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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:32 am
 Shalar watched and listened to everything his mother and father had told him, his sisters where away and they wanted him to explore for a while -get some experiences and the such before returning and taking his place within the family. Travel.... meet others... great, two things that Shalar had very little interest in it. He knew the real reason his parents were so eager to get rid of him, they wished for Shalar to find a mate, like any parents they wanted grandchildren.
Nienna was now lifemated to a flutter stallion and they wanted the same of their other two children, the problem was that Shalar very rarely actually 'looked' at a mare for a mare.
He didn't do well with new people, never had and probably never would. The fact was Shalar prefered being on his own... even if he feared his own mind. There was a darkness within him. It creeped and crawled, wriggled like a worm within him, demanding for blood... and not his own blood, no, that would have been too simple. It wanted the blood of others, especially those that had formed crimes against their kind. Murderers, rapists, mean and evil creatures of the deepest darkness. Yet a slice of that was within him... he just resisted it with everything he could muster.
Shalar didn't want to be a monster. No he wanted to be the knight. The one that saved the madien, the one that loved life and had a reason to live. Yes, that was what Shalar wanted.
So... by his parents wishes he found himself walking. Today he was to visit the forest, he wanted to catalog several trees... look at the different fruits available this time of year. Yes, the perfect job. Expanded his knowlegde while appearing to satisfy his parents request.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 12:51 pm
 Sterenna had settled in to the area, she had little recolection of how she got here, but she had stayed. First simply because she was too weak to leave, but now it was because she actually felt safe here, she believed she was far enough away to escape her fathers madness and whatever misguided guard he had sent after her.
Today she had gone for a walk in the forest, it was less green now than when she had arrived, this noticeable lack of colour was a further reminder that she was far from home, though there were patches of lingering green, the determind little evergreens holding on. The sight of these patches of green made her smile, she probably couldn't explain why but they gave her hope. If these trees could hold out against winters force that was supposed to strip them of their green, then anything was possible. Winter was not something that she had much experience with, the place she came from was never really cold, it was always hot and humid, even when it rained, always green.
She had been wandering for quite a while when she saw some apples clinging to a tree, seeing these red fruit made her realise that she was hungry, her wandering had gone on longer than she had realised. Stood thinking a moment she soon decided the best way to get the apples would be to shrink and stomp them out the tree. So with no more hesitation she did just that, shrinking down to her small size she fluttered around a little, she had not been small and flying for a while and he was enjoying the feeling, her wings relishing the exercise. Though unlike many flutters she was less bug like and more like a fairy, not that many believed such things were real. Not buzzing, her wings making more of a hum and she darted about by the apple tree. After some fun she went up into the branches and to where the apples were, and with her small hooves sge kicked at the stem where it connected to the branch, knocking the first apple out the tree and moving over to do the same to another one.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 3:39 am
Shalar had been rather consumed in his own thoughts as he wandered. Wondering how he could satisfy his parents in a more perminate manner.. there was the option of leaving, yet that had always struck him as long. He would miss his siblings and mother.... and although he didn't always get on with his father, he would miss him too. Shalar wanted to be strong for them.
Just has he had begun formulating a plan an apple hit him on the head. "Owwww" He complained as the wings on his head patted the spot tenderly as his eyes shot up to the tree just as another apple fell to the ground. Then another. And another. He blinked. Apples didn't just fall from the ground... not like this at least. He lowered his nose to one and smelt it, it wasn't overly ripe like those that dropped on their own so that the smaller animals of the forest could indulge and carry the seeds away. Interesting.... but that would mean....
His eyes darted back up the tree, looking for.... something... movement, the familar buzz or sound of wings produced by a small flutter. A few times he thought he saw a flash of yellow, but as soon as he blinked it was gone. Deciding it was likely a flutter or a insect he called out; "Show yourself."
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 6:13 am
Almost jumping out of her skin at the call of a strange voice. Panicking that she had been found by he family finally she darted and landed in the thick of the branches and peeked out. Looking around for anyone she might recognise. Instead she saw one of the most unusual soquili she had ever seen, unusual and lovely... When she finally looked away from him, having studied him for a few moments longer than was polite, she blushed deeply and noticed her apples... Apples falling from a tree was not unusual... Going even redder as she realises she could have hit him with one. Going painfully red under her white fur she shifts, she knew she would have to show herself but if an apple had hit him?...
Staying hidden a while longer while she mustered up the courage to emerge, finally darting behind the tree and growing to her full size before peeking round at the stallion. Taking a deep breath she opened her mouth and in a soft slightly unsure voice spoke finally. "I'm here..." Her embarrassment making her feel more shy but she stepped round the tree and into a more clear view, not sure if he was angry or what, his tone of voice had not told her, so she bobbed a little bow and glanced at him as she introduced herself. "My name is Sterenna..." Not knowing if she should say sorry or not so she lowered her eyes and looked at one of the apples on the ground, still blushing.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 7:06 am
Shalar found himself speechless as the 'attacker' revealed herself, it wasn't as if anyone would notice since Shalar didn't generally say much unless he was in the mood for speaking... but there was definatly a difference between that and this. Before him stood a small fluttercorn, she held many of the qualities he had always admired in his mother (a pure flutter), there was a gentle elegance about her... the way she held herself strong despite her delicate bones and wings. She was stunning, there was no denying that fact. Her hair in loose ringlets that fell around her as she lowered her gaze to one of the apples on the ground.
Shalar found himself following her gaze, spying an apple not to far from him. He lowered his nose to it and started to gentle push it towards her. It rolled easily on the ground and through the short grass. Already he had forgotten that one of these apples had struck him on the head, the blush on the mares cheeks making him feel silly for ever complaining. After all, he was a stallion.... he was meant to be stronger, faster, protector and... well something. "Here." He found himself saying, the word coming out much harsher than he had expected or intended.
As the mare gifted him with her name he nodded, attempting to keep his stoic exterior in place. After all, even a pretty mare could be an enermy in disguise... infact, what better disguise to use? Still, with a cough to clear his throat and throughts he finally found himself giving her his own name and nothing else. "Shalar." He was sure it was obvious that he wasn't good in social situations, having always avoided them.... but in this moment he found himself wishing he knew a little more.
Yet, as he spoke he found that annoying inner voice of his speaking. Asking for blood and pain from anyone who had caused this mare pain. He winced and turned away from her. His dark eyes staring at the tree trunk. It had been this way for as long as he could remember.... his inner demon demanding something Shalar had no intention of giving.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 8:54 am
Blushing still as he looked at her, but it was to be expected, she had just appeared and had probably smacked him on the head in her careless quest for something to eat, though she looked a little surprised when he knocked the apple towards her, though she misunderstood his intention, though it was aided by the fact that he had spoken quite harshly. Lowering her head even more in a low bow. "I'm sorry, I was careless and didn't mean to hit you with it, please forgive me." This kind of behaviour was a little unusual for her, before she could have just said sorry, the people knew her well enough to know such things were never intentional and she did always apologuise. But the stallion seemed angry and so she had gone a little over the top.
Peeking up at him briefly as he gave his name only to lower her eyes again, not having risen from her shamed bow, she felt so guilty whenever she harmed anyone, she never meant to, violence was not part of her make up. "Its a pleasure to meet you Shalar..." He had not provided any other means of addressing him and so that is what she would use, some she had noted didn't like being called Mr or Sir.
Looking up again worried when he hadn't responded to her apology, catching the tail of his wince as he turned away. Standing upright and moving a little closer, worried she had hurt him more than she had thought. "Where does it hurt?" Her voice soft and gentle, still coloured with shyness, much a she was still faintly pink but the unicorn in her wanted to help, though she had never had much luck healing anything but minor hurts, but an apple couldn't do much damage surely? Moving round to his side and peeking up at him, her expression concerned. "Let me hep?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 11:21 am
The way Sterenna greeted him made him more uncomfortable, and suddenly he found himself craving solitude once more. If it had not been the desire for blood and death coursing though him he probably would have bolted.
Still, he remained still. His only movement being the shallow intake of breath, in, out, in, out. He tried to calm himself, tried to call on his meditation and training techniques to keep his desires at bay, to keep them under control. Shalar didn't want to be a monster.
Yet, as she forced herself into his line of sight Shalar found his thoughts instantly forgotten, he gulped. Something about this mare called to him, begged him to help her..... in a way the protective nature that was Shalar was his downfall. He had stayed and helped many a mare in destress simply because he couldn't see them cry or upset, he blaimed his sisters for that. "I.....I....." He started, before feeling embarrassed at himself. He blushed, a soft tender pink that soon covered his white cheeks and neck.
He forced his eyes closed, forced himself to focus. And after a moments silent he finally opened his eyes and pulled himself to his full size once more. He wasn't an overly large stallion, his flutter blood keeping him smaller in build to allow for flight and slight shrinking -he had never managed to shrink as small as his mother- he looked at Sterenna and nodded. "I am fine. Do not worry about me." Part of him wanted to ask if this feeling that seemed to claw and eat at him was normal.... if it there really was a darkness in him that shouldn't be. That would be his worst fear come to life.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 10:28 pm
Smiling happily when she herd him confirm that he was ok. "I'm glad, I'd have hated for you to be hurt because of me." Finding herself blushing in response to his blush, she had made him uncomfortable and that made her embarrassed. "Sorry." Moving away out of his sight, deciding to busy herself with nudging the apples into a small pile, letting him calm own or something.
She had no idea what was wrong but she had the feeling something was, maybe she just shouldn't have gotten so close, not everyone was comfortable with that. He must have turned away for a reason and she hadn't respected it. Her blush getting darker as guilt joined the embarrassment, she should have left him to calm or whatever he was doing. Not knowing he had thought to run away.
Sighing softly when she was finished piling the few apples up, not sure what to do now so she just waited, watching the wind stir the blades of grass gently.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 1:12 am
This Rp is closed as so long has passed for both owners. Muse and inspiration for it are lost.
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