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To Be Alone Or Not? - Nerica - 09-10-2021 Nerica
Being confused, angry and hungry is never a good mix. And being cold on top of it all was a perfect recipe for disaster, at least for Nerica. Her black and white coat was thick and fluffy, but it hardly seemed to keep the cold out, and the mare stood shivering under a barren tree. She hadn't eaten since yesterday morning, her picky palette refused to accept the dry dead bushes, so she spent much of her time looking for grass buried under snow or hidden somewhere. She had hoped to find something growing by the river, but she had found nothing appetizing yet. On top of it all she felt terribly alone and confused. There was no goal in her mind, only to survive. That's how she had been the past eight years. She saw no future for herself, she never knew what to do next. Never knew what she would do the next day, month, year. She had no dreams or wishes. She lived day by day, alone and angry, restless and scared.Nerica's face was twisted into a scowl as she pressed her eyes shut, trying to rest as she leaned against a cold dead tree. Her stomach grumbled furiously and chills ran down her spine every few seconds. She cursed under her breath, not sure what she was cursing at, the weather, the dead grass, herself? Her patience with the cold was wearing thin and she struck an annoyed hoof at the stiff dirt. "Damn you winter." she fumed at the air. Pushing herself away from the tree she shook herself off, hoping to shift away the hunger. The black mare began a slow, aimless walk. She had no clue where she was going, but she couldn't bear standing still any longer. Meandering slowly through the few trees, her face still holding a put out expression. The day felt so grey and empty that a sickeningly familiar feeling filled Nerica's chest. Her head lifted, her piercing blue eyes gazed over the landscape as she tried to remind herself that this is totally different. She wants to be alone now. Right? Nobody left her here, she came on her own four hooves. And she has control over her life now, she can do whatever she wants. "I want to be alone." she whispered under her breath. If only it were true. If only she would let herself accept her need for others, her fear of having no one. But she didn't want anyone, others annoyed her, they drove her insane, they angered her, but they also made her feel comfortable. Nerica's mind couldn't wrap itself around her feelings. Instead, it left her cold and angry. Nerica stopped, her mind blank and her legs tired. She had walked for some time and her hunger had intensified. She sighed, blowing out a breath in a buff of steamy air. Her head lowers and she blinks slowly, a feeling of emptiness sweeping over her. What do I do now? She questions herself, slowly shifting her weight back and forth from one cold leg to another. The small star on her forehead glistens as she lifts her head, her forelock falling away. Her dark eyes find the grey clouded sky and she remains frozen staring at the slowly moving clouds. Open to anyoneFrom here she will either get better or worse... depends on who she meets...heehee... RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Gale - 09-10-2021
RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Aela - 09-10-2021 Those same emotions that draw Gale are the same that lure his sister, Aela. RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Nerica - 09-10-2021 Nerica
The scent of another didn't reach her nostrils until the last moment and she fling her head around, her eyes immediately set in a cold glare. Whoever dared to intrude upon her confused loneliness was not welcome. Nerica turns slowly to face the other horse. A stallion, and quite a handsome one. But she couldn't care less at the moment. She didn't speak, staying silent to see what the other horse would do. When his question reaches her ears her face draws in an infuriated expression. She swallows the explosive response she was about to spit out and takes a deep breath of cold air. She lets her face fall into a neutral, but slightly annoyed expression. Her blue eyes squinted at the stallion in front of her. Before she could think of a calmer response another horse comes into view. A very short horse. Nerica blinks in shock and even more anger. Not one horse but two? She takes in a few shuddering breaths. When the small mare greets the stallion she squints. They know each other? She questions silently. Nerica still does not speak but when the mare comes closer she lifts her head in surprise. The heat coming from the small mare was also approaching and Nerica's chilled body couldn't help but lean slightly towards her. The horses were not welcome, but the warmth definitely was. When the mare introduced herself Nerica let her eyes fall over the mare. Something about the two horses in front of her sent a shover down her spine. But Aela's invitation to warmth was quickly accepted, and Nerica took two short steps closer. No words left the black mare's mouth. She wasn't sure how to address them. She was feeling a strange mix of fear, anger and comfort. Something about them was suspicious but the mare offered her a warmth that was giving Nerica energy and comfort. But of course her thoughts from earlier still rung in her head. Nerica squinted slightly, staring at the two horses, unsure of her next actions. On a normal day she would have issued several rude remarks and perhaps a hoof in their direction and then departed. But today her chilled body won over and she stood close to other two. "My business here is none of your concern." she finally speaks in the stallion's direction. Then looking to Aela she falls silent. The heat from the small mare was quickly energizing Nerica and her attitude was returning. "I'm afraid I don't make introductions to just anyone." she says in a sharp tone, her eyes now bright with the resurfaced annoyance she felt around other horses. She took a few steps backwards, letting her cold gaze sweep over the two others. Nerica turned and pushed into a trot, holding her head high and moving away from the other two. As the black mare moved away, the cold once again seeped through, but an emptiness also filled her. Part of her wanted to turn around and introduce herself, to see if perhaps they would put up with a horse like her. Nerica let out a snort of frustration. Her mixed up feelings were wearing her down. They didn't make sense to her and she had no idea what to do next. @Aela@"Gale"
RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Gale - 09-10-2021
RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Nerica - 09-14-2021 Nerica
Nerica heard the approaching hoofbeats and pinned her ears back to show her anger. Glad of the distance the stallion was keeping she relaxed, thinking he would eventually stop and turn away. But when he spoke she gave a soft groan of frustration. Why couldn't he leave her be! The stallions words turned over in her mind. The smile that she clearly heard in his voice only served to annoy her further. Sister to kings? Did he think she cared about titles? She didn't. She had never belonged to a kingdom and never bothered to educate herself about them. Words like king or queen meant less than nothing to her. She rolled her eyes and continued her pace, speeding into a fast extended trot, her shadowy wings streaming behind her. At the mention of being related, Nerica snorted. Without another thought she slid to a stop and spun around to face the oncoming blue stallion. "I'm afraid I couldn't care less!" she snorted, her tone harsh and confident. Her long black tail was swatting in annoyance and frustration. "Now if you would kindly turn your pretty ass around and go back to princess sister I would be very thankful!" Her voice was quiet, but it held a furious tone. Her patience with the situation was long gone now and she wanted to move on, leaving the frustrating blue stallion and the warm golden mare behind. After the words left her mouth, she began to slightly regret it. She knew very well that there a was point that every horse could be pushed past. And her harsh, foolish words might anger the stallion. Nerica pursed her lips together, a slight flicker of nervousness flashing through her eyes. She wasn't afraid. She was never afraid even though she was always aware that she could be hurt. But she didn't particularly want to fight with anyone today. Her body was still cold and hungry. Her feelings tangled and confusing as ever, the tall black mare stood frozen. Trying to stand taller to match her confidence. She would never show fear. @Gale
RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Aela - 09-14-2021 Aela sighed amongst her billowing flames, casually watching the Appaloosa draw away from their warmth. Her blue eyes quickly flick towards Gale, wondering his impression of the strange mare. His dark scowl makes her smile curve prettily against her pale lips, and gives the brindled stallion a look that says she would never want to ruin anything for her precious brother. RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Nerica - 09-17-2021 Nerica
Nerica's dark eyes express clear displeasure when the golden mare rejoins the group. Instead of losing them, she had gained both of the nuisances again. Her face drawn in a tight scowl, her ears constantly pinned back. At the arrivals words, her black ears flick forward slightly. Seneschal? She had heard the title before but never bothered to find its meaning. It must be another fancy title. She thought, still not caring, even though there was a spark of suspicion growing in her mind. Why were these two horses so intent on chasing after her? Could they not clearly see she did not want company? When the other mare spoke again, Nerica froze. A king? Really? her mind raced. As much as she didn't care or respect titles and fancy positions, she knew full well that those horses were still powerful. And the thought of being face to face with one made her breath falter. A creeping nervousness covered her mind and her breathing was quickening. Why did today have to take such a horrible turn! She fumed in her mind. Encountering two other horses had been bad enough, but now that she knew they were royalty. It had gotten so much worse. She wasn't sure why she despised the thought of royalty and title so much. Perhaps it was because normal horses, were automatically given respect and power just because of a fancy title. Whatever it was, the nervousness in her stomach did not overcome her anger.The cold chilling her bones was forgotten and her priority now was to leave these two horses behind. Her eyes glanced from dark stallion to light mare, then into empty space. "Well, then. I apologize for my language earlier." she speaks, her voice quiet with a hint of sarcasm. Another remark was about to leave her lips, but a strange feeling crept over her body. Her breath was caught in her throat and her vision was blurred into nothing. She felt like her heart was about to burst from pounding and her head was aching. Then a feeling of emptiness swept over her. As she finally exhaled, all of her thoughts left her mind. She felt empty and lost. Unsure of what was happening. Her breathing was quick and unsteady and her legs were trembling. What just happened! She raked at her brain, trying to understand. She felt frozen and helpless, no idea what she was feeling or what to do. Her eyes fell upon the two horses in front of her, the once smoldering blue eyes were now blank and cold. I wasn't sure how the emotion seeping power effected the victim so I hope Nerica's reaction is alright RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Gale - 09-17-2021 @Nerica
RE: To Be Alone Or Not? - Nerica - 09-18-2021 Nerica
Without her anger and emotions, she doesn't know what to do. She can't bring herself to move, to fly around and run from these creatures in front of who have done Lord knows what to her. Nerica's head is pounding, her thoughts an incoherent blur. The helplessness she feels grows when the brindled stallion suddenly erupts into a new creature. I should be afraid! I should run! I should be angry and confused! She thinks, her eyes wide and stunned. Her racing heart leaves a sharp ringing in ears and she lowers her head, frantically trying to escape the sound, pain and situation. When the stallion speaks, even though not directed at her, the deathly tone send shivers down her spine. Why am I intimidated by him? She shouts in her mind. Her eyes are darting quickly from the golden mare and strange creature before her. She feels so wrong, she feels something she can't even identify, maybe there is nothing to identify. Maybe she feels nothing at all. But that in itself is a feeling. One that she is desperately fighting. She needs to feel. She draws comfort from her emotions, they make her feel powerful, and safe. Now she feels exposed and empty. Just a cold black shell. The winter wind is effecting her once more and it adds unwanted shivers running through her body. Her breaths are gasps now, choking on the cold air. I want to disappear. She cries in her mind. I want this to end! |