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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 12:37 pm
This is a self rp featuring Gareth concerning his thoughts about the disappearance of his beloved Chosovi.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 12:41 pm
Dawn was breaking over the Kawani lands, the sky awash with the gold and pink colors of awakening advising as much, but the stallion was not stirred. As he stood in the still darkened world staring stonily up at the fingers of light stretching toward him all he could do was think of her. An unbearable weight upon his chest threatened to drag him back toward the patch of earth from which he had just risen, a weight he knew was not caused by the formidable plate of armor guarding his broken heart. He had always known they would have to part one day, she said as much, but he never imagined it would feel like this.
The way he saw it he had two options, he could either accept it for the tragic loss that it was or continue to search for answers as to the veiled circumstances of her disappearance. And, taking into consideration the expansive cornucopia of questions tormenting him each day, the former simply would not do. Suddenly he found himself feeling closer than ever to his sorrowful mother who pined after a stallion who left her shortly after she birthed his children. His nostrils flared at the notion and his eyes slowly slipped from the sky to a small pebble fighting to keep its shadow in the wake of the relentless sunlight. From what his half-sister Amelia had told him, his mother had never intended to stay with his father. She always sought the love she had lost and, though Gareth vowed to never be as pathetic as all that, he found himself in exactly the same situation.
The pebble that was his focal point soon fractured into multiple smaller pieces as his hoof fell resolutely atop its tiny form. He would not lose himself as his mother had, but he would at least give searching for Chosovi a shot. He needed to know why she simply vanished without a word, what had caused her to leave so suddenly and, most importantly of all, if his feelings for her had been misplaced. He felt an acidic sourness begin to accumulate within his gut as the realization that he sounded exactly like his mother began to surface. Only moments ago he had pledged to not follow her down the hollow path she had carved for herself, yet here he was obsessing. His teeth began to grind as he struggled with the dilemma within him.
After a few more moments of worthless strife he lifted his head and wheeled quickly in the opposite direction of the still rising sun. He would find her, he had to. He needed to be able to call her She-wolf once more, to feel the lash of her tail across his face when he did something she did not approve of. Whether he would end up like his mother or not would remain to be seen, but he could not simply act as though nothing along their travels had ever happened. Regardless of whether or not it made him a pathetic fool, he could not leave the mare he had so unceremoniously met while she was being chased by a bear. He could not forget caring for her after their battle with the Skinwalker, or how she brought a warmth to his heart and soul that he had never experienced before then. “Chosovi…” He murmured as he selected a heading, “I will find you.”
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