all of us have a hero and a villain in us
archam
Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
Evil by night, Kind during Day-[Ygritte, Any]
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03-20-2016, 09:20 AM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE The scent of crisp air was thicker today as autumn slowly turned her face away from Beqanna as winter drove her selfishly away. The chirp of birds gave way to the echo caws of crows as the black birds settle in baring branches like nosey vultures waiting for their next meal to collapse and perish. Ygritte was not fond of the seasonal change. She much more preferred the burst of colors that spring and summer offered. She like the way the sun dappled her bay coat as it kissed the green foliage of the trees above. The gentle touch of the weeping willow was a sensation she was missing already when she played hide and seek with her twins over the summer. On this day, the mare decides to leave the comfort of the Falls and go for a walk, a little quiet time. Honey hued pools glancing from time to time, observing the change with a bit of a frown. There were a few other bodies mingling about but most paired off as with autumn came estrus but Ygritte did not fear for her safety though she did keep a tail tightly clamped over her hind end. The reds and golds were giving way to brown and the flower crowned mare decide it would not do. No, she needed colors and life. With a bit of concentration, the small patch of dirt in which she stood shifted slightly as small blades of vibrant green grass sprouted under her. A tree to her left shook to life as it straightened , the limbs unfurling with thick emerald leaves. Small nameless wildflowers sprouted between the hooves of the bay and salmon mare and this made the frown reverse and curl to a pretty smile. She knew that the land would return to what it once was when she left the small circular snatch of earth but for now, it was a tiny spring haven. The crowned head dips now to clip lightly at the blades, brushing aside the tiny wildflowers with little huffs from the coral tinted maw. Ygritte.
03-23-2016, 06:50 PM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE There was always a little thrill felt in her breast when she came across a new face. There was always a little spark between the exchange of names and the simple questions but on different degrees. The bay and coral woman really enjoyed meeting new equines, learning their stories. Experiences were not something to be bought or paid in coy smiles. It took an earnest ear and a genuine appreciate for the story teller. This day was be no different. There just happens to be a rather tall stallion standing among the crinkled brown leaves, giving the mare quite a spook! She had been intently occupied with her ability to grow and manipulate plants that she practically runs into the stallion. Oh goodness Ygritte! With wide eyes she gives a small cry- oh! -then suddenly bursts into laughter. The tones are a pure delight, peals of the silvery tones echoing lightly with the soprano vocals. "So sorry!" She speaks the two words quickly as her laughter boils down to a light chortle. "It's nice to meet you, Archam. I'm Ygritte." She gives him a small smile after a flick up the skull moves her coral tresses from her amber view. " My home is the Falls..." She gives a little nod as to punctuate the statement. "Do you know of it?" Her inquiry is simple enough, lobes flickering within the flower crown as her attention is given to him Ygritte.
03-26-2016, 10:46 AM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE The bay roan male made an apology for startling Ygritte but she waved it away with a toss of the flowered skull. She offers a bit of a smile as lobes catch his words, listening to his voice. Amber pools move her his frame, noting it's shape and size. He is taller than the bay woman but he appears to not use it as an advantage. He speaks of his roaming ways. He tells of a lass that was in tow and Ygritte would not allow them to be without. Ygritte indeed was a young mother and understood the perils of child birth and the danger that mare and child could face without stability of a herd or kingdom. "Archam, if you would like, please come to the Falls with your mare. You are both more than welcome there." Tones are low but firm as she watches the stallion's features, her own eyes wide and concerned. "The Falls is a small kingdom but we are close. The others would love to see new faces among the land of healing waters. There are even children there for your new babe to make friends with." The small smile that toys across the salmon lips blooms across her face, genuine and fresh as she awaits his answer. Ygritte.
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