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 Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:13 am
Its finally happened... Zaribe has truly found his soul mate.
Now he's off to find the perfect gift for his beloved, something that she will cherish and respect him for. So any soquili is welcome to help his search.*Highlight for details*
Plot: Zaribe wants to get his mate a gift. So he went to Celendria for an answer, which she gave him a basket. She told him to go out and meet others and ask for a gift to contribute to Tic Tac. Only then will he know which is the best (all of them will be given, but don't tell him).
Goal: He is to gather as many items as possible that fit in the basket. Could be almost anything from flowers to shells, to feathers. It just has to fit in the basket.
Requirement: What I need is 4-5 RP posts or less from a soquili offering a gift. You must include a picture of what you offer or even a drawing, as long as it fits inside. Please post an image of your soquili as well.
Outcome: Zaribe will learn that doing things alone isn't always the way, and he'll meet many friends in his quest.Please... only post after you've contacted me and are on ze listSoquiliRein's herd:Celendria (basket), Shaylee (Sugarplums), Mizu (shell), Feena & Yuuri (Amethyst pendent & a Crystal ball), Cassiopeia (White Lilies), Sweet Stuff&Peaches (Spearmint sprig & Blue violets), Kairi, Arwen, Tirrana
~Latonia de la Courtel~ : Aureate (Precious Gemstones)
Lunadriel: Ayelet (Feather)
Samus: Dyami (Red Rose)
Sleet: Lyra (Dandelions)
Parue: Catori (stripped flower), Samedi (bracelet)
Amirynth: Malis (treasure map)
Lorako:Starla (white rose)
Bloody Buffy: Jean Claude & Esperanza (rock and a necklace)
Cait: Frosta (Bleeding heart flowers), Isabella (Amber), Zaicate (Arrowhead necklace), Zahariah (Amethyst heart stone), Rowenya (Rock of lightning and sand), Christabel (two striped feathers)
Grace: Gabriela (Tulip from her mane)
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:40 am
As his great wings pushed him in fell swoops through the clouds, the parrot stallion pondered just what would be fitting for his Sunny rainbow. So many things pulsed in his thriving mind with images as brilliant as the colors that painted and formed his mate.
So, just what should he find for her? A beautiful shell from the vast ocean containing many forms of life and treasure, or a flower that bloomed bright and gorgeous to accent her mane and figure? Oh whatever would he bring back when everything seemed just right for her he sighed with another wing beat. Turning toward the horizon he followed the sky till it melted with the trees pondering an idea. If anyone from his knowledge could suggest a wondrous idea... it was Celendria whom so nicely invited him to live there with her mismatched herd.
Descending toward the ground he tossed his head landing decently with all four hooves upon the ground. Flicking his braided tail he walked slowly looking around the place. Tirranna was standing idly by cooking some sort of dinner in that weird pot hanging strangely over the fire. The smell of the food, cooked or not, was quite inviting. But, he himself wasn't forgetting Tic because his stomach grumbled with a ferocious hunger like usual.
Walking slower he gazed around for the one that shone of the wintry days, a sculpture that radiated in the sun's warm gaze. Her whole form was lithe and limber with such elegance in her words and motions. She stood off further toward the clearing, perhaps meditating to herself as a river of silver white silk swayed in a lucid fashion behind her.
Forgetting that grumbling his stomach so ignorantly protested he bypassed the food addressing the icy mare.
"Celendria. You're looking quite radiantly today, " he grinned with that silly manner accompanied by a wink, "I need your help please". He spoke in such an excited tone with his expression almost urgent.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:55 am
Celendria turned her head gently to the side as her cerulean eyes gazed upon the striking red hue of the parrot based stallion. He'd always been the sort to beg, even follow after others if food was present, but for some strange reason he didn't heed nor halt to the smell of the sweetness cooking in the pot.
Interesting.
His words were fickle yet carried an urgency, almost devoted intent to them. Of course she'd assist him in any way she could. Smiling she stood quite intently gazing upon him before her muzzle uttered a sound, "Help? Why Zaribe of course I'll help you... What is it that you desire?" She waited patiently wondering if he would release a torrent of requests or perhaps one single one for he was a stallion of many capabilities. But the one thing that caught her eye as he flexed his wing, was the strange new tattoo painted upon his rump. That which depicted a parrot like himself flying over a brilliantly curved rainbow. Ah, now it was making sense to her as her soft eyes smiled back at him.
Seemed he'd chosen a mate which the owner of the mare firmly agreed upon. My, how the herd like the seasons was always changing to something new and wonderful.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:04 am
Zaribe noted that she had finally seen his new artwork and made sure to display it proudly with a wiggle of his rump, followed by a toss of his head. He was quite proud to say he'd found a mate, one that made him strut and preen with such deliberation.
"Oh great... I knew you would," he chatted quite fast with a laugh seeping in his words of silliness, "See I have a mate now and I need help". He tossed his head, practically paced in place eager to tell the soon-to-be elder of his predicament.
"I need to find the most special, unique, wondrous, fantastic, simply out of this world present for my Sunny rainbow. So I need your help because you'd know what she'd like and all". He watched her with a glimmer in those deep brown orbs searching for the answer. She just had to know since she was well Celendria right?
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:17 am
Celendria chuckled listening to the fluttering of love as they puffed from his chest so dominantly. Something that would be fitting for a lovely new bride, a token of love that would make her remember him for ages to come. There simply was so many ideas that it could make one's head buzz with excitement. But, finding something perfect took expertise and knowledge of the other in question. To not know their dislikes or favorite things was quite difficult... but she had a brilliant idea.
"Hmmm, " she started with a radiant smile looking around her, "This will be quite tricky, but I do have a solution that will help you".
Walking in her cool headed fashion of serene grace and elegance she headed toward the teepee bobbing her head as she went along. She could feel his presence as he followed her closely wondering just what answer she'd give him. Ohh a pendent, or a necklace, an apple, or even a shell. What would it be she could hear him thinking. She smiled as her head inserted in the teepee flap reaching inward. Finally she found just what she was searching for. Tirranna wouldn't mind him taking one, for now anyways.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:33 am
Zaribe waited anxiously to see what Celendria was pondering, though his ears swiveled and fell strangely limp at the sight before him. What she carried was a wicker typebasket constructed of Tirranna's own handiwork adorned with handle.
"Is this the most perfect gift... I don't understand" he murmured trying to understand what an old basket had to do with surprising his mate. He blinked, staring at it for another round before he looked directly at her.Celendria moved the handle just right so she could speak clearer to him, "No Zaribe. What this is, this basket is the start of your quest to find the most perfect gift to compliment your new mate. As we all learn in life things must be sought for by the very ones that have come seeking advice. Go and meet with other soquili and accept their assistance in whatever gifts they offer". She smiled handing over the basket to him. "Once you have met enough soquili to fill this basket, you will know which is the perfect gift for your Sunny Rainbow." Pausing she took a breath to speak one last word of advice to the anxious stallion, "And remember, Everything should fit nicely in your basket. Nothing too large should be considered. When you feel you've found the perfect thing... show me."
She then stepped back letting the stallion ponder where to start. If he was truly dedicated, then he'd find enough to fill the basket and realize which was the most special gift.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:43 am
Watching her stand there he thought for a moment then lightened with a grin. Celendria was testing him to see if he truly loved Tic. Well he was quite serious and decided that he'd prove to the elder that he was capable of accomplishing this task. Nothing would stand in his way of finding something amazing for her...
And so began Zaribe's quest of finding the perfect gift for his beloved....
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:17 pm
As the stallion traveled on along he had a good notion of a gift to start off this little quest, the delicious aroma of the sugarplums. Ah the memory of sharing a sweet treat with the one he was falling in love with, such a sweet feeling knowing she really did like him. Picking up his pace he graced a presence of red plumage melted in blues and golds to gaze upon those fruitful groves. Spying a little figure with her head directly in the leaves of the furthest tree, he grinned with a new found happiness. If he explained his situation, she was sure to offer one in his defense... or maybe a second even. Ah, best to hope on one for now.
So stepping forward he placed the basket upon the ground speaking as clear as he could, "Shaylee... how wonderful you're looking today? Checking on your Sugarplums I see" he commented, not realizing it was her rump that the great stallion was watching wiggle back and forth.A little delicate lavender head quickly poked out of the darker leaves gazing back at the parrot stallion. Smirking she flitted her wings, pulling her upwards to gently land than place herself on a branch. Perking her ears she let her hooves gently glove the branch while her hindquarters nestled snugly, holding her in place. Curled tresses on her neck and down her rump shifted and moved with the coming fall breezes.
"O ho hohoho... Come back to beg have we?" she grinned with an almost birdlike manner in her chirped laughter, "Where's your girlfriend parrot boy?"
She waited wondering why he'd come without such a pretty mare. Perhaps he was out finding something by the looks of his basket. Say... why did he have one anyway, was he looking for a feast? It had better be good, whatever his erxcuse was.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:27 pm
Zaribe always knew that his mooching had been his downfall, but he really did love to snack and begging for it was his forte. But this time it was different, he had a reason to ask with Celendria's task. So he smiled with his ever famous grin and decided to be truthful, for that was something he was trying very hard to know practice.
"Suspicious as always aren't we?," hes smirked with his tongue sticking out. No, he was going to be honest about this, "She's waiting for me back at her two-leggers place. No. I'm on a great quest and I need your help Shaylee. Only you can help me start it," he noted gazing at a shining fruit above him, "This isn't for me mind you."
He watched her curiously wondering his his sincerity was enough to convince her, besides the fact that the basket did carry Celendria's scent upon it as well. He was determined to find something, anything that his Sunny rainbow would love and remember him by.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:43 pm
Shaylee watched him carefully, shocked that his words actually may have carried truth to the whole thing. For a moment as a cool breeze seemed to shift her back and forth in her quiet meditation, she sat deadly still pondering something. Then she spoke with a twinkle in her eye as her pretty butterfly wings flitted the remaining sunshine that hid within the trees back at him.
"Sure. One or two? Heck a whole tree for that pretty girl. She sure did love my Sugarplums didn't she?," peering at the basket she frowned, "Oh well a couple possibly since I think you need other stuff in there parrot boy. Ya know like pretty trinkets and such to make her go ooh and aah and all that. You'll see... she'll love you a looooooooooong time".
Grinning she stood up and flitted towards the ground, playfully hopping off the branch to look up at him before she scurried off to another tree removing a few fruits before she returned to him.
"Save at least two for her and you may have the rest," she grinned trotting over to the basket, while placing them inside "Seems you have a long way to go before you are finished... Good Luck with that".
She then wiggled her rump and flitted off towards another tree, disappearing deeply within the branches, while a few rustles were heard.
Zaribe grinned as the saliva filled his mouth. "Nope. Later I'll eat... more things huh?" craning his head down he picked up the basket in his mouth then turned toward the right a little. "Hey Shaylee thanks. I'll be sure and tell Tic you helped me with your wonderful Sugarplums."
And as the wind rustled, he swore he heard a quaint little giggle escape from that tree she was somewhere buried within. Now it was time to find another gift and really make her remember him.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:42 pm
Ayelet stood staring up at the night sky. Her tail hung softly on a gentle breeze, and a few curls of hair spread over her face. It was hard to keep on the move, she seemed to always be distracted by the sky. As long as there was something up there to see, she would find happiness in far from the ground.
Tuning one ear to the side, she thought there might be someone approaching her. Her gaze stayed fixed on the stars. It would take the voice of another, to break her trance.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 7:14 pm
Lunadriel~
Zaribe trotted along merrily as the sun was finally set, as he pondered those yummy sugarplums. There were at least 5 in there, but he wanted to give Tic Tac two for the first gift. So he continued onward till he noticed a mare that reminded him of the setting sun when he stood by his mate's side. Oh Tic how he longed to be with her, but his task was first before he could return.
Smiling with a flick of his gorgeous tri-colored wings he announced his presence, "Good evening fair one of the setting sun."
It was a wonderful introduction plus he was quite happy that yet another could possibly assist him in his ploy. The more soquili he met, the sooner he could return back with the "Perfect Gift". But even if it was a short, sweet meeting, he'd remember all whom helped him in his quest.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 7:34 pm
A melodic cord rung through her ears. Holding her head to the stars, she took in a deep breath, almost as if she was saving the image in her mind. Swinging her head to one side, she smiled in the direction of the stallions deep voice.
"Well.." her velvet voice answered, as she briefly filled her eyes with his splendor of red. "I must say, good evening to you too."
What's more, he had bird like limbs adorning his sides. They were massive, and could no doubt carry him through the sky. Her eyes swam with magnetism, staring now, at his feathery hues of red, yellow, and blue. Her body turned to match her craned neck.
Her mouth softly worded one word, wow.
Trying her best to lose her stare, she broke off with the ring of her name. "I am Ayelet Hashachar. Might I ask you your name Sir?" And as if it hadn't been there before, she finally saw the basket he was carrying. Her head tilted quizzically to the side, as if in wonder, as to what it was for.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:46 am
~Luna
He wasn't going to lie and say her coat wasn't alluring as they reflected in those deep browns, a mystical sunset that radiated like the coming of night. She must equally think of a painted parrot stallion in the same effect, different and curious.
Lowering his head he grinned introducing himself with a spread of his wings for show, "Zaribe of the Jungle. A pleasure Ayelet Hashachar, may I call you Ayelet?".
Placing the basket upon the ground a sound of 4 rolling fruit tumbled deep within. He'd snacked on one counting the excess, sure that two remained as instructed from the lively miniature equine. Her wings always reminded him of a butterfly, light and extremely delicate, yet she could out fly almost anything.
This included the parrot male in that equation.
He noted her interest in the basket, smiling with a new found hope. Now his mind wandered as his words announced themselves without hesitation. "I'm on a quest, that's what the basket is for," he noted grinning while his chest puffed out proudly.
Eying her curiously he pondered his next question carefully, "You look like someone that could decide on something beautiful, Am I right? I need to find a gift befitting of my mate, one that is the most perfect idea ever thought of, " his words flowing now as quickly as his anticipation, "Do you have an idea what I could give her? I must fill this basket with many things before I can return."
There he'd spoken his request as his eyes settled, melting into those beautiful hues in her coat. Wondering curiously what idea she could grace him with, something perfect and fitting for his lovely mate.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 8:31 am
Her heart could of skipped a beat, in rhythm to his wings being spread. He was magnificent alright. She found him attractive in every way. Even the sound of his name completed his look.
"You may indeed, call me as you wish...Zaribe." she almost blushed.
She watched with intent, as four purple orbs bounced around in the basket. They rolled to a stop as the basket rested on the ground. "A quest?" she answered, and then listened for him to explain more.
Even though she had just met him, a tinge of disapointment was felt at the mention of a mate. She didn't think twice about it, for he was taken. Yet, she had an idea, of how the mare might begin to feel, towards Zaribe. This time she did blush, with the offer to help give a gift for his lady.
Silent for a moment, she hung her head. When she was about to admit, she had no such gifts, her eyes came across a feather on the ground. It was a beautiful feather, filled with the true blue in Zaribe and his wings.
Ayelet felt a pull of happiness in the corner of her eyes. Who could ask for anything more? Without lifting her head, she walked over near his side, and scooped the feather gingerly into her mouth. She then looked up, searching for his gaze.
As if time itself had tried to stop, she slowly walked towards the basket. Her offering, or his rather, she placed against the side of the basket. It was his choice whether to accept it, was it not?
"I am convinced, that this single feather holds more beauty, than any item I could ever give you. It may be only a feather, perhaps to you, but to me, it captures a hint of everything that you are. You are her Painted Parrot, after all." Ayelet's words were filled with hope. The feather would hold more meaning to his "her" than it ever could for anyone else.
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