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 Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 4:58 pm
 
This is a PRP between Kamiki and -Polar-. Please do not post unless asked otherwise. Thank you. ^^
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:41 pm
Arctica's eyelids twitched but remained shut as she slowly awoke from the occasional droplet of water rudely plopping itself down on her ears and nose. She blinked her eyes slowly, still not fully awake yet. Lifting her head the mare looked up into the pine branches over head that shielded her from most of the moisture. The slender green needles bent until the weight of the water droplets overpowered them and then the water slid off onto the ground below with a small 'pop' as they made contact with the forest floor.
The light pitter patter of the rain confused the dainty mare; the others in the teepee that morning had said that it seemed as if it would be sunny today. Or maybe that was yesterday... Arctica mused to herself, thinking she wasn't sure exactly how long she had been a sleep for, though she assumed that it must have been for at least a few hours. Suddenly she remember that she had been dreaming before being brought out of her slumber by the imposing clouds and dark skies. Bit and pieces of her dream flashed in her mind, yet she was unable to piece whatever dream she had been having back together.
Shrugging the remnants of her sleepiness off, the mare shook her braided hair, the beads clicked together as water lightly sprayed out. She arose quickly, decided that it was probably a good idea to remain in the forest where the rain would have a more difficult time finding her through the trees than if she wandered out into a meadow or began the climb up the stony path back to the teepee. Besides, she didn't want to return to the teepee so early anyway; perhaps that was why she fell asleep outside. There were too many soquili and humans living together for her comfort; as she preferred only being surrounded by a few at most.
As the dark mark trudged on downhill through the forest a light foggy mist crept over the ground, making the leaves and thick grasses of the ground imperceptible. A root caught her hoof and she stumbled slightly, catching herself with an awkward buck backwards. She huffed in exasperation as she continued moving among the trees.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 7:22 am
Kamiki's Teepee Link
The rain continued to pick up in its intensity, Canaan finally decided to land and let the rain pass before heading back up towards the mountain. Springtime could bring up some tumultuous storms, and he didn't want to risk getting injured on his journey. He found a break in the thick carpet of evergreens and veered in that direction. As he was landing, he heard the crumble or crash of something nearby. He tossed his wet black mane out of his eyes and looked around at the ready - it wouldn't be the first time a skinwalker had been spotted in these forests.
After a few moments of hearing nothing but the pattering of the rain, he exhaled and relaxed his stance, beginning to look for a place to reside and wait out out the storm. He head in the general direction he heard the sound from, seeing what he would find. "Anyone there?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 2:20 pm
The mare's body tensed and she stood perfectly still as she heard a voice call out through the trees. She slowly careened her head to look behind her, not daring to move her hooves and risk making any sort of rustling noises from the leaves. Her dark orbs saw no one, however, in the woods. Was her mind playing tricks on her in the night? No... she though, shaking her head ever so slightly. She was sure that the sound of another had reached her ears.
Suddenly as she was reverting forward she caught sight of a flash of white moving among the trees to her side. Arctica watched curiously, and when she thought that she saw a wing she decided to call out to the other. Maybe it was one of her brothers, such as Hinote, trying to startle her. "Hello?" A timid voice escaped her lips, still she refused to let her body move.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 5:43 am
Canaan's ear swiveled at the voice, both relieved and curious. Something dangerous certainly wouldn't have returned his call. The assault of rain from the sky made it more difficult to see as the rain kept sweeping his thick black mane into his eyes. Shook his hair off his face again as he made his way towards the voice, eventually breaking the tree line and coming across a dark-coated mare. "Hello there," he said with a genial smile, his eyes quickly sweeping over her, noting her wings. His head lifted slightly with increased interest, "Quite some weather we're having, hmm?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 7:57 am
Arctica's eyes instantly averted to the ground, nervous to make eye contact with the stallion. A soft "Mhmm" vibrated up from her throat, but hit the back of her impenetrable lips. She was nervous, and she was sure the stallion would notice, her front hoof pawing at the dirt below. It's true, the weather with the harsh rains was quite.... something, at least. What more was there to say about it really. The mare opened her mouth ever so slightly but instantly snapped it shut again. Slowly she allowed her eyes to move up the stallion's legs, yet her eyes didn't get very far as she was mesmerized by the miniscule wings extending out of the stallion's back legs. She stared at them, curious as to how one would come to have such an unusual feature.
She dared not stare too long at the same place, however, and she grew even more curious as her eyes continued to travel upward. His stripes were most peculiar to the mare; interesting shades of purple and blue and some sort of yellowish color. His wings were also tips with a gorgeous violet color she noticed. She had never met such an interestingly colored soquili... with maybe the exception of a few others in her teepee. Her dark gray orbs traveled all the way up to his eyes. She was surprised how perfectly his eyes matched the color of the feathers attached to her braided mane. Again, the mare's eyes focused on the ground a few feet away from the stallion, not wishing to draw too much attention to herself.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:35 am
There was not much else to focus on, so Canaan noticed the mare looking him over. His friendly smile didn't fade as she observed, and he tilted his own head as he took a moment to note the darker mare's appearance. He ears pricked as she gave her soft, shy answer, barely audible over the sound of rain. "So, what are you doing out here?" he asked causally, fluffing his wings. "Not exactly the best weather for flying. Were you heading somewhere?" Maybe he could help escort her if she needed - she had wings that fully capable of flight: once the rain stopped and they dried he was curious as to how talented she was on the wind.
He noticed her averting her eyes and he dipped his head, trying to make eye contact.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 3:34 pm
Arctica noticed the stallion trying to get her attention and she lifted her dark gray eyes to meet his inquisitive cyan ones. She stared at him, "Huh?" She said lightly. Then it suddenly occurred to her that he had asked her a question. "Oh!" She exclaimed lightly, hoping the male wouldn't notice how foolish she sounded. "I had left my teepee earlier..." Again, she couldn't remember if it had been the same day or the previous one which she had ventured forth out.
"I wasn't flying... I feel asleep under a tree before it had begun to storm. The rain woke me up..." She admitted lightly, again turning her eyes away from him momentarily. "I wasn't really heading anywhere either... just seeking the comfort of the peace and quiet of the forest I suppose..." Looking over his dripping body she became concerned for the stallion's well being. "Were you flying in the rain?" She tilted her head, a reproachful look on her face. "You shouldn't do that you know. You could be struck by lightning or catch a cold." Arctica reprimanded him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 6:05 am
"So you live close to here then?" He looked around the woods, surveying the area. "Well, if your lost, perhaps I could help you once the storm passes?" He took a few steps, taking better cover a thick, old tree, trying to find a stop that best protected from the heavy, fat raindrops.
When she asked him about flying, he answered, "I was patrolling." He looked in the general direction of the mountain range. "I suppose I got a little off track - but just flying in endless circles was getting boring. My herd lives up there, in the mountains."
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:32 am
Arctica tilted her head, observing the stallion. "No, I'm not really lost," a light chuckle escaping her lips. "Though I suppose if you want company you could escort me... though I don't really have any intention of returning to the teepee anytime soon." There was no real reason for her to head back immediately, Polar wouldn't worry about her. She had grown up long again and even her father trusted her to wander off and not venture back too quickly; he knew she didn't like being in the teepee when all the other Soquili were there are well, it was just too claustrophobic for the antisocial mare.
Her eyebrows furrowed, one of her ears tilted back. "Patrolling?" She inquired, "What exactly were you patrolling?" This greatly confused the mare, was the stallion watching out for predators? It's true that other animals would be coming out of hibernation, though it seemed a bit unnecessary in the rain storm, not many creatures would be out and about with the risk of getting their fur soaked.
"Really?" She asked, a tiny bit of skepticism lingered on her tongue. "I live in the mountains as well... I very rarely see other teepees up there though. Perhaps yours is located on a different slope or something..." She began, wondering how many there were in his herd. She really like to be alone, not surrounded by herds.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:38 am
"We're always patrolling," he said, his chest puffed up a bit in pride. "There are skinwalkers that live in the caves at the base of this mountain range, and cougars and wolves of course, though they typically can't get all the up to the top where most of my herd lives. But occasionally an ambitious mother mountain lion may try. Of course, a herd as large and as old as ours have their own enemies as well," he said with a frown.
He smiled and pointed with his wing to a cluster of peaks in the distance. "That's our main herd territory, over there. We have a pretty large range - Balrog and Stormwild have set there herdlands there generations before I was foaled.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 6:27 am
I'm marking off this RP as complete and won't be checking for updates. If you want to continue - by all means please do! Just please quote me or PM me (or both) if you reply so I'll know to check! Thanks!
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