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Post by Roman on Aug 31, 2023 5:27:16 GMT -7
Summer was here and along with it the humidity, driving many to the shade of the forest that marks the beginning of the Mire, though it was a place that the Lady of Jade Mire had spent the most recently. Recent occurrences have had the ebony woman on edge, with the afterlife war and all, choosing to stay out of it as much as possible. Within her care, Nitocris had adopted two cambion children and the creatures that came with them, yet had no idea who they once belonged to. It was clear that a parent was either a demon or a cambion, due to the mark that each foal had on their body, something that concerned Nitocris greatly. She did not know if demons were capable of love, they were in the Underworld after all, where all the evil equines go. It suggested that assault may have occurred or if a parent was a cambion, that the other may have died from the disease unless they were also a cambion or a nephilim. She was all they had left in this world, well her, Topthorn and their children. Nymphadora and Noctis had taken to their adopted brother and sister well, often watching and playing with them, yet always careful that no one got harmed.
With a sigh, Nitocris turned her head till her blue and yellow eyes settled on the two sleeping babes at her hooves, Noctis stood close, always watchful like the protective son he is. Nymphadora was off foraging, wanting to bring back some fruits for the foals to try when they woke, this time looking for something sour to see if they would pull any funny faces. Dora has always been the sweet and carefree child, which concerned Nitocris greatly, knowing her precious daughter could end up being deceived. Noctis on the other hand knew how concerned she was, yet did not know the whole reason as to why, he only new about the war. The idea of the afterlife on her doorstep is what had Nitocris on edge, particularly the Underworld, knowing that the cambion foals would be of great interest to them. Then there is also the Helkaer, who had targeted her daughter once before, and now she has two cambions, which she knew the Helkaer are also after. Nitocris sighed, unsure of how she was going to keep her family protected, while she had fought before and won. She wasn't sure how long her body was going to keep fighting for, all she knew was that she would try to keep her children safe until her last breath.
"Speech" Tagged: Open Words: 435 Note: A very worried and thoughtful Nitocris for whoever wants to thread with her <3
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 10, 2023 6:36:23 GMT -7
x PRADA It was a blisteringly hot day in the summer and Prada was growing tired of the constant patrolling through the Free Lands, looking for water, food, and shelter day in and day out. He hadn't always been a nomad, had even helped to lead a land in the Light Kingdom several moons ago, and the pony was beginning to wonder if it might make sense to try and find a place to settle down in again. That was what had brought him to the Light Kingdom today. He didn't know much about the lands anymore, other than Rain Forest Beach which had been a constant in Wild Equines since he'd arrived here, but Prada was figuring that so long as he was respectful and meant no harm, whoever owned this particular piece of land wouldn't try to immediately chase him out. He'd had civil conversations with former Helkaer members, so someone in the Light Kingdom shouldn't be difficult. In theory, at least. He knew he was approaching a border of some sort because there were plenty of scents mixing and mingling along the route. Some were heavier than others - leaders or guards, he would assume. His nostrils flaring, the pony slowed his trot to an easy walk as he looked around the environment he'd stumbled upon. Everything was very green and thankfully there was an ample amount of shade as he walked through a thick forest. It blocked out the majority of the sun's brightness and the temperature had dropped several degrees in the shade. He sighed in relief. His bay hide was already slick with sweat, so the shade was welcomed. Eventually, he found the shade starting to diminish a bit and the land was opening up a little more. Curious, Prada gave himself a shake and then lifted his muzzle, letting out a warm, polite call into the air to alert any herd members and leaders that he was there. He wasn't trying to be sneaky. A bit more walking and he saw in the distance a equine with what looked like two foals curled up at their hooves. Prada began to walk in their direction, keeping the same slow, nonthreatening pace, and he knew better than to get too close. There was nothing like the wrath of a protective parent, after all. "Hello," he called out softly once he was close enough to have a conversation, "My name is Prada. I have come to the Light Kingdom in hopes of finding a place to live. Is it alright if I at least rest here a while? It's quite hot out."Roman w/ Nitocris 433 | PradaI hope you don't mind him being posted here! <3 5 years, summertime, mid-day, before becoming a Knight for the Light Kingdom
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 6, 2023 10:12:38 GMT -7
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Post by Roman on Dec 31, 2023 17:28:56 GMT -7
Despite having her elder son standing close by, Nitocris could not relax, her nerves still on edge as her mind wouldn't let go of the thought of war and the babes at her hooves. So young and innocent despite the blood that runs through their veins, the thought of someone taking away their innocence and using them as biological weapons only fuel the anger and sadness within her. Without a doubt, life will be hard for these young ones, tough choices will be made and Nitocris was certain they will either have to fight or talk themselves out of tough situations. Nitocris would always be here for them, they may not be of her blood but she would protect them well into adulthood as they are hers now.
A deep scent, one that was unfamiliar to Nitocris had alerted her to the presence of a stranger within their home. Blue and yellow eyes instantly looked down at the foals at her hooves, looking to see if their marks were hidden, which thankfully they were due to how Vakrez laid and Cyra having her head tucked against her little body. As the stranger's trumpeting call rang out, warm and polite, Nitocris watched for any signs of the twins stirring from their sleep; thankfully they were deep sleepers. A sigh of relief escaped the draft mare as the young silver-black stallion stood closer, ready to watch over his newly chosen siblings or to defend his family.
After what felt like a lifetime, a bay stallion with the structure of a stocky pony had emerged, looking to be a good four hands shorter than Nitocris and three hands shorter than Noctis. The stranger appeared to be keeping a non-threatening pace as he headed in their direction, yet Nitocris remained on alert, her untrusting nature was not willing to give an inch like it had done in the past. "Hello, My name is Prada. I have come to the Light Kingdom in hopes of finding a place to live. Is it alright if I at least rest here a while? It's quite hot out," his tones were soft as he spoke, introducing himself and his reason for being here. Nitocris eyed him warily, glancing again at her babes before her focus returned to Prada, "I'm Nitocris, Lady of Jade Mire," she started, tones not quite as warm or friendly as Prada's, but polite nonetheless. "I will allow you to rest here but know you will be under a heavy watch, we can't get sloppy with this war looming over our heads, even if we wish to not participate," the displeasure was clear in her tones but not because she had allowed a stranger to rest, it was the war that bothered her greatly and she hoped that she had not just let a spy have access to her home.
"Speech" Tagged: fleabittengray Words: 475 Note: I don't mind at all, thank you for replying and I apologise for the wait and the rust <3
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Post by fleabittengray on Jan 5, 2024 4:35:01 GMT -7
x PRADA The mare that he approached was several hands taller than himself, yet Prada approached with confidence and calmness. He saw no reason to be afraid, here in the Light Kingdom. These were his allies, more or less. They were, he assumed, of the same alliance, the same morals, the same ethics. He could tell that the woman was skeptical of him, however, but he did not fault her for that. He was a stranger and they were in times of war. It would be foolish to blindly accept anything a stranger said as facts when they could so easily be lying about who they were or what they wanted. However, in this case, Prada was being entirely honest. He had heard rumors of the Light Kingdom starting up a band of knights, in Rain Forest Beach, and he was on his way there, honestly, but it was just so hot and he needed a place to rest, for a few hours or a few days, whatever he would be allowed. After he spoke, the woman glanced at the sleeping children and Prada couldn't help the fond smile that spread across his face, as he thought of his own children. Two sons, one of which had passed, sadly, but Calum was still somewhere around Wild Equines, or at least, he hoped so. "I'm Nitocris, Lady of Jade Mire," Nitocris's tone was polite, but not quite warm and welcoming. Still, Prada grinned at her, giving a nod of acknowledgement at her introduction as she continued on to say, "I will allow you to rest here but know you will be under a heavy watch, we can't get sloppy with this war looming over our heads, even if we wish to not participate," Prada sighed heavily, giving an understanding look to the mare. "I can assure you I mean you, nor the Kingdom, any harm. I am actually hoping to join the Knights Order, which I heard Queen Nixi and King Hunroor are starting. My goal is to protect the Light Kingdom, not to harm it. I promise you." He kept his voice quiet, so as not to rouse the sleeping children. His gaze lowered to the foals and he smiled again. "They are cute. What are their names, if I may ask?"Roman w/ Nitocris 380 | Pradanotes 5 years, summertime, mid-day, before becoming a Knight for the Light Kingdom
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