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Post by JUNIPER ! on Nov 28, 2023 7:26:08 GMT -7
light me up, | FOUR YRS, 15.2 HH, PALOMINO OVERO, BLUE EYES | OPEN THREAD FOR ADORA ! she hadn't been here long, but she'd found and flocked to opaque beach without second thought. there was something comforting in the sound of waves hitting the sand, or maybe it was the fractured sunbeams streaking lines against her pale golden pelt. it reminded her of home, whatever that meant since she'd left. the clouds overhead threatened rain, but adora didn't mind it much; she was lost in the distant sounds of other equine, an attempt to drown out the voices and screams that normally haunted her. maybe being here was more harmful than she let on, but how could she not think about her dead mother? how could she not think about those boys who gave their lives to see she made it off that cursed island?
she shook her head of the thought, cerulean gaze falling to the sands below her feet. the palomino shifted her weight before turning her haunches, feet dragging deep. it wasn't like her to feel this heavy, but she had yet to meet anyone willing to stay long. wherever this place was, it was booming with life, life that was established and olde. how was a newcomer meant to find their place here? the once-princess was a soldier at heart, but would someone else see that? she was often times judged for her titles, laughed at when the word 'fighting' left her lips. how many times had she sat and screamed at the gods for her misfortune after anothers letdown? adora snickered, head lowering to the salty grasses and stealing a mouthful. "too many times to count," she answered to herself in a quiet voice.
beyond the treeline, adora could hear shuffling, and her ears flickered forward in curiosity. she hadn't realized someone was upon her, slowing to a quick stop and tilting her head to gauge the strangers distance. she had yet to come across trouble here, but the anxiety someone she didn't want to find her coming here ... no, she said to herself. i will not think like this. and so, the golden mare stood there, attention intently on the folded foliage that broke the towpath to the sands in wait.
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 17, 2023 7:18:01 GMT -7
x PRADA Life was looking up for the small pony. He had connected the Light Kingdom about becoming a Templar for them and was not just waiting for a summons or any news on if he had gotten the position. Young and pint sized, Prada was still a very skilled fighter and defender. When he'd heard of the position being opened and offered to those who wanted to devote themselves to the Light Kingdom for a real purpose, he'd been excited. He had spent a few years now just wanting, not really doing much else other than that, and now at just over 5 years old he was hoping to find some true purpose in his life. Perhaps it would help to lead to an end of the war that raged through Wild Equines, to the point that even the Free Lands were not feeling entirely comfortable anymore. However, that also was not going to stop Prada from venturing into the Free Lands every day, looking for those that needed help or just needed someone to talk to. Today, his focus was on the still warm realm of Opaque Beach. He was still muscling his way through the outskirts of the terrain, humming softly to himself as his small hooves shuffled through the fallen leaves. The trees were thinning out, becoming more and more sparse the closer he got to the beach, and eventually he emerged from the tree line with a grin on his handsome face. The 14 hand brute rolled his neck and shoulders, breathing in the salty brine of the ocean air, and casually began to walk forward. He did not notice the blue-eyed beauty at first, not until looking around, and when he did finally spot her the bay hellion lifted his head and gave it a nod of greeting. Figuring it wouldn't be such a bad idea to go up and introduce himself, Prada smiled all the wider and, with a flick of his tail, began to approach the maiden. "Hello!" he called out to her, his hooves sinking pleasantly into the sand. He was glad that the beach never got so drastically cold, like the majority of the realm would become during the winter months. "I see I'm not the only one who had the idea to enjoy the beach today. Care for some company?"JUNIPER ! w/ Adora 389 | ProfileHope you don't mind him popping in here! <3 5 years 2 months, late autumn, mid-day?, after Boudicca's Coronation
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Post by JUNIPER ! on Dec 30, 2023 7:31:29 GMT -7
ADORA | 4 YEARS | 15.2 HH | PALOMINO OVERO
adora sat beneath the warm sun, entranced by the whoosh of the waves coming from all around. the sound would’ve put her to sleep were it not for the fact that a voice broke the silence, pearly lashes fluttering open to track where it had come from. the sound of hoof against sand was easy to catch, and though small, this stranger was hard to merely pass over. it wasn’t very often that she met others smaller than her, but she tried to pry the thought from her mind as the stallion closed in. adora flickered her audits as he spoke, and dipped her head in a quiet ‘hello’. “nothing better than the ocean to quell a days hardships, no?” the mares expression softened, nose nudging the space beside her.
“i wouldn’t complain if you’re offering,” adora jested, snorting a short laugh and shaking her mane out. looking unto the stallion, she noted the rich chocolate of his coat and the strength that rippled along the muscles in his neck. “i’m adora, by the way.” she once again dipped her head, ears pricking forward as she shifted just enough to allow more space at her side. she was thankful that this stranger was not from her homeland, and the nerves she had felt washed away. with her mind preoccupied, the mares hooves slipped into the sand deeper, the warmth cascading through her tired legs. “do you like to swim?”
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Post by fleabittengray on Jan 18, 2024 13:42:23 GMT -7
x PRADA It would seem that the pretty lady was not at all upset over his approaching her, and Prada was pleased. Too often, and now more than every, he was met with either mocking words or suspicion, depending on who he ended up conversing with. It was irritating. He just wanted a civil conversation with someone! Was that too much to ask for? He hoped this lovely lady was going to be able to give him the socialization that he craved. She was taller than himself by a bit, but that was hardly surprising. Wild Equines seemed to be a land full of giants, but that did not sway his confidence nor his courage when it came to battles. Plus, her kindness seemed genuine as she greeted him with a dip of her skull, speaking and motioning for him to come closer. “nothing better than the ocean to quell a days hardships, no?” The earth hued brute chuckled, a cheerful and pleasant sound, as he plodded closer to the currently nameless maiden. "The ocean is great, I fully agree. Have you been her long enough to enjoy it in the summertime?" He himself had been here a number of years already, but being a non-native himself he knew all too well that others often came from outside Wild Equines. “i wouldn’t complain if you’re offering,” She laughed and the pony grinned as he settled in alongside her - comfortable, but not overbearing, they were close enough to enjoy each other's company but not yet close enough to be touching. “i’m adora, by the way.” It was neither a name he recognized, nor did her face seem familiar. Regardless, he saw no reason to not give her respect. "Pretty name. My full name is a mouthful, so I just go by Prada." He gazed out toward the ocean then, breathing in the air and smiling, content. “do you like to swim?” The question had him glancing over at Adora, brow quirked and eyes twinkling playfully. "Aye, I do enjoy a good swim, though normally my swimming is done in Iosis Lake."JUNIPER ! w/ Adora 358 | Profilenotes 5 years 2 months, late autumn, mid-day?, after Boudicca's Coronation
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Post by JUNIPER ! on Feb 13, 2024 13:29:26 GMT -7
want for nothing.
he seemed appreciative of her warmth, and adoa too was grateful for his. colder weather nor war would deter her socialistic nature and the stallion clearly felt similarly. with ease, she shifted to make room so he could join her, the sound of his laugh breathing springtime into her tired soul. "the ocean is great, i fully agree. have you been here long enough to see it in the summer time?" adora met his gaze and shook her head, a regretful smile pulling the corners of her maw. "hardly so. i stuck by the mountains when i arrived, seems i missed out on a beautiful view because of it." her eyes wandered to the waves, standing beside the pony at a comfortable closeness that left enough distance if needed. she wasn't worried, in truth. less because of his size and more for the kindness he granted her. "i'll have to make a point to come when the season changes. i'm quite excited to see what you mean," adora added with a dip of her blonde crown. "pretty name. my name is a mouthful, so i just go by prada," the pony said. she played with it in her brain before repeating it under her breath; it was simple, sure, but she liked the way it rolled off her tongue. prada mentioned liking to swim, naming iosis lake as his chosen spot. her ears flickered in response. she had not heard of such a place, unsurprisingly with how new she was. "well then, prada, you'll have to take me there when it warms up. much too cold to swim right now, i'd say. the water doesn't keep the sun as well as the sands," adora laughed, shaking her mane as she leaned into his space to match his playful tone. from there, the pale golden mare stepped away and toward the waters. as she came to the shores end, waves brushing against her ankles, she gave an exaggerated sigh. "as expected. bitter cold as fresh snow."that didn't stop her, however, from lurching onward into the shallows. the mare kicked back into the waves to make a splash in his direction, blonde tail whipping salty flecks about.
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Post by fleabittengray on Mar 12, 2024 7:00:17 GMT -7
x PRADA Though he was shorter than the average equine here in Wild Equines, Prada was still a very strong, solidly built stallion. He kept himself in shape, running and sparring with those willing to engage in mock battles, and had even joined the Knights of the Light Kingdom. He had always been loyal to the alliance, had even owned lands in the Kingdom once upon a time, but these days he had spent his time prowling the Free Lands and learning all that he could about the fellow inhabitants of the realm. He had even explored the Outlands, once upon a time, though from what he'd heard, there were new names and new faces in the Brotherhood - which was more of a Sisterhood, these days, ironically enough. He dared not think he could approach the powerful women that now ruled the Outlands, not without consequences. He had heard the rumors about them, and he liked living too much to go an tempt fate by stepping foot into their terrain, especially in times of war. The Helkaer were notoriously wicked and cruel. And they were capable of controlling wolves - and fire. "hardly so. i stuck by the mountains when i arrived, seems i missed out on a beautiful view because of it." A light chuckle left the bay pony, rocking his weight from one side to the other, comfortable and content in viewing the ocean at a distance away from the frigid water. "You must stick around for it, then! At least for a little while," he insisted, his tone remaining bright and warm, even playful. "i'll have to make a point to come when the season changes. i'm quite excited to see what you mean," Prada grinned, acknowledging the words with a bob of his head. "Good! Wild Equines has some of the best beaches. When it's not too crowded, and the sand is still warm, I like to lay for a while and just bask in the warmth and the sun. It's very pleasant." And sometimes, he even made a darn fool of himself by rolling in the sand, hooves flailing above him in the air. Just because he was an adult, and a Knight now, didn't mean he had to stop having fun! "well then, prada, you'll have to take me there when it warms up. much too cold to swim right now, i'd say. the water doesn't keep the sun as well as the sands," Another nod, and a bright grin was given to the mare in response. "Oh, I'd love to! Consider it done." He gave the woman a wink then, sealing their fate for a date at the lake in the future. He then watched as she walked forward, and could not stop the deep belly laugh and shake of his head as she entered the water up to her ankles. "as expected. bitter cold as fresh snow." He gleefully flicked his tail against his haunches, grinning like a fiend. "Told ya so!" he teased, carefully creeping toward the waves - only to let out a playful squeal as Adora kicked back in the water, successfully splashing his chest and front legs. He half-reared, pinning his ears in a playful manner, able to be seen by the wide smile on his face. "How very dare you!" he scolded her, trying to use a firm tone, but in the end sounding amused. JUNIPER ! w/ Adora 564 | ProfileCUTE! 5 years 2 months, late autumn, mid-day?, after Boudicca's Coronation
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Post by fleabittengray on May 23, 2024 4:39:04 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Jul 24, 2024 9:39:36 GMT -7
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Post by JUNIPER ! on Aug 9, 2024 22:19:06 GMT -7
want for nothing.
You must stick around for it, then! At least for a little while. Adora couldn’t help the adoring smile that parted her lips as the weight lifted from her chest at his tone. Her crania crooked to the side, patiently waiting for him to speak again, feeling the words hanging in the air. Good! Wild Equines has some of the best beaches. When it's not too crowded, and the sand is still warm, I like to lay for a while and just bask in the warmth and the sun. It's very pleasant. She blinked slow at the thought of indulging herself like that. Her mind so much a mess these days with the aimless wandering, it was unnerving how unsafe she felt most nights. Prada broke her inner thoughts to happily accept her coy invitation without missing a beat. Adora gave a quick whicker to follow, throwing her rump into the air with little effort to express her glee. As the water splashed up against the bay pony’s chest, he raised off his fronts with might, and excitement burst within her. Adora trotted off to make a small circle around him, nostrils flared as she breathed in the mirthy winter air. “My sincerest apologies!” She called, giving a facetious roll of her eye. “My manners are lost to me. It isn’t easy being a hermit, you know,” she jested, throwing her head to the side with a squeal. After that, Adora settled herself some, remembering her lifetimes worth of teachings to be respectable. “Prada,” the pale golden mare said once she had regained herself some. “I’m looking to make my way to the Light Kingdom. I don’t … suppose you’d be open to being my tour guide for a little while?” Adora felt silly, but it would be her best shot, wouldn’t it? She had warned Boudicca that her stay wouldn’t be long. She had planned to make a life in Meraki with her new friend, but it didn’t take long for Adora to decide her path, one that wouldn’t keep her there. She was intrigued by the Light Royals, wanting to offer aid in the impending dark days in wake of the war. With a chuckle, Adora rested into her hind legs, telling him. “Of course, no obligation. I just think you’d make the walk more fun.”
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Post by fleabittengray on Aug 19, 2024 4:22:43 GMT -7
x PRADA There was a certain joy in being carefree that could not be felt any other way. When you took life too seriously, constantly, it drove you insane. At least, that's what Prada believed. He tried not to take himself or others too seriously and made sure to take time every day to just relax and do something that he wanted to do. It could be something as simple as stargazing, or watching the clouds drift by overhead. Even small moments of peace were worth it in the end, as they added up to larger moments of peace as the days went on. He wondered if Adora ever felt moments of peace. Did she lead a stressful life? There seemed to be a ghost of something lurking behind her eyes, in the ways she would go quiet before abruptly becoming full of life again. Prada may have just met her, but she was intriguing to him and he hoped that she was doing well outside of this moment. Their playful splashing in the water came to an end, Prada's ears unpinning as he grinned, snapping his teeth playfully in the mare's direction - not nearly close enough to pinch or hurt her, though, just a playful little clack of his teeth. “My sincerest apologies!” Adora was being playful as well, the sarcasm making Prada give a hoot of laughter. “My manners are lost to me. It isn’t easy being a hermit, you know,” He chuckled, giving himself a dramatic shake to free himself of any excess water trapped on him. "I've spent plenty of time on my own to know what you mean, my friend," he said, his tone gentle and genuine. Perhaps Adora was just lonely. Maybe she was just looking for friends. Perhaps she had not found her place in the world just yet. “Prada,” He looked toward her, brow arched curiously, head cocked to one side as she called his name. He gave her his utmost attention, grin still faintly showing on his face. “I’m looking to make my way to the Light Kingdom. I don’t … suppose you’d be open to being my tour guide for a little while?”And just like that, Prada was lighting up again, giving a brisk nod of his head. “Of course, no obligation. I just think you’d make the walk more fun.” Another laugh given, his smile wide and cheerful. "I'd love to be your guide! I'm a Light myself, and have always considered the Light Kingdom home, even without living somewhere specific. Though recently, I've joined the Knights of the Light Kingdom, started by Queen Nixi and King Hunroor," he rambled on, looking out toward the horizon with a satisfied sigh. "Used to own lands in the Light Kingdom, too, a few years ago. So I know a bit about the Kingdom, is what I'm getting at."JUNIPER ! w/ Adora 477 | Profilethey need to be besties 5 years 2 months, late autumn, mid-day?, after Boudicca's Coronation
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