[PRP]A Stolen Cape, a Broken Heart, a Klutz, and a Helper

[Thalea]

This is a RolePlay between Cult, Eyota, Háidēs and Isabliss

Cult and Eyota = Pollack
Háidēs and Isabliss = Thalea

 

[Thalea]

The pang of loneliness pierced the Angeni’s heart; she was alone in the world, it was not always this way after the heart breaking by Winston. Since she had her two sons to dote upon and they helped with the healing process, that was until they grew up to be handsome young stallions and left her to make a name for themselves. After her two sons left, Isabliss continued to do what she did best, wander alone in the world never traveling to the same place more than once. But now when she travels there is barely a smile that crosses her maw and sadness is forever evident in her grey eyes.

A sigh echoed around the silent glen as the mare looked at the emptiness of it all, it was desolate, just like her, but unlike her, there was a spark of hope in the burnt trees; green had started to show its self after the harsh fire that blew past a few years back. She continued on her way, pasted the charred wood, deeper into the forest. The forest soon stopped and a cliff edge of a deep gorge lay before the grey Angeni. It was a magnificent sight, one that many would tell stories about and Isabliss would have loved to hear, but sadly there were none around to take her mind off the pain that was evident throughout her entire being.  

[Pollack]

Eyota trotted carefully through the blooming green forest, he was enjoying the wonder that was going on. Spring had come and it was in full swing, all the plants where blooming which made his nose itch something awful and made him go into a fit off sneezes every morning. But another then that it was wonderful! Thought it was also a happy day for Eyota today was his birthday, and even if he didn't have anyone to party with he was enjoying knowing that he was a little bit older and didn't kill himself with his clumsiness.

Still he'd felt a pang of loneliness hit his chest hard when he passed by so many happy couples. Love other then that you get from family was not something he'd ever felt, sure he'd had crushes on girls but everyone in his old home lands never wanted to be around him in fear he would mess things up somehow. But here it was different, he had a fresh slate. And maybe he hoped he could find someone that filled a hole that was in his cheerful heart.

Eyota didn't noticed the gray and black angeni mare till she was about 30 feet away. Eyota blushed as he scanned over her body. By the spirits she was beautiful. The longest and prettiest hair he'd ever seen rained down upon her. She was lean but had wonderful womanly curves. The lightest eyes he'd ever see that were filled with such heart breaking sadness. Oh how Eyota wanted to fix whatever sadness she felt, someone a goddess like as her shouldn't ever feel sadness. "H-H-Hi m-iss." He stuttered out. By the gods he was stuttering!? The social butterfly was stuttering over one mare, now that was truly something.

 

[Thalea]

Where were her two sons now? Were they continuing the traveling that she had forced upon them or did they find a place to call home? The pain in her heart increased as the mare realized that she believed that she once had a place to call home, but it was soon taken away from her when she discovered the truth. The stallion that she had loved did not love her back, but another mare that he had known before she had ever come into his life. Isabliss looked back on that day with saddened grey eyes; the two brothers were just placed into their baskets when Winston revealed to Isabliss what was really in his heart. Isabliss believing that her leaving would be for the best, grabbed her two sons’ baskets and continued her wandering with her sons; farther and farther away from the area the boys’ father frequented.

Isabliss was drawn from her silent wanderings of the past by a masculine voice that gave off a slight stutter, she turned her head to look at the stallion, her mane falling in front of her face; she did not have the energy to move it away from where it fell. She looked over the stallion who was standing before her, he was earthy in color stallion with a wavy silver mane and caring green eyes. “Hello stallion. Would you per chance know where I am?”

She was lost, internally and externally; she would still be polite to the stallion that was showing kindness to her, but it would take a while for her to smile again at any living breathing creature that was not her own blood. Isabliss longed to see her sons again, to gaze upon the similarities they share with her and their father.