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 Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:09 pm
Name: Natsuko-neko
Number of Soquili Owned: 0
Foal Name: Alfred(male), Alexis(female)
Name Meaning: Council(m) & Helper(f)
Personality: Patient and calm
(Personality would be the same for either gender)
Prompt Response: 1
The first bite had Alfred jumping in surprise before he turned round and spotted Samar. He mentally sighed as he danced around to avoid being bit again and trying to ignore the insults. “Samar, why are you following her example? Don't you know it would be better for you if you took after mom or dad?” he asked, worry coloring his voice. The insults hurt, the bits he could avoid, but the threats had his ears flicker back. “Come on Sammy, don't you want to just be happy and have some friends?” he asked her. He could never stay mad at his siblings, no matter what they did, not that Cafall did anything wrong most of the time. “Don't call me Sammy you pathetic waste of space!” They continued that dance for some time, Samar getting angrier and Alfred getting sadder as the time went by. “Hold still!” The younger colt finally was cornered but he stood his ground. “Sammy you don't want to take the path you're on.” he tried once again to get her to see reason but it was in vain as she lunged. He calmly sidestepped and let her run into the tree that had been behind him. “I told you so.”
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 9:37 pm
Name:RockerWolfie1616
Number of Soquili Owned:3; Annika, Lijep and Tavshed <3
Foal Name: Male- Ialu ; Female- Mimoza
Name Meaning: Male- Egyptian name meaning 'Field of dreams'
Female- Albanian name meaning "mimosa," a tree and plant name. The mimosa is also called the sensitive plant, and sleeping plant. The name derives from the Latin word mimus, meaning "to imitate." It was given this name because of the way it folds its leaves when touched.
Personality: For my own sanity and diversity both genders will be represented with different personalities.
Male - Ialu: A dreamer in every sense of the word. He's not stupid but, enjoys laughing even when it's not really appropriate to laugh. Calm, often lost in thought he usually ignores his big sister and, instead clings to his big brother. In Ilau's mind his big brother can do no wrong..he sort of hero worships him and, he dreams of a day when they are bigger than their mean sister. Often times he's oblivious to the things going on around him and, trips over his own feet. A dreamer 100 %.
Female - Mimoza: She literally as her name suggests, 'folds' when touched. After dealing with her sister since they were in basket's Mimoza is shy, soft spoken but, sweet. She does love her sister, in her mind there must be a reason why her sibling wants to hurt her so much. She bends to the will of others but, doesn't break..not with her strong big brother there. She loves her brother and, family even the ones that want her dead, she won't accept that they are truly evil. Everyone has to have some good in them. Optimistic, shy, sweet, tender etc are good words for her.
Prompt Response:2 -(First Reply is for Ialu's POV second is Mimoza, both are for Prompt 2 to keep things sane ^ - ^ )
Yelling, fighting, Stomping hooves and growling. That's what shook Ialu out of his recent little trip to dream land, his eyes flickered curiously to his siblings. What had he missed? Obviously his big strong amazing brother Cafall had been trying to protect him from, something Samar had said. What had it been? With a curious tilt to his head the little colt let his mind move back..most of the time he ignored his sister and her mean words. Ah, Samar had been telling something scary..a story about their grandmother. It didn't matter to him, he would always ignore Samar. Even her bites and, kicks didn't faze him.
Ialu had learned if you didn't 'fan the fire' Samar would grow bored and, move onto something or someone else. Most days he would go back to dreaming but, not today..today his elder's were busy since his gramma might show up to try and, hurt them. As his siblings bodies clashed Ialu darted between them taking both their hits head on, it hurt. It hurt so much. Whimpering faintly when his body hit the soft grass the usually dreaming boy pinned his little ears back and glared at both his siblings, it felt so odd to glare. "Stop fighting! We are a family and even if your grumpy Samar you need to stop till Gramma goes away or we could get hurt!" When his brother worriedly nuzzled him Ialu gave a goofy little grin his legs soon back under him. "I'm okay brother..thank you for protecting me..but, I ignore sis most of the time. I'm not afraid as long as I have you I'll be safe!" Beaming brightly the now seemingly unharmed colt bounced around his beloved older brother giving him playful nips and, gentle nuzzles to make sure he felt okay. Hopefully they could keep each other safe..and, maybe one day he could be just as amazing as his big brother. Until then Ialu would do what he did best...he would dream.
Oh dear..oh this looked bad! Shaking in fear from the tip of her nose to the tip of her tail Mimoza watched as her siblings fought. Once or twice she had tried to lift her voice to tell them..well ask them nicely to stop but, the moment she lifted her eyes Samar would give her one of those..those death glares. Never very brave and, always giving in to her siblings evil nature Mimoza tried to think of a way to get them to stop. Mommy and, daddy and, everyone else had went to make sure they would be safe from their mean grandmother. So who would stop them? Seeing her big brother fighting for her made Mimoza tear up, she couldn't stand it! What if Cafall got hurt?! What would she do then? One more glare from Samar told her what she would do...Mimoza stood..watching helplessly and, unhappily as her siblings fought. She loved them both, she loved all her family members even her grandmother..even Samar she loved deeply. There had to be a reason why her sister hated her so much..one day Mimoza thought..one day she would work up the courage to find out what the reason was. Until that day Mimoza kept her distance or, hid behind her big brother gently trying to clean any wounds he had; Samar didn't mean it. Right?
(Editing)
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 11:01 pm
Name: Evelastina
Number of Soquili Owned: 3
Foal Name: Vereor (either male or female)
Name Meaning: Latin, meaning "to respect, fear, be in dread of, to be afraid."
Personality: Incredibly timid and submissive. Especially around Samar. Able to confide in Cafall to a minimal extent. Afraid to rely on him, however.
Prompt Response: Prompt 1
"S-...Samar.." Vereor breathed, cowering in the shadow of her older sister. "it..hurts when you bite me..." she muttered, her knees shaking visibly. She could feel a cold film of sweat underneath her coat, but her wide eyes fixated on Samar's hooves.
Vereor was talking back, vereor was being a bad filly. Bad fillies are punished. She knew this by now. But Samar would bite too hard, and it really hurt. Vereor didn't like the pain. But who was she to tell Samar to stop? Only big brother Cafall could. But where was he? Vereor shivered, dreading the thought that her big brother would not save her this time. Would not stop Samar from going too far.
She felt a warm glop of spit slide down her temples. It didn't bother her. The horrible names Samar called her didn't bother her.
But when she raises her hoof.
Bares her teeth.
And says things like "I'm going to hurt you, worthless runt"
They made her want to scream. But her voice would not sound. And so little Vereor began to sob, her weak knees collapsing as she huddled herself into a fetal position, wishing it all away: make it stop make it stop make it stop make it stop make it stop...
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 9:31 am
Name: Kara Asumie Number of Soquili Owned: 3.5 Foal Name: Akui Name Meaning: evil intention Personality: Choleric Prompt Response: "For the RP going to make Akui male. lol" Prompt 1 It looks like mom and dad are away. Grampa is taking one of his usual midday naps and your sister, Samar, has set to antagonizing you again. As she bites at your heels and spits insults and threats at you. How do you react? Do you run to your big brother, Cafall for help? Do you fight back? Maybe you just lay down and take it? Tell us what goes through your head while bullies you. Akui isn't one to lay down and take it. No Samar needs to be put in her place. So that means Akui is going to have to stand his ground. If he runs to his older brother then he will seem weak and in this family with Gramma Neva being weak isn't something that should be shown. Therefore Akui is going to fight back. As he bites Samar's tail and pulls as hard as he can. Once he has her off guard he does a pivot and bucks her in her side. He is going to show her that no matter what he isn't going to just take this and that even if she is a female he will fight back. His name meaning Evil Intention is something he will live up to in one way or another. Whether that is really being evil or just being protective in an evil manner. His thoughts are repeating themselves in his mind as this is all happening. 'I must become stronger and do what I can to protect those I hold dear to my heart..'
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 2:36 pm
Name: Scaramouche Fandango
Number of Soquili Owned: 4
Foal Name: Tír na nÓg (Tír is how the foal introduces itself, but Noggy and Noggins are pretty cute little nicknames)
Name Meaning: In Irish mythology, Tír na nÓg is the land of youth.
Personality: Tír is normally a sweet-tempered little foal, friendly and helpful. He or she idolizes Cafall (or whoever the 'nice' sibling turns out to be) and, despite the abuse, loves Samar (the 'bad' sibling) with all his or her heart. He or she wants nothing more than to eliminate the need for fear. This is his or her life goal, for he or she has seen all of the badness that living in fear brings. He or she despises the grandmother he or she has never met, and idolizes the brave knights on Daddy's side of the family. He or she will have a strong desire to protect his or her mother, but at times will be almost afraid of her for her own mother's actions.
If I was to win, I see this foal straying very close to wandering towards the dark side in pursuit of his or her ideals, but in the end being trained as a knight and becoming a champion of good and working that way to eliminate fear.
Prompt Response:
The mud was cold, and it stung her eyes as it splashed into her face. She could feel a welt forming on her chin, a hoof-shaped welt born of a swiftly-delivered kick. Samar, her constant antagonist, was not one to be contented with a n** here or an insult there, and Tír was done “No. More,” she whispered furiously. Her sister, walking away triumphantly, stopped, confused. Where was the sound of low, heartbroken weeping that followed one of her attacks?
“I said… No. More!” This wasn’t an angry whisper, but a hate-filled roar. She’d been pushed to her limit and just couldn’t- no, wouldn’t- let this happen. Screaming an unnatural, piercing shriek, she launched herself at Samar, biting and kicking madly. She was unaware of her sister’s defenses and her brother’s presence, but finally, something freed the older filly. Cafall’s strong teeth and gentle nature had saved Samar, but earned him a good bite from the raging Tír. The feel of his skin in her mouth snapped her back to reality. Samar looked scared, frightened of what she’d awakened, and Cafall… Cafall just looked disappointed. Tír’s stomach churned and her knees began to wobble. Something hot and salty dripped onto her lip. When had she started crying? She tried to say something, but she choked and fled.
Where she was headed or when she expected to stop, Tír couldn’t have said. She just had to get away. She was tired of it all- tired of the fighting, the fear, and most of all, living under Neva’s shadow. What if Samar was to turn out like their dreaded grandmother? What would they do? Shun her? Worse? She didn’t know. She didn’t want to know. Even though her sister was a bully, she was her sister. She loved her. And what if it happened to her? While a good part of her knew that she was just defending herself, another part kept insidiously hissing that her actions were right, that Samar needed a thrashing… words she didn’t want to believe. What if this afternoon, this sunny, breezy, terrible afternoon, had set her on a trail she didn’t want to follow?
She slowed and stopped, frothing and panting. She’d never come this far- she was by a lake she didn’t know. She was overcome with a powerful thirst, and limped over to drink, but instead stared at her reflection. Staring back at her was a knock-kneed filly with heaving sides, flanks slick with sweat, and a frighteningly dark expression. Once again, the tears welled in her eyes, rolling down to splash in the water. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t her.
So she’d go back. She’d apologize, try to make things right. She doubted Samar would accept it, but she had to try. Because if you didn’t say you were sorry and try to make things right, you were no better than somebody who was bad. And even if badness ran in the family, it wasn’t gonna run in her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 3:36 pm
Name:
Phail Ninja
Number of Soquili Owned:
2
Foal Name:
Female: Aloise
Male: Charoum
Name Meaning:
Female: Famous in battle
Male: Angel of silence
Personality:
(Same for both male and female, will use male perspective)
Charoum has a fierce temper. The slightest thing can make him tick, especially with Samar present. However, he keeps his anger suppressed. On the outside he may glare, he may even stomp his foot, but he rarely ever snaps. When he does, the consequences are often not good. Mostly, he appears as a quiet Soquili who stands on the fringe. He listens, he thinks about things, and he often jumps to conclusions that make his anger rise. His heart is set right though. He loves his family, he wants to love them at any rate, but Samar pushes him too far sometimes. Deep down he is a nice person, a bit too quiet but usually willing to put some effort into a conversation. He's like the mysterious quiet type, who doesn't like to depend on others much, but with an angry flare thrown in.
Prompt Response:
Prompt One It looks like mom and dad are away. Grampa is taking one of his usual midday naps and your sister, Samar, has set to antagonizing you again. As she bites at your heels and spits insults and threats at you, how do you react? Do you run to your big brother, Cafall for help? Do you fight back? Maybe you just lay down and take it? Tell us what goes through your head while bullies you. Hiss.
The foal’s eyes darted from side to side furtively, the noise of annoyance seeping out from between his teeth. Already the heat was welling up inside him, filling his limbs and bubbling over like hot magma pushing its way up the shaft of a volcano. His tail twitched in irritation, a blast of warm air snorting out of his nostrils. His legs quivered, muscles tensed and ready to fight. And yet it was as though a heavy blanket lay over him, smothering his movements. Deep roots wound their way up around his hooves, lacing themselves over his calves and binding him to this place. White, lustrous teeth were pressed together tightly, imprisoning his tongue within a cage of silence.
It was only his eyes that were free. Free to shoot their poison-laced darts at the filly standing before him. Free to express his stance of rebellion. Free to murder. Dark eyes that shone with fiendish delights.
He didn’t want to hate her, honest. She was his sister after all! But what choice did she leave him? Spasms of anger shook his small body like the mild tremors prior to a high magnitude earthquake, spreading out across him in ever-increasing seismic waves. Every time he was alone, day in and day out, she would be there. Hounding him, taunting him, mocking him. He was nothing but a play-thing to her. His hooves ground against the dusty floor, leaving angry gouge marks in the earth.
And there she was now, shouting her insults at him. He paid no attention to the poison dripping from her tongue. But though he did not listen, he knew what she said. He knew and he hated it. It was a dark, fetid emotion. It gripped his limbs, twisting his mind, turning everything against her. And it was right to.
A sharp pain on the back of his heel made him recoil slightly, but he bit back the whiny of indignation. The pulsing madness roared, blurring his vision. Heart racing, breath labouring, muscles straining. He wanted to fight her, to put her in her place. And yet... he stayed still. The hiss died between his teeth. She always resorted to this. When her verbal abuse failed, she switched to physical. Biting him, nipping him painfully. Nothing that would mark him, nothing that he could hold against her to his parents, but painful nonetheless.
He could do something. Cafall was always there to protect him. Yet even as the thought first passed his mind, it was crushed by the wall of fury. Never would he give her the satisfaction. He would stay, he would stand his ground. Never would she wear him down.
And so he remained, a statue; only his eyes stabbing at her with bloodlust hatred. What else could a young colt do?
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 9:46 pm
Name: Angelique DelaMort
Number of Soquili Owned: 4
Foal Name: Twain for a boy and Concordia for a girl - for the prompt I will be using the male name.
Name Meaning:
Twain means divided in two. This refers to how this baby feels pulled in separate directions by his love for both of his siblings.
Concordia refers to a Latin word meaning harmony and is the name of the goddess of peace after a battle, a suitable name based on this foal's desire to see peace between her warring siblings. (Admittedly this peace is unlikely, but good luck telling her that).
Personality: This Soquili is the ultimate optimist. He will see the good in just about everything (even when there is no good to be seen). He also desperately wants to see his family living in harmony. While not the strongest or the bravest stallion, he is incredibly stubborn and will not be discouraged, even under the worst of circumstances. He admires his family and dreams of being a knight. The only dark spot in his bright world is his grandmother Neva - who inspires nightmares in this normally cheerful chap.
Prompt Response:
Twain cringed as his siblings launched into mortal combat...again. Ok, so Samar was telling stories about Gramma Neva again, about how if she got a chance she'd swallow a baby whole, in just one gulp, a baby just the size of Twain. The foal shifted uncomfortably at that thought. Meanwhile, Cafall was trying to comfort him, shielding his little bother, like he always does. Sure the stories gave him nightmares, but Samar was just kidding, right? His siblings didn't really hate each other or want to hurt each other, right? Right?!? Even as they were fighting now, they didn't really want to hurt one another, the baby told himself. Twain cringed as his siblings continued to bite and kick each other. They just didn't get along very well, yeah, he thought to himself as he hunkered close to the ground, trying to make himself small. That was it, they were just having a little (what was it their parents called it, a misunderstanding?)... Could he help them get along better? Maybe bridge the gap between them? He could try. Yeah! That's exactly what he could do! For Samar he could be brave, or at least pretend to be, and then she wouldn't try to scare him anymore! It was the perfect plan. And once he got along with Samar, Cafall would be happy and then everything would be alright!
Twain yelped and dodged behind a bush as the pair rolled past him, still trying to scratch each other's eyes out. Twain decided quickly that he could try to help them make peace later, when they were both in better moods.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 2:09 pm
Name:
Exhalt
Number of Soquili Owned:
0
Foal Name:
Keeran (Both male and female)
Name Meaning:
Little Dark One
Personality:
Devious
Prompt #1
Prompt Response:
"I said get off me!" Keeran screamed at her sibling. "You are so annoying, Samar! I would get grandfather if her were not asleep." Keeran ran away from her sister, only to have Samar follow her, yelling. Then Samar nipped at Keeran's tail that was the last straw. Keeran spun around and met Samar face to face. The look in Keeran's face was pure revenge. Looking strait at her sister Keeran started walking forward making Samar back up. "You are nothing but an annoyance, you know that Samar. You chase me, n** at me, yell at me and I haven't done anything in rebuttal. And today you have been the worst ever. You know, I told mom I would take care of you, but you make it very hard not to hurt you myself." Keeran stopped "What? Don't have anything to say now?!" Samar opened her mouth just to close it again. Keeran did her job. "Now go play somewhere else Samar, and leave me alone. Or next time I will make sure you learn a lesson." Samar ran off, Keeran smiled a bit. She had no idea that would work. Now that the Samar was somewhere else Keeran went and laid in the field. 'You know,' she said to herself, 'Today is a good day'. She drifted to sleep.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 3:52 pm
Name: Musicaloner7
Number of Soquili Owned: 5
Foal Name: Female; Lady Adorée {Loved child} . Male; Sir Galliard {Music written for a lively French dance for two performers written in triple time.}
Name Meaning: {see above}
Personality: Either gender, the personality will be the same. The foal will be a lot like a 'tough guy'. They'll act like they're really sure of themself, and confident, what ever given situation. That's not to say they're aggressive, no, they just like to appear like they have everything under control. In truth, they're quite caring, especially of their family, and even protective of those they consider loved ones, willing to go out of their way to help someone in need. And though they might put on a tough front, they can easily be watered down from some kindness, which can easily lead to friendship. A lot like a tootsie pop; gotta get through the exterior to find the soft chocolate in the center. They're not cold, or unkind, just... don't want to show weakness. Perhaps a bit guarded? |D
Prompt Response: {For number two}
The times lately were not that of carefree or joyful. Tension, and nervousness was abundant in the air, and the bodies of the Soquili in Galliard's family. News of his grandmother's comings were not something taken lightly, nor in any means of positive light. It was from hushed words that she was spoken of, and all three siblings were warned of her existence. She was not someone to take lightly. Family from all over flooded to the call, aiding in protecting and preserving the newest members of the lineage.
While the adults were all aflutter, the foals were kept in isolation and heavy protection. It was drawing quickly to dusk, and precautions were beginning to start. Curled up together huddled under a large overlaying elm tree, the young siblings could only watch the bits of waning sunlight that was peeking through the tiny openings of the guarding body's that weren't touching another. The adults kept their voices down, and calm, and their senses heightened for the coming night. How ever... one of the little foals found jest in all this preparation, giving a snide expression towards her brothers. Her means of dealing with it were less frightening and more annoying to Galliard than anything, causing his rich tomato red eyes slide off in obvious disinterest. Of course, as she continued, it ensued Cafall to retort, and attempt to ease her jabbering. But it more so fueled her fire, causing only more harsh and darker words to spew from her mouth. Pretty soon, the two were brawling, snapping, and arguing pointless topics, causing Galliard to growl and give a sharp bark, "Enough!" the colt snorts firmly, eyes closing to calm himself... and draw less attention than he'd attracted. His eyes peel open, sliding to his sister, with an unamused expression, "Stop talking like that... it's annoying... and you're just makin` things worse.." he grumbles, shifting to get in a more comfortable position, pressing his lips in a firm line. He pauses for awhile, before speaking again, a silent sigh giving way towards the start of his words, "Just for right now, keep the jokes like that aside, ok? everyone's on edge.. so we should just try to not make such a fuss?" his gaze meets hers, before a grin twirks at the corner of his lips, "`sides... I'm sure we can take `er.." taking a peek at his brother to see his reaction. "but for now.. let's sleep. So we're ready.." he mumbles, lowering his neck on the carpeted earth. He wanted this grandmother of his to show her face sooner than later... It'd be much more settling once the vibe of his family was back to how it was... allowing him to feel relaxed again, too. As his eyes closed, and the murmurs of the numerous kin bound horses grew quieter and muffled, Galliard was able to doze off to rest in order to be rejuvenated for the battle that was anticipated to be.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 3:55 pm
Name: xx Aps
Number of Soquili Owned: 2
Foal Name: Saoirse (pronounced Seer-sha) (girl), Marek (boy)
Name Meaning: Saoirse is Irish for "Freedom", Marek is Polish for "Warlike".
Personality: (Will be rping this as female) Saoirse is fiercely independent while at the same time holding a high opinion of right and wrong. Headstrong when her opinions are underfire. The rest of the time she tries to be civil, though honest, and can seem a little on the quiet end. Still, she hates violence and tries to avoid it at all costs.
Prompt Response: Prompt 1
Saoirse's eyes blinked as Samar began her usual tactics. A low growl of disgust left her throat at the usual bating. "Samar... please... I'm not in the mood." She knew her protest would be shrugged off, as usual, but she wanted to at least give her sister a chance to redeem herself.
"What? Can't take it?" Samar's smug expression spread across her face as she nipped at Saoirse's heels.
Saoirse's grimaced in pain, a light yelp coming through her gritted teeth. "Samar!" Flicking her tail, her eyes glared toward her sister. Her hoof ended in a deep stamp on the ground. "Leave me alone!"
Laughing, the other female tossed her head, "All talk and no walk. You're fun to play with..." As she moved to n** again, the other foal stepped in the way, a warning in his eyes.
"Samar... leave her alone." Cafall warned.
Samar snorted, throwing her head back as she glared at the two of them. "You need to let her defend herself. She's going to be a weakling otherwise." Pointedly, her eyes skimmed across Saoirse.
At this point Saoirse exploded, "Not everyone has to be a brute!" Her scream echoed past Cafall. "One day I'll show you that words can be just as useful!" Rage had filled her tiny little body and for moment she thought she could very well strike her sister.
"Yeah, whatever." Rolling up her eyes, Samar turned to leave. "Such a waste."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 8:08 pm
Name: Team Edward Cullenation
Number of Soquili Owned: 1
Foal Name: Vlladomir
Name Meaning: Renowned Prince
Personality: Vlladomir is calm and serious and doesn't take crap from anybody. He respects all living things but gets miffed when something is in his way or not moved in time. He respects his elders and disdains any and all rudeness, he feels that those who are rude are not worth his time. When everyone is peaceful he can be genuinely happy, when it’s not he gets directly to the point to stop disputes. Vlladomir adores tall trees and can often be found laying underneath one, he finds their presence soothing, mostly because trees are never impolite.
Prompt Response: Prompt 1:
"MOM SAID NO BITING!" Vlladomir yelled in his sister’s face. She was antagonizing him again and this time he had done absolutely nothing to deserve it. He wondered if she did this for attention but there was no one around and grandpa was sleeping soundly. He wasn't going to tolerate this nonsense from his sister much longer, she was nibbling on his last nerve.
Vlladomir started shaking all over, his breath came in great gasps. One of his tantrums was coming, he could feel it building slowly like a great wave. It came from deep down and settled against his heart, a heavy weight on his soul that needed to be removed and promptly. His sister had flung insults at him for the last time... today anyway. he scrapped on hoof against the ground then the other and charged at her. His feet carried him swiftly over the ground and he stretched his neck out to n** at her bottom.
She needed to be taught better manners then this. He regretted that it had come to this, to attacking his sister without a very good reason. He hardly ever started these fights but boy he would finish this one. He didn't want to hurt her badly, he just wanted to shake her up enough that she could give him peace for a day... if he was lucky two. Vlladomir pushed and shoved her to a mud stream bank. Once she was good and off balance due to his ministration he spun around her and using a long leg, tripped her into the creek.
This done he plodded back up the hill to his brother Cafall and lay in the grass for a nice, peaceful, nap.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 9:05 pm
Name: AislingJuno
Number of Soquili Owned: 5
Foal Name: Foal Name: Ysolde if a girl, Signet if Male
Name Meaning:
Ysolde has two meaning the welsh version means beautiful and the Germanic is Rules over Ice. I thought it fitting for both family lines and to have a dual meaning. Signet is a small seal that is often engraved on a ring to stamp official documents. It's kind of silly but the both sides of the family line have such pretty jewelry that I wanted a name that dealt with jewelry but not obvious like Jewel or pearl and things of that nature.
Personality: Ysolde/ Signet is a Lighthearted soul who tends to be a bit of a dreamer. Often this young soul can be found talking to the flowers or gazing dreamingly at the clouds. Ysolde/ Signet can often be found whispering to his/her invisible friend Beryl. Who the family comes to odd gripes about accepting the foal weird behavior and hoping she/he will eventually grow out of this odd stage.
A big dreamer Ysolde/ Signet impatiently dreams of the day when he/she and beryl can become strong and be able to protect the family. Ysolde/ Signet often let's her/his imagination run rampant and can often get into mischief. Often to the annoyance to his/her parents. Let just say Lafayette never gotten over the fact that one time Ysolde/ Signet jumped on his back screaming, "You've been slain evil dragon lord!" One interesting thing about Ysolde/ Signet is when she/he gets flustered she/he often talks to he/herself goes on a rant and hold anger in to the boiling point. Ysolde/ Signet is the typical believer of an eye for an eye and a lie for a lie.
Prompt Response 2: [Will be writing in the masculine form.]
Signet gazed at the surrounding greenery. It was summer the season of abundance, growth and heat. This Afternoon warm weather was really starting to get to signet. He yawned, a great big baby yawn and looked around. Claude was taking a snooze not too far away from the young family. “Beryl, Grandpa's got the right idea. Let’s just take a quick little nap." Signet spoke softly to his imaginary friend as he slowly drifted to sleep under the stern afternoon sun...
Signet woke up with a start..He at first believed perhaps a bug at bit him. Lazily he opened one of his eyes. Unfortunately the sight he saw was not at all pretty or dreamlike, Samar gazed at him a wicked glint in her eyes like she had just found her favorite toy and it was begging to be played with.
"Your a weirdo talking to that stupid imaginary friend of yours. Why does my bloodline have to be so polluted with a little delusional runt like you?" Samar screamed at him in frustration. "
Signet rolled over to avoid her sharp teeth and poking feet. He knew perhaps part of the reason Samar bullied him was because she just didn't understand him but he was growing tired of her immature behavior. "Go away Samar you’re interrupting my beauty sleep." Signet gingerly closed his eyes and hoped for once Samar would just get the message and go away.
"You little brat don't think you can just ignore me. I'm the eldest and should be treated with respect. " Samar hissed at him.
Signet gazed at Samar as weird expression lit his face and his eyes twinkled with real mirth. Unable to contain himself he evilly spoke. “You have a bit of droll hanging down the corner of your mouth and running down your chin. Samar you didn't happen to know you spit when you talk. How un-lady like! “He chuckled. Samar screamed with outrage. "Sammy i don't think you'll find many old boys who will take a mate that spits. Your prospects look dubious."
Samar headed for him, "Why you pipsqueak. How dare you talk to me in that manner! "
"Opps Beryl. I might have gotten over my head." Signet whispered to himself. "Bye old lady I’ve grown bored now."Signet laughed as he raced off to find Cafall, who would protect him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 10:44 pm
NOW WE'RE OFF TO JUDGE!
CEL, GRAB MY BEARD!
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 10:45 pm
*grabs Sweeny's beard* TO ADVENTURE! Imean...JUDGING!
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 1:44 am
heart MUCH LUCK EVERYONE. heart
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