11-02-2015, 07:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-02-2015, 10:48 PM by Nymphetamine.)
 Like a thorn to the holy ones The meadow was swept over by a cool breeze making the blood bay stallion's mane whip around his muscular neck. This place was new, exciting and different. It had been a long journey to find a new safe haven, or at least the possibility of it. Nymphetamine looked around at the activity, clusters of beasts stood around. His spires caught singular words, a phrase if he was lucky, but the breeze made it nearly impossible to know from which cluster they came. The blood stallion was young just two years old; old enough to start his own life, but young enough to not quite know where he fit. Most souls the young stag came across took him for naive, thinking he would be taken as a fool. His confidence held in stature and mind was no farce. His wanders soul knew more than many his age, he was proud of that, if not occasionally cocky. The grass wasn't quite lush beneath his dark daggers, the crisp spring ground was about to burst but the sweet spring grasses were not in full effect. It was fitting. Spring is the new beginning of the earth, and here he was new lands, new beasts, new start. Nymphetamines dark maw flicked into a wry smirk and he shook his head as his thoughts whirled. How superb, my life is so cliche The blood bay shook to shake the ridiculous light fanfare from his mind and walked further into the meadow. If this was going to be home, he night as well get to know the inhabitants. He had passed up many other lands with herd of different sorts, none feeling...right. The deep pools of his eyes scanned around as he waited for an open conversation, knowing not to butt in, not when he is too new, with maybe no souls to have his back. Some stallions are so touchy, you say ''Hello" and they act like you got all up on their lady beast. Nymphetamine, held his head high, letting his frame show his youth and confidence. Not to be cocky, but to attract attention, show he was here and open to conversation. He had met a sandy stallion with wisdom in his eyes beyond that of his body. He was nice fellow, but Nymphetamine was still mulling over his offer. Decisions are hard to make when the world is so unknown. So now, I guess I wait. Father always said the people worth talking to seek you out. [ooc] random Q do people still use italics for thoughts? that was common at my last site, but i haven't played in a while, so if it isn't a thing I will switch it up. I don't want to confuse people when i RP with them. The Puppet Master: Nymphetamine They see him: Blood Bay Ghosts within: Alkah-teke x Arabian They Run From Him at: 16.2 He’s made it this far: 2 years Remember him by: He will always be a bit of a wander, and if he does settle down to one place or with one fae it will be later in life. He is sly and outgoing, and cares very much about family and keeping his word. He doesn't remember much of his family, but knows the fact he made it here to,well he isn't quite sure where here is, because of the sacrifice his parents made. Nymphetamine is the some of a pirate, if you will. The kind of horse that wanders into luck and fortune and seems to know the minute mischief is in the air. His father wasn't one to settle down either- until he met his mother. A fierce tongued fae with a dark heart, she understood and maybe even loved his father's distant, detached ways. Nymphetamine was very much a mix of his parents, fierce tongued and independent with a lucky streak to pull him through during rough times--or maybe stir things up. Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain.... So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above onto me? For once upon a time On the binds of your lowliness I could always find the slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discoulours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter... Nymphetamine HTML Copyright To Tay. |