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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 3:59 pm
This RP is between Emille (A Theart) and Cheveyo (Theidren)  It was a wonderful day to be out roaming about. The sun was high but a nice breeze kept it from reaching sweltering. Overhead the sky was a sharp blue. Clouds floated by lazily overhead casting rolling shadows over everything.
Cheveyo grazed in a drowsy manner, stopping here or there to much on the tender stalks of grass. As he made his way out of the dense forest and into a sparse copse of trees, he made note of the types of foliage around him. This was a new area for him and he was wandered he made special notes of how the area laid. Not paying close attention to the ground under his own feet Chev tripped over a creeping root. He only managed to keep from eating more than blade stalks by speeding up and managing a few big steps.
"Phew!" Cheveyo laugh and turned around only to get his great tined antlers caught up in a low hanging branch.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 5:42 pm
Emille's eyes were closed as she stood there. She had been standing there, quite still until she heard rustles in the trees. Looking at where the sound came from, she saw a large blue stallion. At first, she didn't see what was wrong, but when Emille took a few steps closer, she could see the black antlers of the Cerynei were stuck in the tree. It caused Emille to laugh a little bit, but knew that being stuck was also no laughing matter. For all she knew, that had the chance of him getting attacked!
She trotted over to him and looked up at the taller stallion. With a smile, she spoke. "Do you need some help, Sir?" Emille knew that the blunt end would easily help untangle the stallion. The only thing she feared was that she'd start using it right after she helped the stallion...
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 3:15 pm
Shaking his head gently at first did not seem to be helping. Chev stopped for a moment and stood still silently reprimanding himself for being such a dolt. This like this were always happening to the stallion. With a sudden jolt Cheveyo attempted to dislodge his antlers from the branch again. Nothing happened except his antlers stripped the branch of some of it's leaves.
Hearing the soft sounds of hooves Cheveyo tried to see who or what was upon him. Before he could make a sound to scare off whatever, just in case it was a predator, a mare appeared in his sight. Oh great spirits Chev thought, extremely embarrassed at his predicament. Knights of the forest did NOT get their antlers caught in tree branches. The mare spoke and offered her assistance.
"Uhhhh.."Cheveyo began and struggled to get a good look at her with his head caught.
"Greetings" he tried to rotate his head again.
"I am afraid that I would certainly be in need of your assistance." His face began to warm as he admitted it to her. Cheveyo was however very grateful his pride almost never got in the way of his asking for help. You could always learn something new and exciting by asking he decided. Reminding himself of that helped reduce his embarrassment....but not by much
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 4:25 pm
Emille was still slightly amused at the stallion, but at the same time, she was glad that she didn't have something like antlers. She'd hate to be stuck like that. "I'd love to be of service."
She pulled her cape to one side, revealing where she kept her spear when she wasn't used it. Grasping it with her teeth closer to the spear end so she could use the dull end, Emille tried to figure out how to get the stallion free.
She looked carefully at the antlers and the branch pieces that were stuck. Slowly, Emille poked the parts of the branches that would come away, and then pulled up on other pieces that would not come free. Eventually, Emille felt like she removed or moved enough of the branches to release the stallion's antlers. Emille leaned her spear against her and smiled. "There! You should be free now... Or do you need more help?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 6:55 pm
Cheveyo tried to stand perfectly still as the mare pulled a stick from her cape. It was hard to remain still when you were trying to watch at the same time. As she moved to try and free him he could see better that the stick was in fact a spear. He waited until she seemed finished and listened to her speak before removing himself fully from the branch. Green leaves showered down on them as Cheveyo yanked free.
With a shout of glee Cheveyo lightly danced around the mare. Fortunately he managed to trip over himself before he came full circle and back in front of the mare.
"Thank you for the rescue!" he laughed easily at himself now.
"My name is Cheveyo, and is that a spear?" he tilted his head trying get a better look.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 10:02 pm
When the leaves fell and the stallion was free, Emille smiled again, glad that she was able to help him. She was slightly amused by how young and carefree the stallion was. Emille knew that she was once like that, but with the passing of time, she chose to be a bit more serious to help tend to those around her.
"You're very welcome," Emille responded. "Nice to meet you, Cheveyo. My name is Emille." She gave him a slight bow of her head before returning to talk about her spear.
She nodded when he asked about the spear. "Yes, this is a spear. My father gave it to me once I grew to a young adult, telling me that it would protect me. After a few years and help from others, I have learned to yield it well."
"At least, I felt I've improved a lot."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 8:19 pm
He couldn't help but give the mare a big grin, he was happy he hadn't got himself stuck for a long while.
"Well I am most fortunate that you happened to be near" Chev laughed at himself and shifted his weight almost dancing on his feet still giddy.
"I haven't meet anyone who could wield a spear." He looked at the spear again trying not to be rude about it.
"Wonder if that could apply to antlers" Cheveyo gently swung his head back and forth. He had meant to only think that but had spoken aloud. He shifted his weight again to his left and looked down quickly.
"Well that probably wouldn't work" Chev looked back up at Emille.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 6:47 pm
Emille laughed at him. "The day's too pretty for you to be stuck with a tree!"
"I have to say it's not common," Emille smiled. "But my father was the one that taught me. One of my daughters also wields one." Emille paused just a bit thinking. "I believe either my niece of my great niece can too! Though I'm not sure of her skill level."
She looked over at his antlers and back at her spear. "I have seen Cerynei spar other Cerynei with their antlers, but I haven't really thought of sparring with a Cerynei with my spear before..."
That was until just now.
"Do... You know anything about sparring?" Emille gave him a wide smile, excited at the potential of finding another sparring partner.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 2:27 pm
Cheveyo laughed and had to agree with Emille
"Yes spending the day in the tree would have been a waste!"
He thought about what she said about sparing with antlers and then thought about seeing someone spar with a spear. Chev decided it would definitely be cool.
"I know a little about sparing, just the basic stuff I learned from my herd." he nodded as he thought about it.
"It would be interesting to see someone spar with a spear" he admitted as he was very curious about it. Cheveyo turned his head as the beginning of an idea formed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 3:25 pm
The mare was just a little bit giddy inside, like a child to a new toy, but Emille tried to hold in her excitement. She just loved to be active with others. When she had first started, there were a lot of times where she would lose, but nowadays, the odds became more and more in her favor.
Emille looked at Cheveyo and smiled. "You can have the first move, okay?" She walked over to her spear, pumped up and ready to go. Before picking it up, Emille looked back at him. "Just as a reminder, I won't be able to talk to much with my spear in my mouth, but I'm pretty sure you'll know when I'm ready and when we'll both know the match was over."
The excitement twinkled in her eyes so much. She didn't want to sound overconfident, but Emille just had so much positive energy that she would do well. Besides that, however, she was hoping that she would be able to analyze Cheveyo and his movements and help him improve if need be.
Picking up her spear, she walked to one side of a clearing, making sure that Cheveyo would have enough space for himself before starting. Emille then stood in her stance, spear gripped firmly in her mouth, and eyes looking at the stallion, ready to go.
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 7:20 pm
Cheveyo listened carefully to everything that Emille told him. He wanted to make sure he had all his instructions down. Once the mare began to move to the other side of the clearing the stallion took the opportunity to take a deep breath and clear his mind. Cheveyo did not want anything distracting him while he sparred with Emille.
Cheveyo, nodded his head at Emille to let her know he was ready as he noted her stance. With an uncertain breath he started forward lowering his head slightly to prepare for impact. He also shifted his weight slightly so he could use his front legs to use as leverage as he came in to make his first strike. ATh e a r t I'm so sorry it's taken so long and that it's short >.< that's the best way to get my bum in gear is just to write! You can take control of the fight from here so Chev can learn from this biggrin
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