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 Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:43 pm
 Pandora was still new to the world, but it didn't stop her bold personality. She had wondered away from her family wanting to explore the woods. She didn't know who or what she'd run into and she didn't care.
She was a devious little shadow and had an itch to cause a little mayhem. For now she wondered the strange woods, not caring if she would get lost. She occasionally would mark a tree with her semi-translucent hooves, just in case.
The further she went into the woods the darker it got and so in turn did she. Her own shadows wrapped around her hiding her in the dark almost completely if not for her slight lack of control of her body fading, but she would get the hang of it. She grew a little thirsty in her walk and luckily she stumbled upon a small creek so she stopped and rested her hooves and drank from the cool stream, her shadows continuing to flicker around her.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:58 pm
Wiggling his nub of a tail, he trotted slowly down to the creek. He stopped abruptly. His white eyes stared at the filly that was there drinking. Was this another spirit that had died young? He couldn't stand meeting ghosts like this. They made him just feel terrible and he knew that bad things could happen to the young around here. Perking his ears up, he slowly walked over to her, but kept his distance of about 10 feet or so. "Hello." His voice came out cool and chilling almost. "How did you pass?" He asked her before leaning down to take a drink from the creek as well. He really did think she was dead. She had all the signs so far, but he got a weird feeling from her. She wasn't just your normal average everyday ghost it seemed.
"My name is Hania Shen. Call me Hania for short." He told her still with his voice chilling to the very bone of any being that was alive. "Do you want to talk? We don't have to though. I can understand how much of a touching subject it is." He told her smiling very faintly. He didn't want
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 10:36 pm
While drinking she felt she was being watched, but she ignored it as she laid by the waters edge and watched her shadows flicker about her. She was wondering why her father was so distant and hateful to her mother sister, and her, but she let the thought pass and stared in the water and concentrated on fading in and out at her own command.
She then found her ears twitching to the sounds of someone approaching, it didn't feel threatning so she let it be, that is until the one approaching her was beside her and talking to her! "...............Pass how? My father hates us....I was exploring and found myself here.", she was confused but answered some of his questions.
She stood back up and looked at the white foal. She acknowledged his introduction with a nod and shared her name, "......Pandora...." She stared at the foal like he was crazy. She had a small snarl on her face as her eyes glowed bright in the darkness of the deep forest. "Talk about what, what are you talking about?" she quirked her eyebrow unsure of what to really think.
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 10:16 am
The white cerynei tilted his head unsure of what she was talking about because she didn't seem to be alive. "You aren't a ghost?" He asked her tilting his head more before shaking his head. "I'm sorry to hear that. Why does he hate you if you don't mind me asking? There has to be a reason behind it." He told her before examining how she looked some more. If she wasn't dead then she was very interesting indeed. He didn't know why she was being a little off to him, but maybe it was because like she said her father didn't like her. "Did you want to talk about anything? I'm always willing to speak about things?" He asked her before ruffling his nose in from leaves underneath him. "Oh..well I can speak to spirits..I guess I just assumed you were a spirit." He shrugged a little not showing much emotion in the way he spoke only creating that uncomfortable chill in the air.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 4:38 pm
Her temper flared for a second. "It's none of your business!", she kinda jumped at him with a snarl. She faded completely out almost with her shadows the only thing truly visible, like a purple flame. When she faded back in she calmed a bit and back tracked his words. "A ghost? No, not in a literal sense anyways....Your a ghost then?", she assumed so from his reaction and question.
He was indeed different, she looked him over in a curious type of interest. "Speaking to spirits must be interesting for you, but to me it'd be no different then talking to another with a mortal bound, still bound to the earth....If I am a spirit, Im a unique one. I fade with the shadows, unbound to anything or anyone. As for my father.....I am unworthy as I am now, but I seek to change that. I'll prove my worth....", she faded off, her eyes glowing more intensely in anger and determination.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 9:21 am
Hania tilted his head at her attitude thinking it was inappropiate of her to be that way. "I didn't mean anything by it miss. I'm just simply asking questions." He told her and wasn't really frightened by the snarl. She wasn't that intimidating. "No I'm not a a ghost. I can see ghosts, but I'm not one. Sorry for assuming that you were deceased. Your rather interesting to tell you the truth. Not in a bad way either." He told her giving a slight nod before looking around at their surroundings a bit.
"Oh wow. That is rather neat. I really can do that, but I sometimes glow in very dark places. Nothing too special, but you seem very special indeed." He nodded and frowned hearing her words about her worth. He didn't like hearing that. People should be grateful to have what they have and be who they want to be. It shouldn't be any different for foal's. "You aren't unworthy of anything. Everyone is special and I know it's not my place, but your father isn't smart. he is giving up on knowing someone so special. It's his loss and you shouldn't have to suffer for it." He told her truthfully.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 10:58 am
Pandora's attitude was still slighty cold, but she was interested in the young foal. She gave a half smile, but only for a second. "Interesting, to see those past, Id prefer to not see those I've killed a second time. Though I've not killed many yet I still have to train myself." He found her interesting, well considering her glowing eyes and shadows I guess she is slightly odd.
She faded in and out a bit listening to his words, a smile played on her face, but it soon faded again at his words on her 'worth'. A snarl came to her face. "I may be 'special', but to him, I am nothing. He is a smart, strong, independent Skinwalker! I am not, I am not yet worthy of his praise, but I will train and practice until I can prove my worth to him." Her eyes started to glow brighter and her form was for once completely solid, her shadows whipping violently around her body like purple flames.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 5:18 am
Hania listened to him a bit wondering why she was going to train herself to kill others. He didn’t understand it really. Why would something so innocent like her want to commit such acts? “Why would you want to kill others? Just because you look the way you do doesn’t mean you should just follow in the footsteps of how you look.” He told her thinking it was insane that she had to follow in the footsteps of her father. He listened to her talk about her father in a manner that created anger from her body.
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