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Post by twiz on Jan 18, 2009 13:11:24 GMT -5
A large, muscular buck walked along slowly, taking pride in his movements. He held his bloody head up in the air proudly. The early spring was still much dead, there was little life in the lands, though it was still better than the winter when there was no food at all. He was ankle-deep in the dirty liquid that the rain brought, though I paid no mind to it. his breathing was steady and calm. When he seen that the water was getting deeper, he halted.
The day was bright and sunny, though there was still the bitter wind. No rain or signs of rain were about, though looking into the horizon you could see a storm was a few hours away. I mattered little to him, as he could find a shady tree when the storm came.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 18, 2009 13:41:28 GMT -5
I seemed in pain, though no blood was split, nor any scars formed. My heart was in pain from Cursicos actions and unkindness towards me. My head drooped, and no more did I wish to take any form of tiger. Where I had just come from was now raining and I was drenched. I was tired, and my feet trailing. I was a loner. Someone who would never find anyone else to own me. He hated me, I hated him. I let him curl by my side, consume my warmth, but I walked off, I had no care if he froze or died. Nothing would upset me this much.
I walked quickly, yet she wanted to get out of the rain. Trotting now she came upon a Buck. Muscles rippled and she realized the rain had stopped. She went to a walk, and let her pillars carry herself to the buck. "Hello sir, I am Syth." She said, a bit mumbled as her mind was still flickering with pain.
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Post by twiz on Jan 18, 2009 13:56:44 GMT -5
I was content, I had no reason to withold anger. Under my warm vanilla pelts my muscles easily relaxed. I was not very wet, but a bit damp from where I was not long before. The bits of sun were enjoyable as they warmed me. Normally I didn't like having the bright sun near, but now it felt good. I knew the water wouldn't just leave with this little sun, but it kept me warm.
I was located by where the normal water was, butbehind me there was a small hill that had a tree atop it, that would do for shelter when the storm came. Soon, I heard the water displace itself in an unnatural way, looking to my side there was a fae. I only glanced at her, then seen that she was still coming closer, so I looked back to the water below me; waiting. Her movements came to a stop and I turned to face her. Hello, Mystress Syth I said, observing her pained look. I am Gargoyle. Is there something wrong? I asked softly so that she knew she didn't have to say anything to me.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 18, 2009 14:04:57 GMT -5
I watched the Buck, my hazes looking at his antlers which looked like they could really hurt someone or something. I decided not to get on his nerves or get close enough. I decided to just chat to him and see if he was a total maniac or just a normal stag. Orbs went down to his flints, which looked sharp, but he didn't look like he could really actually damage her, or even think it nessecarily. The grass was sure growing fast now and she was fairly happy. Yet it was nerve racking as it breeding season and Stags were going mad to try just have a fawn, or rather the pleasure of breeding, not their generations that have to come. I looked at him curiously. He was fairly majestic and she was intreded.
"No need to call my Misstress, Gargoyle. Its nothing, not really much that you would be intrested in." I spoke gently, a smile crawling over my facade. I already seemed to like how he spoke, looked and even treated me. Not anything cruel. I wipped the stupid painful look that took my eyes and mouth and my body launguage. But I attempted to look gently, kind and intreging. Which was impossible for any stag to find me. I flicked my white tail over my back, getting the flys away.
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Post by twiz on Jan 18, 2009 14:20:31 GMT -5
My antlers were just starting to grow back now, but the velvet and veins had faded and left the antlers sharp and strong, even if they wern't at full weight. I didn't really look dangerous at all with my body language. Or even angered for that reason. For me, I wouldn't show anger unless I had a reason to. And, even now, I didn't feel there was anything that would have angered me right here. Call me the peace Guru, but I was not a genrally rude stag. Sure, I was like any oher seeking for a fawn but it wasn't like I would go up to a random doe and ask her, it seemed meaningless because I knew what the answer would be.
Alright. I said calmly. The season had made me insane, but I had the talent to hide the urges. It wasn't that hard as long as you were wise enough to know how. The doe flicked her tail up at some flies, and I closed my eyes, thinking of other things until I opened them again. Whats one as you doing out on their lonesome? I asked casually, trying to find something to talk about.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 18, 2009 14:33:21 GMT -5
xo My orbs scanned his body language. I narrowed my eyes into a bit of a cruel look as he closed his eyes and I looked away and closed my eyes. I felt angry, I didn't care if I let it out, yet I would have no home, I would never have a Fawn. I would die in a reserve, my body broken down by mud, my body pecked at by bloody stupid Vulturs who I called friends and a Cheetah called Damon come and feed on me. I was a cheap kill, and easy to feed on. I sighed, I could easily be killed couldn't I? My fawns would never know what I was like! I looked back at the stag, my eyes soft again. I realized my sent was to him and I thought about clamping my tail down, but the streak of teasingness was still in my blood after Cursico. I smiled, flicking my ribbon a little more. I looked at him, my orbs still looking at them. Soon he would loose them or rather shed the purple velvet, then he would be antlerless. I thought that was always a funny season to be around stags.
xo "Like any other Doe, I was split from the herd when I was hunted." I said sighing. "It was not predotor, it was a Stag who wanted a Fawn..." I thought back to that terrible day. The Stag spotted me with wierd colors as I grazed beside the herd, I was litrally an outcast, but I could stick with the herd. Everyone was being targetted though I thought I would be safe as I was unusual and no-one would like to carry my bloodlines. That idiot galloped towards me, nipping my rump, making me gallop off with a few other hinds who stood snorting at the far end of the field. The Steed came towards us and went at the other Hinds, I sighed with relif then he turned on me and used his antlers to back me up, further from the herd. I stood, my back to the herd. They called for me. He began courting. My head dropped low. I hardly didn't care. I gave up. He had won me over. Yet I was a tiger I could have fed on him, but my nature didn't allow it. I decided to become more lively. I raised my head and I allowed him to mount. He bred with me, and I then was pregnant. "He split me from the herd. Chased other hinds away for me. He courted, I gave up. We bred, I then was pregnant." I looked at him, sadness in my eyes.
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Post by twiz on Jan 18, 2009 14:51:17 GMT -5
I grinned as she moved her tail again, this time she meant to do it. She was teasing me and I stomped my hoof into the water, makeing some water come up in the air. Snorting, I looked to her. She could tease me now but if she decided to stay here for a bit, I would get my turn. I watched her and took a step closer to her, easily avoiding her legs reach.
Listening to her words, I merley nodded. It was always somewhat depressing to hear about the bad things that happen to does, or any deer really. I met her eyesight. As she finished, I reached out and nudgedher softly. Tis a shame that one had already claimed your soul. I said, grinning. I figured that she left him, but it was the only way to keep conversation.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 18, 2009 15:00:17 GMT -5
ox I snorted and laughed gently as the water went into the air and I got a bit wet. I smiled at him, he was fun and kind. I looked at him as he stepped forward and I looked at him, muscles tensed. Just in case he decided he should attack me, or bit me or court me. Then he touched me. I had never felt the touch, never a touch that I actually liked. The other stag had touched me after breeding with affection, yet I didn't. I sighed. I lifted my head as he said those words; "Tis a shame that one had already claimed your soul." She smiled, nodding. Twas a terrible shame. "Though I wasn't of age to be pregnant. I wasn't even his." I said shrugging. No-one could be my stag if he forcebred me. His touch kept coming back and I smiled more. I snorted and looked around. "Do you own any land then?" I asked, eyeing him again.
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Post by twiz on Jan 23, 2009 16:02:04 GMT -5
I watch her turn a bit defensive, though only a little. I won't hurt you. I said teasingly, chuckling. I didn't really think much of attacking a doe, as it would easily come back at me. Of course, if I was angered enough I might kick at one or something. It'd take alot for he to go right out and attack any doe. I could make peace with stags if I wanted to, but i wouldn't take one's attitude, espeshily now. Well, thats either good or bad, depending on the fact of if you wanted a fawn or not. I said with a small nod, listeneing to her next question. No, I dont
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Post by rose xx on Jan 23, 2009 16:47:15 GMT -5
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I looked at him curiously. Seemed nice enough, and I liked him. Yet the guilty feeling came back to me. I shrugged the thought off. My auds flickered with the sound of his deep voice. I couldn't really be dreaming this could I? I mean I usually had wierd, yet wonderful dreams, that I wanted to turn into a real life fantasy. Not anything stupid. Blinking, thinking it was surreal and then opening my eyes, he was still there. Well, thats either good or bad, depending on the fact of if you wanted a fawn or not. I understood, nodding back. He had no land, he better claim some, or battle for some as the lands were going like rats under other peoples noses. "I have no more questions sir. What may your questions directed to me be?" I asked, thingying my head. I had asked all I liked, now it was his turn to unviel the wrong truths..
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Post by twiz on Jan 23, 2009 17:13:36 GMT -5
I sighed contently. Looking back to the Horizon, the storm was over us. The sun had stopped shining through the thick gray clouds. I nudged her tenderly and directed my head twords the lone tree atop the hill. If I may,I'd like to direct you there. The storm that is coming should drench us soon. I said, nudging her once more as I started to head up the hill. My questions? I had many, but what ones were there to ask? It was no longer the seasons where most of the does were fertile, so that helped me keep my thoughts cleared. How about intrests? What do you like, love? I asked kindly, keeping at a walking pace as I reachd the tree.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 23, 2009 17:20:51 GMT -5
She looked at the grey clouds as he talked to her. She nodded happily. It semmed to want to rain and it made her shiver. I began walking with him, and he asked me about love. "I never really felt love. I only felt hate..." She mumbled, looking down at the ground... [/center]
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Post by twiz on Jan 24, 2009 9:29:07 GMT -5
I smiled as she began to follow me up the hill. My vanilla pelt seemed darker as the clouds choked the sun out. Ah, but hate is such a strong emotion. Hate is the kind of thing to ruin one as you. I said, now standing under the tree as the small droplets of rain fell. I feel love everyday, I love to see the sun rise and then fall. I love to see fawns playing. It's such a good emotion to feel. I noted, watching the now slow droplets of liquid fall from the sky, touching the wet ground.
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Post by rose xx on Jan 24, 2009 9:37:50 GMT -5
She nodded, but it was true. The emotion of love was hard to feel. Yet she didn't want to feel it. It was hard to even feel someone touch her gently. "Maybe to you, yet I am used to it." She said shrugging, smiling gently as the rain began to fall. "You have a kind heart though." She whispered watching the rocks get speckles on them. [/center]
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Post by twiz on Jan 24, 2009 10:06:00 GMT -5
I felt hate alot, I just didn't feel hate unless I had a reason to. I just didn't like to be rude for no reason, it seemed rather unnecessary. The rain gradually started to pick up pace and get larger droplets. The air now was chilling around me, but not to a point of discomfort. I merely nodded at her words. I could understand that. Alot of others liked the feel of hatred, but that was their feelings and I wouldn't have anything to do with it. That may be true, but it is harder than it seems to keep a kind heart. I'm not always like this, you know. I said softly. But, in all considerations, you have a kind heart just as I, you just don't understand the fact that you do. It seems you don't think of yourself as I think of you. I said, nodding.
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