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it was not your fault but mine - Nashua - 07-17-2020 With his mother newly returned to Taiga, Nashua thought that it would mean his upcoming wardship on the Isle would be easier. He thought it would be easier to go knowing that she was back where she rightfully belonged. Nash could start those ‘grand adventures’ he had spent the first two years of his life dreaming of. So why then, when those adventures are literally days away, does he feel so conflicted about leaving? ’Go,’ Lilliana had told him earlier in the day and Nash had smiled apprehensively at her. ’You’re sure?’ he had asked, both mother and son seeming to still be adjusting that one had to look down to the other now. He hadn’t been aware of how much he had grown, how much smaller his mother had seemed, until her arrival. (All Yanhua did was grow and Nash was used to having to look up to his younger brother now.) If he wasn’t there, Yan could be. The flight from the Taigan coast to the higher of ledges of Nerine doesn’t take him long. He could have taken the journey on hoof but then part of Nashua has always been a show-off and the young pegasus is proud of his wings, regardless if they came from Wolfbane or Karasu. In the spring sunshine, he is a chestnut gleam in the sky. The journey doesn’t take him long; a few strokes of his wings and some time spent in quiet thought as he soars and Nerine comes into view below him. There is no mistaking the grey cliffs below him and Nash takes his time, turning away from the coast and gliding towards the heart of the kingdom. Perhaps he’ll find Ama or Fechin. Brienna was always a funny face from his youth. It’s been some time since he has seen Neverwhere or Eurwen and there is always the thought that he might spy his guardian, his Aunt Brazen. What he spies when he looks down, though, is none of them. Curious (always curious, inquisitive Nashua), he turns and lands with enough agility that he thinks even Celina might be proud of (though there is still quite a bit of noise). It makes his smile turn lopsided as he regards the alabaster pegasus as he approaches. ”You didn’t mean to be such a downfall, did you?” He teases, stopping before her. ”I’m Nash. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.” nashua and the days you defend will turn to gold html by castlegraphics; art by KHARTHIAN @[Noel] RE: it was not your fault but mine - Noel - 08-14-2020 She’s not entirely certain why she’s back here again. Of course, she’d been born here, but that hardly seemed to matter. Her mother had shuffled them off to Hyaline quickly enough after her birth that she may as well have been born there. Only vague memories linger in the recesses of her mind. Memories of the tall cliffs and the man she believed to be her father, filtered through a blurred layer of time and bias. - noel RE: it was not your fault but mine - Nashua - 08-15-2020 His ears prick eagerly (perhaps too eagerly) forward when the soft murmurs of a sound - her voice? - reaches him. He can’t hear what she says but that doesn’t matter much to Nashua. The smile plastered on his beaming face is far louder than anything she might have said, anyway. All it takes is her uncertainty to wipe away the steady confidence of it. Nashua’s boyish grin levels out, losing that lopsided quality. (It almost slips altogether but he is the son of a Diplomat. He knows how to recover it quickly.) The adolescent brings his wings close, quietly pulling them tightly to his sides from where he has stopped in front of her. Nash shakes his slender head, trying to stretch the tight muscles in his neck and shoulders. "Then the practice paid off,” he says. That smile quirks again at one corner of his pale mouth, tempted to return to its earlier skewed curve. He’ll accept a compliment where it’s due. The pale girl introduces herself - appearing somewhat preoccupied - and the copper pegasus gives a small nod in response to her name. @[Noel]. Nash tilts his head when she says that she’s not from Nerine. That’s a curiosity but he doesn’t question her on it, as he has done to a few other horses that come to the borders of Nerine and try to slip through Brennen’s magical barrier. There is something about the gray filly that distracts him from asking. "No?” he says, bantering her (though maybe she misses this) with a raised brow. A gust of wind blows across the moorlands, whipping past them and reminding Nashua of exactly where he stands. He tears his emerald gaze away from her to look at the jagged, grey cliffs behind him. The view of them (and the breeze) stirs an idea up in the thrillseeker. The day is pleasant and there are a few more hours of brilliant sunlight left. Why waste them? The smile on his face that greets Noel when he glances back at her is as daring and as broad as the sky that is calling to him. "Are you?” He asks, hoping that she might show him otherwise. nashua and the days you defend will turn to gold html by castlegraphics; art by KHARTHIAN RE: it was not your fault but mine - Noel - 08-20-2020 She might have found his wry acknowledgment about practice paying off amusing, if not at least a little eye-roll-worthy, had she not been so preoccupied with trying to figure out whether or not he’d meant to insult her or was just making a joke. When he denies implying her clumsiness, her ruffled feathers begin to smooth as a faintly sheepish expression crosses her pale features. - noel RE: it was not your fault but mine - Nashua - 08-21-2020 @[Noel] leaves him grinning in the dust. The winged girl had scoffed at him and then promptly turned on her pale heels, leaving Nash to watch as her form grows smaller on the horizon. He wasn’t sure what he had expected but when she takes off cantering towards those cliffs that he had been inclining towards, he decides that he admires her initiative to prove him wrong (even if he was joking). Being young and thrilled to have another Windwalker to tempt his competitive side, Nash doesn’t waste any more time to consider anything else. He races into a steady canter after her. The white filly has the advantage of a head start and while she beats her lovely wings, Nashua flares his open. When Noel takes off, the chestnut pegasus isn’t far behind. His pink nostrils flare with each exerting beat that propels him skyward and the young stallion huffs from the effort. He wouldn’t normally attempt such a steep incline but he’s eager to keep up with Noel who has quickly looped in a downward spiral by the time he reaches her zenith. Already? Nash dips one brown wing and cuts a smaller circle (Nashua will never miss a chance to demonstrate what all those flying lessons with Popinjay and Celina and Elio have taught him) and winds below to where his companion had come to a sliding stop. He attempts to land as well and skids much as Noel had, kicking up Nerinian dust and dirt. The ground burns him as well but the pegasus is fueled on the adrenaline of their flight and doesn’t feel it. Nashua is already looking over the ledge they have perched themselves on (already soaring ahead) and his wings are still partially open, ready to catch one the updrafts that come roaring up from the crashing ocean below. He snorts and then grins again with that dimple emerging. His green eyes spy a craggy seacliff that remains separate from the coast and since they have already come this far, why not further? Nash goes searching for her dark eyes and asks, "Up for an adventure?” nashua and the days you defend will turn to gold html by castlegraphics; art by KHARTHIAN RE: it was not your fault but mine - Noel - 08-24-2020 He is quick to follow her, almost to her chagrin. But in another sense, perhaps it was for the better. After all, being preoccupied with her own loop and landing meant she hadn’t had time to watch his much more practiced effort. Given her own niggling uncertainties, she might have been much less willing to continue this odd game if she had witnessed it. - noel RE: it was not your fault but mine - Nashua - 08-31-2020 stars when you shine, you know how i feel They kick up dirt and stones between them. The sound is drowned out by the crashing waves below but Nashua might not have heard the sound of falling rocks just as he didn't feel the burn at his heels. His days on the Isle are filled with routine - a spar with the Freyr or his hellhound Commander, patrolling different parts of the once-frozen island to observe the signs of regrowth and to see what parts might (still) need the assistance of Magicians and time spent in the company of Alcinder and Cormorant. NASHUA html by castlegraphics; art by MirrorLands RE: it was not your fault but mine - Noel - 09-09-2020 In many ways, their lives are completely opposite. Just as his days are filled with routine, hers are filled with… well, nothing. She’d never been given a purpose in life. Never truly sought one. Nothing in her life is decided. And though she may have fallen into some rather quirky patterns, she has no true normalcy. Nothing to define the driftlessness of her days. - noel RE: it was not your fault but mine - Nashua - 09-10-2020 stars when you shine, you know how i feel Nashua's upbringing isn't something that he likes to reflect on often. The first year of his life had been traditional. Nash had been raised alongside his twin brother, Yanhua, by their mother Lilliana. It had been Nash after that trip to Ischia, after they had met glowing Velkan, that had asked and asked after their sire. It had been him who had asked why he had wings and about the sprouting horns on Yan's head. It had been who had asked why he had stripes and Yanhua, like their mother, had a shining golden marking. NASHUA html by castlegraphics; art by MirrorLands RE: it was not your fault but mine - Noel - 10-05-2020 The air rushes exhilaratingly past her as she unfolds her wings to catch the wind that buffets the seaside cliffs. There is freedom in the sky, a rush that cannot be found elsewhere. It had always been there, but she wonders why she had never truly appreciated it before. Of course, there is a simple answer to that question, but one she’s not quite ready to acknowledge yet. - noel @[Nashua] |