[WWE] Winter Tales - RP Contest - Winners Announced!

[Cheyriddle4]

Spin me a tale!
Username: Cheyriddle4
Preference: Purple Snowy Nymph, Icy Kirin'suti,Sugar Plum Fairy,
Story:
It was the longest night of winter and the sun had long since gone. The biting chill goes straight to one's bones. Yet two foals trudged on. The snow sparkled over hills and upon trees. But underneath the hooves, it crunched similar to fall's leaves. The ground before them was untouched and pristine. No other soq's took this path it seemed.

As the foals walked on letting faith lead the way. Hoping and praying to find a nice place to stay. Over hill and dale they wandered. Lost but together to confide in each other.

Across an ice-covered brook they went. Til they came upon a house where a miller lived. The lights they shone through the window sill. Sparked a ray of hope as the foals fought the chill.

Huddled together the foals stop in front of the door. Shivering and nervous for what could be instore. In unison they knocked not once but twice. In hopes that the person inside would invite them inside.

The miller suprised walked up to the door. Opening it not expecting the foals at the door. They looked so frightened and rightfully so. For they were young and totally alone.

" Where are your parents? Are you two alone? It's terribly cold out. Come in and get warm."

The foals walked in one after another. Tiny hooves lightly tapping as they go to the fire. Their bodies to skinny, shivering from the cold. It was easy to see that they had nowhere to go.

The miller took pity and grabbed some stew and some bread. Sat them before them and sat down and said.

"Eat up and get warm. Tell me your tale. It's Yule after all and might as well."

With bellies full and warm by the fire. The foals told their story and then asked to retire. The miller took pity and allowed them to stay for the night at his place.
 

[Doc Goth]

Spin me a tale!
Username: Doc Goth
Preference: Icy Kirin'suti, Purple Snowy Nymph, Sugar Plum Fair
(if I already won a freebie I will be sure to cross out my post and notify this in my entry)
Story: Your original winter themed story! As short or as long as you wish.

A lone traveler dressed in soft and worn wolf skins trekked through the howling winter storm. This came out of no where- I have no time to set up for camp, I must find shelter he thought to himself, doing his best to keep his thoughts occupied and his spirits high. The deafening winter could drive someone mad and ultimately lead to their demise.

Hours have passed and the squall has yet to let up. In a sudden gust of icy wind, his prized gray fox pelt hat was lifted off of his head and flew towards the heavens. Feeling distraught of his sudden loss, he made due with the pelts he has wore to create a makeshift hood to shield himself from the wrath of mother nature. However, this did not help keep his hopes high for too long as he started to feel the chill reach it's icy fingers to his core and before long into his very soul.

His vision suddenly blurred and he fell into the cold embrace of the freshly laid snow. Feeling at a loss, he closed his eyes and accepted his demise, he had heard tales of lost travelers feeling quite warm before succumbing to the frigid embrace of winter. Before losing consciousness he cursed winter for all that it took from him and what it was about to take.

Nearly instantaneously, he felt warm, but not an discomforting warm a comfortable warm. He opened his eyes and saw two pink hooves in his field of vision. Following the hooves up, he saw a beautiful horse dawned in a misty blue coat, flushed with pink. He also saw crystals sprouting on the powerful muscles of the steed, bringing a sense of glory and power to the creature. He continued to stare, awestruck believing that this must be a hallucination.

Hello traveler, I sense your journey is far from over and I am here to guide you and give you wisdom The creature's voice echoed softly in his head as he used his remaining energy to sit up. Worry not, you are safe and I am certainly real. The horse lowered it's head to his hand sitting idly by his side. The traveler responded by raising a tired hand and petting the horse gently on it's velvety snout. The horse helped him to his feet with one mighty swoop of his neck. Now kindred traveler observe the harshness but necessary power of winter Before his eyes, his surroundings changed as visions of the beautiful yet fearful power of winder held. He saw animals making havens for hibernating, mother bears being protected by winter while they incubated their young within their bodies. He saw plants drift off to sleep as ice crept down their stems and vines. The traveler looked up and saw countless birds being escorted by the chilling air to new feeding grounds far away from the snowy touch of the season. Winter does not destroy, it changes the landscape and protects it's inhabitants. It is beautiful, but can be dangerous to those that do not prepare, this creates a sense of resilience in every plant, animal and human that witnesses it's ability. The traveler thought on this words as he felt his vision blur again. I must go, but you will have two others that follow me and will protect you and guide you as promised. Be safe

When the traveler awoke, he felt his body swaying slightly and heard the soft crunching of the snow all around him. Sitting up his hands met the plush coat of a lavender mare. Looking back at him with a gentle and kind gaze, she spoke to him I see you are awake, I am a Snow Nymph and I am here to show you the beauty that winter creates for those to behold
The horse stopped and a gentle snowfall encompassed them. The traveler held out a hand and caught snowflakes of all different sizes and designs that nestled themselves in his hand. Mother nature makes no mistakes kind travel. As before, he was shown visions of massive snowflakes falling from the sky, beautiful in design, floating with grace down to a feeding heard of deer below them. He saw forests covered in powered snow creating a mystical landscape with their twisting branches that breached the skies. They saw animals with soft white fur hunting and hiding in the freshly laid snow. He also saw children making snow angels, building igloos, riding sleds and having snow ball fights all the while laughing. This caused the traveler to embrace a wide smile creeping across his face. Winter is about creation and good change for our world and those who dwell in it. Your last visitor will show you the fruits that winter provides

When the traveler woke next, he was laying beside a babbling brook with a small mauve filly laying along side him. Tilting her head quizzically, her dark purple hair tussled to one side. Hello dear traveler, I am the Sugar Plum Fairy of winter and I am here to teach you about the fruits of labor that are provided by each and every great winter she said as she gazed up to the tall mountains, the travelers head following her line of sight.

Winter gives the land snow, the snow melts and provides every living thing water. Grasses grow, trees come back to life and then will provide a bountiful harvest to the land after their season of rest. The filly got up from her resting place and waited for the traveler to follow suit. They saw the land returning to life from the snow that was provided, he witnessed a mother bear coming out of her den with three cubs, jumping fish in the stream, small critters gathering freshly grown food from nearby bushes and tribesmen singing while they harvested freshly grown fruit. Winter is a change, but also gives our land rest so that it can provide to those year around. The land gifts us with fresh water, returning birds of every color, newly grown food and much needed energy for the coming seasons. Winter is not about destruction but a transition, one to be respected yes, but also given thanks. The filly lowered her head and the traveler did the same. The air around him filled with the echoing sounds of the filly's soft and gentle laughter.

When he raised his head, he was no longer in a blizzard but in front of a cave opening with his prized hat in hand.
(whew didn't mean for it to be that long, please enjoy!)  

[Kirowyn Love]

Spin me a tale!
Username: Kirowyn Love
Preference: Icy Kirin'suti, Sugar Plum Fairy, Purple Snowy Nymph
Story:

The crisp air felt like it tickled the foal's nose as the first snowflakes of the season started to trickle down. He had been told how magical snow was - the swirling flakes shining in the pale light of a winter sun. He was not disappointed - it was magical indeed! He stuck out his tongue, waiting for one of the frozen fluffy flakes to melt. They were only cold for a split second before they vanished. The other younglings were doing much the same, looking around with such amazement at their very first snowfall. The older Soquili watched them play, amused at their antics and remembering their own first encounters with the magical white powder.

As wonderful as the scene was, it did mean that times would start getting harder. Less food to be found and the cold did get uncomfortable at times. But on this day, the worries for what the winter brought would be tucked away. The first snowfall of the season was a day to be celebrated - to share the joy of the world turning white. There would be lessons to be taught to the foals - how to forage for grass in the new snow, or to break up the ice to get to a water source. Even though winter was meant to signify the end of the year, in many ways it felt like the beginning of another cycle. For now, the adults enjoyed watching the foals play. They could learn lessons another time - this would be a day for fun!