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ordinary - Dragonglass - 11-12-2015 She was ordinary. To the left and to the right there were bright and shiny examples of uniqueness. Boys and girls of all colors of the spectrum. Some had eye catching traits like wings and horns and scales. Oh my! Dragonglass walked among the throng on bodies invisible. There was a steady buzz of conversation and the occasional crack of a tail at the pesky insects that divulged upon the equines this time of year. Our girl seemed to only be acknowledged by these vampires. Dark eyes shift as she steps politely out of the way to maneuver a pair of mares engulfed in a rather riveting conversation of the best places to attract stallions in the approaching fall. Dragonglass cared not to think of the next season yet. She was a girl barely past her fourth year and she knew exactly was to come in the season of dying foliage. Within a few footfalls she is on the outskirts of the herd. She inhales deeply to cleanse her lungs of the heavy scent of sweat and dung that coexists with such crowds. Pools scan among the faces for possibly one that seemed intelligent enough to hold a conversation worth having and possibly a herd or home to follow. Dragonglass is an ordinary girl. No fun and flashy traits. She is, however, black. A deep glassy black so shiny you could almost see your reflection in her hide. She can carry a conversation and she can argue a point to the teeth. She does not come with emotional baggage nor does she harbor deep dark secrets. She can't really carry a tune when she sings but she is fearless when asked to be. It is up to you now to see how special she really it. covet x irk RE: ordinary - Daey - 11-12-2015 If you despise my existence, I hold no grudge. But to protect those precious to me, I will make no such promises Some how he found himself of all places in the field. The abundance of mares was clear to the eye yet, there were still sight of stallions, many equine gifted were of plenty yet those like he weren't in sight. He was as any ordinary stallion sure, his wretched appearance wasn't as pleasant as he wished but, he made the best of it. Daey yin and yang - Dragonglass - 11-13-2015 Arabian mixture was her genetic make up. This allows the ballerina girl to pirouette easily away as the pulse of the equines intensifies. Lobes flicker back as she notices how casually they caress and and converse. Had mares really allowed themselves to toyed with so easily or were it they who did the toying? Dragonglass preferred to not answer this question but instead turned to meet the gaze of two red gems that nestled under thick white lashes. Ears detach to flicker forward as they meet the low baritone of the male. There was a quickening in her breast as she listens to his voice. Her own dark eyes watching him with sincere interest. The girl admitted to herself that it was nice to have company. She watches and notices his body. Intuition tells her that he is being sincere so Dragonglass stays to meet his questions with answers instead of dancing away among the bodies that seemed to engulf the two where they stood...like the rise of the tide of the ocean. There were now seafoam. "Please call me Dragonglass" A small smile touches the ebony woman's lips as she hesitates a moment to allow her eyes to shift over the field before returning the pink ones of the pale boy "And not particularly. Too many people and too small of a space. The field just swallows you up." Dragonglass gives her skin a shake to disrupt the new batch of insects that had decided settle upon her and shifts her weight. " It's nice to meet you Daey." Her own soprano vocals meet his inquires. Yes, many others moved around them with fanciful colors and interesting appendages but Daey holds her attention. The two stood like yin and yang. A balance in the world of chaos and color. covet x irk RE: yin and yang - Daey - 11-13-2015 If you despise my existence, I hold no grudge. But to protect those precious to me, I will make no such promises He always enjoyed the growing activity in Beqanna. Sure it did bring arrogant stallions to town but, the field was also a place to find new faces say your hellos and find a new home. It was unfortunate that some horses remained here yet, many others joined highly populated kingdoms, while only few were left for herds. Daey always had a liking for the company of mares and perhaps, this is what he needed a herd of his own. Although, he didn't want to force his herd intentions upon anyone, they would have to come willingly and perhaps the ink black damsel was the one? Daey RE: ordinary - Yael - 11-13-2015 No one is truly ordinary, when it comes down to it. One might be ordinary in appearance, but the mind and the heart have capabilities that many underestimate. It is one of the things Yael loves about the world - there are surprises under every leaf, and a hidden beauty in the simplest of things. That could be the magic talking, or just her standard bit of optimism. With a placid smile on her face, the gold and silver mare lands delicately near the glossy black mare and the pale stallion, tucking her wings in at her sides. She snorts softly, walking over to them, her warm, cinnamon colored eyes betraying nothing of the rather extraordinary circumstances that surround her at the moment. Yael usually likes the foreigners; they remind her that there is life outside Beqanna, and that there was once a land she left to the ashes and the flames. They remind her to be thankful. “Xello to you bote. I ahm Yael, and I am from ze Desert. Some’ting tells me t’at you, Daey, are not looking for a keengdom. But I come to offer eet nonzeeless.” A kingdom meant more than just popping out babies. It meant having something to work for, and a larger sort of family. A family of those you choose to be with. A family that can protect and nurture and offer so much more. Yael, guardian of the desert RE: ordinary - Daey - 11-13-2015 If you despise my existence, I hold no grudge. But to protect those precious to me, I will make no such promises Daey awaited her answer patiently, he so wanted to leave this place so he could claim his own land but it was all up to her. Blood red eyes searched through the crowd of many, seeming more distracted then focused upon what was at hand, a voice entered their conversation. It was hard to tell whatever this voice was saying but, it definitely grabbed ahold of the boys attention. Turning his head to the side he found that a mare had joined the fight for recruitments. Daey RE: ordinary - Lupei - 11-13-2015 lupei What the truth is, I can't say anymore RE: ordinary - Daey - 11-14-2015 If you despise my existence, I hold no grudge. But to protect those precious to me, I will make no such promises For some reason, he always hated when others decided to join into a conversation which they were not to be included in the first place. Turning his head abruptly towards the intruding stallion, he grinds his teeth together gently causing a loud gritting sound to disperse, sure this sound isn't pleasant, just as unpleasant as it is to have a stallion join into a conversation which he wasn't supposed to. Daey RE: ordinary - magnus - 11-14-2015 you and I both know that the house is haunted MAGNUS once general. once lord. once king. RE: ordinary - Yael - 11-14-2015 That's the thing about Beqanna, they don't do things normally here. First come does not mean first serve. Even if Yael weren't a magician, she would be able to read the emotions that run across Daey's face with ease. His emotions turn from a bright blue and yellow to a deep red with tinged of black. But Yael isn't alarmed (she rarely is) her nightmares are far worse and far more real than an angry stallion. She was once a Queen - angry and frustrated men are nothing. She IS a magician - he is nothing. Then the other comes and she sees the wolf in him, his lupine form dwarfed and flickering inside his birth form. While Daey's response was a tad bit rude, it was nothing to get her feathers ruffled about until he threatened her. And it is then that the smile disappears from her lips, only to be replaced moments later at Lupei's warning. Now let's get one thing very clear: Yael is not the violent sort. Unfortunately she is also not the sort to take kindly to threats, and Daey's growl (accompanied by his words) were enough to set the little gold woman on edge. Magnus's approach and calm warning only set solidly in her mind that a little demonstration is in order. The wind picks up, and the skies darken. The seemingly innocent made grins wickedly, though her voice is the same sweet, accented tone. Her eyes turn black and pupilless as she faces the newcomer. "Lupei ees right. Eensult ze wrong mageecian and you may not xaf a tongue after... " She pauses and let's the wind die down and the sun return, her eyes fade back to their normal warm composure. Yael begins again, ever the mostly gentle teacher. "Our vays are deeferent xere. Eef t'ere ees a choice to make, ze mare ees allowed to make eet. Eet ees up to Dragonglass, not you. So put your anger avay. Eet also xas nozing to do vit respecteeng a myt'ic, but seemple manners." Sure, he'd never said anything, but a little mind reading never hurt to further her point. |