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 Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 2:42 pm
"Damnit...."
Zevach cursed under his breath, standing beside a stream in the darker parts of the forest where not many lurked. Well, other than those soquili which parents fortold that went bump in the night. He didn't care, he'd met one that went bump in the night, and in all honesty he wasn't that bad. actually, he was proud to call that nightmarish Soquili his mentor.
Yet that title came at a bit of a price.
There was a long scabbed gash along his side which interfered with the flow of his tribal markings. Puncture wounds riddling his backside which looked gruesome yet was still in the process of healing. Ezriel was something else, yet for two different reasons they felt the same deep down inside. He felt a bit of a bond with the mutant, and that made the pain of his wounds so much easier to handle.
However, another wound he had was much more hard to deal with. And that was the one from the very Soquili he knew as father. The spat they had gotten in earlier had left a swelling bump on his forehead, although the colour changes were difficult to see from under his teal-navy pelt. Biting his lip hard as a quite livid look was written all across his face, he couldn't believe how his father had reacted to the news that he didn't want to be a pushover like he was....what with that no fighting lifestyle of his. What good came out of that! War was present in daily life, he had the bloody right to be able to defend himself and if need be, take a life!
Yet that was when the older stallion had snapped, something in which Zevach had never even imagined possible. No sooner that he had said that, he was on the ground, barely able to dodge the enraged hoof of his father which resulted in the nick on his forehead. All he could do was to cry out for him to stop, and after seeing the devastated and crazed look on his father's face before he ran off, Zevach was visibly shaken by the ordeal.
"Some F*%$'in father he is...." He swore, closing his eyes as the stream rippled from a few solitary tear drops which further disturbed the surface.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 8:48 am
 "Could it be the world's gone colder?
Baby, i'm a losing soul
The more i try it just gets harder
And my pain is getting old
Somebody said that nothing lasts forever
Just the storm so i've been told
But it seems that when it rains it pours
And you know the rain won't last forever
And you know the storm won't always flow
But if the sun don't shine forever
You gotta let it go..."
The mare hummed lightly to herself, she had learned to let the song of her father and the warrior of her mother coexist inside her. Rather than clash and not accept one over the other like she had in the past. She still felt torn with her past relationships with her family but she learned to let it go. It made things easier, to let it come and go like the storms.
Her intertwined gold and azure mane had grown long as she had wished for, from that short wretched one she had started out with. She was happy with that. Though she felt like she was mismatched sometimes as if her wings shouldn't have gone there or at least a different color. She didn't know, perhaps she was just being picky. She was meticulous over herself though.
As she hummed walking through the forrest she had noticed that it seemed to have gotten darker. Her brother, Ares had warned her of these parts as a foal. But now things were different, she was full grown though it was still dangerous she'd take the chance. Apparently, not many would mess with her through these parts for Ares had made appearences as a young stallion and had put many in fear of him. That and Pandora was like his little lap puppy. Unikalonas were often confusing. However she kept singing her sorrowful tune as she moved along.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 12:41 am
Perking his ears slightly, the soft melody of singing came to his ears to intertwine with the stream. The sounds were calming, as the stallion sighed lightly to himself; blinking away his watering eyes. How was it this song sounded like it was coming from his own soul? Not to say that the stallion had a 'softer' side to him; screw that, yet there was times that he wasn't feeling exactly himself.
"Sometimes my burdens get so heavy
And it seems too hard to bear
Sometimes I feel so empty
And it feels like no one's there
Somebody said that nothing lasts forever
Just the storm so I've been told
But it seems that when it rains it pours "
He sang gently with his deepend vocals, no longer high pitched and vibrant as his youthful colt days...they held a deep sense of torment from the world. Needless to say things had changed alot from his rough and tough days of his youth.
Snapping partially out of his thoughts, red eyes whirled around the area and glared angrily. Who the hell would be all the way out here? Unless it was some sort of Kalona....yet thanks to his mentor, Zevach knew how to deal with those types. Growling almost like a canine, he stomped his foot and snorted, "Hello?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:22 pm
Isis' ears flickered when she had heard someone, male obviously singing along. Her head turned as she wandered towards it before she was cut off with an adrupt and rather agressive greeting. "Hello." she stated her blue eyes scanning him. He looked so familiar but she couldn't quite place him.
Her azure and gold mane fell over her shoulder as it grazed the ground. Her eyes stood out with the gold markings under them against that dark pelt of hers but even more the intensity of them.
"Do I know you?" she asked in a subtly gentle tone. His eyes, those eyes were so familiar.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 2:31 pm
F*ck. There actually was someone around!
Quickly rubbing his eyes on his shoulder, despite the overall redness of his eyes aside from the irises easily giving his state away; he kept up his fascade. As the mare walked into view, one of his ivory brows raised in realization....why did she look like he'd seen her from somewhere before? Her eyes were intense, a bit of a firm look in them as they stared quite bluntly - both trying to figure out where they'd seen one another before.
Pft. Of course she'd know him, he was on his way to being famous afterall! Maybe he wasn't exactly too well known yet, but soon the lands would tremble at his name; none would dare ever cross his path. He'd brawl and kill if he must!.............wait. Wait just a moment. Brawl..?
"Isis?" He spat out, almost in disbelief. Could this Mare really be that filly he'd all out fought against as a colt, and then met again in her moment of tenderness? No, it couldn't be. One so....well, heck, pretty as she couldn't be that ornery little stuck up princess he'd known way back when.
Smirking slightly as the realization was confirmed by that marking on her hip, he tilted his head to the side the way he'd done so many times before. "Well well well....seems like it is you. Not so much of a tiny bratty brawler are you? That croppy hair has also seemed to vanish too." Not so much of a compliment, but moreso he wasn't being rude, so maybe it was a very slight compliment.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 2:54 pm
She remembered now, she distinctly remembered giving him a swift kick back in the day. She smiled softly, she would take his words as a compliment rather than rude.
"It's good to see you too Zevach." remembering that he liked to be the 'tough' one she woudn't mention the tales that his eyes told. Her tail flickered as she almost flushed as he looked her up and down. How odd.
She smiled deviously, "No and indeed it did," she replied coming closer to him, close enough to be in touching distance as she tilted her head upwards to see him. "My, my hasn't the little, silver tongued colt grown?" she said it in such a tongue that it couldn't be even derived to be hateful or spiteful just, teasing.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 1:58 am
"I suppose it would be good to see someone like me again." He joked, partially. Flicking his tail behind him he strode around the femme as he took he all in. Really, she'd turned out to be a pretty mare. Large wings, although tipped in red still held the grace and elegance she'd desired as a filly. Hair long and luxurious, a body which could be used for fighting.
And from what he'd heard....a voice like the one she said her father had.
It seemed she'd gotten exactly what she wanted from life; instead of being chosen for one trait she'd gotten everything. Zevach felt happy for her....slightly that is. For some odd reason, he felt rather restless tonight...since that run in with Ezriel he'd realized that if he made one bad mistake that his life could be the price. It gave the stallion a bit of a mortality check to say the least.
"Feh. You better believe it. Its a bit strange to get used to, i'll admit, but it sure beats being a colt. Nothing will stand in my way now." He smirked victoriously, tossing his head back in the night air; eyes gaining their brightness back into the ruby like state they were usually in. Tonight though, he didn't feel much of the need to be on guard around her, unless she got pissy and decided to kick him once more.
"So why such a depressing song?" He asked, a bit curious.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:01 pm
"I can stand in your way," she replied with a raised brow and a slight smile. She flicked her tail as those long bangs fell into her face. Truth be told she was glad she had seen him again. He seemed different...not like he used to. Perhaps it was just her mind getting to her.
"It's not depressing," she scoffed with slight sarcasm. "It's a song about times won't always being so bad. That you shouldn't hold on to the cloud over your head."
She shrugged, "Why, did it sound depressing?" she asked nosing him in the cheek with a soft grin. Her wings ruffled, actually intrigued with the conversation. The heart on his nose looked so cute. She couldn't keep her thoughts straight, they seemed to wander as of late. Zevach had grown handsome, though she hoped his personality had developed too. She knew he had a big heart, he couldn't hide it from her no matter what he tried.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:26 pm
Now that he wasn't expecting. Drawing back a half step, he wasn't sure how he would take to such kindness....in fact; his mind was drawing a blank at this very moment. He wanted to yell out that he wouldn't let her stand in his way, not then, now or ever....yet he knew that he probably didn't have the galls to pull a stunt like he did when they were foals. Then again....he was a loose canon back then, at least now he had the slight patience to think before he acted.
...well, at least whenever Marius wasn't concerned. F*#$. He could always strike just the right cord with him.
The nudge to his cheek caused a faint blush to blaze across his cheeks, and fortunately it was only slightly detectable thanks to the demi dark pelt he aquired from his father. "I'd...." He started, huffing and turning his head to the side to avoid eye contact with the mare untill he could push the heat back out from his cheeks. "...rather just deal with it. Not to even think of those times and to just push it all away." Okay, maybe it didn't sound so depressing from the lyrics....yet that soft and melodious tone she sun in made it seem sullen and serene.
Heck....Zevach couldn't even think straight at the moment.
"Whatever." He quickly retorted, looking back to Isis as he masked the thoughts running through his mind as he stood tall. "What were you doing out here anyways? Its unusual for anyone else to be out in this neck of the woods...?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:34 pm
It really was adorable how he tried to shun himself from her, and hide the fact that he was at a loss for words for a couple of moments. She flicked her tail, he cool eyes watching until he came back into eye contact with her.
There.
"I don't know felt like traveling? I'm a big girl now" she wing as she looked over her shoulder from where she came. "Why? Are you worried?" She asked with an innocent tilt of her head. She was by far from innocent but it was quite amusing to watch him squirm for words like before. Though there was something else in him that she just couldn't quite place.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:50 pm
Worried? s**t, he was digging himself into his own grave....instinct told him to run, run far and fast. When confrontation wasn't going his way he began to have little and littler time to think about what he was going to say. Now he was just backing himself up against the wall.
"I could care less." He grumbled, flicking his tail and walking past her so they were back to back; yet he did stop when a few paces away and looked back. "Yet I suppose it would bug me if you were torn to pieces before my eyes. Too much gore." Oh, how delicately stated that had been.
"I'm leaving, there's nothing to do here. You coming or not?" He inquired, a partial invitation(Well, only in the sense that he'd never admit it was an invitation) for her to join him. Needless to say he didn't want her staying here, since as much as a hard a** as he was he'd rather not hear that she'd been attacked by whatever haunted these woods. Nor could he run here, which his legs had been itching to do for quite some time now.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:56 pm
"D'aw..." the female looked almost sad, "I thought you cared." she knew he did. She smiled, her ears flickering forward amused. She looked around the woods, remembering what everything looked like and was placed. Hiding it in her memories.
"If you insist," she replied she trotted the paces he had moved brushing that soft, feathered wing against his side as she moved slightly in front of him. A slight spark in those blue eyes as she looked over her sholder to get a good glance at those ruby colored eyes.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 3:24 pm
Snorting loudly, Zevach turned his head back ahead. Girls, what was with them now that they wern't loud mouthed spitfires? It seemed once they got older the only thing that changed was they were cunning, manipulative and sly. Not to mention all the physical stuff.
With wide eyes as his body shivered softly at the touch of her wing, gritting his teeth he blinked. Frowning deeply as she looked back, his ears flattened as he became flustered. "Hey! Stop that!" He hissed, he wasn't liking this...vodoo spell she was putting on him. Catching up, but keeping his distance, he walked on out of the woods.
"So...." He spoke, the silence was horrid. "How....are things with your family...?" He asked, last time they'd spoken she'd run off so abruptly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 3:47 pm
"Stop?" she asked. "Stop what?" she laughed slightly as she teased.
Her tail flicked, setting her into a trot as he caught up and they exited the woods. It really was beautiful out. The moon was lighting the velvet sky and the stars that adorned it. The dark grass blowing in the wind...she liked it.
She paused looking back to him, "My father and I are on okay conditions, I don't see my siblings or mother much...they just aren't around...besides my half brother. Except...I think he's fallen in love if that is possible." she prodded a joke at her eldest brother. "And you?" she hesitated to ask with his tear stained face from earlier.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 6:27 pm
"You know!" Zevach's frown deepend, he didn't like when words failed him, since words were often mightier than any physical damage he could inflict on others. Her teases were intoxicating, but really down right annoying. Thankfully his sister Eponine wasn't like this....and he hoped she never would be. "Stop being a girl! With your...grins and teases....its freaking me out!" He near growled, yet it seemed his threats wern't as full as life as they once were. Perhaps it was thanks to him gaining a consious and that girls shouldn't be rough housed.
As the pair entered the meadows, he looked about at the magificent view. The chilled breeze felt nice against his face and body as it passed...surely his sister would drift off into her fantasy world if she'd been here.
Listening rather well to what Isis had to say about her family, he could only grin at the part about her eldest brother. "Hmph. Love is for chumps and airheads." He huffed, tossing his mane back as he stepped out into the long grass....his face away from Isis as he replied to her.
"They haven't been going so well for my relationship with my father and brother....but its hopeless anyways. My Mother and sister are fine though...I should really go see them sometime." Since he had been using most of his extra time with Ezriel...
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