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 Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 10:38 am
This rp is for Mia and Rein, and any of Celendria's family, whether it be by blood, adopted or her herd ^.^  
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 2:35 pm
The summer was beating downward so harshly the ice mare panted. She hated the flies that came with the heat - nasty things intent on biting and causing misery. She lashed her tail with a toss of her head finding much needed shade that cured her ailing problem.
Now the shade was her sanctuary letting her ponder past things and present. Glory's birthing was something she treasured leaving her with another set of foals to coo and spoil with her words and affections. Two boys and one girl resulted in a lovely matching set to her daughter Glory and Kahaina.
Silvance and Agate had traveled their own paths though Mythy (Mythril for short), stayed behind and roamed about with his mother. Samedi had of course vanished with her children, a saddening time indeed to loose track of loved ones.
Now she waited for Euphoria, he beloved heart of hearts whom made even her icy chill seem as livid as a passing spring breeze. He was of course the reason she stayed away from the mountains for so long. Flowing waves of silvery silk wafted into the passing breezes as her soft hued icy orbs always looked a lot on the world with such understanding and compassion.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 7:11 pm
Euphoria flew about enjoying the summer heat. He never strayed too far from her these days and although she may be waiting he was not too far from her at all in the skies above. He knew his beloved hated the heat, being a mare of ice and snow, she favored the winter months. He landed softly closeby, grabbing a mouthful of the fresh green blades of grass, taking in their sweet taste. He swished his tail periodically to keep the annoyances with wings at bay. They often didn't bother him too much though.
He watched as Cel laid in the shade and after contemplating a moment, chewing the blades thoughtfully he slowly motioned his way over to her, flexing his black and white wings a bit. He slowly lowered himself to the ground in the coolness the shade provided on a soft bed of grass next to his icy mate, nuzzling her softly in an affectionate manner.
It had been busy lately with Glory whom he had recently met, having foals. Celendria was overjoyed with the new little bundles of joy and it made him want to have more foals himself.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 4:33 pm
Thundering across the ground came a set of Soquili - One white adorned with a horn, the other indigo with patches of white.
The mare was nimble and sleek pointing her horn toward her destination that guided her. The colt which was nearly reaching her in height challenged the pace letting his long powerful forelegs dive into the turf as his back legs pushed outward. Both moved like smooth water across a barren land as they raced one another through their shining grace. Even the sun in its jealous skies couldn't affect the two which ran neck and neck willing the other to fail before they had begun.
Celendria smiled with her chest panting avoiding the strong heat that painted the land in its warmth and misery. She would have given anything, a mere wish to be back in those mountains as the winery drifts numbed her body in the cool touch she always longed to be part of.
But her duty, her heart kept her away from her desire to be content with the ones she considered her family.
Nuzzling her proud mate which glowed like the desert sands, she remembered instantly why her life had chosen the path it had. She paused to breathe a bit before speaking as if to capture a small gift of chilled wind someone graciously sent her.
"Euphoira" she murmured with a soft whicker, "How has the skies been treating you?" she queried with a soft ring upon her crystalline voice.
Perking her ears she caught sound of soquili running near them, noticing the swift white form along with the sleek little colt running beside her. A new form of revered youth entered her overheated body as her head bobbed in happiness. Finally Glory would meet her father the right way, and she was bringing Mythy as well.
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