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ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Phaedrus - 06-15-2016
PHAEDRUS
Its time…. He’s tense at first not sure what to make of the whole thing. Not sure how to start, or what to do. Then again there was no point to worrying about such things if indeed he was intending on saying anything… especially when no one was present to hear it. So this is where he starts, first he calls for New Romantics, but then when he realizes how long it would take by calling each individual name, he changes his approach and trumpets a call through the land announcing his presence, and hoping that they would all show up, including Josie.
As each come out of the woodwork, and each make themselves known near the creek he stands the large willow draping curtains around their group. He takes a deep breath before letting it out. Uncertainty wreaking havoc in his mind. This would be a new thing for him. And new was never a good thing, he didn’t know what to expect, he had never addressed a group before in his life, never had he any experience asserting leadership. No this was all new, and with a so much confidence, with such a need to be certain before he spoke, even in normal conversation, this was unfamiliar territory. He shifts letting the introductions, and occasional hello’s, the foals to calm themselves, and for them all to become comfortable with one another before he begins.
His first words are tense with nerves, maybe a little higher than his normal droning voice. Thank you all for coming He swallows cotton, as his tongue is to thick, and his throat to dry. I called for this meeting for several reasons, the first one being about Josie. He turns his gaze to the filly he had come to know as his daughter. Are you wanting to join a kingdom? Or herd? I am sure that you are ready to begin this decision. He waits for them to start talking, when this part of the discussion dies down, and things are finally decided he continues, as each of you come to decide what it is you desire to do, come and let me know, we will work to get you where you want to go when the time comes. He smiles gently at them, slowly easing into the role he had chosen when he had decided to take up the herd. Again he waits seeing if there were any questions, or curious minds working right then. Also if the adults want to join a kingdom I do encourage that as well.
Secondly, our herd is growing larger, and because of that I am not able to spend nearly as much time regardless of what is going on because of this. While this is a pleasing situation for the Dale, I am sure that the scattered small talk is not nearly enough for each individual present. Josie being such proof, that she is beyond the age that I had intended on helping her learn her way about the world. If another Alpha is present, she can assist in this area, along with finding decent herds to make alliances with to provide good and safe homes for the young that will eventually leave this land. This will provide safety for this herd, but also safety for the others as well, giving our young a chance at a safe place should they choose that lifestyle. Also the Dale has several alliances and possibly expanding their alliances as well, so kingdom choice is not limited either. Also if the Alpha female is able to, she can call you all together to enjoy each other’s company. I want you all to feel comfortable with one another, and able to not have to live in solitude. After all we are all a family here. For these reasons I have been watching over the past years, looking for one that would have enough passion, time, compassion, initiative, and wise thinking to perform these tasks. It’s a heavy load, and one that I don’t want to put on one without careful consideration first. Thus far, Besra has displayed all of these things, and if the rest of you are in agreement I believe that she would be well suited to be entrusted with the care of the herd when I am off on kingdom duties, or otherwise indisposed. As I must confess I cannot keep up with everything all the time. Again he stops, sweat beading on his coat, this was the second time he had been required to speak so much, but it was all necessary and not something that he would begrudge doing. Just he was grateful for the momentary break, waiting for reactions, listening as others gave their input, wondering if there was anyone else that would like to take up the position. Hoping that this would not cause contention within the group. After a decision is arrived on he takes a breath and steps towards the foals reaching out his face to playfully nip and engage them. He includes Josie in this fun, regardless of her age, because he still saw her as his daughter. The bobcat in the trees joins them pouncing next to the nearest foal only to mewl her approval of playtime. She crouches her tail swatting at the grasses and she bats her soft paw towards Josie reminding her that even if she was larger now she was still the same little filly that would curl herself up into the spirit animal.
As each come out of the woodwork, and each make themselves known near the creek he stands the large willow draping curtains around their group. He takes a deep breath before letting it out. Uncertainty wreaking havoc in his mind. This would be a new thing for him. And new was never a good thing, he didn’t know what to expect, he had never addressed a group before in his life, never had he any experience asserting leadership. No this was all new, and with a so much confidence, with such a need to be certain before he spoke, even in normal conversation, this was unfamiliar territory. He shifts letting the introductions, and occasional hello’s, the foals to calm themselves, and for them all to become comfortable with one another before he begins.
His first words are tense with nerves, maybe a little higher than his normal droning voice. Thank you all for coming He swallows cotton, as his tongue is to thick, and his throat to dry. I called for this meeting for several reasons, the first one being about Josie. He turns his gaze to the filly he had come to know as his daughter. Are you wanting to join a kingdom? Or herd? I am sure that you are ready to begin this decision. He waits for them to start talking, when this part of the discussion dies down, and things are finally decided he continues, as each of you come to decide what it is you desire to do, come and let me know, we will work to get you where you want to go when the time comes. He smiles gently at them, slowly easing into the role he had chosen when he had decided to take up the herd. Again he waits seeing if there were any questions, or curious minds working right then. Also if the adults want to join a kingdom I do encourage that as well.
Secondly, our herd is growing larger, and because of that I am not able to spend nearly as much time regardless of what is going on because of this. While this is a pleasing situation for the Dale, I am sure that the scattered small talk is not nearly enough for each individual present. Josie being such proof, that she is beyond the age that I had intended on helping her learn her way about the world. If another Alpha is present, she can assist in this area, along with finding decent herds to make alliances with to provide good and safe homes for the young that will eventually leave this land. This will provide safety for this herd, but also safety for the others as well, giving our young a chance at a safe place should they choose that lifestyle. Also the Dale has several alliances and possibly expanding their alliances as well, so kingdom choice is not limited either. Also if the Alpha female is able to, she can call you all together to enjoy each other’s company. I want you all to feel comfortable with one another, and able to not have to live in solitude. After all we are all a family here. For these reasons I have been watching over the past years, looking for one that would have enough passion, time, compassion, initiative, and wise thinking to perform these tasks. It’s a heavy load, and one that I don’t want to put on one without careful consideration first. Thus far, Besra has displayed all of these things, and if the rest of you are in agreement I believe that she would be well suited to be entrusted with the care of the herd when I am off on kingdom duties, or otherwise indisposed. As I must confess I cannot keep up with everything all the time. Again he stops, sweat beading on his coat, this was the second time he had been required to speak so much, but it was all necessary and not something that he would begrudge doing. Just he was grateful for the momentary break, waiting for reactions, listening as others gave their input, wondering if there was anyone else that would like to take up the position. Hoping that this would not cause contention within the group. After a decision is arrived on he takes a breath and steps towards the foals reaching out his face to playfully nip and engage them. He includes Josie in this fun, regardless of her age, because he still saw her as his daughter. The bobcat in the trees joins them pouncing next to the nearest foal only to mewl her approval of playtime. She crouches her tail swatting at the grasses and she bats her soft paw towards Josie reminding her that even if she was larger now she was still the same little filly that would curl herself up into the spirit animal.
i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must
@[Besra]
@[New Romantics]
@[Vakarian]
@[Zaravich]
@[Gyps]
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Zaravich - 06-16-2016
the words she knows the tune she hums
Zaravich
the tiny dancer
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Josie - 06-16-2016
Josie was just about to cross over the Golden Plains borders, off to explore the Beqana lands when she heard Phaedrus call out her name, to include the others in the kingdom. She lowered her ears and gave a snort awhh mann she mumbled to herself, as she turned around to see what it was Phaedrus called the herd to a meeting for. Raising her ears back up to appear proper in front of the herd, her mother was already there along with a few of the mares that she had never met. She gave a smile and made her way over to her mother and looked over to Phaedrus awaiting the arrival of the remaining equines.
Once everyone arrived he began to discuss the reasons for the meeting, he started off by asking Josie what she wanted to do. To her shock, he must be aware that she was exploring the lands more often. She took a few moments, contemplating what she should say to him. She stepped forward to speak I thought long and hard about this, I truly thought I should go to a herd, but I dont want to just be another herd mare. she paused to scan the mares, who were herd mares before returning her gaze to Phaedrus. I think I would prefer a busy kingdom, one that I can make friends, and stay busy in she gave a nod and stepped back to her place, she was bold and refused to look to the other mares, afraid they would be judging her.
He acknowledge her and moved onto the next task, he wanted to name a lead mare. This was an interesting topic seeming he had a foal with almost every mare here. She intently stared curious to who he chose, Besra he announced. She imagined as much, he seemed most interested in Besra always discussing politics with her. Another reason she did not want to be apart of a herd, the fact that one stallion 'owned' multiple mares and than chose one to crown. She gave a small dip of acknowledgement, she knew that her mother was friends with Besra and probably would not have any disagreements with her being crowned.
He seemed rather uncomfortable with the whole situation and was quick to gladly play with the foals. This was one thing she always appreciated him for, he treated her like his daughter even though she was not by blood. He playfully nipped them and even included her causing her to laugh. She stepped back and allowing him to play with the foals, looking down to Sheba who pounced down from the tree she rested in. Playfully swatting her paw out to Josie, she gently nudged the feline dont forget about me when I leave she quickly whispered to her feline friend. Unlike these foals, she had no one to grow up with so Sheba was her best friend. Josie outgrew the cat in size, but at heart she will always remain her friend. She would have to return and visit just to see her Sheba.
Josie
Like The Dancer Before Me
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Gyps - 06-18-2016
The light that shines so bright
Gyps
Phaedrus x Besra
@Calcifer: I hope you don’t mind the slight powerplay? If so I’ll change and edit things, but they somehow had to arrive there together, so I guess one of us would end up powerplaying anyway xD.
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Besra - 06-20-2016
You were only waiting for this moment
To be free
Besra
ooc: Totally fine Sapphire!
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Vakarian - 06-21-2016
V A K A R I A N
i'd rather be a riot than indifferent
She’s rather surprised when she hears Phaedrus’ voice ringing out across the little territory. Though she’s lived here in the Golden Plains for just over a year now, the black and blue stallion has yet to call all his mares together for a meeting. Well, there’s a first time for everything she supposes …
Nudging the twins along with her, she joins the group quickly, slipping in behind the other mares just in time to hear Phaedrus’ little speech. She doesn’t notice, focused as she is on what Phaedrus has to say, but little Steris hangs back, trying her best to hide herself behind her mother and her brother. The little dark filly tries to make herself as tiny as she possibly can.
Vakarian for her part, simply nods in agreement to what Phaedrus says. Well, the part that actually pertains to herself that is. She doesn’t pay much attention to what the stallion says to the little black filly - it has nothing to do with her after all. But what Phaedrus says about having an Alpha makes sense - since Phaedrus is so often busy with the Dale, it will be a good idea to have another horse in some position of leadership in the herd.
And as the for Alpha herself? Well, Vakarian doesn’t particularly have any designs on the position - she has enough on her hooves with keeping up with the twins. She doesn’t want to have to look after the entire herd as well. So, though she does not know this Besra, beyond having spotted her in the herd land on occassion, she has no issue whatsoever with her being named the Alpha mare. And luckily, the other mare that’s already here seems to have no feelings of opposition either.
As Besra steps forward to speak, Vakarian gives her a bright smile. “Of course.” She bobs her head politely. “I’m Vakarian by the way. Sorry I haven’t introduced myself to any of you yet - it’s been well, a long winter for me, and I’ve been rather busy as of late.” Grinning, she steps back to show the twins, only now noticing how Steris is cowering behind her brother. Strange behaviour for one so young - usually at that age they are silly, open and friendly. But she will not comment on it now. The girl seems nervous enough and she doesn’t want to make it any worse. Instead, she steps back in front of them, and she can hear Steris sigh quietly in relief. “Anyway, I’ll do my best to help when these two aren’t running me off my feet.”
Nudging the twins along with her, she joins the group quickly, slipping in behind the other mares just in time to hear Phaedrus’ little speech. She doesn’t notice, focused as she is on what Phaedrus has to say, but little Steris hangs back, trying her best to hide herself behind her mother and her brother. The little dark filly tries to make herself as tiny as she possibly can.
Vakarian for her part, simply nods in agreement to what Phaedrus says. Well, the part that actually pertains to herself that is. She doesn’t pay much attention to what the stallion says to the little black filly - it has nothing to do with her after all. But what Phaedrus says about having an Alpha makes sense - since Phaedrus is so often busy with the Dale, it will be a good idea to have another horse in some position of leadership in the herd.
And as the for Alpha herself? Well, Vakarian doesn’t particularly have any designs on the position - she has enough on her hooves with keeping up with the twins. She doesn’t want to have to look after the entire herd as well. So, though she does not know this Besra, beyond having spotted her in the herd land on occassion, she has no issue whatsoever with her being named the Alpha mare. And luckily, the other mare that’s already here seems to have no feelings of opposition either.
As Besra steps forward to speak, Vakarian gives her a bright smile. “Of course.” She bobs her head politely. “I’m Vakarian by the way. Sorry I haven’t introduced myself to any of you yet - it’s been well, a long winter for me, and I’ve been rather busy as of late.” Grinning, she steps back to show the twins, only now noticing how Steris is cowering behind her brother. Strange behaviour for one so young - usually at that age they are silly, open and friendly. But she will not comment on it now. The girl seems nervous enough and she doesn’t want to make it any worse. Instead, she steps back in front of them, and she can hear Steris sigh quietly in relief. “Anyway, I’ll do my best to help when these two aren’t running me off my feet.”
covet and azula's diamond armored daughter
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - New Romantics - 06-26-2016
New Romantics
Talk Less, Smile More. Don't Let Them Know What You're Against Or What You're For.
@[Phaedrus]
RE: ALL HERD [MANDITORY] - Phaedrus - 07-10-2016
PHAEDRUS
Life is busy, that has never changed for him. As much as he wanted to remain anti-social, and simply the warrior in the background it seemed that life was slowly pushing him to the head of the same busy hubbub that he used to make snarky comments about others going about and uselessly performing. He didn’t realize it yet, but this would be the second of many speeches, and diplomatic serves for his kingdom, and herd. The Falls queen had been the first, each discussion had piled from one to the other. Each as necessary as the last. It wasn’t that all the talking was not profitable, because that it seemed to be in abundance. It was just that he wanted to stay in the background and be the quiet soul that never said a word.
The first to join him is Zaravich, and Josie. He smiles to them both in greeting. Then as each come out and greet each other, or in some cases stay behind their mother’s tail, he can’t help but notice Steris’ discomfort. Something else that he worries about. Josie mentions that she is making her own choice and this he respects; in acknowledgement he nods to her with a smile of pride. The talking continues and every so often he glances in Roma’s direction longing for her to join them, but he understands her desire for distance. Still he makes a mental note in the back of his mind to visit her again later after the foals have had their time. He can see the closeness they keep with their mothers, while some might take it as a bad sign, he took it as a way to see how good these mothers were. Finally, its finished, there was no disagreement, and no tension. The relief is visible in his muscles as he saunters down to the foal’s level. He nips gently at Gyps’ crest You’re it. He takes off at a trot spinning back around to see them all.
He still notices that even with the fun Steris stays next to her mother, and Wolfish remains protectively by Steris. He couldn’t be more proud of his son than in that moment, everything he could ever want to teach a boy was being shown in that moment. He turns attention back to the others Rustic chasing after him in that moment catches him just as he is about to turn around. She giggles nipping at his mane You’re it He smirks a glint of mischief in his eye before he takes after Clarisse.
However, its Sheba that takes care of the lonely ones, exactly as she was supposed to do. Or so he thought. She flips her ears back at Josie’s comment You will come visit us, or I’ll come out after you. She states it with an unmistakable edge of defiance in her voice. Then she takes note of Gyps. You know she reminds me of you at one point. She was referring to being alone, and scared, and in need of a friend. Nudging Josie to follow her and head towards the foal Sheba sits in front of Gyps with a cheesy grin. Even if there was a mare that would help with leading the herd, Sheba would still believe herself queen, and the center of all’s attention no matter the circumstances. Gyps, you should meet Josie. She flicks her tail back and forth with a deep throated purr, hoping that she could be the same friend to Gyps that she had been to Josie, and continue to be of course. Because there was no way that any of them were going to find another that could replace her.
The first to join him is Zaravich, and Josie. He smiles to them both in greeting. Then as each come out and greet each other, or in some cases stay behind their mother’s tail, he can’t help but notice Steris’ discomfort. Something else that he worries about. Josie mentions that she is making her own choice and this he respects; in acknowledgement he nods to her with a smile of pride. The talking continues and every so often he glances in Roma’s direction longing for her to join them, but he understands her desire for distance. Still he makes a mental note in the back of his mind to visit her again later after the foals have had their time. He can see the closeness they keep with their mothers, while some might take it as a bad sign, he took it as a way to see how good these mothers were. Finally, its finished, there was no disagreement, and no tension. The relief is visible in his muscles as he saunters down to the foal’s level. He nips gently at Gyps’ crest You’re it. He takes off at a trot spinning back around to see them all.
He still notices that even with the fun Steris stays next to her mother, and Wolfish remains protectively by Steris. He couldn’t be more proud of his son than in that moment, everything he could ever want to teach a boy was being shown in that moment. He turns attention back to the others Rustic chasing after him in that moment catches him just as he is about to turn around. She giggles nipping at his mane You’re it He smirks a glint of mischief in his eye before he takes after Clarisse.
However, its Sheba that takes care of the lonely ones, exactly as she was supposed to do. Or so he thought. She flips her ears back at Josie’s comment You will come visit us, or I’ll come out after you. She states it with an unmistakable edge of defiance in her voice. Then she takes note of Gyps. You know she reminds me of you at one point. She was referring to being alone, and scared, and in need of a friend. Nudging Josie to follow her and head towards the foal Sheba sits in front of Gyps with a cheesy grin. Even if there was a mare that would help with leading the herd, Sheba would still believe herself queen, and the center of all’s attention no matter the circumstances. Gyps, you should meet Josie. She flicks her tail back and forth with a deep throated purr, hoping that she could be the same friend to Gyps that she had been to Josie, and continue to be of course. Because there was no way that any of them were going to find another that could replace her.
i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must