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 Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2014 5:41 pm
Self RP between Novablu's Cyanide Stardust and Lithium Starshine :3  
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 3:56 pm
The moon was at the highest point in the sky, completely full and casting a pale light across the fields that touched a thick line of forestry. The full moon made Cyanide feel complete, at ease with herself and with the world. The only thing that would make things better is if the little rainbow-hued basket would pop open to reveal the child inside. The idea of it--of being a mother--scared the wolfkin mare a little bit. She’d never been responsible for anyone but herself--hell, she couldn’t remember if she’d ever had siblings that were younger, or if she babysat pups in her pack--or even if she HAD a pack. The past was…just gone. Everything, all of her memories, ripped away from her. She thought maybe asking the Wishing Star for a child of her own--a son or daughter she could make new memories with--was a smart idea. Her mate seemed…indifferent and maybe a little scared at the fact that they were going to be raising a pup together.
As the basket wobbled, a sudden movement that caught Cyanide’s eye, she stiffened and dropped her muzzle to nose the edge of the basket. “You can come out now,” she murmured, a sing-song lullaby to the baby hidden inside, her heartbeat racing. Excitement twisted in her gut.
When the lid popped off and two amethyst eyes peered up at her from a delicate face--a little filly colored with rainbows with a pink mane like Phosgene--Cyanide smiled broadly, dipping her neck to sniff her baby over. The gauzy lace-like wings were unfamiliar and paper-thin. Her tail was but a mere stub--maybe it would grow? And she had hooves with a split down the middle as the baby wobbled on spindly legs out of her basket.
It didn’t matter. “Lithium,” she breathed and the filly turned to her--smiled--and Cyanide’s heart nearly melted into her chest. She nuzzled the filly and cradled her close. “My baby.”
XxX - a few weeks later
Lithium looked like both of her parents, carrying her father’s colors and his bubblegum pink hair, and her mother’s intricate markings and bone-like mask. And yet, she looked nothing like them at all. For a little while, it bothered her. Her wings were flimsy and her tail was still stubby and she was tiny, even for a foal her age. Her mother had told her the story of the Wishing Star--that she was a baby born of stardust, handpicked to make her parents happy. So she decided then and there, if they were happy and proud of her, then she would be happy as well.
And she was. She might not’ve been born wolfkin, but she was her mother’s daughter. Though her howling…that needed some work. She giggled and pranced circles around Momma, tail wagging a mile a minute. “You said you’d teach me! I’m big enough, right? I wanna know how to hunt!” Excitement trilled through her tiny form. She wanted to be just like Momma and Daddy.
XxX
Cyanide pressed her forehead against her daughter’s neck, nipping her ever so gently. This was the part that she’d been dreading--the expectation of getting to hunt. The problem was, Cyanide and Phosgene ate meat; they hunted down their meals, dinner by dinner. And Lithium was…not a meat eater. She didn’t even have fangs, but the look in her eyes was so bright and earnest that Cya didn’t have the heart to let her down. “I don’t know…” she mused, half-teasing and half-serious. “You’re still pretty scrawny… A big, bad walker might swoop in and gobble you up.” But they both knew that Cyanide would fight endlessly for the filly and for her mate. She was loyal to her core. She let a low growl sound at the thought. Mine, her mind hissed. She would let no harm come to her family.
“Okay then, Miss Starshine. Follow me…and be very quiet. You are the shadows. You are the air. Completely…silent.” The last word was a whisper as her pale blue eyes flitted forwards and she took off on soundless paws, listening to the soft thudding of hooves behind her, and she rolled her eyes. This was gonna be interesting…
XxX
The shadows. The air. She was one with the shadows. She was a being of air. That’s how Lithium’s mental mantra went as she hurried after Momma, who slipped through the darkness as if she could see for a mile. Lithium, however, kept stumbling over the darkness, her night vision severely lacking, but she wouldn’t give up. Puffing her chest out, she clenched her teeth and held her breath and kept moving. Momma would stop to scent the air, so Lithium caught on, but all she smelled was the rain that had dampened the ground.
But it was Lithium who saw the hare in a patch of moonlight, completely still and completely aware that the predators were in it’s territory. Lithium bumped her mother’s flank with her nose to gather her attention and Cyanide went still. Her heart kicked in her chest at the idea of hunting the cute little bunny down and eating it… It wasn’t quite excitement, rather than revulsion. Poor baby…
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2015 1:37 pm
Cyanide spied the hare a moment before her daughter did, her entire body going still and silent as she lifted a paw to stop Lithium from moving forwards. Instinct could take over in one so young…well, wolfkin anyway, which Lithium wasn’t quite… She shook her head the tiniest bit. “This is your hunt, my child,” she whispered, lowering her mouth to Lithium’s tiny curved ear. Her daughter seemed to tremble at the words, but it wasn’t excitement that the mare smelled. It was…nervousness. She swallowed and gave Lithium’s rump a nudge. “Stalk it. Like this… Follow me.”
She slowly slinked through the shadows, each paw step quiet against the leaf litter of the forest floor. The hare’s eyes were black and glassy, nostrils flared as if it scented danger, and it well should’ve. Cyanide had taken down bigger things than a simple hare before. Think a small herd of deer. “Chase it. Corner it. Then grab it by the neck and give the biggest shake you can before it can make a sound. You are a huntress, Lithium Starshine.”
X
Lithium swallowed her fear as she followed her mother closely, brushing up against her every so often. The forest was quiet and each breath she took felt hollow, sounded loud to her ears despite not being blessed with wolfkin hearing. As her mom turned her head and whispered those words to her, her entire body tensed up, anxiety filling her all of a sudden. But she wanted, so badly, to do it. To prove herself to the beautifully damaged family she’d been born into. She wanted to be wolfkin. With determination in her eyes, she took a deep breath, steadied herself, and begin to stalk the hare just as she’d been taught during playtimes. Her heart thundered so loud she feared she might pass out. Just a little closer…
The hare jerked into motion and Lithium, desperate, raced after it. Her teeth clicked over air as she attempted to catch hold of the wiry legged creature. Instead she stepped on it, tripped, and nearly went down. The rabbit screamed a blood curdling sound and disappeared into the brush and Lithium’s eyes teared up. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t stomach the idea of biting that poor cute little bunny…
Standing up, she dropped her head and tucked her tail best she could, and returned to her mother, sure she would see disapproval on her face. “I can’t do it,” she announced softly, bravely. “I…want to, but I can’t. I don’t think…it smells good and I don’t think I could bite something so fluffy. I’m sorry, Mom…”
X
Cyanide Stardust curled her large but lean body around her slightly trembling foal--a foal who had the flattened teeth of a cerynei flutter cross, which was what her bloodline carried true. There was no wolfkin in her, no kalona like her father. She wasn’t their child, but a child born of stardust. “I know,” she murmured, wrapping a paw around her to cuddle her closer. She nuzzled her gently. “It doesn’t matter, Lithium. You don’t have to. As long as you’re my child, that’s all that matters. As long as you’re happy… I would do anything to make you happy. Come,” she said, nudging her before taking off through the forest at a quick clip, silence no longer an issue.
X
Overwhelmed by the love in her mother’s voice, tears sprang and ran down her cheeks, two crystalline tears that dropped into the leaves. “Momma…” she murmured, butting her head against Cyanide’s shoulder. Her mother smelled of the wild, of the forest. Of wolf. She herself had never had that smell. It didn’t make her any less of Cyanide and Phosgene’s daughter. She loved them and they were family, they were the only family she needed. “Okay,” she quipped, having to trot to keep up with her mother’s long stride.
Cyanide stopped at the edge of a river, trickling softly through a bed of smooth pebbles. She motioned Lithium closer and Lithium sidled over until they were both looking down at the slightly rippling water, their reflections shining up at them from the light of the moon. The same colorful skull-mask that painted her mother’s face, graced her own, and she smiled. “See?” Cyanide asked. “You are my child, even if your teeth aren’t sharp.” Lithium giggled and pranced in a circle, then leaned down and bit a big chunk out of the grass.
And it was…delightful, lush and tasteful and so colorful. “I like it,” she said with a grin. “You really don’t care? That I’m…normal?”
X
Cyanide merely smiled, the tips of her canine fangs peeking out from under her lips. “Normal?” she queried, tipping her head to one side, wagging her tail. “Normal is merely an opinion, my child. You are ours and that’s all that matters. Now, we’d better get home before Phos realizes he’s alone.” She hated leaving him alone. “But first…I think we should bring him something to eat, don’t you think, lovely?” Nudging her daughter, she pranced into the forest, in the search for another plump hare.
Lithium danced along at her heels, more puppy than she truly realized, and Cyanide’s heart swelled with love. She had a family again, memories be damned, and for once in a long while, she was happy.
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