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 Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:15 am
This is a Private Roleplay AIM log between Haborym (.Tortured. .Pumpkin.) and Isa (RockerWolfie1616)  
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:24 am
Haborym carefully descended toward the mare, his tail whipping behind him. The closer he got, the more she resembled a deer, which struck the stallion as odd. The boned tail which extended from her spine, while having much hair on it to give it a fluffy appearance, was a characteristic of his favorite prey. As were the larger ears, and the pointed, cloven hooves. But the colors and scent of the mare were completely out of place. As was the luscious mane she wore. It was something he'd never seen before. Perhaps, he mused, someone got a little frisky with their meal. He chuckled at the thought. A few moments later, he touched down a few yards away from the other Soquili and politely nodded a greeting.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:49 am
Hearing the sound of wings and the rush of wind Isa turned to smile..figuring it was her mate. Only to find disappointment..and curiosity. The stallion was most certainly not Wallace but, they looked...similar. "Good day." Smiling she dipped her head, going back to her meal..wishing Wallace were near or Poppin. The little trouble making mouse would have made a ruckus but, he had been sleeping cuddled against his new 'best friend'. Chewing silently Isa stayed alert. Kalona's were unpredictable. The mare had been learning..learning her own limitations. It would be unwise to 'ruffle feathers'. "I've never seen you around these parts..what brings you here sir?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:50 am
The stallion examined the mare closer, wondering what she'd been waiting for. It was obvious by the look on her face that she was expecting someone. "I'm terribly sorry to intrude..." He pawed at the ground, pretending to be interested in a flower that was just beginning to open. Haborym's eyes lit up when the mare asked him just the right question. What a perfect opening. "Oh, well I'm new here... you see, I've lost someone very dear to me. And I've been trying to find him. I've not had any luck so far, but I've been questioning others around here who may have seen him..." He waited patiently for the mare to grow curious before offering any more information.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:09 pm
Suspicious, Isa took a few steps away..feigning interest in a patch of clover. "I see..what does this someone look like? I live and travel around these parts so I might have seen him in passing." Something about the stallion made her uneasy...so she made sure to stay alert. No..if this male searched for her mate she would not go back home. Isa made sure to be vague about where she lived exactly..and hoped Wallace ha become occupied with his own noon day meal. "It must be hard, having come so far to find someone." Smiling with a fake kindness the mare went back to eating, waiting for the males explanation of who it was he seeked
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:18 pm
Haborym could tell something was amiss. He inhaled deeply and caught a faint sniff of something familiar. His eyes narrowed to slits, but he continued to speak. "Well, you see, he looks kind of like me... Though, he's got some of his mother's traits, too, I suppose." The stallion quickly spun up some lies. "You see, he and I had a falling out. He blames me for terrible things. All I wanted was for him to be great, and all he wanted was to be nothing like me..." He made sure to include the truth as well, and the sadness on his face became real. "It's hard, you know, to try to raise somebody like that..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:29 pm
Isa stiffened, her own eye narrowing..nostrils flared to show her annoyance. So her assumption had been correct..this stallion was Wallace's father. Warning bells went off..her feet carrying her four more paces away. "That's too bad..I'm sure it would be hard. Others should have the chance to forge their own paths. Sadly I cannot help you sir. I must be going." Calm an cool she walked..making sure she did not ever fully turn her back on the stallion. She had not been raised a fool. Wallace could be in danger an she would protect him fro his father, he was loathe to speak of the past..so something bad had definitely occurred. "I wish you luck in finding him."
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:31 pm
Haborym raised a brow. "Why are you avoiding helping me? I can smell him on you, you know." He followed closely behind her. "Did he even tell you, that he killed his own mother? The most beautiful mare you'd ever see. White as snow, sweeter than the kindest Angeni. He killed her and ate her flesh. All he left me is her horn, which I wear around my neck as a memory of her. She's the only I've loved." He sneered. "Surely he told you, though. I simply wish to make amends. It's been so long, you know, and he has such potential. He could be a hero. A warrior who can also heal. His mother and I planned to take down the Kalona who held us captive when they discovered our love... He may have told you the bad, but I'm sure he never told you that." He grinned menacingly. "We'll be in touch, dear."
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:38 pm
Isa let her mind clamp shut at the information..her nostrils flaring again as she turned back to the stallion. No fear..not even a whiff of it emanated from her being. "I do not care what you want. Come near my mate and you will soon see your precious mare again! Follow me not. You know nothing of him..I will not listen to your words any longer and, hope we never cross paths again. Good day." Snorting she moved away at a quicker pace..not towards home. She went down many different paths..eventually swimming to erase and confuse. Only after two more hours of this..when Isa felt he had not followed did the drenched mare return home. Poppin squeaked a worried little greeting at Isa's physical state. Twigs were tangled in her mane, mud dirtying her once pure pelt and water dripped from her neck down. "Wallace. We are mates..and I love you with all my being..it is time to speak of the past. I met a male claiming to be your father."
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:38 pm
Haborym grinned at the mare's response. Little did she know, he'd caught her scent. He could find her whenever he wanted. "Foolish mare," he chortled, "I will have you yet..."
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