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 Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 6:35 pm
(Self rp! Takes place Before PersyxSorai rp)
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:38 am
The old fool by the mountains had told him that in the forest he had spotted a blue female much like himself. After putting the old geezer out of his misery, Persephonix had headed off in that direction. He did not pick up on the familiar scent of his sister however, and it was beginning to put him off. His icey eyes narrowed sharply, thoroughly annoyed that he may have been sent on a wild goose chase. And it was already night fall, and he had been travelling for a good day and a half now.
The Kalona was certainly two things right now. Hungry and frustrated.
Up ahead however, his sharp eyes caught onto a cave in the distance. From the smell of it, it was inhabited... A light smirk tugged at his lips. Finally something edible.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 10:44 am
Mommy was going to be mad.
That was the only thought whisteling through a filly's head as she stared out of the cave's mouth into the night, her deep blue eyes searching the sky for answers. She had only adventured out, following a butterfly. It was fast, like her brother, and she wanted to catch up!She had followed it endlessly, until it got trapped in a spider's web. Cicely had hoped it would fly back in the direction of her mama and papa, but it didn't. Now lost, she made a makeshift home out of a cave, that had collapsed about ten feet into it.
She would leave in the morning to find her papa. Papa was always traveling, he was bound to stumble upon her! "Papa'll find me," she murmered, worry drenching her quiet voice. But outsde, she heard footsteps. Heavy ones. Ones like her... Papa's!
"Papa!"
She scrambled onto her hooves, her legs shaking a bit from suddenly jumping up.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:36 pm
Papa? Who was 'Papa'? It certainly wasn't him. Persephonix paused on his step lightly, craning his neck out to get a better look at who was spekaing. In the cave he was heading for, he spotted the little filly, who did not see him amongst the foilage. Dinner. His smirk widened, though he was disappointed. He always opted for bigger, more challanging prey. But he was tired...
"I'm sorry, dear, I'm not your daddy," he called out, his icey eyes appraising the little filly as he approached the cave. He flexed his large wings, hoping to instill fear into the little one. Hopefully she'd back up enough into the cave to be cornered. And by the looks of it, she was a grounded, so this was certainly going to be an easy meal.
He swallowed a snicker as he stopped a few feet from her, lowering his head to be eye-level with her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:07 pm
The voice was certainly not her father's. Her deep blue eyes widened as she took in the unfamiliar horse. He was also certainly not her papa's! She wanted to take somerushed steps back, but she was frozen on the spot. Her legs shook uneasily as she drank in his horns and wings... Mommy always said there were evil Soquili! But she never listened... She always thought of it as a joke.
"No, you're not!" She cried, her lips pursed and her face faking anger. She wasn't angry... Just frustrated! Why couldn't her papa come?
She flushed a pinky rose as she huffed, unsure of what to do. Her feet had a mind of their own as she lost her balance, and she stumbled a bit to the right.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:30 pm
Oh, it was such an unoriginal look the little filly held. Most of his prey looked confused at first., and then horribly frightened. But... She looked more frustrated than anything. It piqued his interest. His brows rose as he watched her, a deep chuckle rumbling in his vocal chords. He advanced slowly towards her, his tail flicking, a menacing look on his face.
She flused such a pretty color. It was so unfortunate that in the end all the pretty ones were lessers. He guessed that if he were to have not found her this night, she would grow up to be astoundingly pretty, like the one mare that he came across one night but left, as he was not bothered enough to slay her. But Persephonix was hungry now, and it looked like this little filly would not have the delight of growing into that mare.
But she staggered to the right, and insticntively thinking she was trying to run away, he jumped a little towards her, smacking her back into her place with his wing. He was maybe a good half a foot away from her now. She could feel his breath on her face.
"Be a good little girl and stay where you are," he hissed. "This won't be frustrating or painful at all. Let's keep it that way, alright?" His lips pulled back into a viscious snarl.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 1:59 pm
Cicely whimpered aloud as she was smacked back into place. It was far from the comforting little nudges of her parents. Now her little hooves were glued to the ground, her knees shaking horribly. The scary looking stallion was here to hurt her, she realized with a shudder. He wasn't going to help her find her way back home! Her eyes began to water, and she sniffled loudly.
She clenched her eyes shut when she could feel and smell the stallion's breath (which she had excpected to be rancid, but it wasn't) on her face. The little filly braced herself for what was to come.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 12:46 pm
This was taking way too long. The Kalona growled menacingly and the little filly, his icey eyes locked on his prey. He could easily snap at her, but it wasn't fun if she as running around and bleeding! His stomach growled, but it was inaudibly compared to the vibrations of his chords. It was one swift movement and he was away from her face, but at her side. Persephonix reared back enough so that he could come down fast enough. Fast enough so she couldn't get away.
It happened oh so quickly, the impact of his cloven hooves against her leg, the sound of crunching bones. He pulled back almost immediatly from the fallen filly, one of his hooves tinged with delectable blood. He should've done this as soon as he saw her. No funny business...
And compared to breaking his sister's leg (which he hadn't done properly. The little whore got away anyway.), he had actually gotten quite the nice angle on his prey. His hovoes had punctured the skin, hit a muscle. She certainly did not have a chance at getting away now!
His growling ceased as a large smirk crossed his lips, the look almost a tad on the insane side. But his eye-lids were drooping a bit. He was tired, much more compared to his hunger, but he could wait on sleeping... Or could he? She wasn't going to get anywhere with that lame leg of hers. He could sleep the night, and she'd be there in the morning for breakfast.
His eyes softened playfully as he lowered his head to the little filly's head, snorting. "You should be thankful. I'm quite tired, but tomorrow I'll be hungry again, or later tonight. And she says I show no mercy." He said quietly, though a tone of frustration licked at his words. She could barely hear him however, as she was sobbing and yelping loudly over her lame appendix.
Persephonix was in a bit of a pickle now. He could have dinner, and then no breakfast, or have breakfast but no dinner. If he would have her as the former, he had easily lulled her into a false security. He chuckled. But there'd be less squirming in the morning, when she was asleep.
Which reminded him...
"Shutup!" He snapped, which caused Cicely to stop her unrelenting screams. She was just huffing now, shooting him glares. Nothing compared to the fear-filled stares of his pevious prey.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 1:16 pm
The world in the foal's peripheral blurred by at the speed he was currently traveling; his hooves beating against the soil as fast as his racing heart. Snorting out wisps of hot breath into the chilly night air he was on a mission and the little colt would be damned if he'd stop till it was complete. As if in a trance he could swear hearing the deep hoof beats of his father on a different course not too far behind him as the pair were scouring the countryside for Cicely; a daughter and most beloved sister. Where could she be??
Aiolos would have been most happy at this occasion if it were not for the grave circumstance to which it spawned from. His own father deemed him worthy enough to come search for Cicely with him; he didn't call for neither of his older siblings...not even Cosette to come search - He called on Aiolos to run as far and fast as he could to help locate his missing sister. The colt still felt tingly from the talk, filled to the brim with pride and ambition. Hell; he never felt so alive than at this point.
Now back to the topic on hand!
Yet it was at that moment the dark colt's eyes widened and his heart seemed to drop...he could smell blood; the metallic scent lingering sickeningly in the cool air. Screams of none other than his sister filled the night air as his ears perked to attention; he could have visibly started shaking from such a scream and what probably was happening to her at this moment. Yet the foal fell into a daze; all his senses running on high alert while his conscious mind slipped back for a more primal approach. Narrowing his ruby hued orbs he could see the large kalona standing over his sister..blood staining his hoof. Dropping his head to become level with his spine the little foal cranked his energy to as far up as it could go as he jerked foreward in a speed boost.
"CICELY!" He bellowed in a tone very unbefitting of such a calm natured foal, zooming into the cave and throwing his full body weight against the legs of Persy to hear a few grinding of bones as they probably attempted to keep the stallion upright. Skidding to the ground after the rush, he took no time at all to leap to his feet and zip over to his sister and quickly surveying her wounded leg with a wince. Placing his head against her belly he quickly but as gently as he could pushed her body against the wall of the cave so that she would have something to prop up against.
"Cicely....Cicely get up and run! keep going; father is out there and he will catch up soon - just listen to me and GO!" Aiolos stared into her eyes with the utmost of pleading in his ruby orbs; praying she would just do as she was told. Frowning with the utmost of hatred in his fire like eyes; a look that would most resemble the angry Zevach often held, the colt took off in one of the fastest paces he managed to carry; running literal curcles around Persy to keep him occupied for Cicely to escape. Occasionally he'd skid to a hault and n** roughly at his flank or a leg; tugging at feathers as he tried desperately to keep a step ahead of the large brute; one false move and he'd get a cloven hoof to his own body.
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