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we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Dawn - 10-23-2018 So this is Hyaline. Her new home... who would have thought? She has lived the vast majority of her life (though she is still very young, so does it even count?) homeless, bouncing around the Meadow, Forest, and Taiga with her dam. Cress used to speak so wistfully of Taiga, which was to be her home before it was made uninhabitable. She had described to Dawn the beautiful pine trees and the rolling fog, and explained that it wasn’t so different from the kingdom she had grown up in, which was located in a valley nestled between towering mountains and protected by a pack of wolves. Maybe it was then that the golden girl had fallen in love with the mere idea of living in a kingdom, though to her the Valley seemed dark and dreary and she could never find herself loving Taiga with its towering redwoods and vast emptiness. She is sure that it had been a bustling land once upon a time, but that day and age was long past and she mostly just felt lonely when she was there. She needed a home full of life, full of light, full of laughter. In her imagination her future home had wide open spaces to run and rolling hills where she could frolic with friends. In reality, it’s so much better. To say her new home is paradise might be exaggerating just a tad, but she honestly loves it so much already. She already has a friend here—Rhaegor, her Sunny—and the mountains are more beautiful than she could have thought possible. The early morning sunlight finds her belly-deep in the crystal-clear lake, sighing in contentment as the water tickles her stomach. The water is freezing cold but she likes it—she is half polar bear, after all, so she loves the cold more than anything. Icy water is just as heavenly as everything else in the kingdom, and she can’t help but to close her eyes and sigh. She is happy here, even if she misses her dam terribly. She will make a life here. RE: we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Kensa - 10-25-2018 Kensa loves the lake but this time of year it’s already gotten a little too cold for her. She is headed down the lake path at a rolling, lazy walk, just taking in the color and crispness of fall in Hyaline. She decides that she’ll go looking for acorns in that stand of oak trees on the other side of the water, they have gone all crimson and gold and she would generally like to get a closer look at them, and so she continues toward the lake so she can skirt its rim and head up into the hardwoods on the other side. When the young mare draws nearer to the shore she notices the golden filly wading in the cold, cold water. She looks, from Kensa’s vantage, to be as happy as can be. Amused and interested in how the child is not freezing her legs off, the chestnut mare picks up a trot until she draws within speaking distance of the unfamiliar girl. Stopping on the shore she drops her head to sniff at the sharp fragrance of the chilly water before her, just to confirm it hasn’t somehow gotten warmer. Looking fully on the filly, she greets her in a rather obvious but unselfconscious way. “Hi there! Aren’t you cold?” Although adventurous the chestnut does not want to brave the cold water but steps in curiously all the same and paws at the surface of the water, crystal droplet splashing up just as frigid as she’d expected. “I’m Kensa. Are you new here? I don’t think we’ve met.” She adds, and minces back away from the water that has begun to numb her up to her fetlocks. @[Dawn] RE: we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Ilma - 10-26-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
Hyaline takes some getting used to in the first fall and winter one spends here, she knows - the water is icy from fall to halfway through spring, because the lake is being fed from the eternal snowy peaks and metlgin glaciers. Even in summer, it doesn’t get very hot in the lake; then, it is usually a welcome place to cool down. But this late in fall, she simply doesn’t expect anyone to go in, unless they happen to be a water-creature perhaps. Except Solace’s brother, who’d just run into the waters in the midst of winter, so used to the cold or just too excited to care perhaps. and shooting stars cannot fix the world RE: we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Dawn - 11-02-2018 Dawn has never had “important proceedings” to attend as a child, and even now as a young woman. She is not the princess of a kingdom, nor is she the child of someone well-known and well-loved. She has never had responsibilities other than not to wander too far from Mother or scare anyone with her polar bear-shifting, and she is proud to say that she has never done either aside from the time she escaped her dam to visit the Playground. That’s where she first met Sunny, and Clayton as well. Sneaking off to the Playground that day while her mother slept was probably the best decision she's make in her short life. She hasn’t found the time yet to explore Hyaline fully—though her and Sunny had done a fine job of covering a lot of his favorite spots just a few days past—but one thing is for certain: she loves the lake. The crystal clear, icy cold water makes the bear inside her grumble with contentment, and she desires nothing more than to splash and play for hours. The others may think her strange, but to her this is just the norm. Cress had encouraged her on more than one occasion to follow her instincts, and her instincts told her that the water was where she felt at peace. Hoofbeats approach and Dawn turns, half-hoping for it to be Sunny. Instead, she sees a chestnut filly, around her age, about to take a step into the water. “No, don’t!” she exclaims, but the other girl is already breaking the surface with a hoof, confirming to herself that the water is, indeed, icy. “I’m Dawn,” she responds with a grin, taking a few splashing strides towards Kensa as a woman appears along the shoreline, a serene smile decorating her face and wings of literally made of light adorning her shoulders. “My name is Dawn,” she repeats, her smile never faltering. “My mother is a nomad and my best friend in the whole world told me that I should come live here. I miss her terribly, but she wanted me to be happy and with my friend.” She takes a few more steps towards the shore, so that the water only rises to her knees. It drips from her stomach and patters quietly on the surface of the water, one of the only sounds in a very still morning. “And I love the cold water, it makes the bear happy,” she adds, then pauses. They probably have no idea what she’s talking about. “Um, I can shift. I-into a polar bear. That’s what I meant. It’s why I love the cold water so much.” @Kensa @Ilma RE: we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Kensa - 11-08-2018 for every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable kensa for every dreamer, a dream. we're unstoppable with something to believe in. @[Dawn] @[Ilma] RE: we're a flame in the wind, anyone - Ilma - 11-11-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
Dawn, looks almost caught when the older mare arrives, saying her name although Ilma has the inclination from seeing the two interact a little while earlier, that she'd already done so. But the white mare's eyes gleam when she dips her head, her worried look replaced by a welcoming smile. "And I'm Ilma," she replies smoothly, relaxing in stance a bit as she watches the two girls. and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Kensa]@[Dawn] |