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 Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 8:10 pm
 Quinlan winced as he limped forward. He tried to smile; tried to keep his head up. But that was a stupid idea. His ears pinned back as he looked down toward his leg, a nice big gash along his leg. He had thought it was a good idea to pick a fight with a Kalona, one who was trying to pray on a small pronghorn. Quinlan, being a Cerynei, felt rather fond of the little deer like creatures. So he had defended it, only to get a nice slash of sharp hoof against his leg. He ran after that, and now was limping along, blood trailing down his leg and along his hoof, staining his soft grey fur red.
The stallion flicked his ears back some as he looked around. He thought he heard a noise, and upon inspection, saw the white and blue pronghorn close by. It hid when he spotted him, but he smiled fondly and shifted some to turn toward the creature. "Hey... Hey come here, little thing." He called softly. When the pronghorn approached, he analyzed it, before dipping his head. He made sure the creature was okay, before nodding his head. The pronghorn stayed along side him, as if worried he was really really hurt.
Limping along, he found his way to a stream. Quinlan looked down toward the crystal clear water, before he shifted some to lay down. He flinched, looking at his leg, before leaning to nose it lightly, only to flinch farther. He cleaned his muzzle in the water, before looking at the pronghorn, who danced nervously on it's hooves. "Don't worry little guy... I'll be okay.... I think..." He murmured, ears flicking up some, his tail giving a small flick.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 9:37 pm
 Leilani had come to the plains after traveling through a thick redwood forest in order to visit a friend. Xiao had been happily showing a mini stallion how to make flower arrangements so Leilani had decided not to disturb them. Moving through the forest she had picked up a few choice herbs and plants that were useful in her healing art. There was a great lake on the plains but she was far upstream of it at this point with the wind was blowing in her face just the right way to smell the crisp scent that water always had around it. Something else rode the wind this day though. She inhaled a great lungful, her ears pinned back at the coppery scent that signified blood. Someone was hurt or worse. She carefully picked her way through the grass hoping to find the source and if the person or creature was still alive maybe she could help. It didn't take her long to find the source. She saw a grey stallion laying down and a small blue and white pronghorn nervously watching him. "Are you alright?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 3:06 pm
Quinlan's ears snapped up when he heard something moving. He looked around, bright blue eyes flickering from one area to another. The pronghorn shifted, its tail flicking, before the voice rang out. Letting out a small cry, it fled quickly deeper into the forest. The Cerynei tilted his head, ready to call back to the small creature, before he turned his attention toweard the voice. His breath caught in his chest though, at the sight of the mare. She was lovely... astounding. Something he hadn't seen before in his life. His heart thundered slightly in his chest, before he send her a slight smile, ears flicking a bit.
"Uh... Eheh..." Well that was weird. Quinlan's ears pinned for a moment as he tried to come back to himself. Well that was off... and bad. He had never been tongue tied before. He coughed some, before letting out a small laugh, and pushed himself to stand. His head dipped slightly, before he pressed himself up and off the ground, holding his leg up as well so it wasn't pressed to the ground. He grinned at her sheepishly, before ducking his head some. "I... I'm okay! Yea. I'm fine... Hah... Eheh... Just a uh... scratch." He mumbled some, smiling sheepishly at her.Wasteland Wyvern [ Sorry it took me so long, darling! ]
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 5:52 pm
Leilani returned his smile but did not believe him when he said he was okay. The cut was absolutely horrid looking. Her orange tipped wing flicked open and closed, it was a nervous habit that had followed her from filly hood. "Forgive me but that cut looks absolutely awful... I can fix it right up if you'd like." She felt that she needed to clarify her profession. "I am sorry. I must sound absolutely insane just walking up and offering to fix your wound... I am a wandering healer by profession!" Her smile was genuine as she tried to comfort the hurt stallion. She always felt that she needed to tell them she was a healer as not all unicorns or alicorns could heal.
techabyte No worries Techa. Real life comes first! -Giggles-
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 10:45 am
Quinlan blinked curiously as the mare seemed to move forward. His head tilted lightly as he watched her. His heart pounded hard against his chest. He smiled lightly at the mare, before looking back down toward his leg. He tilted his head a bit, ear flicking slightly. He glanced back to the mare before tilting his head. "Oh.... Oh! You're part unicorn! Of course you'd be able to do such a thing." He moved carefully to lift his leg a bit, eyes flickering down to the wound. He flicked his tail, before looking back up toward her, smiling slightly. "If you would not mind helping, I wouldn't protest, Miss."
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 7:01 pm
Leilani suppressed a giggle when she saw his tail twitch. He had a Cerynei's tail, sort of like her friend Rhamiel, so he must have Cerynei blood. "I'd be happy to help. Just hold still for a moment and I'll have you fixed right up." She felt the magic in her blood stir. The unicorn blood she bore from her father's side allowed her to heal those in trouble. Her smile darkened as she remembered her father and his untimely demise. An accident they were told, but she and her mother had figured otherwise.
The horn upon her brow warmed with the magic and she felt it seek out his wounded leg, sealing up the muscle tears and eventually the outside flesh. Satisfied with her work she released the magic and felt it slowly drain away.
She snorted lightly as the last tingle left her, ears flicking this way and that as she tried not to sneeze. The tingle of the magic always made her sneeze.
"There we are, I believe it should be alright to place weight upon now, but it might be sore still." She smiled hesitantly.
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