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 Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 1:38 pm
Was it bright and sunny or was there a horrible storm raging around him? He could feel the chill of the rain and the raging wind yet saw the sun in a cloudless sky shining down brightly on the land. His soft blue eyes refused to look down at his body. Reality was something that hardly existed for the Stallion often called the Tower. He was always living two realities at once and they could switch with a simple blink of the eye.
The true reality was there was a ranging storm all around him. The loud thunder shaking the land as frigid rain pelted the earth. The tall stallion was soaked to the bone only a large leaf kept the candle on his left shoulder form going out but just barely. He had been wandering and his abused body was about to give out on the stallion. He was physically exhausted though mentally he was nearly shattered. He presence was often either herald or followed by a large storm. He needed to find shelter from the accursed sun and all he could see was a small little cabin. Surly he could make it to the door and seek shelter for the time being.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 10:22 pm
Thunder roared, making the small mare squeak and panic as the wind attempted to knock her over in every way possible. She slipped and slid as she made it to the side of her small cabin, grabbing the tarp she used to cover her flowers during bad storms such as this one. With the wind blowing so hard it made it difficult to wrestle it and tie the corners into place above the flowers. She had almost managed to make it without falling in the mud too, that is, until she lost her footing and fell on her back in the watery mud.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2013 7:34 pm
The faltering figure stopped as he sway the cabin door thrown open and a frantic looking mare rushed out of it with a large blanket. He watched his face growing confused. He could see her struggling to try and covering something his eyes flicked over seeing no longer a auburn maned mare but instead a small filly struggling with an even larger tarp. He took a few steps forward and his knees gave out on him his large form falling into the mud with a hard loud splash. As lightly flashed across the sky illuminating the scene the golden circles about his chest glowed and seemed to shift.
As he fell he blinked the surrounding finally shifting to was was real. He could see the raging storm around him the blanket was a trap and flowers were what the small mare was trying to cover. "Shelter.." he called out trying to get his voice about the roaring wind and rain. "Shelter please!" he managed to call out louder.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2013 9:10 pm
Willow could hear the shout before she could actually see the source of the voice. Glancing around, she tried to locate where the desperate cry had come from. With the rain and wind beating against her, it was hard to see as her hair blew into her face. Relying solely on her hearing, she worked her way around her cabin, hoping to find the source. She swore she heard someone, but there was so much rain and no one could possibly be out in something so awful, could they?
Finally, she spotted something. A faint glowing in the distance, maybe twenty feet away from her. Slipping and sliding through the mud to get to the source of the light, she was shocked when she came upon a very weary looking stallion.
"Sir? Can you stand?" she questioned, trying to help his much heavier form up, though it was a bit of a struggle with the amount of mud. "Please be okay, sir," she said softly, hoping he was well enough to move. How anyone could survive in this was beyond her. There was no one that lived near her, so he must have traveled a great distance to get to her cabin.
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 10:18 pm
Nandru's pale clear eyes did not focus on the orange females as she came to his side he hardly seemed to register the fact that she was touching him. But he nods, "I can stand..." he said gently his voice pained but he with a bit of her support he was able to get up to his hooves. He leaned a bit on her but tried to keep his weight mostly on his own legs.
He knew it was a young mare that was helping him but he tried not to look at her not wanting to see visions of her one way or the other. He did not like seeing what could happen to someone. He just focused on moving with her towards her cabin. He was grateful to the young mare for her willingness to help him inside. "Thank you....for your kindness." he said softly as they stumbled towards her cabin. All they way he tried to keep most of his weight to himself his hooves sliding often in the thick slick mud. He knew she was slipping as well he could feel her slip from time to time. "The storm is raging is it not?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 8:59 pm
"It is indeed. I am surprised at how fast it blew in. There was warning of any sort," she replied, helping him into her small cabin. Once the door was securely shut, Willow helped the stallion into one of her chairs, moving over to one of her cabinets to grab a towel. "if you don't mind me asking, why were you in the storm, sir? There's not an inn anywhere near this area. Unless they've recently put one in," she muttered the last part to herself, moving back over to him and hesitantly trying to dry him off. She hoped she wasn't invading his privacy any by what she was doing, she was just concerned about his health. He didn't look too well, so she was trying to do anything she could to help. The first step was to get him at least somewhat dry though.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:16 pm
He did not want to look around the cabin. He could see it being built and see it rotting away. But he was glad to see nothing too bad about it. It seemed that this place would be fairly safe. He was glad that it was not too bad. It seemed that it would always have a roof over the heads of those who were in it.
He was aware of a strange sensation he was not used too. He felt hands against him and a soft warm towel. He blinked and turned his gaze down to the small hands moving to dry him off. He shook his head gently and moved to stop her hands. "I...it is alright I can dry off miss..." he said softly and tried not to look up at her face. "I...travel often...I got caught without...an inn. I am sorry for the intrusion." he said as his body shivered though he had taken the towel from her and started to dry himself.
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 11:32 pm
The mare smiled as she ran over to one of her chairs, picking up a blanket to wrap around the stallion. Even if he said he didn't need help drying off, she didn't want him freezing in her home when there was something she could do about it. She had a small fireplace she could start, but with how the weather was she didn't know if it would last very long. All she really knew is that she needed to get him warm so he wouldn't get sick with a cold or worse.
"You are not intruding. I promise. I'll make us some soup or something so you can warm up. Does that sound good to you?" she questioned, hesitantly draping the blanket around his shoulders and smiling once more. "You don't live around here do you? I don't think I've ever seen you around."
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