[PRP] Era of Repair (Artemis + Chimalsi)

[Lady_Ourania]

He didn't quite know how he'd succeeded in doing it and then failed forever afterward when it came to backing out again. The kirin was, if nothing else, a rather proud creature. A touch vain, some might say, but he had never used his looks to any detriment that he was aware of. And yet such traits seemed very far away in his current circumstance, his thick, dual-formed horn entangled in a tree's low hanging branches, any effort to remove himself from the mess merely scratching up his neck and gold-banded face. He'd been trapped in the strong, green-smelling embrace since the moon had crept up and cast a spell of colorlessness upon the world. With the sun now swirling its cheery dawn-fingers through the lower reaches of the sky, the stallion stood panting through his exhaustion, giving his head another useless shake in hopes of coming free. Chimalsi had no problem with embarrassing situations, but it was rare for him to be the one providing the butt of the joke, and he had only meant to grab the token from the boughs, not become intimately acquainted. The bait was at his feet now, near-trampled from his earlier outrage, and he could barely even catch sight of its slight, beaded frame as the wooden bridle was specific about where it wanted his head to stay.

Still, he had already snapped enough twigs from the limbs to feel mildly guilty through it all, amazed that he had been landed in such a situation in the first place. His kind weren't known for accidents involving nature. Men were sometimes a threat, and the meat-eaters of the realm could pose a danger if they wore scarred-up armor or separate skins, but it was rare to hear of a kirin that had fallen into a bog, for instance, or even frozen to death in the snow. Whatever he was experiencing, it wasn't a chance mistake. Something - the tree - was trying to point out a very important error to him. He just couldn't see it because he was incapable of moving anything but his eyes, and even they were beginning to strain when it came to finding a way out.  

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Artemis was a happy mare, one who went around looking after others and rarely caring what happened to herself. She had six children, one of which was a pure murderous hateful Kalona, one who was a very confused half breed and the rest, well they lived well enough. She had a strange family but they seemed to work well together. Thestral, her mate she adored but he wasn't what most would expect as a mate for her. He was a kalona but he was mute and harmless and she loved and adored him.

It had been a while since she had really gone for a wander by herself to just think. She had spent so much time tracking one of her sons worrying about how he was that she hadn't made much time for herself. She had chosen a path that meant there was less of a chance of bumping into anyone else, she found sometimes there were routes that others just didn't like to use often. She held her head high as she manouvered herself around the trees, ducking every now and then so not to bash her head against a low hanging branch. She didn't even notice the Kirin untill he was right infront of her. She was normally more observant then this.

"Hello." She spoke sweetly and calmly as she always did. She was a slow one to anger and seemed to have the patience of a saint. She was however obviously slow when it came to observing things today as it took her a while to notice that he seemed to be a little stuck but she didn't feel it right to mention it, not yet anyway, he might not be stuck after all.

"I am Artemis." She smiled and lowered her head in greeting.
 

[Lady_Ourania]

In his struggles and with his heart's rhythm taking up residence in his eardrums, the stallion had missed the dainty approach of the pale umber-colored female. Seeing as the area he was trapped in was a less frequented one, he felt safe enough to engage himself in busily forming a plan, wondering if he couldn't coax the branches free instead of pulling and acquiring little more than a tension headache. But thoughts of the trinket were still hounding him, and he sawed his frontmost horn painfully into one of his captors to try and catch sight of it. His beloved would be upset to hear that he had taken so long and come back without much to show, supposing the dreamcatcher had even survived his initial panic. It had been a bit of a dry spell as far as tokens of affection went recently, the golden male discovering the increasing difficulty of recovering valuables in the places he normally browsed. He supposed that it was only natural for the natives to stop hiding things where they kept disappearing. That didn't mean he couldn't feel the first hot, trickling frustration building between his scales at his luck.

It was only when she spoke that his ears flicked back to register a separate presence, managing to turn his head slightly enough from its already strained position to see her. His oil-bright eyes followed the white blaze running down her face to locate where her gaze had fallen, spying the milk chocolate irises and musing through his chagrin. She didn't appear to be blind to his condition, but perhaps it was politeness guiding her that made the mare forgo mentioning it and skip straight to lighthearted introductions. "Good day," He replied quietly in return, too weary to do anything but pursue the procedure she'd set. "I am called Chimalsi. It is... a pleasure to meet you." That seemed appropriate, he supposed, his composure drawing over the glossy leaves and his sweat-flattened mane. He could certainly handle this situation better than being made fun of, at any rate.  

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"It's a pleasure to meet you too Chimalsi!" She spoke sweetly and she meant every word she said. It was a pleasure to meet him even in the strange circumstances that they had met. Also she had never actually seen one like him, just heard of them however she wasn't one to stare or be rude and so she just kept her curiosity to herself.

"Erm, I don't mean to be rude at all but would you like some help?" She didn't really want to ask but he did look well and truely stuck and she wasn't one who was likely to see that and then leave them like it. She moved a little closer to him though not too close to try and see where and how he had managed to get himself so stuck. There must be some way to get him out, though she wondered just how long he had been here but she wasn't about to ask.

She looked at the vines and could see a way out of a few of them, maybe if she helped by pulling at some then he could wiggle out? It might be better then nothing but she knew some were too proud to agree to have any help though she hoped he was not one of them. She really didn't want to have to leave him stuck like this.  

[Lady_Ourania]

Her saccharine nature had probably soothed many a savage beast, but Chimalsi merely settled for accepting his own version of perplexity, feeling it work through his normally numb horn and disperse through the rest of his skull. He wasn't accustomed to this kind of behavior, ignoring the obvious and moving on to the part where they pretended that nothing was amiss without even striking up a solid friendship first. Not that he had many companions of that sort, that was just how the kirin had been lead to believe they started. A shared laugh, a tooth broken on a flying hoof, and suddenly all was roses between them. He'd never given thought to how unrealistic his interpretation was before, and the stallion hadn't gone so far as to actually test them out either. He just decided that the scene he was wading through was out of the ordinary, and that was the end of it. Whether it was he or she that made it that way, he didn't care to dwell long enough to unearth an answer. The throbbing pain in his head was distraction aplenty.

"Help?" That was a little more on level with what was happening, and he felt himself shifting onto surer footing. He tried to roll his eyes up to examine his unusual trappings, nostrils flaring in contemplative silence, as though smoke rings would eventually drift out dragon-like if he inhaled long enough. The steps that brought her closer gave him an idea, and he spoke with a hint of urgency, hoping she would accept the seriousness of the situation. "Yes. I think so. Might you look and see if I crushed that dreamcatcher? It was a present..." That was his foremost concern, not his stuck state or how many muscles he'd twisted trying to get loose; he just needed to make certain he hadn't maimed it beyond repair. Any homecoming would not be warm if he limped about with nothing to show for it. Anything else would be solved afterward. "It should be right down there. If you could retrieve it, I'd be grateful."  

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((So sorry I lost the RP!))

Artemis listened and looked to where he told her the dream catcher would be. She couldn't see it at first but there it was. She wasn't sure if it was broken or not, only one way to find out! She moved closer to him and with her hoof moved some of the dirt off of it before picking it up and moving in front of him to show him.

She couldn't speak, obviously so she just stood there waiting to see if there would be any reaction from him. She didn't really want to keep hold of it so it would be good if he wanted it put somewhere because wel, he looked as if he still needed help. He was completely tangled. However, Artemis being herself just waited patiently, always wiling to help.