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Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Scorch - 05-15-2018 WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT Scorch Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle @[Porcia] @[Warrick] I marked it private as I'm trying to keep these threads concise. RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Warrick - 05-15-2018 we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight Time moves fluidly and without mercy, cloaked along the breadth of his broad back and found in the depths of his worn, cerulean eyes. There is hope flickering among the color of oceanic irises, however, despite the unforgiving trudging forward of time. He has begun to see his legacy unfold before him (becoming a grandfather, learning that Tangerine is pregnant once again and has nestled herself into the warmth of their mountain) and it gives him renewed strength and life, bringing power to his cobalt wings as he soars his homeland. Always close to the stars, but never far enough to truly get lost in their allure. His closest friends knew where to find him, and found themselves always glancing upwards to see the osprey-king bathed in sun and sky, tinged with the salt of the ocean and stars in his eyes.Scorch and her confidant reach the muddy border of the peninsula at low tide, the smell of salt and sand vibrant in the warmth of the sun. The breeze, however, loosens the heaviness of the humidity during the winter months and Tephra’s air is actually quite tepid as it filters through the inland grasses. Clear, wind-scrubbed skies do not hide his bold form against bright blue, immediately flicking the longer feathers of his wings to turn himself quickly towards the sound of her call, wing beats echoing across the golden expanse. His hooves greet the damp mixture of sand and dune grasses, splattering onto his navy legs and muscular, auburn chest as he settles into a slow walk before them. Warrick halts squarely, brows rising curiously at the sight of Scorch and the other, wondering what has brought them here before him today, and quietly museful as he notices the solemnity of their gazes. His heart leaps into his throat but the feeling is imperceptible by the Leviathans as he swallows hard and offers them both a swift nod of greeting. “Scorch,” he says, eyes fixating on the scarred woman with concern in the deep blue of his eyes. He can only think of Wishbone, for what other reason would the Nerinian find herself here? Warrick @[Scorch] @[Portia] RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Porcia - 05-15-2018 Porcia
Her life has fallen into a state of shock, she did not have a family for most of her life, but she found Hestia over a year ago. The ebony queen quickly grew to be a mother figure in Porcia's life and she had grown so fond of the grumpy mare who was unable to hide her childish ways from Porcia. She was never able to introduce Hestia to Rome, to tell her of her unborn child. Her heart ached, and she longed to see the ebony mare one last time but life continued on. She could grieve in silence but she had to continue with her duties to her kingdom, to her relief Scorch took over rule and Porcia did not object. She had grown quiet fond of the hairless mare, and if anyone would replace Porcia she was glad it was Scorch. Today they traveled to Tephra, her very first diplomatic visit and she was beyond ecstatic. It was a rather silent journey, but Porcia did not mind. She was ending her pregnancy and every day grew closer to birthing, her sides were huge, much larger than the average pregnant mare (though twins never ran through her mind). I hope this is as fulfilling as you'd imagine Scorch noted and she forces a smile on her maw, she was truly excited but she felt guilty smiling so soon after Hestia's passing. It seemed almost as though Scorch knew exactly the feelings Porcia had, she pressed into her shoulder and Porcia accepted it warmly with a true smile. They came to a halt and Scorch calls out for the ruler of Tephra, the bay and navy pointed stallion soon came. She could not help but notice the warmth the kingdom offered, no snow in sight which was a nice change from the snow she sees in Beqanna. Her attention flicks back to the stallion and she dips her head slightly to him. They were here to take back Wishbone, Scorchs child and Porcia was more than excited to meet the filly. Some of the Nerine members may be upset of Scorch's choice to place Wishbone as the heir but it seemed fitting to Porcia. The stallion only says Scorch's name, as if he was expecting her. My name is Porcia, nice to meet you she announces her name but falls silent awaiting to Scorch there reason for meeting with him. Tell Me Your Fate @[Scorch]@[Warrick] RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Scorch - 05-17-2018 WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT Scorch Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Warrick - 05-17-2018 we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight The black and white woman introduces herself, and though concern plagues his oceanic gaze, he is able to offer Porcia a true smile (warm and inviting as always, genuinely glad she has come to Tephra with Scorch) with a polite dip of his head towards her. “Greetings, Porcia.”Scorch wastes no time (he had always enjoyed that about her, and it quells his anxiety to know that she will go straight to the point - good or bad - every time). The name on her lips is unfamiliar to him: King. But he accepts the title with a gracious nod, for he knows that it is from a high place of respect and honor that she calls him as such. His gaze remains steady and unwavering, his jaw clenched tightly as she addresses him, updating him. A frown creases the cobalt of his lips at the news of Hestia’s passing - and perhaps for a moment he is more sorrowful than they are. Of course, they have had time to process the death of their Queen, but Warrick can only imagine. It does not take long for his brow to furrow above his sad, wise eyes as he contemplates what Nerine’s next move could possibly be. He does not have to think about it for long, because Scorch is more than willing to fill in the gaps. It did not surprise him that Scorch has now taken Hestia’s place as Queen (a fitting title and position for the scarred and hairless warrior), and a swift nod of agreement placates the announcement, as well as a murmur of acceptance in his throat. ‘Your daughter, Wishbone - ’ The King’s expression changes - his head tilts slightly and he instinctively takes a step towards Scorch, searching her face with a slack jaw - and fear is found settling loosely in his gaze. It changes quickly again into one of surprise, brows rising as she informs him that Wishbone has been selected as heir to the Nerinian throne (and by relation, is safe and sound). He cannot help the soft snort of surprise that escapes him, curving his muscular neck so that his chin rests near his mahogany chest. As Scorch’s words sinks in, his eyes gently roving to Porcia to see perhaps her own reaction then back to Scorch, he wonders if he should even be surprised in the first place. Is it really so shocking that his wild-eyed daughter would assume the lead of the Leviathans? At this thought, an easy smile graces the Overseer’s lips. “I have always told Wishbone that she had been destined for great things. I obviously did not realize that this is what destiny had in store for her, but if she has accepted the responsibility, myself and Tephra are more than willing to oblige to the change in leadership. I have done all I can for her here in Tephra, and beneath your council, she will thrive.” A pause. “Nerine will thrive.” Warrick @[Scorch] @[Porcia] RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Porcia - 05-18-2018 Porcia He offers a friendly greeting, he was much nicer than she had expected. Her gaze flicks from the large stallion to Scorch, she jumps right to the point of the visit. She announces Hestia's passing, hearing it over and over does not get any easier, it still stings. But her mind is quickly shifted when Scorch announces that she is the new queen of Nerine. Scorch brings up the topic of Wishbone, how she chooses wishbone to be the heir of Nerine. Porcia looked around eagerly, as if the conversation would speak the filly into existence. She had never seen or even heard of the filly before the kingdom meeting when she was announced the heir. Porcia wondered so much what she would be like, would she be friendly? Would she be strong like Hestia and Scorch are? Her eyes gaze back to Warrick, looking to see if he approved of the decision. He could easily deny the offer and cut of all ties with Nerine, but instead he accepts it. Of course, who wouldn't want there child to be a heir of a kingdom? She would be Queen of Nerine while he still ruled Tephra, a win win for Warrick. I look forward to meeting your daughter, to ruling under her. The words flow followed with a smile. Tell Me Your Fate @[Warrick]@[Scorch] RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Scorch - 05-19-2018 WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT Scorch Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle You can answer if you'd like but YA GIRL IS SWAMPED and this is basically all that needed to be said. A one liner to let me know Warrick's thoughts works, or just whatever really. Pleasure doing threads with you as always Dar <3 @[Warrick]@[Porcia] RE: Desolation comes upon the sky // Warrick + Porcia - Warrick - 05-20-2018 Warrick accepts. He'll meet Scorch again at Wishbone's coronation. <3 |