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 Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 2:26 pm
She shook out her thick mane, the trinkets and gems laced in her mane bounced and clinked together creating a soft sound as she made her way through the snow, being the size of a foal wasn't always the best idea, so today she was the size of a very petite mare, though the snow still seemed to be a bit of a trouble to move through.
The hills of the land seemed to be blanketed in the white snow, making everything sparkle and shimmer like gems, and standing atop a hill over looking the land, she couldn't help but smile at the simple beauty of it all, it was stunning and breath taking, and she'd be here again, after the thaw and the flowers breathed life back into the frozen earth, her heart danced at the idea.
She missed her flowers, she missed the stories they held, and she missed being able to share her problems with them, she had decided to become head of that portion of the herd, but now..she needed someone to aid her, though she wasn't to keen on that idea...she wasn't looking to depend on anyone, that had burned her before, she and she was not looking for that to happen again.
She took a deep breath, the chill of the air burned her lungs as she unfurled her wings and flapped them in the sunlight, to warm them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 8:41 pm
 It wasn't that he didn't adore his family--he did! Well...maybe not Etain so much, but she was a peppy little princess-pants who flaunted her title with her squeaky little voice (okay, so maybe he was jealous! So what? Everyone got jealous sometimes, even the prince of the faeries!). He did love his father, the ornery old goat with his stained-glass reveries. And he loved his mother... She was just so darn trying!
Domovoi of the Fae stepped through the snow, even though its sparkling drifts came up past his knees at some point. He lifted hooves, his long fetlocks gathering balls of snow as he moved along at an even, sedated pace. It was so...peaceful in the winter, definitely one of his favorite seasons. And out here, away from the bickering of his parents... He was happy. And he was allowed to be happy.
He felt a little guilty, leaving for periods of time. But he reeeeally didn't want the burden his mother was trying to give him: to be a protector of the entire world? Oh yeah, and kill the badguys. Which would involve blood. Domo's head spun at the thought and he became a little woozy. His angel wings curled closer with a shiver. He was big for a flutter...but he was only halfblooded. His mother was a bigger girl; where Etain had the princess-role down-pat with her delicate femininity, he had the muscles of the so-called-protector in his veins.
With the smallest of sighs, his breath a puff of white, he paused mid-stride to gaze around the greyscale landscape. Beautiful...
And that's when he saw it--a shimmer catching the sun. He turned ruby eyes towards the petite flutter with the most beautiful wings he had ever laid eyes on.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 10:59 pm
She fluttered her wings for a few for minutes before pausing, for some reason she could feel anothers eyes on her. Ears docking back, she turned her head, ready to find her eyes falling onto some beast ready to make her their prey.
She hated that, hated having others thinking they were stronger than she was merely because of her size, and her own brother sometimes was no different than the beasts that hunted her. Specially one beast, Disillusion. He seemed to have made it his life mission to cement that she was nothing more than a bug...to be squished under his hooves..because of him, she could no longer ignore the fact, that she did need someone..
But, when her eyes fell onto the large stallion, who held a set of wings she'd never seen before, her head cantered to the side before she laughed softly, here she was ready to have to flee for her life, when it was simply a possible friend.
One wing fluttered out in a wave like fashion as she called out to him, "Hello stranger!" she said warmly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:05 pm
The wind fluttered past, a chilly breeze that numbed Domovoi's bones and blew deep ruby hair into his face. He never let his eyes leave the form of the mare, however, and a small but slightly goofy smile (it wasn't his fault! he blamed his father!) appeared on his face. Stretching out pink-and-peach wings, his ears perked up at her musical voice and he took that as invitation to trot closer.
She was smaller than Etain, even. He peered at her curiously, almost foal-like in his curiosity, and then smiled even wider. "Hello," he said, though it was far from smooth, suave or whatever he'd hoped. More squeaky. Damn genes! He cleared his throat, then lowered his neck and bent his knees in a low bow. "You are another princess; the faerie wings on your back give you away," he winked, sneaking another peek at her. "I would be Domovoi, son of Oberon."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:24 pm
The bite of the wind, made her shiver and shudder lightly, oh she couldn't wait for the warmth of summer but she knew then she'd be longing for the cool crisp feeling of winter, oh her ever changing heart. She made her to keep her wings tucked together, though they werent that thick, so litte help they actually were.
As he drew closer, she couldnt help but c**k her head to the side and study him closely, his eyes were a stunning shade of ruby, and his wings were such an interesting mix! She'd never seen another like him before, she pranced lightly in place, now she wanted to shrink and explore the different feeling of his feathers to the velete texture of his what looked to be flutter wings.
At his words, she let out a laugh and smiled happily up at him. "Well, I promise Im no princess, but you Domovoi, seem to be a giant among the wee.." She said with a shake of her head, " I seem to only run into those who seem to be able to touch the stars.." She couldn't help but shake out her coat, hoping to keep the light snow flurries from landing on her. "I am Niobe, not as an impressive title as Domovoi, son of Oberon."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:38 pm
He offered a warm smile. "Impressive?" He supposed it could've been, being related to who he was related to. He gave a little shrug. "Perhaps so, perhaps not. I do not carry my mother's title..." Not yet. The thought of slaying anything, kalona-blooded or not, made his skin crawl. He would hold off on 'Domovoi, son of Oberon, protector of the innocent' for now. His tail flicked nonchalantly, but he grinned when she began to prance, and saw her eyeing his wings.
He extended one out, the flutter half wiggling in the breeze, but his angeni wing strong and sturdy against the wing. He touched the tip to her face. "Niobe... I am...not as pure as you are," he admitted softly, feeling a bit chagrined. He knew some flutters thought of themselves as royalty and hoped this mare wasn't one of them. "I inherited Mother's size, of course, but I'm hardly a giant!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 11:49 pm
"Anyone can hold a title, though I believe they have little to do with a soquili's true worth, or even desires." She said with a light smile, she didnt want to insult him, but maybe make him feel more at ease around her.
As he extended his wing, her eyes went from his face, to it almost instantly. She eyed the luxuarious feathers to the silken, almost stained glass effect of his lower flutter wing, but as he touched her face with the tip, she let out a soft squeal of surprise and amusement. Her body quivered now, she knew that any second she was going to close control, and most likely cause him to think her a silly little mare, but sometimes she simply couldn't help herself!
"As pure? As what? My bloodline? Thats such a silly thing to base ones opinion of another on, my father wasn't sure either, held the horn of a unicorn whilist he held wings like my own..my brother holds nothing of his flutter blood, but only of the blood of the unicorn..So I might not be as pure as one would like to think.." She shrugged now.
Eyeing his wing once more, she let out a soft groan as she caved. And with the faint sound of a wooosh, she was the delicate size of a butterfly and found herself perched atop his feathered wing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:01 am
He listened to her opinion, and it made enough sense that he nodded vivaciously. "That is true. Perhaps the titles I hold mayn't matter to someone, as long as I am by their side." He said this with complete belief, knowing that he'd be priceless to someone some day. He was determined to be, after seeing his parents odd relationship of 'let's have kids and -then- maybe I'll think about loving you'. When he fell in love, it was going to be for all the right reasons. And not about producing an heir.
When she squealed, he was afraid that he'd somehow crossed some line that she had about touch and he looked alarmed, at least until she was smiling. She spoke again, of her own blood... Perhaps she was right: Etain was just as half-blooded as he was, though she showed none of her angeni heritage. This relieved him and his tense muscles relaxed.
At least until she disappeared, right in front of him. Woosh, gone. "What the --" His eyes widened in surprise then, as he saw her tiny form lingering on his wingtip. "Holycows. You -are- a faerie, milady Niobe!" A moment later, he regretted his use of 'holycows' because that didn't sound elegant at all, but it was already done. He took a deep breath, then let it out, careful not to blow air at her, afraid she might blow away. "How did you -do- that? Can I do that?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:17 am
At his reaction, she couldnt help but burst out with laughter as she danced lightly on his feathers. Careful not to hurt or mar any of the beautiful feathers of his upper wing before she caught his words.
"You know, I've only heard the term fae used among those of my own herd up in the moutains, its quiet refreshing to hear it here in the lower parts." She said with a nod before she giggled, " I simply, just got in touch with my inner fae, and when I tap into that place, I always seem to become the size of one." She said with a nod before she pondered for a moment.
"Im not sure, there isnt any harm in you trying though. My great nephew is a mixed blood and he shows more of his flutter blood than the wind blood, and he can shrink slightly though for not for prolonged periods before it starts to...hurt him. Though it could only be him..Im..honestly not sure and please, simply call me Niobe." She pranced along his feathers lightly, letting them brush over her as she explored them with keen interest.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:25 am
His eyes trained on her, his smile broad as he watched her prance, not unlike the faeries at all. The wind blustered about and he slowly moved his wing so that his body blocked the coldness from her tiny form: if one got so small, was it harder to keep warm? Could she freeze like a tiny icecube? Could he eat her--wait no. Why would he even THINK that? He shook his head with an amiable snort. "I shall have to try, but I hate to put you down in the cold when you're so..." Breakable... "Tiny," he finished.
Could he become small? Would it be hard, painful? Would only his flutter part shrink? Would he be a tiny little faerie with gigantic angel wings? He blanched at the thought, then shrugged again. "I'm gonna have to try," he announced. "Just to see if I can. Because yanno... I could easily hide from Mom. She never looks at the faeries very closely. She's too busy searching for evil to banish."
He rolled his eyes; showed what he thought about that. Instead of shutting up, he rambled on, like she cared (but hey, maybe she did!). "She and Dad got together because she had a good chance of having an angeni foal which she could train to fight the baddies of the world. Now, that, I get. Baddies are bad. They've got teeth and claws and like blood." He shuddered, then forced the thought of blood from his mind. "But what if you're a baddie, say...a kalona. Or even a halfbreed. And you've never -ever- tasted the blood of an innocent. What right does she have to kill them? Or what if they have foals of their own? What if she's killing someone's MOTHER?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:55 am
She scrunched her nose at the word tiny, but fluttering up and off his wing, she danced lightly on a breeze far enough that with a whish she was the size she'd been when they met.
"Well, don't let me stop you from trying, and just keep calm about it...I'll be here to help." She nodded reassuringly, she wouldnt let anything happen, or hurt him while she was around. She might be a little flutterbutt but she wasn't as weak as many let themselves be.
"Well, don't hide from her..simply let her know in a reasonable fashion how you feel about it all." She said with a simple nod of her head, and feeling that he needed to get some of this out, she simply listened, to him nodding to encourage him.
"Well, honestly she has no right to kill another. Evil, bad or not, the reason makes no difference unless they've done something to her, and even then really it makes her no different than the evil shes believes shes cleansing of the world." She shook her head, she couldnt ever end the life of another, it simply was not in her making.
"A kalona has seemed to make it his lifes work to hunt me, to make sure I remember what I am, and that I am powerless to someone like him, but still I do not wish his death..Who am I to ask for such a thing, nor do I have such a right to ask it in the first place."
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:14 pm
"Thank you," he murmured with a small smile at her offer of help. Calm he could do...for the most part, he was a calm and peaceable stallion.
When she spoke of his mother, he ducked his head. "Yeah... I know that. I guess I should feel priveleged that she wants me to follow in her hoofsteps, but just... I don't want that sort of life. I mean, seriously? If I'm gonna die, I wanna make my life worth something. I want to be someone's soulmate and spend every waking minute with them, even if that -does- make me a hopeless romantic." He chuckled softly.
He shook his head. "I know she shouldn't kill, but I don't know what she's seen, what she's been through. I can't judge her; if she wants that life...then she can have it. I'll protect those who need protecting, but everyone?"
His ears flattened at the words she spoke next: she was being hunted? He glanced around; felt nothing, no disruption. "You don't wish for his death, even when it would make your life easier? I wouldn't want to live in fear, that someone is waiting just around the corner to get me. Like the boogeyman." His eyes widened a fraction. "Why does he want you?...if I can be so bold to ask."
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:47 pm
She simply nodded her head, her tail flicked behind her, the gems and tiny skulls clinking together as she watched him.
"There is nothing wrong with being a hopeless romantic, if it is what makes you happy in life. " She nodded, her secret was she was sort of one as well, but her heart had been lost long ago and she wasn't sure if another would ever find it again, but she happy with filling her life with friendships, or so she thought. "But yes, if that is the life she wants to choose, than that is her choice, but she shouldnt make the same decision for you..son or not."
"No, I dont live in fear of him..That would give him to much control over my life." She shook her head, almost stubbornly. "Plus, rumor has it hes got his own little mare to handle from time to time so he isnt a constant shadow." She laughed lightly. "Well, I suppose it has to do with my brother Benoni, his little mare was injured and he caught my brother and forced him to heal her..and So from what Im told, hes claimed that he owes it to my brother to show me that I need to fear the dark, and watch myself.." She shrugged lightly. "I guess some how it makes sense to him.."
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 2:39 pm
Domovoi watched her with respect glimmering in his ruby gaze. She was young, but very wise it seemed... Perhaps she had to be, or perhaps that was how her family, her herd, raised her. "Thank you...for listening," he said after a moment of silence, looking rather sheepish. "I shouldn't really unload to you--we barely know each other--but...oh, I dunno..." He shook his head and turned away for a moment, feeling like a foal once again. "But you're right: who is she to make my decisions for me? I would protect those I loved, out of love, not out of duty. I would kill if that was the only option available. But I wouldn't be happy doing it."
He paused, listening to her story, though he smiled at her stubbornness. "I'm glad you don't let him ruin you," he said softly, as if it truly mattered to him. "Some people think differently than we do. Perhaps it's how he was raised."
He paused and looked into her eyes, deep amethysts, and it struck him how elegant she was. Truly a princess, even if she didn't believe it. The smallest of smiles crossed his face. "So what brings you out into the tundra, Niobe? Just apt to wander and enjoy winter's beauty?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 3:37 pm
"There is no need to thank me, Im always an open ear to those who need to vent feelings that seem to be locked within." She said with a reassuring smile. She enjoyed helping others a great deal, it always made her day that much more sunnier and in her option that was always greatly welcome.
As he turned away, she stepped up towards him, gently touching her wing to his shoulder. "And out of love is the best reaction usually, and something to be proud of. Your mother should be pleased with that.." she said with a gentle nod of her head, she knew she could only ask that much of her own offspring, though she had none.
She gave a shrug at the comment of how Disillusion was raised, "I don't know, I've only had a few run in's with him myself, another giant beast of a creature."
As he gazed into her eyes, she felt a light blush stain her cheeks, she felt like a young mare once again, what a silly notion! "Well, I do enjoy the beauty of the land..but having just decided on a life changing decision, I came here to confirm another..even if I'd prefer not to."
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