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 Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:46 am
Midday was always so warm. The sun glinted too brightly on the surface of the mountain lake, driving Severi to the comforting darkness of the water's murky depths. Nothing the sun did could warm his lake, filled by the runoff of icy mountain springs. Nothing the sun did could pierce the shadowy depths of his home. The stallion nosed idly at a small mound of bone submerged in the soft muddy bottom of his lake. It felt like it might be a larger bone, maybe someone's ribs. He didn't particularly remember putting someone down in this spot, but sometimes things drifted below the surface. Still. It was irritating to think something might have happened in his lake that he was not aware of. He disliked trespassers, alive or dead. Scowling, though the bones could hardly see his irritation, Severi dug his talons into the mud, searching out any other uninvited bones that might have come to rest in this spot. Where there was one, there were bound to be others. Things tended to leave all their bones in roughly the same place when they drowned.
His digging clouded the water further, but it was too dark to see well this deep regardless. His world was one of touch in the shadows, and what frightened and panicked those who refused to leave was his strength and shelter. Why fight what came so naturally? True, it did not come naturally to those who trespassed. That was precisely why they were nothing but trespassers, they did not belong in his lake if his lake could frighten and kill them so easily. He always tried to tell them as much but sometimes they failed to heed. Much like whatever these bones had been a part of when they still breathed. Gathering the ones he had freed from the mud, Severi kicked off the bottom of his lake to swim back to the rocky shoreline. It was easier to examine things with his eyes sometimes, all he could feel for certain was that these were not fish bones.
The light stung his eyes when his head broke the surface, and the stallion hissed low and irritated. The sun was not welcome here, not like this. In a short while it would fall behind his mountain guards and the lake would be properly shaded once again. But it always persisted in moving so slowly across the highest point of the sky, suffocating him in its unwelcome light and warmth. Roughly, Severi shoved the bones out of the murky water and into the clearer depths of the pebbled shoreline. It was too bright here, the sun seared his eyes with every glinting ripple of water. He would have to leave the water altogether if he wanted a look at these now. Of course, examining the bones could wait a while, it was hardly as if they were going to escape somehow. But he did not feel like waiting. He wanted to know if something or someone had trespassed in his lake, and he wanted to know now.
It was not difficult to shove and drag the bones onto the shore, letting them fall in their small heap in the pebbles and the scrubby bits of grass that bordered the lake. Carefully, Severi began shifting them about, trying to line them up and see what they might have been. Something big. Maybe another soquili? But they seemed unfamiliar. Were they old? They felt old. More brittle than those that had only been with him a few years. They might have been in the lake before he was, maybe they had been disturbed only recently by a storm. Interesting to think he might have had a guest for his entire life, just hidden deep below the bottom of the lake. It would have helped to have found the skull, instead of just the ribs and some remnants of a limb, but there was only so much he could carry. Still, it was curious. This one was not quite so big as he was, but if that was the leg it had been nearly as tall...
Calmly sitting on the edge of the lake, Severi examined his find as he waited for the warmth of the sun against his back to fade away into shade once more. He could hardly look at his lake when the sun beat down on it so. When it had moved on he could fetch the rest of his guest and see what it looked like with all the pieces assembled.
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 4:53 pm
 The young mare licked her jaws of any traces of blood as she wandered slowly through the woods. A little morning breakfast stained the tip of her jaw and about half way up her legs. It gave her a nice little amount of exercise in the morning especially since her mother was always complaining that she slept too much. It was true though. She did sleep a hell of a lot in trees and usually only woke up when she wanted food or felt the need to travel. She was branded the nickname ‘cat’ because of how often she napped and she didn’t like it. She considered herself a wolf if anything so being called a cat was an insult. She let it slide only because it was her mother. If it were anyone else she would pull their head off and attach it to a sick in the middle of the forest.
Even though she seemed to be a very aggressive mare, she wasn’t. She only used her aggression when the situation called for it. All that training with family and her father was beginning to pay off a little bit. In due time she was going to be a stealthy hunter if she kept up with all the training. She even caved and decided to ask her great great grandfather Gabriel which wasn’t a problem, he just was a little more ruthless then she originally thought. Actually a lot of her family was a little on the darker side which was strange. All except for her grandfather Hania. He was probably the kindest most gentle stallion she has ever met. He truly was a leader.
Right now wasn’t the time to be thinking about her family. She didn’t want to venture home to their land just yet and the more she thought about them, the more she wanted to go. Flicking her tail behind herself, she ventured further and further completely unsure of where she was even going. She was getting close to the edge of the mountains and that was one place she didn’t want to go. She made a right and in doing so, she ventured down a path she never went before. She loved exploring and seeing things she hadn’t seen before, but she only hoped it wouldn’t bring her to a dangerous place. It was the last thing she needed right now.
With a flick of her tail, she stopped at the sight of a rather large body of water in front of her. It wasn’t the water that made her stop, but the figure that sat on the edge of it. His tail was odd, but it made her a little more comfortable to see that he had talons like her. Though she had to admit he seemed pretty frightening and she was going to be on the defensive until she felt she could relax some. Right now, she stared at him meeting his eyes as she began circling the lake to where he was.
“Hello.” Even if she didn’t know whether or not this was a friendly meeting she was going to still use her manners. She nearly was to him when she stopped, something in the air wasn’t right and she felt as if this might have been a bad idea.
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Questionable Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 11:55 am
He could hear something. Something big. Maybe even a someone instead of just another something. Severi paused in arranging the large bones to stare at the edge of forest that dared encroach upon his shore. The trees came closer, he could feel it. They scattered seeds and tried to overgrow into his lake, and while he tore up unwelcome saplings and sprouts when he found them he was sure he had not stopped all of them. The big trees were too much for him to move, and he hated them for hiding the unwelcome from his sight so frequently. He did not see the stranger right away, just a pale shape near the spot where others occasionally came from. There was a trail near there, he had followed it himself once. Once.
As she approached, her white fur uncomfortable for him to watch in this overbearingly bright sunlight, more details of her form began to take shape. Feathers in her mane, but her back and flanks were smooth and unfeathered unless her wings were white and folded small against her. There was something along her flanks, it did not look to be wings but he knew not to simply trust his eyes. Not when the light was so blinding. But, bright as it was, he could still see her talons. All four legs ended in those talons, and his claws dug furrows into the mud as he saw them. His mother had possessed all four talons as well, and his sisters. He was the only one with hooves. He was the only one with these fins. He was the only one left behind.
Left to his lake. His lake.
“Why have you come here?” Severi demanded coldly, his voice low and raspy. He did not speak often. There was seldom any need for words. But words were simpler when it came to trespassers. Some were smart enough to heed the words. And those that were not, well. There were other means of removing an unwanted guest. Or making them a permanent addition if they absolutely refused to leave. Strange how they never wanted to stay when he finally invited them to. Some soquili really did not know how to make up their minds.
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 1:53 pm
Chosovi stopped as soon as she was asked why she was there and she could just feel the defensive nature this stallion was giving off. She could tell he was either uncomfortable with her or just with others in general. She didn’t know which it was, but then again she also didn’t care much. She wasn’t looking for a fun and wasn’t looking to piss off anyone either. He meant business and if he attacked her, she wouldn’t hesitate to attack back if it meant her life was on the line. Plus she didn’t even know why he would attack her when she merely stumbled upon this place, which he seemed pretty set on protecting to the death by the looks of it.
“I have simply stumbled across this spot. I am assuming you do not want me here or anyone for that matter.” He said to him flicking her tail behind herself. She had been running into more and more of those who didn’t like her kind. They couldn’t see past the fact that she was harpy blooded, but was not part of the flock and that was bad regardless. She didn’t choose what she was and if it wasn’t for her father and mother’s love for one another, she wouldn’t even have existed. She was a wish and that wish came true for her parents. It wasn’t her fault she was part mutant wolf and part harpy. If she could have picked her breed she would have preferred being pawed instead of clawed. At least it would have matched her tail. “I’m not here to harm you nor do I want you thinking I’m going to take this land from you.” She told him in an honest voice and could tell her wasn’t budging. He looked like he was pretty fixed on doing what he was doing.
“Though I am curious as to why you are being so defensive about this lake..it must be your home or is there a deeper meaning behind it?” She asked not expecting an answer from him at all, but it was worth a shot.
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Questionable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 6:02 pm
XxXPandamoniumXxX Holidays ate me, I am sorry.
Severi shifted slightly, rattling the bones beneath his talons. Bones. These would be dry soon, the too bright sun would certainly see to that. Bones were a curious thing. They held up the body they were in, they were the framework, the support, and they were often all that was left in the end. But they were also fragile, brittle and easy to snap. Like green wood when they were alive, and dry brush after they were dead. But they lasted. Days, weeks at best, and the body was gone. But the bones, bones buried in the muddy bottom of his lake, they could last for years. Nothing disturbed them down there. No small creatures to gnaw and chew, no unexplained withering and decaying. Just clean, white, remnants of uninvited guests.
Dull orange eyes refocused on the shape of the intruder before him. Her bones would be smaller than these, once they were separated into their own individual parts. Smaller than his when they too came to rest one day forever in the soft, welcoming mud in the murky depths of his lake. His. Lake.
"I belong here," he told the pale and taloned mare coldly, "You do not. No one who comes belongs here. Always angry when I say to leave," he mused, his tail shifting slightly, dipping into the cool, welcoming waters of his lake behind him. "Never want to stay when I let them." Always with the fussing and the screaming and the crying. They were the ones who refused to go. They were the ones who claimed the right to be here. It was not his fault the lake chose not to acknowledge their false claims of belonging. Such foolish, small-minded creatures did not really belong anywhere. If they thought they belonged in a lake, and it killed them, then how could they expect to survive anywhere else? Bad thinking would lead to death anywhere, not just here.
He did not take his eyes off of her, this stranger with his mother's claws, his sister's claws. Had she wings as well? She had feathers. He could not see wings. But she was so blindingly bright in the sun, he could not see a lack of wings either. "Leave," he ordered her. It was the first of the two options, and the one that strangers never seemed to want. Not at first. It was only after he told them to stay that they decided they wanted to leave. Too late though. He never recinded an invitation once he had given it. From the mountains, from the forests, from the rivers and the sky, anything that belonged or claimed to belong to his lake could stay in it. It was only other soquili who gave him trouble over it, most other creatures were content to simply leave when he growled at them.
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Like I said before, if this is a short RP that is fine with me. Feel free to have her stay or leave, whatever she would naturally do is totally okay.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:08 pm
There was something really strange about this stallion and even though she wanted to pursue what it was, she really didn’t want to become his dinner either. She watched him carefully taking in his movements and knew this place wasn’t as safe as she had hoped it would be. He was defending his home and he had every single right to be doing that. “I do not want to intrude because I know what it would feel like if someone intruded on my home. I would want them gone as quickly as they arrived.” She told the stallion before turning away from him and looked into the lake. What if others came and suffered some cruel fate at his hands? What if they had all passed away at the hands of him? She didn’t want to join them either.
She turned away from him and slowly began to walk away from the lake. She looked back at him once and felt like there was still something else about him that was dark. There was something that made him this way and feeling like there was a time when he wasn’t like this. She didn’t mind though and could understand why he was like this, but her curiosity was beginning to get the better of her. She was very curious about his race and sadly she would never know why he had a weird looking fish tail. Maybe someday she would run into him again, but the time wasn’t now.
She gave one final look back at the stallion before disappearing into the forest and headed towards her home. FallenThroughMidnight I think this is the end for this one? c8
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Questionable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:21 pm
XxXPandamoniumXxX I think you're right. I just wanted to wrap up Severi too. Thanks for the RP! It was fun, even though it was short. Looking forward to more! heart
She left. Without a fuss. Without a fight. Severi watched after the mare long after he failed to be able to see her. Too bright light. It hurt his blurry eyes. But he knew which way she went, right back the way she came. Just like some of the little ones would. Not like most of the others did. They always got so angry, as though he were denying them something they had some strange right to. But she left. She understood, and left. It was good that she did, she had no fins and did not belong to his lake. But that she understood, that she left because she understood and not because she was afraid...
That was new.
With occasional wary glances in the direction from which she had arrived and to which she had gone Severi returned his attention to puzzling out this guest he had found. How long had this one been there? How much more of it was left? Who had it been? Just a short while and the sun would have moved enough for him to see what he could find out.
Finished
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