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Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Kleopatra - 11-28-2018 [style] .Oracle_cont { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #0f0f1b; width: 500px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 15px 1px #aaa; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; border: double #db8b66;} .Oracle_cont p { margin: 0; } .Oracle_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 500px; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; } .Oracle_text { position: relative; z-index: 6; width: 400px; } .Oracle_msg { position: relative; font: 16px 'Amatic SC', serif; text-align: center; color: #db8b66; padding: 30px 10px 10px; } .Oracle_name { position: absolute; z-index: 9; text-align: center; font: 50px 'Allura', cursive; color: #1d1b29; padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 95px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px #c6c2d5; } [/style] It is in the moonlit night that a child appears within the emerald blades of the Cove. Her coat, a pastel canvas of reds and pinks, is hard to mistake against the earth as belonging -its warmth radiating from the cool backsplash of land. There is not a whisper heard of her existence here. It would be only the eye that draws a stranger closer to see for themselves what lays quietly sleeping in the field. ~Kleopatra~ @[Ilma] RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Ilma - 11-28-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
The trek back from the adoption den is delightful to the white mare - honestly, it's good to have found a child there and know he's destined to be under her care. He is a little light in her world today, when the rest seems dark and grim with the plague - new life where all hope got lost. and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Finch] @[Kleopatra] if you guys don't mind, I'm going to combine these things. Yay siblings! RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Kleopatra - 11-29-2018 [style] .Oracle_cont { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #0f0f1b; width: 500px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 15px 1px #aaa; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; border: double #db8b66;} .Oracle_cont p { margin: 0; } .Oracle_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 500px; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; } .Oracle_text { position: relative; z-index: 6; width: 400px; } .Oracle_msg { position: relative; font: 16px 'Amatic SC', serif; text-align: center; color: #db8b66; padding: 30px 10px 10px; } .Oracle_name { position: absolute; z-index: 9; text-align: center; font: 50px 'Allura', cursive; color: #1d1b29; padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 95px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px #c6c2d5; } [/style] Kleo is nothing extraordinary compared to some who call Beqanna home. She is a simple equine, with simple hopes and dreams. A longing of a life filled with happiness and love. It is with these aspirations of her future that draw the light of the sky to surround her. Tiny flickering lights dance about her small frame as she peacefully sleeps. ~Kleopatra~ @[Ilma] @[Finch] I'm thinking ilma is just going to have to name her lol RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Finch - 12-02-2018 It seemed amazing to him that he was abandoned and scared for his life in one moment, and the very next the white goddess that is now his Momma arrived and rescued him. She happily took him in, took him from that horrible den and together they began the journey to there permanent home. There trek seemed like it was never going to end, but his adrenaline was running and he was eager to explore and see everything around him. He was having a blast, so when Momma stopped he ran into her leg woah he says to himself. See there, Let's go say hello she says, and once again she was off before he even knew what she was talking about. He quickly ran after Momma and this beautifully colored filly similar to his age came to view. Once again they came to a stop and Momma talked Wheres you mother? she inquires with the filly, though the filly does not respond. She only smiles, Finch looks over the filly, her pelt was a similar shade to his own but her mane and tail were purple! He was fascinated by her coloring, but more interested as to why she had not responded yet. He tilts his head slightly out of confusion, H....Hello he says in greeting, he was nervous but hopefully that would make her feel more comfortable with them! @[Ilma] @[Kleopatra] RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Ilma - 12-08-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
If it hadn't been for the young adult Hyaline prince (or once-prince, since he technically had chosen to go with Magnus; not that she minded, to be honest if she didn't think she fitted in here much better, she would have considered the same), she might never have guessed. Yet as Finch joins them and he is the only sound they hear, it dawns on her. The girl just smiles, and looks around, guiding her little starlights towards the colt that Ilma had just brought home - she doesn't speak a word. and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Finch] @[Kleopatra] RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Kleopatra - 12-09-2018 [style] .Oracle_cont { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #0f0f1b; width: 500px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 15px 1px #aaa; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; border: double #db8b66;} .Oracle_cont p { margin: 0; } .Oracle_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 500px; border-radius: 0em 0em 20em 20em; } .Oracle_text { position: relative; z-index: 6; width: 400px; } .Oracle_msg { position: relative; font: 16px 'Amatic SC', serif; text-align: center; color: #db8b66; padding: 30px 10px 10px; } .Oracle_name { position: absolute; z-index: 9; text-align: center; font: 50px 'Allura', cursive; color: #1d1b29; padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 95px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px #c6c2d5; } [/style] The colt is clearly new to this world as well, the way he rushes up from behind the bright mare and bumps against her legs. It causes Kleo to snort short bursts of air from her lungs in a giggled fashion. He settles though beside -what she assume is his mother- and looks to her with curious and slight confusion, his own greeting stattered from his vocals. ~Kleopatra~ @[Finch] RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Finch - 12-10-2018 Momma introduced him to the colorful girl, he slowly peering out from Ilma's leg. You can come with us if you like, we will be your family Momma says, and Finch perks up with excitement. Yea! Me, you and Momma! he is nearly yelling, unable to contain his eagerness for a foal his age....and because he didn't really understand an 'inside voice'. The filly lifts herself from the ground, her legs wobbly almost as if they were her first steps. He knew the feeling, giving up all hope and accepting a slow death, or a life of silence. But him and Momma's presence made her get up, and that was the best possible outcome! She stretches her neck out to Finch and a small giggle escapes his maw, he matches her movement and gently nudges her muzzle with his own. She looks excitedly at Momma at the mention of finding her a name, he tilts his head and looks back to his mother She doesn't talk much. He does not understand why she was not responding with words, nor the fact that his words could hurt, he just needed help understanding why she couldn't use words. The roan colt extends his maw back to the filly, he inhales her scent before looking back to his pale mother She smells fine. He shrugs, finally deciding it was ok Oh well, I don't mind, what shall we call her? He eagerly looks to his mother, he would add input, but he barely knew his own name. @[Ilma] RE: Star Light, Star Bright [Ilma,Any] - Ilma - 12-12-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
Ilma waits patiently for the girl to respond - when she offers that the filly can come with them, she stands, which is indication in itself that she wants to come, the white mare thinks. However, she is distracted by Finch. He is rather adorable while he does it, yelling Yes! and not-quite-yet bouncing up and down, so she smiles at him even if she shakes her head. "Don't overrun your new sister, Finch." she tells him. and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Finch] @[Kleopatra] |