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 Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:51 pm
  This roleplay is for my brothers- Kishi and Ohanzee. Let's give them a warm welcome. Family is allowed in, as they come. ^.^ But for now, it's a two-stallion show!
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:11 pm
 His wings fluffed, keeping him warm. Kishi glanced around the area with cool silver eyes, and then he smiled, enjoying the way the cool breeze whipped his mane around his body. It was a full moon tonight, which made the clearing hew stood in almost as bright as sunlight. He could see everything in the area clearly, and then there was total darkness. In the center of the clearing he stood, shimmering like the night sky. His twin would be here soon… Ohanzee. The one he both admired, and hated.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:13 pm
 He moved quietly, trying not to disturb any sleeping creatures. He was on his way to find his little brother. He hadn’t seen him in years. Ohanzee was always shy, and quiet, but he could remember Kishi always being able to steal away his courage. It was like Kishi had been born with enough for the both of them. Ohanzee was like their mother, patient, always waiting. And Kishi had been like their father. Brash, loudmouthed, and impatient. Everything had to be now. Now, now, now.
He swallowed, glancing into the clearing. His brother was there. He looked like their father in miniature. Except he had their mother’s darker hair color, where Ohanzee’s had been lighter, a mix of their parents. He stood there, the moonlight gleaming off his silver horn, and the jewelry he wore. They both had the bracelets that had been their father’s. They even wore them on the same leg.
He finally stepped out of the shadows, moving into the light, nickering a soft greeting.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:16 pm
“Hello old man.” Kishi’s greeting was deceptively chipper. He knew it was his brother. He knew that sound. He didn’t turn his eyes away from the moon that shimmered in the sky above them. “How have you been, since you left?” he turned then, turning his own eyes on Ohanzee.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:18 pm
His eyes glowed, Ohanzee mused. Like his own. Or seemed to glow, anyway, in the light of the moon. He met the shining gaze evenly. Childhood memories, jealousy, anger, hatred. Both having what the other wanted. They all flared up in him, and he almost bolted, but he took a second look at his little brother before answering. Kishi looked… tired. “Why did you decide to come here? Did the old man finally die?”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:21 pm
Kishi felt a laugh bubble up, hysterical. “Yeah, he’s dead. Fell right out of the sky, still as a stick. Went out of the world the way he came into it. Flying.” he shrugged. “And is it a crime to want to see one’s last living relation at a time like this?”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:23 pm
“No.” Ohanzee answered finally, choosing not to bring up the fact he had children at this point in time. “It’s not abnormal at all.” he moved closer to his brother, staring evenly into his eyes. The memories… It was like staring into his father’s eyes again. Resentment welled up. How dare he have escaped before Ohanzee could see him one last time, to berate him, to scream resentment at him?!?! Ohanzee had been forced to grow up alone… because of him! “How did you know mother was dead?”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:24 pm
“She wasn’t here.” Kishi whispered. “She would have come with you, if she was here. And you are wearing her necklace.” Just like Kishi wore their father’s. The gifts that their parents had been given when they were both too young to remember. Where they had come from, no one knew. “What happened to her? When?” his chest hurt. He’d always been a momma’s boy… but Father had insisted on teaching him to fly, taking him to the air. Kishi had hated it, with a passion, and a terror of flight. Where Ohanzee would chase their father, begging to learn to fly, Kishi had hidden under their mother when his father said the word. It was the one thing they were switched on, the one time Ohanzee wasn’t the one hidden by their mother. And the one thing his mother wouldn’t protect them on.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:26 pm
“She died not long after she left father. It was… wolves.” Ohanzee shook his head. “They were coming after me, and… she was the one who was taken.” It hadn’t been a pretty sight. And if it hadn’t been for Okami, that mysterious wolf who had saved him back then… “Okami saved me, but he couldn‘t save mother. He disappeared for a long time after that, and I wandered. Got big, grew up, alone. I found him again, later. He’s my friend now.” A blunt, blank story. That was all his brother needed to know about the time they had been apart.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:26 pm
He shuddered visibly, seeing the images in his mind. His beautiful mother, torn apart… Kishi’s nostril’s flared. "She was stupid for leaving father. He could have kept her safe.” he snapped. “She left because of you. Because you weren’t happy. It was all your fault!”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:28 pm
A childish outburst, and one that made Ohanzee draw back in anger. “How dare you?!” he spat. “She left because of FATHER. Because he didn’t care anymore. All he cared about was flying, and you! She didn’t want to be like that anymore. And she took me with her because she knew that father wouldn’t take care of me, and someone had to! Don’t be angry at me because you had a parent who loved you, just like I had one who loved me!”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:28 pm
Kishi slammed his front hooves into the ground, angry. His brother was right. Darn it. It maybe hadn’t been the parent they wanted, for whatever reasons, but their parents had loved them. And Kishi knew his father had missed his mother… and his brother. The look in his eyes when he had come to the ground at their home, to see his mate and oldest son gone, with no trace… It had stuck with Kishi. Because he had lost his mother, and his beloved brother. But the look in his father’s eyes had been like someone had stuck a horn through his heart.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:30 pm
Ohanzee softened. “Do you need a place to stay?” he asked finally. “If you do, I actually have a place, that would be good for you. You can’t act up though, it’s not really my place. It is where I go if I need a safe place to sleep, however, and there are lots of other Soquili around.” he shrugged slightly. “If you want, of course.”
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:42 pm
Kishi nodded after a moment. "Yeah, I guess." his voice was still sour, and he wouldn't look at his brother. "I'll be good. Don't worry." he glanced over at Ohanzee again, finally. "Thanks." he moved over to him, obviously intending to follow.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:44 pm
He didn’t even dignify that with a response. No thanks were needed. Instead, he turned, and moved back into the trees, leading his little brother home. There would be a lot they had to work on, but hey… They had time now, didn’t they?
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