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 Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 4:33 am
Flowers were in full bloom, bee's buzzed about, the sun was mid-sky and the smell of dew on the grass simply completed the image. The day had begun, and nothing was better than that. Even ebtter? The sun was clouded over, it's heat was still very much present, but was no where near as lethal as it had been, or so she thought.
Giving a quick small glance out from behind some trees she quietly wandered out in the fields. She loved the smell of 'dampness' in the morning. Nothing was truly all that wet, but combined it created a comforting scent. She heaved in a deep breath to absorb this and was greeted with exactly what she had been searching for.
Amalthea felt an immediate relief, as if any tension in her body was washed away. She blamed the flowers, basically aromatherapy. All in all the day was going swimmingly, it was quiet, nothing new to create any problems. She closed her eyes to let her face face the sun, take in some of it's natural warmth.Uta Sorry I took so long getting this up<3 D8
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 9:49 am
Green Ever After ((No worries at all! :3 Apologies for my lateness to respond, haha. Also sorry for the ramble -- was getting a feel for him, since he hasn't had much RP.))
"Stop," he grumbled, turning his bloody, eyed gaze to glower behind him. He let his tail swish a bit, hoping to knock the flitting, floating creature back in line. Unlike his sister, Aurelian hadn't bothered to name the obnoxious thing in his hair. He referred to his as It, because . . . that was exactly what it was, sans being obnoxious and a pest.
It gave a small snarl in reply, but when it saw his cloven hoof aim to kick, the creature seemed to have second thoughts. It settled, even if it did snap its beak in retort.
What Aurelian would give to not have to fight with his little hair-monster. It was the most peculiar and damndest thing he had ever witnessed; his brother had been granted a series of snapping venus-fly traps, but his sister and he had been granted hair-monsters. It made no sense, but deep down, he knew he was a freak. . .a monster. Dual unicorn horns, constant blood splatter form his eyes, open wounds that never quite seemed to heal, and a little monster that seemed to terrorize him for pleasure. Honestly, he looked more of a freak than a knight. . . .
But. . . . such was the way of things. There was no changing his appearance, just as there was no changing his goals and aspirations. He would carry on, he would do his family proud.
Stepping out of the foliage, Aurelian was pleased to find himself in the company of a meadow full of flowers. The fragrance was appealing, sweet, and all things wonderful. While he often missed the salt of the sea in the air, he found the flowers and exotic scents of the plains exhilarating and new. This aromatherapy was certain a good trade-off from the salts of his seaside home. Picking his way through, his eyes were quick to settle on something that wasn't flower or tree not terribly far ahead.
Itw as a purple mare, with peculiar markings almost reminsicent of his own, or at least some of his families. But she was of peculiar design, with a tufted tail, and large ears, and delicate features. Cerynei? Maybe. . . It gave a little hiss, Aurelian ignored him. Did he approach? Did he hold his ground and turn elsewhere? He didn't want to interrupt her, but worse, he didn't want to scare her either. It was daylight, and the blood on his body, his peculiar markings, and his tail monster weren't likely going to go over well.
So he . . .hesitated, leaned down to sniff at a few flowers, and waited for the mare to make the next move. See? Harmless. Absolutely, positively, harmelss.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 3:59 am
The field was pleasant still, the scents washed over her slowly but surely. She was wholeheartedly relaxed and found herself forgetting about being paranoid, watching her surroundings and more. Amalthea found herself wanting to call this place home, it had to be one of the only places she felt comfortable and safe. Even the eyes, pondering, watching her current moves didn't catch her, not until she turned around that was.
There, behind her, was a large male. She stood, frozen in her steps, not because of his looks at first, but simply because he was there and she hadn't noticed him before. In a strange way that brought comfort from him, she was vulnerable and obviously he had chosen not to come after her when she could have simply been down for the count then and there. This, for her, created a calming and invigorating atmosphere.
Even all the positives couldn't make her run right up to this stranger though, he was still kind of eerie looking, she scented the air, there was blood. She could see some from his side, but the smell was too strong to simply be coming from there. She instantly became worried, past his beautiful markings, flowy hair and fascinating horns lay something hurt, or so she assumed. With that in mind she made a steady trot for it. He had been still for some time now and that didn't help her worry one bit.
When within hearing range she slowed to a stop and lowered her head some, she didn't want to startle him if she could help it. "Are.. are you okay?" Her slow stutter disappeared quickly, but was still a temporary annoyance when nervous.Uta Don't worry, my posts may continue to be small due to my trying to figure her out myself lul.
So don't worry!
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:35 pm
Green Ever After ((Argh, sorry for teh delay. D: Vacation came, and then my muses took a vacation their own. I'll do my best to be less slow, haha. ))
"Many apologies for worrying you, m'lady. I am quite well, despite the deception of my physique." Aurelian reassured quietly, finally lifting his head and blowing a few bangs away from his face. She might as well get a good look at him, for he was unable to hide his peculiar traits. Two horns that could heal, if not heal himself, red eyes that bled non-stop, wounds that would not heal, and of course, It, the tail monster. The little creature hissed at the stranger, causing Aurelian to jerk his tail back and around to the opposite side. Not that it deterred the little beast, which fluttered underneath his belly to continue its warning snarl.
"Forgive me. It . . . . has no manners to speak of," Aurelian quickly explained.
What he might have given to have been born normal. . . .
He loved his family, dearly, but as a knight of the land that young prince truly felt out of place. His mother and father were of great beauty, and while he knew they did not judge him, the rest of the world was swift in their prejudice against the different. Furthermore, he had his own inner demons on top of sporting a tail-monster; to need to feast off the dead, to need to partake in flesh to keep himself alive. That one so pure of heart needed to end the days of another simply to live caused great turmoil in the stallion. He did not like the rules in which he had to play. . . . but some things were out of his hooves. This was his destiny, this was his fate-- he would embrace the challenges, and do what he could to make the best of such things.
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