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Post by faeriiefox on Jun 20, 2023 9:24:24 GMT -7
For someone who had traveled this far, the soothing light on the pale beach calmed his nerves and thoughts better than anything else for the last two years. He had finally arrived somewhere that didn't seem infested with predators, somewhere where others seemed to reside here and there. Not that he was hoping for a herd to call his own, or even for friends and relationships, but it mattered the same. To be able to look upon others and know that he didn't have to travel beyond these lands for comfort, that alone was uplifting for a lone traveler. He could still reminisce his part life, however uneventful it had been until he left. He had in no way wanted to participate in the bachelor herds of his homelands, feeling too restricted to keep to such groups. Somewhere he had always known that his heart was too restless to settle down too young, he wanted to travel and explore and see wherever his heart decided to settle. Bad or good. Slowly wandering the so far empty beach, he watched the glittering swells, the water turning the white sands several shades darker before pulling out. His white feathers had taken a similar colour, darkened by water and particles of sand. His coat otherwise shone of health and strength, primed with muscle under that strange coat he wore.
Even through his dwelling thoughts, his eyes landed on a washed ashore shell, bright in its colours where it lay, and he stopped by it. Stretching down, his nostrils flared while taking in the scent. he could smell the ocean mostly, but also a faint smell of whatever creature had ever resided in it before they vacated. Strange creatures, he was certain, as once could never see them. These shells always washed ashore when the creature inside was no more, and even then he had only ever seen a few of these in his life. Once again in thought, he raised his head and looked out over the water, that hid so much from him and other land dwellers. A low gruff left him before he started to walk again, swishing his tail at the few stubborn flies that braved the winds from the oceam.
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Post by fleabittengray on Aug 10, 2023 13:51:00 GMT -7
x LADY MARMALADE Being a nomad all of her life, Mar was used to the quiet solitude of the Free Lands - especially considering the biohazard mark that was so boldly visible on her left shoulder. It marked her as a Cambion, a deadly biological weapon, and with war upon the realm, Mar had been doing her best to stay the hell out of everyone's way. She knew of rumors that the Underworld side of the war wanted a Cambion army to more easily disarm and destroy their opponents that that just didn't sit right with Mar. Just because Cambions were capable of such mass destruction didn't mean they should do such things... Being a Cambion didn't make her evil! Even being of the Dark alliance didn't make her evil! She was kind, compassionate, understanding... all the things a proper young maiden should. Her mother had taught her how to be tough without being cruel. Snowfire, her father, was nothing more than a name to her. She'd never met him. Apparently, he wasn't even around anymore these days. There was a frown etched deeply on her face as she prowled the shoreline just where the water kissed the sand. Sometimes, the edges of the waves would splash around her hooves, even a little bit up her limbs, nut never by much. The chimeric youth had her head lowered toward the sand and the water, similar to how she would hold her head toward the earth if she were grazing. She was merely looking at the movements of the shells and debris in the water. She was about to turn further away from the water when she spotted an older gentleman observing a shell in the sand. Mar lifted her head, watching him a moment, and as he began to walk away the maiden whinnied in his direction. She urged herself to catch up with the stranger, letting her frown switch into a kind smile. faeriiefox w/ Adraxes 320 | Lady MarmaladeI hope you don't mind me posting her here! <3 2 years 4 months, summer, mid-day?
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Post by faeriiefox on Oct 25, 2023 11:28:32 GMT -7
The larger male had not beeing expecting that someone else would venture onto this beach, despite how beautiful of a day it was. His thoughts had been very much occupied, up intil the low whinny of someone else. Someone he didn't recognize, but then again... He didn't recognize anyone from here anyways. He was new, very new to this place that many called home. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get to call it home, but he would one day try, he was sure of it.
The mare that came closer to him was young, quite a few years younger than him. Not that it interested him, but she had the look of someone who hadn't quite grown into their skin yet, that very young and innocent look in their eyes. The pale, speckled stallion had come to a stop once more, just since she had whinnied and called for his attention. A little bit unsure of why he had done that, he looked at her with eyes that was both warm and brown, and yet so distant and almost discontent with having been stopped. A breeze decided to lift his hair to life, twisting it around and around over his neck and hocks, spreading her scent towards him as well. Yes, the scent of a young, not quite adult mare hit him. Who was she and why had she decided to stop a strange stallion she didn't know?
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 12, 2023 9:24:53 GMT -7
x LADY MARMALADE There was nothing in particular that had attracted her attention to the older equine, other than she was feeling a bit lonely and he'd looked relatively safe to approach. She stood a bit shorter than him, and clearly was still growing and developing at her age, but her approach to the stranger was confident and fearless. She had been trained on how to defend herself and worse case scenario, she could always bite him. She didn't want to infect anyone with the Cambion disease, but she also wouldn't just let some stranger hurt her without doing her best to defend herself. Mar had been taught better than that by her mother! So as a breeze danced around them both, causing the stranger's mane and tail to dance charismatically around him, Lady Marmalade found herself smiling all the more. He did not speak as she came up to him, but he wasn't being closed off, either, so she felt comfortable greeting him. "Hi!" she chirped, friendly and conversational. "The beach is so lovely today. I saw lots of shells in the water!" She halted at a comfortable distance, close enough to chat but not to be overbearing. "I'm Lady Marmalade, or just Mar, really, since that name's such a darn mouthful. What brings you to the beach today?" Hopefully, the handsome brute would be up to entertaining her with conversation, at least for a little while. It would be nice to chat with someone, about anything, really. She had not been social for a few days now and she was beginning to go a little stir crazy! faeriiefox w/ Adraxes 266 | Lady MarmaladeSorry for the wait! <3 2 years 4 months, summer, mid-day?
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Post by faeriiefox on Feb 11, 2024 15:13:30 GMT -7
The pale stallion observed the mares' lively demeanor with a sense of detachment, his own thoughts drifting to the tranquility of the beach. Her happiness was palpable, a stark contrast to his own introspective mood. "The beach is indeed a tranquil place. It's easy to forget one's troubles amidst such beauty." He remarked softly, his gaze sweeping over the expanse of sand and sea. He couldn't help but notice the genuine joy radiating from her, a pang of longing stirring within him. Memories of his own family, distant and uneventful though they may have been, surfaced in his mind. He wondered what it would be like to share such simple pleasures with loved ones, to bask in their laughter and companionship. And at the same time, he knew he had never been much for it, not in the past at least.
As he watched her, a flicker of melancholy crossed his features. "It's... refreshing to see someone so happy." He admitted quietly, a hint of wistfulness in his tone. "Forgive me if I seem distant. I suppose I'm reminded of my own solitude in moments like these."
Despite his reserved nature, he found himself at least lightly drawn to the young mares' vibrant energy, a small part of him yearning for the warmth of companionship. Yet, he hesitated, unsure if he was even capable to be anything than who he was; stoic and quiet, lost in his own thoughts. A fleeting smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he remembered the rare moments of happiness shared with his distant relatives. But the memory was tinged with sadness, a reminder of the distance that had always existed between them.
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Post by fleabittengray on Mar 17, 2024 17:02:33 GMT -7
x LADY MARMALADE Though she was a Cambion, the product of a demon mating with a mortal, Mar did not think she was inherently evil. Still, she aligned herself with the Dark alliance just like her mother, because they were both free spirits who enjoyed things that many considered to be "dark" in nature. Mar, for example, enjoyed a good fight every so often. It didn't have to be to the death, of course, and she was always careful in a spar not to actually draw blood on anyone (she if she could, she would just spar with other Cambions whenever they crossed her path and were willing to do such a thing). She was also at the age where she was starting to notice the boys a lot more. This guy, for example, with his sorrowful, sullen expression. She was drawn to him in a way, and could not wipe the smile from her face even if he didn't seem all that happy. He had such a mournful aura, as if he had been through something traumatic. Perhaps he had been. That seemed to be the case for a lot of equines she met out in the Free Lands. It was heartbreaking. "The beach is indeed a tranquil place. It's easy to forget one's troubles amidst such beauty." Mar's expression softened and she nodded. Despite having very little that troubled her compared to most other equines, Mar still was able to empathize with the stallion. "I hope you find better things than trouble soon, my friend," she spoke quietly, but still with warmth in the words. He looked away from the water to look at her and Mar grinned, lazily flicking her tail against her left flank. "It's... refreshing to see someone so happy." The statement took her by surprise and she giggled quietly. "Forgive me if I seem distant. I suppose I'm reminded of my own solitude in moments like these." She shrugged, not at all bothered by the melancholy brute. "Feelings of sadness are just as valid as feelings of happiness." She paused and, quieter, added, "I hope you are able to find some happiness and even joy here in Wild Equines, somewhere, somehow."faeriiefox w/ Adraxes 364 | Lady Marmaladeshe's fond of him 2 years 4 months, summer, mid-day?
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