Any and all kiddos of Nerine are welcome to hop in on this thread. I figured it would be one way of seeing what munchkins are here, but also to have them interact/start having friends/enemies, character development, etc.
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
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11-01-2017, 09:12 AM
Any and all kiddos of Nerine are welcome to hop in on this thread. I figured it would be one way of seeing what munchkins are here, but also to have them interact/start having friends/enemies, character development, etc.
11-02-2017, 06:33 PM
So, now the red carpet was rolled out? The queen called to the children of the kingdom and Ard could not help his thoughts running into those dark places of anger. He pinned his ears some and snorted not moving from his spot just yet. He was enjoying some time along the border of his home land tucked away. Ard thought about how he had come here his winged mother showing him around and he had met another mare a bright red winged one. The young stallion tossed his head some and swung his tail around thinking about the other foals he had met also. Why, had it seemed that everyone here rolled in and out with the tide. Ardashir was used to wandering alone Narine seemed to do that made you used to being alone. He would be coming up on his third birthday in the spring and with that he might slip away from this place. He raised his head thinking a moment about slipping off and finding a place to grow up a bit more. He was too unsure maybe he was just being an angry teen about the whole thing. His ears twitched again as Nayl called and the pale boy snorted and sighed deeply. He had to be the bigger boy here and not just in the literal sense. Ardashir had to go say hello and smile and play the part of welcome party and let go of lingering anger. He did not travel fast to where the queen and a filly stood but he had traveled to them at least. Arashir bowed his head to the two of them his typical greeting style. “ Hello ladies to what do we the children of Narine owe the honor of this meeting?” He asked as he stood at a respectable distance from them watching with his blue eyes a puff of warm air from his nostrils misted as it made contact with the chill winter air. He shifted on his feet letting his mind sink back just for a moment into that dark place as he looked at them. Well, aren’t we special now. Ardashir The blue in an ocean of grey..
11-05-2017, 08:09 AM
11-05-2017, 09:35 AM
Kahvi Differences make good sparks. Ever since she had stumbled upon the black and white queen her youth had turned around for the better. Not that she was aware of it, as she was unknown of the motherly capacities of her biological mother, or the lack of it. The iron queen wasn’t her mother by blood, but was more a mother to Kahvi than her real mother ever would. Whenever she wasn’t in Nayl’s presence, she was shadowing Starlin – which was more and more often. The grullo tobiano filly was a couple of years older, but it had been Starlin’s determination to become a warrior that made Kahvi look up to her. Like an example to follow and match up with. And maybe, just maybe, she would be able to follow in her mother’s footsteps at one point. The navy girl presses herself up against her mother. Though she had yet to call Nayl that, it was who she was to Kahvi. The lips gently tugging at her poll makes her giggle softly, and – of course – try to bump her nose against Nayl’s muzzle. That was just the start of their, her?, little game. With the tobiano mare’s gaze set on the sea, it leaves a whole lot opportunities open for mischief. By putting her weight on both her hind legs she is able to raise herself a little off the ground. Her first attempt is clumsy, nothing more than a happy bounce, and she bumps into Nayl’s side. Somewhat annoyed her ears flop and then turn backwards, lips drawn into a line as she tries again. The concentration is all written over her face and just as she’s about to reach higher, a sweet voice greets them. ”Starlin!” she enthusiastically replies, perhaps a little louder than she was supposed to. Bouncing around Kahvi faces the grullo filly, smiling widely as their eyes meet. It’s only then that she glances back across her shoulder to look at her mother, a combination of a ‘caught-in-the-act’ look and a half-hearted apology in her silver eyes. When looking back at Starlin again, she’s just in time to catch the wink. A smile tugs on the corners of her lips and she’s ready to pounce on the other girl, when the arrival of a colt prevents it. Her dark head tilts a little to the side as she studies him curiously, but something in his posture keeps her from approaching him. Starlin seemed to know him though, so he should be alright? Anyway, the answer that would surely follow the asked question is one Kahvi is interested in hearing as well, making her turn her head to look up to her mother. | |||
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