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Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Kwartz - 09-05-2018 It was dull, having to lurk all the time. Hiding in the shadows, waiting for something to happen. Blah. So on a frigid winter's morning, when the trees stared skeletal and watching, his wings stretched, tendons popping, and beat the air into submission. Butter and lavender plumage was on full display, not that anyone was around to see it. Word on the wind was that change was rolling through Tephra. It had been a long while since he had tred those pumice beaches. With decisive strokes his face turned into the wind, flying east into the face of the sun. The earth below flowed in panes of grey, white and brown, a far very from the verdant tapestry he saw in the warmer months. As if he were projecting his thoughts on nature itself, patches of green and yellow began to break up the setting. A few leagues further and the view became obscured by thick cloud cover. The cool air streams were combining with warm volcanic humidity. He was getting close. The tall pegasus drifted to earth cautiously, dodging scrubby trees as they loomed out of the murk. There was that sulphur scent hanging thick in the air. He knew it would linger in his own coat long past however brief his time here really was. A sneeze worked its way from his blazed nose. Blasted ash in the air... whisps of fog clung to the broad sails of his wings, not yet burned away by the weak winter sun. Well then. Better let them know he was here. His lungs filled with fumes and expelled a bellowing introductory announcement. RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Karat - 09-06-2018 Karat Blood is Thicker than Water They were settling nicely, her siblings and her. Krom was often engaged with kingdom greeting and formalities -shaking hands and kissing babies type stuff. So it gave her time to do as she pleased, which often consisted no more than grazing in the open meadow of the main island. She loved the tickle of a fluent breeze across her back and through the lavender veil draped down her silver neck. It was here that she spent leisurely afternoons nibbling at the sea grasses. Her thoughts the only company she needed. They were rambly enough and kept her on her toes... @[Kwartz] RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Kwartz - 09-06-2018 What had he been expecting, landing herein the land of ash and brimstone? Certainly not the silver- lavender face of his half sister. He should have, considering this was the last place he had seen this breaking of the family tree. Somehow, he hadn't expected them to linger. Let alone smash into him like a heathered avalanche. "Twinkle-Toes!" The slender stallion exclaimed with genuine warmth. Sure, they came from a family of general fuckups. That didn't mean he couldn't enjoy a familiar face when it appeared. His face tilted to take her in with his good eye. Karat had grown as surely as he himself had, flourished into quite a lovely mare. They shared their father's lavender tints, silvered eyes, and not much else. Returning her embrace, one wing swept forward to brush the gentle curve of her back, Kwartz pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before she peeled away. With a patiently pained expression he listened to her barrage of questions. The lilac brush of his forelock was tossed out of his face carelessly. "You finished?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and laughing softly. He then considered how best to approach his answer. "Here and there. Went home for a bit. Then... well, wherever the wind blew me, I guess. What about you? The Metallic Wonder's not far off, is he?" The subject was kept vague, and turned around quickly. If Karat was anything like she was as a filly, she wouldn't notice. As long as he'd known them he'd held a measure of jealousy for the bond his half siblings shared. It was a link he knew he would always be on the outside of. It was otherworldly, standing in the swirling mist with her. A different world, one without fear and hate. Karat could be some tragic spirit. Her grey body melded into the foggy backdrop, while the lavender of her name and tail nearly glowed in the strange light. Well. As problematic as their parents were, they had made for beautiful offspring. No one could deny that, not even himself. @[Karat] RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Karat - 09-06-2018 Karat Blood is Thicker than Water She had always dreamt of the day their family would be whole. Even though he is a half sibling she still considered him just a much a part of their family. Just as she has Kove and Ketzia, they would always be part of the disfunction that is their father. It had been a year since they seen him last and no one seemed to know what happened when they had parted ways. She tried to make herself believe he would return as he promised but that idea seems to grow farther away each day. @[Kwartz] try as you might but mess with the bull and you'll get the horns XD RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Kwartz - 09-09-2018 Kwartz So am I loveless or do I just love less? @[Karat] RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Karat - 09-30-2018 Karat Blood is Thicker than Water He was so dramatic. Never taking a moment of life seriously, or at least that she had seen. How their lives had changed. The once carefree trio of foals, just meeting in the playground, had grown into quite different adults. One a ruler, one a shadow of a ruler and the other a comedian. She laughs at his exaggerated movements, releasing a snort within her fit of giggles. It only causes her to laugh more. RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - Kromium - 09-30-2018 Kromium Blood is Thicker than Water His patrol of the border starts most days just as the sun rounds highest in the sky. It is a brisk walk, to ensure any lingering are greeted and any evidence of trespassers are noticed. He wasn't opposed to visitors but manners suggest announcing ones arrival. |