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The crimson and ivory damsel had never felt so lost before in her entire life. Sleep was a sporadic thing at best, something she avoided at all costs, at least until exhaustion pulled her under. Shuddering, Caoilainn tried hard not to allow thoughts to intrude of what sleep always meant, though the horrific, gory images always managed to seep into her conscious mind no matter how hard she tried to block them out. All she really wanted to do was curl up against her mother and shut out the world, but most of all the memories, to hear Momma's gentle reassurances that everything was going to be fine, to be cuddled close and believe that all would be right in the world in spite of everything... However, at the same time, she was terrified of what her mother would think if she knew the truth. As hurt and upset and lost as Caoilainn had felt from the moment her mother had decided to leave these lands and she had not been well enough to follow thanks to illness at the time, the thought of what her mother would think of her if she knew the truth... it was almost more than the chestnut tovero could stand.

The sleep-deprived damsel stumbled along some shoreline she did not pay attention enough to identify, oblivious to anything and everything going on around her, lost in grim thought in spite of her efforts not to think. It seemed like no matter what efforts she made to escape the memories that haunted her sleep and had soon migrated to haunt her every waking moment as well, nothing worked. She had started avoiding the rest of her family lately, too afraid that they might read the truth of what she had done, of what a vile creature she was, in her delicately sculpted features. She was a murderer. A killer. And not just any killer, but she had taken the life of her own sister. Sure, technically Raen might have only been a half-sister, but that had never been a factor in their family. Raen had been her sister. Her own flesh and blood, her older sister, someone she had looked up to even if she would never have admitted it out loud. And yet she had not just ended her sister's life, but she had done it in the most viciously brutal, bloody fashion imaginable. She was an evil, vile creature of the worst sort. At this point, Caoilainn was certain she could not deny the truth of what she had done.

The one thing she could not do was answer the question as to why she had done it.

Character;; Caoilainn
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Mariposa
Notes;; <3
Timeline;; She is 7 years old.

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MARIPOSA

made by remi of rilla go! and adoxography

Desolate Earth had, for a time, held a member of the Dark Kingdom hostage. Belial had been his name, and while Mariposa had been on guard, he'd made an escape attempt. She had made a valiant effort in preventing his escape, and bore the bruises to speak of the tussle between the two of them, but the Dark beast had escaped, in the end. She had expected Sanctio to be angry with her but instead he had been understanding, telling her that she shouldn't blame herself. Sanctio knew that, should Belial return to The Howling Keep, it could bring the Dark Kingdom to their home, seeking revenge, but there was little that could be done about that now. Mari wondered if Thomason would understand, given that she was a Queen and this was times of war, but at the same time... Thomasin didn't sound like a very understanding type of being. She seemed power hungry and hostile.

Wanting to clear her hear from everything going on at home, Mariposa had decided on venturing out into the Free Lands. It was a nice day out, late into the spring season. More humid than she would really like it to be, but she had suffered through worse than a bit of humidity. Her lumbering steps brought her to Femiet Beach which, due to the war ravaging the realm, was mostly empty. It was so strange, seeing the Free Lands looking more like a ghost town than an active community of equines. She breathed in the salty air, a smile touching her lips as her ears twitched, tail flicking behind her as she walked down the shoreline.


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4 years 10 months, late spring, mid-day, after Belial escapes

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