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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:28 pm
This is a private RP between Mahogany Sunset's Calixte and Mei Silja's Fayearan. Posting order: Cali, Faye   Cerynei Herd Joining RP
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:54 pm
Calixte was bewildered. She stood at the edge of a forest, looking out over endless, rolling green hills, and actually felt that she would rather wander them then stay in the woods. Such an idea was odd for her - the forest was her home. She grown up in forests and and had learned most of what she knew while walking through them, or had heard things directly from them. And yet, here she stood, on the threshold of leaving her usual territory for the great unknown, and she was actually tempted to do it.
Unsettled by this sudden shift in her preference, Calixte settled down on the ground, her forelegs daintily folded in the long grass. The other half of her had found a small hollow to settle in, though she was frequently poked by branches and undergrowth if she moved too much. Frowning, she closed her eyes, inhaled, and began to listen to what the trees could tell her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 2:25 pm
Faye looked to the sky for Taure. The hawk colored like himself had flown up on a wind draft but now he could not see the odd bird. Looking across the rolling land he found none who ventured here at all. Not the round hoofed ones coming with the two legged, not those with fangs or wings; and the ones who were blood and stalked the shadows after him. There was simply no one here, but his darkening thoughts were stopped when suddenly the shadows of wings fell on him. With peering ears he shook his head as talons grabbed and tugged at his mane. Amused he shook his antlers toward Taure and the Hawk screeched then took of faster than a sparrow.
With a bunch of his muscles Fay was after him. Unlike the woods and forests here he could run without stop. As he played and chased Taure he soon found his gaze on trees again. He had not known this was here, but then he came from the other side and had not ventured this far before without turning back. Looking around he cast bright green eyes over the meadows and fields, and over the line of forests. Shifting he moved his eyes and turned to leave back toward home. He had no wish to venture in dead things, but he stopped as Taure circled in the air calling that something was here. However Fay saw nothing but dragonflies.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 3:00 pm
Stay. Do not venture out there - it could be dangerous. You know nothing of what lies beyond...
The forest did not want her to leave - that much was obvious. It was afraid that she would go and never come back... The very twigs were shivering with apprehension. She shushed them, told them to calm down in the dryad language. She had never learned to speak tree, or any of the other dialects of the forest, but the trees understood the language that was known only to her kind. She told them that she was indecisive and not to worry.
A hawk screeched overhead. Her eyes shot open and the breath she'd been holding left her in a whoosh. She looked up. A black and green bird was circling overhead - unusual colors on a hawk. Moving her gaze to the field in front of her, she saw a silhouette in the distance running toward her hiding place. Ducking down, she thought better of it, and got proudly and formidably to her feet.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 3:11 pm
Fay had moved again to leave. Ignoring Taure’s call for him to still stay and see. However he did stop and look to see something suddenly stand. Ears going back he arched his neck and stamped angrily. He went so far to prance in place and lower his antlers before the sight caught up to his sudden panic for the creature. It was a Soquili. Stilling he looked her over and felt his muscles quiver still for him to bolt. He often chose to flee from others. He met too many who would eat him while he was alone to trust sudden movement. However the sight of her kept him in place. She looked as if she could step back into the trees and vanish. A sight to wonder really, and he mentally labeled her a mix breed flutter.
She stood proudly and brashly, obviously she had seen him before he her. Taure had seen her to and he could practically feel the Hawks amusement. Trying to regain his dignity he his ears peered forward and he lowered his head in a bow. Flutters were vain creatures to be sure, but then who could blame them. “My apologies I did not see you. There have been whispers of walkers about here lately.” He moved closer to be sure he didn’t have to shout, and then he saw her tails and just in view were her hooves. Not a flutter, she was Cerynei. Eyes wide Fay swished his tail and took another look at her. “Are you alive?” He had to ask, he had not seen another ever.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 3:38 pm
A flutter of panic bounced around in Cali's stomach when the stallion she'd seen lowered his horns briefly, but she breathed a sigh of relief when he righted them again. As he moved closer, she saw that he was at least half-Cerynei, and had quite beautiful spearmint markings. "There is no need to apologize," she replied. "I am easy to miss in the forest, and for good reasons." She walked out to meet him and circled around him, studying him. She did not often run into others of Cerynei blood - indeed, even half-Cerynei like Kenton's son, Trovin, and this stallion were rare.
She nodded when he mentioned walkers. "I have met one," she said, understanding his inclination to bolt. "They are quite fearsome creatures, according to him."
Amused at his 'alive' comment, she half-grinned and stopped before him. "Of course I am alive," she replied. Her tail wiggled a little, and her butterflies flitted around her head. Looking to the sky, she eyed the hawk. "Yours?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:11 pm
He watched the mare still weary of her and as she circled behind him his back leg struck the ground with a thud. He disliked other things behind him, it was impossible for him to see them unless he turned his body almost fully. He wondered at what reason she would need to hide that thoroughly. “I met a female who was trying to be one. I don’t know if she got her wish but I rather never find out.” No indeed the mare had been odd enough and when she was turned to a walker she would be nothing but blood thirst beat with little mind for any else but food.
Finally as the mare stood in front of him again Fay turned his ears. He peered at her, his nostril flaring before he shook his head in agitation. “How, your Cerynei I thought they all died.” He looked her over but glanced up at Taure who was effectively showing off above them. “Of a sort. He found me a while ago. He is a show ball of feathers who refuses to talk despite the fact I know he can.” Indeed Taure had not spoken to him sense he told him his name. His interest turned from the preening hawk back to the mare. How could she be alive. Perhaps he was dreaming again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:54 pm
Resisting the urge to flinch when his back leg stomped the ground, Cali continued her study of him. Green, honest-looking eyes, a flyaway sort of mane... "Who would ever wish to become such a foul creation?" Calixte asked, astonished. Even the skinwalker she had met had regretted the curse that had been laid upon him. To wish to become something other than what nature had created you as... unnatural.
She snorted a little bit when he voiced his thoughts about the Cerynei. She couldn't help it - she'd met three or four all in the short time she'd been in this land. "The Cerynei are not extinct," she replied. "Indeed, their land burned, but they live on, here. My companions, who are elsewhere at this moment, are both Cerynei. And actually, I am a dryad." She smiled a little bit. "But the mistake is easily made - I was created by a forest far away to be its caretaker. That is why you probably did not see me at first."
The hawk that showed off above them made her grin. He was so free and lively... "Well, if he does not want to talk, that is his choice. Do you understand his screeches?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 5:51 am
“She did, I think she was depressed.” Still no reason to jump to be one of those things though. “I think she thought it would make her stronger or something.” He snorted at that, finding it funny and foolish all in one. Skinwalkers were nothing but blood seeking pests who hunted on foals. Should he find one he would be sure to trample the foul thing and put it out of its sickened life.
Faye looked at her in disbelief. “I have seen none since I was a foal and my herd died from sickness brought on by two legged and their ilk.” Those Soquili who would let them ride on their backs as if they were nothing but mindless airheads. His slightly look of disbelief did not stop as she corrected what he called her. Looking at her again he found himself thinking still of a Cerynei just one closer to nature. “If you so say so then fine.” He flicked his tail dismissively, but he would call her that next time he supposed.
“I can, he’s been with me for a long time. If I didn’t learn I would never know why he’s scratching by back with his claws.” He flicked his ears in amusement and when Taure swooped down he hastily reared and nipped at the air around the hawk making it veer of and screech. “See, he is just showing off to you.” He returned his fore hooves to the ground and smiled.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 12:14 pm
Calixte shrugged as much as a soquili could. "Well, no matter. It was her choice... I should only hope that she does not come near my herd..." Though she was mostly talking to herself, a new, most likely vicious skinwalker was bad news. Especially if there were to be foals joining the herd any time soon...
Preoccupied, she nodded sympathetically when she heard of what had happened to his herd. "My friend Kenton... His herdlands were razed to the ground by a wildfire. We are trying to rebuild what was lost. So far, we have not been very successful... Only his son, Trovin, has joined us, unless they have run into others."
Cali couldn't help but laugh as the hawk spiraled out of the way. "He is something else, isn't he?" she asked, smiling. The bird was certainly beautiful... Her own animal friends were the butterflies, who honestly were just part of her; they talked to her a little, but weren't much to ease loneliness. She supposed that that was one of the reasons that she had made a companion of Kenton... "Anyway," she began, "would you be at all interested in joining our herd? It's just beginning, but everything must begin at some point." Hoping he might consider the offer, she waited for a reply as the butterflies flitted excitedly around her head.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 1:28 pm
Fay stomped, his ears going back. “They had all just better stay away. Nothing but ruin follows them and death their trail.” He had no love for the skinwalkers but he did not hate them either. Pitiful creatures with little to no reason to live. As such his hate was wasted on them for the poor creatures had enough hate for themselves all alone. No, they needed no hate or loathing, they needed pity and that’s what he gave them as well as space.
“There are worse things than fire. With fire things grow back stronger and better if given the time to. Better fire then it stolen by two leggeds who push the grass down and it never grows again.” He had seen a place they stayed once; everywhere they touched there was no grass only sand and a lingering smell of them. “Just give it some time, it will grow back.” He didn’t know if lives were lost but he took it that it wasn’t. Even if they were, life starts up again to even in a Soquili.
Looking up to Taure he tossed his heads in amusement. “Yes he is. Sharp talons but sharper tongue when he does talk. He is also the only living creature that’s been around with me for seasons.” Looking back to the mare he flicked his ears forward his eyes widening in no small bit of surprise. An offer to join a herd, he had one once from a few flutters. He passed though; they were like him but not. Now he had a chance at another herd. “A herd of what, some like you or other kinds of Soquili?” He would not join a herd of those two legged owned Soquili. They were nothing but soulless creatures that forgot where it was they started.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:26 pm
Calixte nodded as the stallion talked. There was nothing she could say - she had not experienced what he had, and hoped that she would never have the chance to. She watched as the hawk soared above them before answering his question. "The herd will be for those of Cerynei or dryad blood - a community of cerynei with the ancestors still in the mind. I do not know if this would be of interest to you, but so far we have only three members... And I, personally, would like to expand." She smiled at him. Running across a Cerynei was not something did every day, and she hoped this one agree to join the herd. They had great potential for, well... greatness.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:52 am
Faye’s ears peered forward, his eyes widening. There was a herd starting like that, of how wonderful it would be to even see it but to join it. Smiling at her Fay arched his neck fully happy to have this chance. “I would love nothing more than to join your herd.” Faye pawed the ground in pleasure of it all, thinking of a place he would belong to and be able to see with many more like him soon. “Even if just three, it is a start. More of a start then I could ever dream of.” He was still smiling, his neck proudly arched and his ears turning forward and back.
He could barely hold still, he wanted to run and jump. Moving he tried to give a small tug to the mare’s mane. “Come why so formal like this? You smiled once; try doing it more perhaps you will feel happier.” Fay pawed the ground again his ears still firmly forward and his neck arched. He felt like a colt on their first run.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 11:26 am
Cali smiled again, but moved lightly away as he aimed to tug at her mane. Worst case scenario, he might pull it right off, or at least part of it. The leaves were delicate, so they worried her constantly. "Well then," she said, "thank you for joining us. But, um... I believe we've forgotten to introduce ourselves?" The stallion in front of her was beginning to look as happy as a daffodil when the sun was out, and she wanted to make sure she could keep his attention, somehow. "My name is Calixte."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:19 pm
Hearing he had forgotten to name himself he bowed his head embarrassed. “Ah forgive me. My name is Fayearan, it means fair king, or fairy king if you rather.” He was again happy, his name said and with hers he was pleased and thrilled at the shape his life was being taken in. Just suns ago he had been thinking he would spend his days alone running the fields. Yet, here he was. He had a herd, he heard news of others like himself and he met a very flashy but closed up mare. “Do not think you have distracted me though. Smile, you did do it once. Another few won’t hurt you.” Swishing his tail Fay laughed. “You really have no idea how much this means to me, I truly thought I would remain alone forever.” Taure didn’t count. The hawk was indeed company but it was not the same as his own kind.
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