing. At her idea though, his eyes brightened almost too excitedly. "That sounds great! I must say though, I may be a laugh, I am pretty clumsy on ice." He chuckled to her.

Feeling his cheeks swell, he nodded to her kindly and said, "Thank you, you are too kind. " Perking his ears up, he looked to her again saying, "So, would you like to lead the way? I will do my best to follow right behind."



((Aww she is sweet <333))

He let out a gentle laugh at her comment, knowing that he too was the same way. "It makes the experience more fun that way, ice is so spontanious to walk on, you never know when one could fall."

He carefully picked up his sword in his mouth and walked up next to her. "That would be great then. I would be happy to always lead, though we would get horribly lost." He chuckled, knowing it was true. If he knew an area he was fine, but his lack of knowledge of the Soquili land usally ended up in him getting lost.



He shivered a bit from the different clumps of snow he was walking through, and he must of stood out immensely from his color. An easy target, his nervous battle mind thought.

"It doesn't seem like you do Esper." He chuckled to her, and put his eyes on her again. "Either way, I usually don't mind getting lost, there are always random adventures that come from that."

As they continued on, he looked to Esper on her next question. "Actually yes, I am quite new. Instead of doing what most do and going out and meeting people, I spent many days trying to adapt. I should have tried it the other way around.." He rolled his eyes to himself, but realized he was talking to her better and with confidence, so he took an easy deep breath in. His ears still scouted the area for any movement.

((Haha thanks, I've always wanted a dweeby war personality like his XD Where he is only cool when he fights or is angry X3 ))



"That is great you are social though, I am trying to be more like that. I just am not used to it, I was a warrior for most of my life so." He nodded to her.

Feeling completely embarrassed, he shrugged to her and said, "Forgive me, I do not mean to stray away from your attention at all." He sighed. "I just have a bad habit of always scouting the area to make sure there are no threats. Forgive me again." He bowed to her, feeling more stupid by the minute. Just when things were going well, he had to crash it again.

((Enjoy! ^_^))



Kitsune's eyes lit up, knowing that he could connect with her comment. "That is very impressive, you must be a strong leader then." He nodded to her, impressed with her information. "I was a commander for many years of my life, so I know the feeling of helping others survive." Although he usually did not go into much detail about his past, he wasn't ashamed or afraid to remember it.

He then felt his words stumble, and when he found his voice again, he said, "Yes I was, or have been all of my life. I guess you can say I am not used to peace, so forgive me again if I continue on with such distasteful actions." Sometimes he really couldn't help it, he grew up with threats always around him. He was born a warrior, and he would die one as well.

He then looked back at the mare, feeling like he was talking too much. "Tell me more about your herd, I mean I don't mean to ask too much.." He stopped embarrassed, but then turned back to her. "I mean, just in the sense of why you wouldn't have survived." He then shook his head, more mad at himself then before. "I don't mean to ask such a depressing subject, though I am interested in your story of course." He nervously smiled to her.







"But how can that be.." He said, but then realized he was the same way. "I would love to hear it, and of course I have the time. I am honored you would share someting so personal with me!." Had he truly met a friend already? He was shocked with the experience.

Of all situations he could ever imagine, one of them was having a mare be so kind to him, and even acknowledge him enough as a friend to say such things. It was hard enough coming to this new land and surviving, but meeting someone with the same feeling inside them made him not feel so alone finally.



Kitsune was speechless when Esper had finished her story. It had made sense to him now, everything regarding the subject. He thought for a few moments on what to say, for he did not want to say the wrong thing.

"I am so sorry to hear you had to go through that, though you are extremely strong for not giving up after it." He smiled to her. "And by the way, I still believe you are a good leader, you stay true to yourself, and that's all that matters. There is no definition of a leader- you make yourself one." Understanding her past memories' pain, he kicked at the ground, his mind filled with the story.

It had seemed to similar to him, and nodded to himself, sighing at the thought of the past. "Either way, it is good that you are living in the present here in the Soquili land. Although I apologize for making you remember such feelings, I now understand exactly where you are coming from."



He smiled at her, but realized his eyes must have faded as a curtain to the fake happiness he portrayed.

"Aye, I do.. I will be happy to share, you did do the same for me." He smiled at her, contemplating where to start.

"Let's see, I am from an ancient city in Japan. I was born to fight, literally. When I was born, I was scarred with a few ancient swirls on my back. That was a sign, I guess, to the village, that I would be the next leader. Well, when I say leader, I mean military wise.." He nicked at his cursed scars.
"That part of my life wasn't so bad, but the killing and fighting.." he stopped himself, knowing that he still was talking to a lady. More memories swept into his head, and his smile completely changed. Everything about his expression completely changed.
"The women I love.. she was killed by this sword.."
He was swelling.. his sword still next to his leg.
"I was the one that killed her, and to this day I will never forgive myself." He stopped and turned away, having the wind be the only thing moving around him.
"I was forced too, but that can never be an excuse. I don't want to, but I will carry this sword forever. How can I not?" He turned to her, wondering how disgusting he may look to her.
"Having to fight all the time was a horrible thing, but being here has helped me try to at least start a new life..."

He couldn't look at Esper, not now. He was shameless, though he had to be truthful. It was his past, and there was nothing else to it. Of course the stories went broader and deeper, but nothing stayed with him as intensely as that day.

"Forgive me.. Esper.." He said, twitching at himself. "I hope I can move on in this Soquili land as well.



Going back to his normal tweeky self, he blushed at the gesture from the mare. "I.. I.. thank you." He said, embarrassed as well. "I really am ok, I promise. I have had many years to think it through." He smiled to her, happy that he was able to reveal such a secret to someone.

"There is nooo reason at all to make you apologize, of all people." He smiled to her again. "Our history's were completely different, but through them we were both able to learn a separate story." He nodded to her boldy.

"I think we will make it just fine, I am just thankful that I ran into you. I haven't had a friend in a long time." He chuckled, remembering some of his buddies from the past.

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[PRP] Foal Frenzy! (Vodka and Zeda)
Dec 26th 06

(( XD at the name heart I am so lame >3 ))



Vodka pranced happily through the meadow, ignoring the cold breeze that was hitting his body. He had woken up this fine morning with tons of energy as usual, and he bounced back and forth in the open space. His mother had let him have the morning for himself, so he was excited to stray away. He always felt more mature when she let him do this, and he knew it would benefit his direction senses anyhow.

Sniffing the air a bit, he broke off into the fastest gallop his legs could accomplish, feeling the surge of energy slink throughout his body. He loved moments like these, for in his mind he was as strong as a warrior.



Vodka's ears shifted to the side, telling him to turn his head and look. As he turned, he looked to see another Soquili who was about his size coming towards him. In spite of his excitedness to see someone, he realized that he had completely lost balance and speed of where he was going! Before he knew it, he felt a huge THUMP as he slide down a hilly surface into a snow clump.

A few seconds later, after he realized he was indeed alive, he popped his head out, feeling his eyes roll around. "Wow, that was fun!" he said, giggling at his awesome strength.

Turning back to the other brightly colored foal, he realized what a stupid impression he had left for himself. Slowly making his way out of the snow clump, and feeling an awful bruise on his bum, he stumbled towards the female, hoping she wouldn't hate him by now. "Hey there! My name is Vodka, what is your name?" He then looked back at his mess, and turned to her again. "Sorry, I must have totally lost my running groove. Gotta watch out for that ice." He chuckled.



Vodka smiled at Zeda, and bowed his head politely. "Nice ta meet ya then!" He bounced his head up and down. He saw that Zeda was struggling to hide something, and from her facial expressions it looked like she wanted to laugh at him. Feeling his face mold into a bigger smile, he said, "Its ok if you want to break out laughing, what I did was pretty pathetic." He started laughing himself.

He nodded his head to her, saying "I love running of course. I have a lot of energy in the morning, so I like to just sprint a bit. The snow doesn't make for a safe ground, though." He cringed at the bruise on his bum.

"What about you, Zeda? What do you enjoy doing?" He wagged his tail cheerfully.



He giggled to her, and decided to reveal nothing new. "Heh, well I am weird, of course." His little face gleamed at her, feeling the same energy he grasped all of the time. "Your body freezes up? That sounds like it would be scary, I don't think mine has ever done such a thing.." His little innocent eyes made their way down to his legs, which were naturally twitching to make sure he still had movement. Realizing he wasn't frozen, he looked back at Zeda, ready to keep talking to her.

He turned his mouth into a slight frown, and responded, "I am sorry to hear about your granma'." Vodka didn't even know his, so he could never relate fully on the subject. "Hopefully you will be able to see her again soon." He nodded, felling hope for her as well. "I do the same thing as well, though I haven't been so lucky with berries, lately. Where do you go?" His eyes were widened, only because the taste of little berries sounded delicious at the moment. Since he didn't know, it appeared he wasn't the explorer he had thought he was.

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=6913279#93581284
[ORP] The Great Big Cave ((Familiar RP)
Dec 26th 06















As a cold gust hit Flurry, he cringed and shook as a reaction. It didn't occur to him to go out on a morning like today, and he did not realize the temperature that it was until he actually stepped out into the cold. His nose had felt like frost was building up on it, and he missed his warm teepee with all of his new friends.

He suddenly realized that there were many scents drifting around his nose. The scents were new to him, and he was of course curious. Dragging his frozen paws along with him, he entered the cave that brought him all of these new smells. He made his way through, hearing noises get progressively louder.

When he finally made his way into the cave, he saw many different animals that he had not seen before, and he stood as still as an ice block, not sure what to do. He wondered if they had spotted him yet.

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=7136623
[PRP] Who Stands Taller? (Ariston and Desdemona)
Dec 26 06

((For Cherie and Tweek ))



Ariston's day had proved to be more eventful then usual. From getting in a fight with one, and from meeting many other Soquili, he was quite confused with the change in events. He wasn't a fan of any kind of drama, that is unless it involved someone being obsessed with him. He sighed and wandered off on his own, something that helped him enjoy absorbing his beauty.

He also hated the damage that the weather was doing to his golden locks. He knew that it would be alright, and that he still looked marvelous, but knowing that his hair was suffering pained him. He scoffed here and there, just pissed at everything.



Ariston's ears suddenly twitched, feeling the faint sound of something moving. He wasn't acting as keen as usual, and he was allowing his neck to even slouch a bit for the sake of his energy. In the shadows of the forest, he was able to beautifully stand out in a golden but lazy haze. He sighed, wondering what could be in store for him now, especially since the air had changed into a different feeling.

Progressing forward, he stopped suddenly, seeing something bright approaching. He backed himself up, leaving more room on the simple trail. Whatever was coming towards him was a figure he had never seen before. His purple eyes rolled, and he lifted his head high in case it was a female. The scent told him that it was a female, but the air told him to stay away.




As Ariston's tired eyes caught sight of a brilliant arrangement of yellow to orange to red, he flicked his hair naturally, making sure to prepare for whatever was coming towards him. There was no reason to not look his best all the time, even if he was in a horrible mood. The faster the mare approached, the more confused Ariston felt. He was unaware of who this Soquili was, though from her actions he felt that she had a stunning presence.

The mare's expression showed no welcome, and Ariston decided to keep his mood, rather than try to impress someone with no intention of such a thing. He kept his frown, and rolled his eyes at such turn of events. Stretching his wings out to stay alert, he felt one hit a branch delicately, and he watched the snow ellegantly fall. He realized he looked bigger with his wings out, and they hid his slouchy back. He was finally ready for whatever was coming at him.








'Ah, she spoke..' he thought to himself, as the mysterious female had finally revealed herself. Although there was something dark about her, she was acting nothing like most Kalona mares. Ariston had had his share of dealing with Kalona mares, especially for their extremely violent natures. "No, you are not a threat.." He sighed, being asked that question soooo many times, for some reason by mares more than stallions. "I was just interested to see who was approaching me. I have not seen your face in these parts before, what a shame for me." He smiled at her, but not in his usual perverted manner. Those things would probably result in him being bucked, especially by this one.

"Unneccessary?" He chuckled, holding his composure. "Trust me, I am usually pretty honest on what is neccessary or not." With that he flicked his hair again, feeling it fall around him. His usual self would have either been trying to swoon the mare, or retreating for the sake of his bum getting kicked. With her however, he felt it was an interesting challenge. The challenge was not to sway, no no, it was a challenge of strength, but in a different way. He was holding his tongue almost constantly, only to see if he could truly handle her.



"Well excuse me, then." He said, scoffing. He had wasted plenty of his wonderful time trying to be formal to these mares, and none of them enjoyed it! "So, would it be better if I were not natural to myself? There is a difference between me being honest and me being natural." He slyly winked at her. Because of her harsh reaction, he realized that he needed not to put in the slightest effort that he usually did. Maybe his Kalona genes would help him out in this situation..it was worth a test shot. He was pissy and bored, anyhow.

"You are correct, I do not know what real shame is." He chuckled, 'man how spicy' he thought to himself. First she was judging his actions, and now his words? What could he do right? Obviously nothing. "I don't possess shame, I posses perfection, pride, glamour. Forgive me, but, " He growled, "Is that wrong by your standards, as well?" His purely white teeth were beginning to glimmer under his lip.



"I am glad you are enjoying the idea of perfection, though your opinion matters nothing to me." He eyed her, feeling his body heat sizzle. "So since you are so brilliant, what do you know of perfection then? I am perfect not only in sight, but also in breed, skill, and with treating a woman." He chuckled, wanting to continue. "Though, you do not seem as if you are familiar with such a subject."

But there was one thing that the cruel mare did bring up, and that was HIS hair. "I am sorry you were not born blonde, darling." He said, sneering his teeth, "But your little locks looks like it gives you the same problems as well." The Kalona in his veins wanted him to snap at this weakling, though he was impressed with how she manuvered her words. Lifting his head again, he shook it lightly, feeling that his beautiful goldmine was still there. "My hair is who I am, and like I said, you are just going to have to get over what I am."

Sin. Now that was a sketchy subject. "Many lable Pride as a Sin. To this day I still don't know why. How can loving oneself be a Sin? It isn't a matter of just loving oneself," He paused, glaring at her. "You should look at yourself, you carry pride around as if it were stuck in your hair. And you challenge me to such a thing?" The mare was tough, though what she was rebelling against wasn't going to work on Ariston, not this time. He continued to chuckle at the pride the mare carried herself.



"To tell you the truth, I don't know what I see in you. I don't know what you are hiding, or what you want me to see." His purple eyes looked at her, more serious then before. "I don't know what you would expect of such a lowlife as myself. Being a sin, it is what one should expect." He scoffed at her, kicking his leg into a tree angryly. "Why should I waste my time trying to figure out a mare who carries evil beyond words?"

"Tangle isn't in my vocabulary." He said, with the same confidence he always possessed. His ears were twitching with every comment she made about his hair, and his insides felt like they were going to explode. "But I am glad you see the comparison at least."

He thought for a second before answering her, and narrowed his view on her eyes only. He had gotten himself into a mess, indeed it was quite a mess. "It is obvious that there is nothing wrong with sin. It is actually an honor to know that I and seven others are creating such fine specimans of society." He chuckled, but agreed with that part. There was nothing wrong with his sin, at least. "Life is dull as it is, and if I am not creating others who posses a sense of vanity, then it is better to crush those who fail at obtaining it." He was suprised by his words, only because he had never said them so boldly.

Through her devious smile, he was confused by what he saw. 'Sharp.. teeth.' He thought, as the crazy female got.. more crazy on him. 'WHAT IS MY LUCK TODAY' he thought to himself. This female though, was not one to laugh about.

"Why do I feel that I am doing all of the talking?" He asked, with a harsh grin. "Its not that I don't mind but, I am interested in what you have to say as well, especially on sin."



All Ariston felt at this moment was a headache. The low-life act obviously wasn't something that she would buy, he felt dumb for even trying it. At this point though, he had no way of slinking around her words. "You are intriguing, so I thought it would be alright to see what you are. At this point, it is doing nothing but driving me insane. I hope that was your main goal, congratulations if it was."

His hair felt heavy on his pulsing head, and he was beginning to growl from it. "Fine, this is how I see it. I came in here with a challenege I thought I could take. Don't get me wrong missy, I stomp you in many different ways, though, especially beauty wise.." He sighed, just wanting her to stop playing with his mind. "Death?" He heard her say. That was something a little harsh for him. He enjoyed playing with the minds of others, but she obviously was at a higher level with this sort of thing. "I don't use such tactics. In your eyes, that must be weak, then?"

"Of course I enjoy hearing my own voice," he snapped. "But everytime I say someting, you pick at it like a piece of meat. You pick and pick and pick until there are flies also helping you destroy it." His eyes were starting to get red in veins, and the air coming out of his nose felt hotter than before.

"Thank you for giving me all of this insight," He said, colder than before, "But what is YOUR problem. Seriously, I can see that your way of doing things is a way of attack, which by the way is impressive. If I could applaud you I would," He raised an eyebrow. "But you have reached a point where I can't even listen to you anymore. I asked you about yourself because what I say obviously has no meaning ANYWAYS." He realized he was yelling, but didn't care anymore. Why should he have manners for the crazy abomonination anyways.

He put his head down, blocking whatever else she was saying for that moment. He didn't believe in the inner-peace whatever, but he felt better knowing she wasn't tearing apart his mind.

((Applauds Desde O__O Has Ariston fallen? Maybe tomorrow I will be better XD I need to work on ebilness >c rawr))



He felt his eyes drain with a constant glare at her, and his ears stood sharply behind him. His body had changed from its usual composure, and he was slouching, and acting in such a menacing way that it almost felt unnatural to him. He know it was wrong, though, to always ignore such feelings of hate and disgust. He put aside his Kalona rage into the back of his head for reasons he did not even know, but the mare had sucked them out, making them overpower his little brain.

"There is nothing that I enjoy from you, I think we have established that already." He said, feeling bolder and more confident with his tongue. He was starting to bend at his frustration, and save it to his own advantage. "Heh, it appears that that is a lesson that I have learned now." He wacked his tail towards a small bush, feeling the branches shatter off it. "I do not think it is wrong for you not to be comfortable, they are your own tactics, and define what and who you are." He wondered at her question, and answered, "Of course." feeling his mouth twist with an awful smile.

"How can I not believe that this is all for your own amusement? I think you made hints of that very clear, at least for my ears." He naturally had one of his twitch, feeling sorry for what his ears had been through. "You are only responding to them because this is fun for you. It is obvious that through your cruel ways, you are able to learn what you want, and hear what you want. I am sick of doing such things for you." He felt his chin rise, wondering why he hadn't stuck up for himself before. Just because she was harsh to him, did not mean he couldn't handle it. He had encountered many Kalona mares with blood on the tips of their mouths, and although her ways were intimidating in a different way, he knew it was nothing he couldn't survive.

He wondered for a second what she wanted to accomplish from such a statement. Anything he said would most likely come flying at him painfully, so he wanted to collect his words. The most simple of words seemed fit, though he was still cautious. At this point, he felt he had handled everything enough. "What the hell are you?" Is all that came out of his glimmering lips. His muscles had ached from standing so still, that he felt his body shake at the sudden feel of the wind. "What do you want from me?"



"I am not asking for kindness." He snapped at her, knowing it was a foolish thing to even consider from the mare. He was past such thoughts, knowing she was offering nothing else but cruel thoughts and words. "I don't know why I stay, maybe I should leave. But like I have mentioned, where would that leave me? I may have the opportunity to fly away unharmed, but you will still remain the mystery that you are to me now, then." He knew it was probably a waste to keep scoping in to who and what she was, but he couldn't help being curious.

Her eyes frightened him a bit, and he realized she really did love those things. He was wrong for even comparing her to a Kalona mare, for she was much more than he could handle. "I see, and am not suprised. In this life there are many positions that need such creatures, especially that enjoy bloodshed. I used to think I was unable to do so, but I am not ashamed of such Kalona traits." His eyes looked sad, but he tried to hide it. Although he showed kindness, others expected him to not enjoy the taste of blood and flesh, when it was always his favorite, and he needed it. He had to do such things in private, and with his pure white body, he would have to wash the bloodstain out many a times.

He was shocked, though was aware of her as a mare of strength. He bowed down to her lightly, some of him wanting to not believe her, and the other half enjoying her comment. "It was hard, to of course understand you in the beginning. I thought I had to act my stupid self, though I thank you for letting me act my way for once." He locked eyes on her, but lightened his glare. "I know you possess no kindness, but I do not feel it was a waste I have met you. You have taught me some things I should rethink.." He scoffed at himself, knowing it was always confusing in his head.

The mystery was finally solved, and his eyes dropped at her comment. One thing he had never wanted to do, was run into a skinwalker. At her lips moving, he couldn't believe he was still alive. "I am impressed, Miss Skinwalker. Never have I run into one, and you possess such strength that I can never be the same match.." He never said such things to anybody, though in this case it wasn't a compliment for him; it was the truth. She had almost ripped him apart this entire time, but in a different way. Ariston's clouded brain was unable to find itself at times, and Desdemona was sneaking in through their discussions.

"Aye, it is.." His eyes looked away, knowing she was right. His Pride was perfect, and would never leave him. It was his greatest treasure, and his biggest strength. Though, he knew he possessed more strength, but he never went out of his way to teach himself and use it. "There are many things that I must learn."



Every word, breath, and expression Desde gave to him stayed in his mind, and he stood there, motionless, as she made her way away from him. There was nothing he could do except fall onto a tree, for his body and mind were completely exhausted. Despite the fact that his mind felt like rushing water, he ignored it for the moment, and could only stand there, breathing heavily.

The sweat finally appeared, and it dripped off his forhead and back, making him queezy. He never did such disgusting bodily things, but he allowed himself such horrid pleasures this once. He always held his body back, but in this moment, his body and mind were completely disconnected.

For the rest of the evening, he sat there, dazed and disconnected from himself.

(( *bows with Cherie for an EXCELLENT RP* <33333 ))

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=7149213
[PRP] Who's There? (Heartless and Ariston)
Dec 27th 06



((Everytime I see Heartless I faint ;;oo;; XD <33 ))

Soaring through the sky, Ariston felt like a million bucks. He didn't even know what a million bucks was, but he knew it was a good thing. He dramactically turned here and there, flying over his usual area where many of the females gossiped. After hearing many 'Ooooos and Aaaas' he knew his work was done. "Oh what a productive day.." He thought to himself, for in Ariston's mind one thing at a time was productive.

He landed almost too perfectly in the trees, and avoided the many branches around him. He didn't want to walk away with any nasty scars. He stuck his chest out naturally, and calmed himself in the cool of the trees. Here he could hide from any unwanted eyes, even though he never wanted that.



Ariston had many special abilities that other stallions failed to recognize, or that were to lazy to recognize. He demanded perfection from himself at all times. One skill he had, was being able to know a female was around at a doable distance. He sensed something that was not familiar to him, so he raised his awareness to what was around him.

Shuffling his feet back a few paces, he turned almost in a complete circle, looking at everything around him. He spotted something, but then realized it was nothing. Hearing a crunch of a leaf, he turned over to the side to see a dark shadow hiding by a tree. The one thing he could see from it, was it's glowy eyes. 'Hello?" He said, sort of spooked out.



(( >D *chomps* ))

"So my eyes do not deceive me? There is indeed a lovely Kalona hiding behind a tree!" His instincts were almost... too creepy at times, but he could easily see the tip of the tail of the mare, and guess that she was a Kalona. He approached just a tad further, but left her enough space. He did not want her to run away on him, so he took it slow.

He did though, take a deep breath in. This was the first Kalona mare in a long time who had not tried to kill him in the first two seconds of spotting. "May I ask you your name?" His purple eyes were eager to see who was hiding behind a tree, and her mysterious ways brought his curiosity out. That was definitely something that was rare. He just couldn't get over that someone from his own species did not want him torn apart that quickly.



He sighed. "I must be scary, then?" He chuckled, wishing she would feel more comfortable. "But anywho, my name is Ariston." Her name rang into his head. Heartless? So.. did she really not posses a heart? He cringed at that thought. Although he had a heart, all of it was for himself. Never had he shown what a heart would posses for someone else. It was the way he was, the way he was made. Who know if his own heart could ever be unlocked, too.

With a sway of his tail, he pondered on what he should do next. He was really hoping to actually have a conversation with a Kalona mare for once, though that did not look like it was likely. "I have never seen you around, Miss Heartless. Do you usually prefer the shade or night? Nightime is my favorite of all, though I doubt I could blend in like you do.." Saying that, he looked down at his obnoxiously white body, but inside gleamed at how perfect he was.



Ariston's ears perked up happily, only because the mare said many words this time. Maybe him being true to somebody could actually make situations work. "Ahh, and shade is nice for the skin, of course. So I take it you are not a fan of the daylight? Hmph, don't worry, you aren't missing anything but lots of drama." He sighed and leaned against a soft bush. Lately the drama had been overflowing like crazy, and he was starting to get achy from it. First the lazy stallion, and now someone new who avoided such things? The thought of staying away now seemed even more lovely to him.

He swapped his tail at the feeling of a branch tickling his back, and he sighed again at how relaxed he felt. He just wished Heartless could feel that way as well.

"Do you enjoy flight? It is very soothing, and another way to escape the daily horrors." It was one of the only ways that Ariston was able to stay sane. He would soar just let himself find all the things that mattered, which were usually petty things about himself. Though, it had proven itself a useful skill for relaxation.




"Ahh, I see.." He said, as he watched the cat-like figure surround him. He was delighted that she finally appeared, though was overwhelmed by what she looked like. She was an impressive Kalona, even if she didn't see it herself.

"Do not fly?!" Ariston almost gasped at the thought. "I can understand that you do not want to fly on a sunny day but, flying in the nighttime is most amazing." His eyes filled with excitement, as he ignored her sulky surrounding of him. "Would you like to go fly now? I promise, you are going to thank me after. You are blessed with wings! You are meant to fly!" He sounded like he was giving a pep speech, and even that scared him. But for a moment, he felt a tad sorry for the female, wanting her to experience more than what she already had.

He figured that she would most like reject, but decided to flap his own wings out. In doing so, it helped him stand out much taller and bolder than before, and the glimmering gold and white was as bright as ever.

"Flying in the moonlight.." He said, quietly. "There is no such better thing. He looked up at her, with a bit of child in his eyes.



As he made his way through a small clearing, the trees started to move out onto the sides, revealing a beautiful spectacle of nature. The forest continued on, but the clearing itself was a small opening, where the dark night sky was completely visible. Ariston had taken a notice that the sky was dark this evening, probably because of some hazy clouds. He knew that if the stars were shinning too brightly, Heartless would have never ventured into such an area.

There were a few big rocks scattered here and there, but it was mainly open space. It was an area that Ariston knew well, only because many did not know of it. It was hidden deep in the forest, and it was a place where Ariston was able to take naps, or even just relax against a tree.

He walked out onto the middle, and put his gaze on the sky. To him, it was unfortunate that the clouds were making it so dark, but it still allowed for the moon to peek out here and there. He glistened in the few rays of moon drops, and let his wings fold out, further than in the cramped forest to his sides. He wondered what Heartless was thinking, and if she was even still there. Flapping his wings gently, he swooped up into the air, but stayed low and just a bit over the trees. He followed the circle of trees, and stayed around the natural flatland. He wondered why Heartless was so uncomfortable with the gift of flight, and he wondered if his spectacle of enjoyment would do anything for her.



There was no change in Heartless, so Ariston was indeed more confused then before. He slowly made one last cricle and then landed in the clearing. His body faced the opposite direction from where Heartless was hiding, but he raised his head, saying, "Why do you continue to just hide from me?" His eyes stayed forward, feeling a bit sad with her nothingness reaction. "I thought you would at least have some kind of reaction, though I was obviosuly wrong." He finally turned his body around, facing exactly where she was. He didn't care if she fled, but he needed to confront her.

"I tried my best to do something to tickle your fancy. Maybe you don't even wish for anything?" His eyes screamed at her, wondering what she was thinking. "Well, either way I did enjoy you company.. well what you briefly said I guess." He chuckled, but then brought his stern reaction back.



"Aye, I think I finally understand that. I just thought you were always hiding in the darkenss, but I guess it is just something you prefer overall." He nodded his head at the new information, as if saving it.

He then looked at her thouroughly, and curved his lips into a smile. "Heartless, do you even enjoy my company? If I am disturbing you I can always take my leave..especially if that is something you prefer." Thinking about it, he wondered if it was crazy for him to keep persuing some kind of reaction in her, and if he was the one causing her discomfort. She obviously wasn't comfortable, and if he was the cause, why should he continue to punish her. That wasn't his main goal, overall.

Bringing his wings back next to him comfortably, he continued to watch her, wondering what was going through her glowing eyes.



(( I think I am going to end it, only because I haven't thought of any other Ariston schemes, but I think they should RP again for sure X3 !! ))

Ariston sighed and looked at her, feeling exhausted from his efforts. "No you are not bothering me of course, I am just a bit tired.. I have tried everything in my power, and now all I want to do is fall over." He chuckled at Heartless, and looked up at her again. Could he ever make her smile, or even open up a bit? That was something Ariston would just have to work on.

"Well, either way I am afraid I must take my leave, but I hope it is ok if I find you again, I think I now know where to look." He winked at her, and prepared his wings, swinging his long mane back behind him. "Farewell for now, Heartless. I hope your evening continues to remain pleasant." Feeling the sky again, he dashed up into the air, and swerved away, thinking about his evening and what could happen in the future.