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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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 Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2019 9:40 pm
 Nahusha far from home with his companion safely tucked away in her bottle had found himself traveling through a silver forest. The landscapes were definitely unique but, he still missed the rolling dunes of home. His pale pink eyes examined the heavy foliage that was so spare back home. The Oasis was a good size but outside of it was a vast desert.
The stallion laughed quietly despite himself as he wondered how many more siblings he'd have when he got back.He was sure there would be more. His dad definitely had a knack for that much to his displeasure. I mean it made it hard for him in some ways but, he didn't dislike having a lot of different siblings. Though unable to help himself frequently wished his dad wouldn't be so flirtatious all the time and maybe be a bit more responsible in that aspect. He supposed though his dad just had a lot of love to share at least that's how his father described it. Nahusha's father always took care and loved them. Adira helped though, His elder brother's mother she was very much like a second mother to him as well. Nahusha had always wondered what had happened to his birth mother, he'd not seen her since he'd chosen to leave the heard he'd been born in many years ago when he was just a foal. His Uncle Tenar and his uncle's mate Yasmin had taken him to his father's herd with his cousin, who was honestly more like a sister to him.
He did find himself missing home again. Maybe it was finally time to return? the stallion pondered. Perhaps he was finally a bit stronger than before, he might finally be acknowledged as a proper warrior by the royalty. He glanced once again at the lovely trees of the forested landscape and his carefully goatee brushed his neck. At some point during their travels Zion had taken it upon herself to braid his goatee. It kept it neat and tidy at the least, Nahusha had become quite used to it.
Maybe it was time to finally head home. He and Zion had had quite a few adventures. He fluttered his dragonfly wings as he committed the landscape to memory.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2019 10:52 am
 Zoran had left the 'palace' his father and family had come to live in. He needed some space from the old man and the ever looming idea of him becoming lead of this herd of sorts wasn't too charming. Frowning to himself, the Arion took to the outer reaches of the kingdom's lands to do a sort of patrol. The fresh air and the chattering of critters, yea he was really loving it out there. Not! Shaking his head, Zoran stopped and looked around, everything just seemed the same old thing, boring.
"Why did father want to settle here, I will never know." He muttered to himself, not expecting any company out here. Nor really running into anyone.
Just as he was turning back to the direction he was heading, something moved through the bushes a tree or two over. Eyes narrowing, the tan and blue stallion shrunk down to miniature size that his kind could and took off after the interloper. Eight wings fluttered at his sides, keeping him aloft as he went, questions moving through his head. Who was this star? What was their purpose here? did they mean ill to his herd? All questions a respectful leader would have, though he saw himself as neither respectful or a leader.
"You there! Speak your business in these lands!" Zoran ordered, still in his small size and hovering just off to the left of the larger brown star with strikingly familiar dragonfly like wings... That he had just... Noticed.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2019 11:06 am
Nahush flicked his ear instinctively as something small flew past causing the long drop earring to fly in a circle. Ah he had passed into another herds lands by accident. He focused on the small arion "Apologies, I was unaware I had drifted into a herd's lands, Allah and well met." he bowed his head respectfully showing his horns. The small arion to which he spoke seemed somewhat familiar, he held the same configuration of breed traits with the exception of the very different wings. Though that could quite possibly have been a coincidence.
"I am Nahusha I come from beyond the sand dunes." he said raising his head careful not to make to much of a wind. "My companion is asleep right now he said Motioning to the bottle around his neck." His wings fluttered again.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2019 9:14 pm
Zoran eyed the stallion ever still as he announced himself to him and mentioned a companion that was sleeping in a bottle? fluttering backwards a little bit before coming to land and returning to his normal size, Zoran remained at a distance watching the stallion. He was unsure of what he meant by in the bottle.
"Ah-huh. Do you carry all your friends in bottles?" He was skeptical about the whole bottle thing. And you haven't precisely wandered into our lands. it is the outskirts. Through the mists is home." he glanced towards the swirls of mists that lay yards away through the trees behind him.
"My name's also Zoran, from the Silver Glade herd. My father is building an Arion kingdom." perhaps a little too much information, but he wanted to make it known so that others who wanted to join could. He knew not of what these sand dunes were, he hadn't really left his father's side, besides patrolling. There was a lot of the world he had yet to see, perhaps someday.. For now, he had to deal with this, slightly larger stallion whom had wings like his own deceased mother as well as the horse like his very own. He didn't want to openly ask, but there was a sense in the air that they were related.
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 9:51 pm
 Zamira giggled as she fluttered around with a bunch of butterflies. It was so nice to be where so many flowers blossomed, even the bees humming as they worked diligently was a joy to listen to. She loved that she could shrink down so small that dancing with butterflies wasn't a fantasy. They darted to and fro, around the flowers, even landing on them. Zamira wasn't above a nap in a wild rose or nestled in among the clovers.
She returned to her normal size and picked a few of the flowers, her butterfly friends twisting the stems together before plopping them on her head. She let out another giggle and began to sing to them. But a loud shout cut her off, sounded like her brother.... What got him in a tizzy?
Zamira stood and shook herself off and trotted towards her brother's voice. She then heard the sound of another stallion with him but the voice wasn't one she knew. Peeking around the trees, Zamira saw an imposing brown stallion with her brother.
"Oh my...." she whispered.
After a few moments and stepped out of the trees and walked over towards them. The brown stallion had wings like theirs and her brother didn't seem too on guard.
"Hello Zoren! Who's your friend?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2019 7:26 pm
As the smaller stallion looked at the bottle in which zion rested "I apologize still for coming so close," nahusha could tell the other stallion was sceptical understandably stars like Zion were exceptionally rare. There were so few like her. Nahusha wasn't quite sure how to answer "Well no of course not," he tried to explain "Zion is special, she's a genie." Zion was a rare subclass of novae. But there was still something about zoran that seemed familiar.
As zoran resized himself nahusha took a few steps back to give zoran some room. "The honor is all mine Zoran of the silver glade" the larger stallion greeted. He fluttered his wings casually once again. The marking on zoran's back nahusha had seen it before in his childhood. Before he'd left with his aunt and uncle.
A pale blue mare emerged from behind a tree. She looked similarly familiar and had wings like zoran did but she bore the same scales as his brother. "Is this your sister?" Nahusha asked out of mere curiosity the wings were the same perhaps from their father? But maybe... not that he was surprised. He rememberedhow strange it had been for him when he'd asked to leave with his father. He'dalways wanted to know what happened to her after "By chance... do you know a mare named Nessa?"
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2019 8:19 pm
Zion spent some of the time in her bottle thinking, and others of it dreaming, and sometimes she was just straight up sleeping. Today she was mostly daydreaming, trying to imagine what it would be like to be going home with Nash. He wasn't ready to go home yet--he still needed to get "stronger"--but someday he would, she knew it. As interesting as foreign lands were, they weren't home--they weren't sand dunes shifting in the heat haze or glittering under the sun, each grain of sand like a crystal. That far-out horizon, it was nowhere to be found up north. Okay, that was a lie, there were a few places up north with big skies, but not very many of them, and they tended to be damp. Ilta and other true Novae might like damp, but honestly, Zion wasn't that big a fan.
But they were north, exploring, wandering, trying to figure out when they should turn back home again, and that was that. If Nash wanted to be here, then she would be here with him, helping him out wherever she could.
It felt like they had stopped, and she thought she could hear a murmur through the enameled walls of her home. Her ears perked up and she slithered up out of the spout of her lamp. Whatever was going on, she was curious what it was. She took up her usual position floating over Nash's left shoulder and looked around. There were two strange Stars here--both of them with Arion wings. Arions were supposed to have butterfly wings--you got occasional odd wings like Nash's, but his wings were supposed to be the exception, not the rule. These two had wings that weren't butterfly wings.
Honestly, though, the more she looked at them, the more she saw. The stallion had horns just like Nash's--they were even the same color! Spooky. She tilted her head at the others, then turned to look at Nash. She didn't know either of these two's names, but she knew that name. "Nessa?" she said. "That's your mum, right?" She shook her head. "Oops. Sorry." She turned to the strangers and waved a hoof. "Hi. I'm Zion. I'm with Nash here."
((Ice said I could join?))
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2019 9:02 pm
Zamira froze when she saw something emerge from a bottle on the big brown stallion. It was another star. How curious. She knew that arions could get small but not fit in a bottle small? But this star wasn't an arion, she didn't even have wings. Curious.
"Oh, I'm Zamira, Zoran is my brother...."
Suddenly the name Nessa came up from the brown stallion...uh Nash? And Zion the floaty mare. Why are they bringing up mother?
"You know mother?" Zamira asked curiously. She tilted her head and glanced over at her brother. "I think they know mother....."
(( hiiiii, yes please. ))
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 3:50 pm
Zoran turned towards his sister with a scolding glare, she was always the one at ease talking to others then he was. But it was more the fact that she came out of almost no where and pipped up about things that she might not have. Must he the cautious one here?
"Will you allow me to speak before pipping up?" He asked his sister, a strain was heard in his voice. "Sisters."
Turning his attention back towards the elder that stood before them. Something slithered out of the small spout on the bottle that hung around his neck. Zoran took a step backwards, his wings fanning out to show all eight blades. Why did all these new faces have to show up out of no where!? Was everyone out to cause his death this soon?
"It is a pleasure knowing that you're not made up, Zion." Zoran said with a forced smile, though he didn't know what to be more upset about? His sister's forwardness, or the sudden appearing of stars. "And yes, we know of a Nessa. She was our mother before disease came through. We lost her and a sister to it."
Flicking some tension out his tail, Zoran folded his wings back down to look almost like a cape over his back. His mind going to reasons why they would ask of the mare. His father had kinda loved the dragonfly winged mare, but it didn't seem to really phase him that she was gone. Perhaps it was just because it was a burden off his shoulders... Zoran never got close to Nessa, he was always closest with Oberon.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 6:35 pm
Nahusha almost laughed at Zoran's surpise when Zion emerged from her bottle. The other arion had been focused on scolding his sister. "My apologies," but the information the other mare had given him had been most telling. The ones before him were his younger half siblings. It made sense, he'd vaguely remembered seeing his mom with another stallion before he'd left with his aunt and uncle.
"The pleasure is all mine Zamira," he was actually glad Zion had emerged from her bottle. Her presence was as always comforting. "Yeah, that's her," he said to Zion. Nahusha could understand why zoran might think Zion
Made up but that was far from the truth.
Nahusha was a bit disappointed to hear she'd passed away. He'd never be able to reconcile with her.
"If Nessa is your mother then that makes you two my younger half siblings, I'm sorry to hear she passed."
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 8:53 pm
Zoran gave a slight shrug when Nahusha had said he was sorry their mother had passed. From what he could remember, she was controlling. While he never wished death upon another, but he at times wished she would find someone else other than his father.
"No skin off my nose. She wasn't the greatest of mothers." He said wanting not to talk of the mare. "I tended to stick around my father. There had been rumors floating around back when I was younger about what had happened with I am guessing your father."
While he never paid attention to what was being said, Zoran stayed away from Nessa when he could. Following his father or just staying by himself elsewhere. Perhaps that is why he was always so standoffish. It was a trait his father had at one time, must have rubbed off at some point in his youth.
"But your wings do look familiar to hers. So it seems we have family outside the Kingdom.' This was a half mutter as Zoran watched the two before him. Wondering just were his newly known half brother lived, certainly no where near them...
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 8:57 am
Whatever Zoran said seemed to roll right off of Zamira's back like water on duck feathers. She tilted her head and was taking in the full sight of Zion and Nahusha. Both where quiet interesting, especially Zion. Suddenly Zamira wondered if she could fit inside the bottle that Zion came out of and looked at it for a moment. Her eyes wondered over to Zoran who seemed most put out with her, what else was new? As Nahusha proclaimed them half siblings through Nessa, she looked back at him and smiled brightly.
"Oh how wonderful. More siblings!" She said daintily. Zoran's mutter of having family outside their homeland made her look at him funny.
"Of course we have family outside of the kingdom, silly. Dagmar is our cousin after all and she comes from another herd." Zamira looked back at Nahusha. "Dagmar decided to join us here. Mostly to keep me company and out of trouble as she puts it." Zamira gave a laugh that was most adorable. She was definitely different from her brother.
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