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Post by Corrupted Soul on Aug 21, 2010 7:29:59 GMT 8
"O-Oh G-God.." She stuttered as she watched the blood drip from the wounds she had claimed from Corus. Her purple eyes shined with fear as it stained her brown coat, some dripping on to her locks. He wound was on her neck, from where he had grabbed her. She was lucky to escape alive. "Oh God." She said again, as she stood stick-still beside the river just watching her blood. "Oh God!" Her voice rising with every lyric. She was scared, so scared now. Her body quivered, shaking while she tried to calm herself, but could not. She closed her eyes, drops of tears running.
'Pathetic. Absolutely Pathetic.' She opened her eyes and saw the La'ru sitting infront of her. It's bloodied eyes staring at her with annoyance. It spoke again. 'All you ever do is cry for help. Your pathetic, my dear. Didn't we just have a conversation about this before?' It squawked. She said nothing back. She would talk to it again, when she was in a better state of mind. "Sympathy.." She said quietly, as she thought she saw his figure in the distance. She had been wrong. He, had disappeared, no trace of his presence whatsoever. She shook herself, blood splattered now. "Oh God!" She watched with horror. "Somebody help me!" She cried.
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Post by erosaf on Aug 21, 2010 7:38:09 GMT 8
Thowra The creamy stag trotted through the river flats, nto really interested in claiming any mares. He was simply on one of his wanderings as was the case from time to time.
He knew the mare as soon as he saw her, the purple eyes were unforgettable for him. He'd known her a long time, but was that blood staining her brown body?
"Quiet Whispher?" he said gently, knowing that she would remember him.
Memories came back to him now, and anger seemed to shine in his mind though he fought back from that rage. Corus would pay for that.
For a moment he looked at the other stallion, then without seeming to care he had competition here, he looked back towards the young fae.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on Aug 21, 2010 7:46:38 GMT 8
The La'ru turned it's white head, and cried at Thowra. 'Begone fool. She has no business with you.' It seemed to hiss. It was obvious that it was annoyed that Thowra had appeared, probably always would. He hated creatures that were no importance to him. Swiviling it's head, it turned and stared at Quiet Whisper, and then disappeared back in to her body.
"Thowra." She spoke softly, eyes flickering softly. "You always appear in my time of need." She whispered. A moment of silence followed, until the La'ru screamed in her eyes. 'We have things to do, elsewhere. Why mingle with this fool? Let's go.' She ignored it though.
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Post by otho on Aug 21, 2010 7:50:30 GMT 8
Therthis
The black approached at a full gallop, following the scent of the blood. He skidded to a halt however, as he saw the other stag standing there. "Greeting fae," he said hurriedly, "Corus right, yes, I know, he does that. I can help!" he said, then moved forward, his black, twisted horn glowing strongly. "If you'll let me that is. Healing powers; part unicorn." he added, glancing over at Thowra, hoping that the creamy stag wouldn't recognize him as Corus' beta.
"Corus has gone completely insane by the way. Not his usual bastardly self..." he said, laughing a bit before checking himself in. He liked the scent of blood, but the healing instinct from his unicorn mother's blood seemed to be stronger today. The black stag guessed he was just in that kind of mood today.
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Post by .:Phantom:. on Aug 21, 2010 7:50:36 GMT 8
A stag of ebony swooped down, his shining orbs of sky blue hearing a cry for help. Hoping to be the king of a territory, he would have to find mares for himself. Blood coated her, her wounds dripping with blood. What...or who would have done this to her? he asked himself. Her screams of terror were heard...by Fantasma. The Alicorn came closer, watching her with slight interest. There was nothing to bother her now; she was safe. "Greetings," he said softly, wondering what had happened already. His vocals were soft and smooth, comforting hopefully to her. Fantasma's orbs gleamed with apathy and caring, even though he knew not even of her calling. A home he was trying to win now, a beauty territory within the valley that anyone would love. It had first caught his view when he was flying over.
It looked as if she had been through a lot, more than these wounds upon her pelt would show. The most remarkable thing about this fae was her stunning purple eyes though. Lovely he thought as the color of her eyes came into his mind.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on Aug 21, 2010 8:02:23 GMT 8
Quiet Whisper shied away as Therthis came forward. Fear was found in her eyes. She knew who he was, and she didnt want to be anywhere near him. "Y-You. Y-You're Corus' beta!" She said and moved away towards the water. She didn't hear that he could heal her, she didn't care. All she wanted was to get as far away from him as possible.
'Pathetic.' She heard it's voice again. 'Take a stand. Fight. Dont be so afraid all the time'. She shook her head. She looked up? As she heard another stallion's voice. "Oh God." She spoke again, quietly. She took another step away, but then stood firmly, glaring at Therthis, with Thowra in the corner of her eye, and the other stag somewhere up above.
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Post by otho on Aug 21, 2010 8:09:51 GMT 8
Therthis
The black stag sighed, annoyed. "Yes, I'm his beta. But only because my dimwitted half brother lives next to Inferno Plains, and nowadays, that's valuable! Plus, I can get information from Corus himself on what he's planning to do, and relay it to Xanerath! It's a very useful system! In addition to that, I have to watch Exile, who's nowhere near as nice as I am! If he were here, believe me, he wouldn't offer to heal you, unless you count your throat getting ripped out a sign of kindness!" he said, stepping forward as she stepped back, not caring that she was glaring at him. He would heal her with or without her consent, and then give her space, unless she tried killing him.
"Listen, all I'm looking for is another mare to be my queen's companion. You probably don't want to; I get that. But at least let me heal you before you drop dead!" the black said, practically shouting.
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Post by .:Phantom:. on Aug 21, 2010 8:39:04 GMT 8
Fantasma had heard of Therthis in his travels, and he didn't associate himself with those types....the evil ones. He had always believed Corus was insane; any creature had to be to act the way that he did. His bloodlines were of pure hellion, but his motives weren't at all. Although, it was true that the fae should accept his aid; it would save her life in the end, he knew. The healing powers of a unicorn were powerful, as were those of a Alicorn, which was what he was. The only difference was that one had wings and one didn't.
"I could help you, only if you wish," Fantasma said. His voice was still calm and easy, not wanting to freak her out anymore. The alicorn stag shot Therthis a glare for scaring her more than she already was. If Therthis had any amount of intelligence about him, he would leave her alone for at least a moment so that she could catch her breath. He sighed, in pity for the terrified fae.
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Post by erosaf on Aug 21, 2010 9:00:57 GMT 8
Blade
Beauty and evil, not something mix, son of the devil, who knows many tricks. The hooves carried the deceitfully handsome stallion through the river glades. He knew that there were going to be many who were interested in seeing if he would claim them. Few though were above the usual dirt that many were. It was those gems that he sort. Those gems would be the ones to carry his foals, anyone else would be purely a slave to him.
Would she want him like any other fae would? Yes she would. He ignored the other stallions who were already there, though he laughed to see Thowra was there. "greetings, Thowra."
He moved through the glades, eyes watching for the alone, unsuspecting mare. Huge he was, and occasionally his hooves killed the unsuspecting rabbit emerging from its burrow. He cared not for the lowly animals. They were below his compassion.
Blood red his body was hued, with an attractive dappling to his sides. His mane and tail were white flames, a rarity in hellions. Spotting the unexpected brown mare, with bloody sides, he moved towards her. The game of deciet would be the first to happen, for now he'd seen her, she was his.
"Greetings, fae." Like any other, his voice was filled with a gentle, kindness. Like hell he was really kind, it was mainly a trap for him to lure them in.
Wisdom and might, courage and spirit, comes the stallion, of evils plight.
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Post by otho on Aug 21, 2010 9:22:38 GMT 8
Therthis
The black turned to look at Blade before snorting in contempt. "Better me than him. Admittedly, better Thowra than me. But I don't try killing normal mares like you. My queen is one for hell's sake! Okay, so yes, I have forcebred a couple mares. On the other hand, those that I do it to are actually willing to bear my foals, so the word "force" is a bit of an exaggeration. Added to that, I'm able to heal you, unlike both of them. Yes, my home is in Inferno Plains, but Corus never even checks up on who's who, and who's with who, so you'd be safe. And he's not likely to attack you if I've claimed you. The gamma, Exile, will hate you, sure, but only because he'll be unable to touch you if you're part of my herd. You'll be treated fairly, and the allies of Corus won't try to harm you either, since they don't want to jeopardize their pact. This one here though..." he looked at Blade with disgust. "No, I'm pretty sure that going with myself, this one here," he nodded to Fantasma, "Or Thowra would be your best bet. But for your own sake, let me heal you!"
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Post by .:Phantom:. on Aug 21, 2010 9:56:51 GMT 8
It was apparent that new traveled fast around here, for both he and Therthis had heard of Blade. Blade would be the worst possible choice for her, and she would surely be a slave if she traveled to the Misty Mountains with him. Fantasma nodded to Therthis in return as he referred to him as a good choice for the fae. Fantasma stuck to his belief that Therthis was not good enough for her; he thought that about any stag that would force a mare. Fantasma didn't believe a word Blade or Therthis said, for they were evil and cruel.
The ebony Alicorn was hoping still that he would be able to claim some land as his own. "You would be safe with me too," he said gently. "I would make sure that nothing would harm you," he said, telling her of the pure truth. Fantasma would rather die himself than let a fae die when she was with him. One who would harm one so beautiful as her had to be mad.
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Post by otho on Aug 21, 2010 10:17:38 GMT 8
Therthis
He sighed, knowing that Fantasma didn't trust him. "Look, I've forcebred once while I've been here. Once. And she ASKED me to. She actually asked me to. Her king wouldn't give her a foal, and she was desperate. I turned up and was kind to her. She was actually considering running with me instead, because I was kind, gentle, and generally a model stag to her. I think it cruel that her own king didn't want to give her everything she wanted, including a child. Instead it was me who did so. She thanked me afterwards and had a smile on her face." I said, angry and annoyed with the other black stallion, though I hardly raised my voice.
"But while we're arguing over her, and my morals, she's going to bleed to death. Unless you or I heals her, she's going to run with the river, and sink in the sea." then I turned back to her, raising my head some so my horn wasn't pointed at her. Maybe it would make her feel more comfortable. "It's alright," I said in a low tone. "I swear I'm not going to argue with you when you choose the stag you'd like to run with. Nor will I hurt you or try to intimidate you before you decide. I want to heal you. A beautiful fae such as yourself shouldn't die because of my own stupidity in arguing when I should be helping." to show his good intentions he backed off a bit, not so pressing.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on Aug 21, 2010 11:07:48 GMT 8
She shot a look at the stallions. "I want nothing to do with Corus! Nothing to do, with the beasts.. That support him!" She shouted suddenly. The La'ru appeared on top of her head, giving the stallions glares. Of course it did not speak, it actually sent thoughts to the creatures, but it thought nothing, it was only there for protection.
She almost stumbled as more blood dripped, she had lost alot. "Oh.." She sighed softly. The La'ru then looked at the stallions named Therthis and Fantasma, sending thoughts for them to help her, immediately. It flew on to a branch, and then stared at Blade. She thought about her options, who she would end up going with. She really didn't know. She didn't want to be around the heart of the war, she just wanted to be left alone, untouched by the chaos to unfold.
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Post by otho on Aug 21, 2010 11:19:08 GMT 8
Therthis
He nodded slightly and moved forward quickly, his horn down. He brushed her neck with it, and light shot out of it, white mostly, but with a bit of black here and there. Her wounds started healing, the skin knitting back together. Slowly she healed, then red strands appeared in the white, replacing blood.
Finished, Therthis backed off, his head lowered still, his feet barely lifting off the ground. He was spent, for his hellion blood clashed with his unicorn healing abilities.
"Next time, try not to get bitten." he said to her with a raspy voice, though slightly glad he had reached her before Fantasma.
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Post by erosaf on Aug 23, 2010 11:39:12 GMT 8
Thowra had been silent for some time. "Yes, i do always seem to come when you have trouble. Perhaps it is because the wind calls me to you?"
Who knew how that really worked. The Silver horse only really knew that he was the brother of the wind. That would have something to do with it. He had its speed and silence.
His next words were harsh as he spoke to Blade. "You should leave, brother, before someone hurts you. You have no magic here where there are many stallions to block your charming lies."
The blood chestnut snarled. "One way or another, Thowra, I'll have her." He left though.
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