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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 16:59:24 GMT -5
As the night slowly turned to day, Native reentered the kland she once knew well. Her daggers pressed into the earth. once her, Vinco announced his love to her, and she to him, but then..she had to leave..she just left, not saying why..but she had to. He deserved better then a fae like her. At least thats what she thought.
Her daggers uprroted the ground she persed on. Her orbs focused forward. Her heart was racing her head in a game of both love and confused. She wasn't sure she should havecome back, but she wanted too. Her banner and tasseel snapped like an iced whip on the ground. Her placement of the daggers seemed to make a different noise then once heard before, and of course, a small storm follwed. She seemed to go where it went..or rather, it seemed to got with her.
Native halted....ontop a hill, the cavern where he announced it. A soft, meek smile lifted to her maw, as she let out a whinny for him. She let it out loud, but yet, very soft and polite.
Vonco...please..tell me you are here..i haven't come al the way here to talk to no one!
She laughed at her own voice. She hadn;t heard his name sound funnier then when she said it. Slowly, she tramped down the hill, not only lokking for him, but others aswell. Last time..she wasn't so welcomed..... |
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 18:05:59 GMT -5
- You'll be welcomed warmly.. Kinda... There's no one still here except Beauty xP -
The hession's nares flared as a strangely familiar scent was carried to him. He snorted, shaking the ebon cords from his optics, thinking he was just hallucinating. But.. What if.. What if he wasn't? What if Native Storm, his beloved lost fae, had indeed come back? He tried to shake the thought from his head, but no such think could be done as the sound of Native's angelic whinny reached his harks.
Daggers struck the ground with a steady 3 beat as he began to travel t'wards the call, just before hearing the words of his femme from not far off. He let out a shrill whinny, one resembling the sound of a playful colt as his steady 3 beat turned into a raging gallop, carrying him swiftly across the meadows of his acreage.
Suddenly... Vinco's daggers brought him to a tearing halt, dust being formed into a cloud up around his bodice. Why had she left in the first place.. And should he be glad now if she was back, and it wasn't that he was completely going crazy with all the confusion that had been caused? If he still loved her, he would.. But he wasn't sure now, not when she'd gone off without saying a word to him. He'd been certain something had happened to her, and he hated himself for letting that 'something' happen..
A harsh, slightly angry-sounding snort was released from his paperthins. You could see his breath easily as he exhaled, standing stone-still as if he couldn't move..
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 18:12:41 GMT -5
Native stood, though dust and other crap in her eyes, she could see the outline of his figure. It hadn't deed changed. Soft, small tears came to her eyes. Small, but very, very there. (Weird sentence, lol). A soft, petet whinny cam from her maw.
Vinco..I am sorry..... The words were barley hearable, they were o soft after all. She wanted to go near him, but she hung her dial low. She was embarressed of the leaving. But she woudn't say anyhting. Thick dust lingered in the air, making all visions hard for her to see. She couldn't tell if his expression was happy, angrered..or anything else.
Vinco......? |
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 18:22:00 GMT -5
Crown was lowered, turned away from the femme as he closed his eyes, listening to the words that were released from her kissers. A few moments passed, before Vinco raised his dial yet again, but this time being held high in pride.
His stilts began to carry him toward her, his auds pricked as if nothing was wrong or had happened. He stopped slightly beside her, and slowly reached out, his maw nuzzling her withers, yet no words came from his maw.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 18:24:49 GMT -5
Vinco.. And there..again..the same feeling. The feeling that he deserved better, much better then a simplton (hehe) like her. She loward, and slipped away.
I came to announce I was back...but this is too hard for me. You deserve better then me! Tears came as she spoke this. And she turned.
If you need me....ever again, I will be talking to the new comer.....He wants you..I shall telll him your on your way.
Native had flet more like she owed him the very first time she met him..She did love him, she knew that! But..she...uit...it was so hard to understand. |
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 18:32:46 GMT -5
Vinco's head fell back to a more normal position as he heard her words, and guilt and pain came rushing back to him. He quickly turned to cut her off, not able to look her in the eye.
"I don't deserve better than you. If I did... Then why do I still have no one to call my own?" he asked, although he wished he hadn't as he realized how it must have sounded. He wished she'd understand that he really thought she was the one for him.. And he wanted to make it so that was true.
"The way I felt about you before you left hasn't changed.."
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 18:35:52 GMT -5
I know...but..just...uh..
Her head fell low as she laughed to herself.
Come on...No one else? there has been no one that fancyed your mind? (I have ALWAYS wanted to say that!)
She laughed at herself and stupidity. It was weird., Having to be able to laugh aghain in such a long time. |
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 18:44:40 GMT -5
Dial shot up again, his optics watching her in wonder. Why was she laughing?.. Maybe she didn't get how he really felt about her.
"I would stay loyal to you.. Even if you never returned," he spoke, banner falling back across his optics, shielding them if tears threatened.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 18:48:59 GMT -5
Her mood shifted suddenly.
And I would you..But..see..you deserve someone more like you..don't you think? SOmeone proper...brought up right. I have not been brought up that way..ever. I can;t say, "M'lord, welcome". Or anyhting like that..Im let loose too much..and thats bad, because the more I want to be with you, the more I know I can't be.
Her tears streamed down, trying to fight them back but she was weak enough. How oculd such a royal love her? a scrawny little nothing? |
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 19:33:53 GMT -5
"You don't get it, do you..." he let is voice trail off, his eyes finally looking deep into hers, just hoping, wishing she would understand.
"It has nothing to do with how you were brought up.. Or how you talk.. You are who you are and that's something I love about you...." he paused for a minute. "But maybe you're right.. You should be with someone that won't put you in such danger, but I wish you'd know that I'd give all this up if I could, if it meant I could be with you." he added, stareing at her like somehow that would make her understand.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 21:29:33 GMT -5
You're right..i don't get it. I want to be with you..but I am afriad..that it won;t work out...arn;t you afraid? We are so different, but drawn together... She finally spoke it. She was truely afraid of what might happen.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 21:42:53 GMT -5
"Yea.. I guess I am.. But how will we know if we don't give it a chance?" he asked, stepping closer to her, his maw raising and touching her cheek so tenderly.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 21:45:41 GMT -5
I guess you are right....No, you are right. yes, thats it. But, before we do anyhting...I am gonna teach you a few things! Native smiled happily, and a little playfully as well.
You ready? She asked , already in her reayd postion. Which was standing on all fours, looking like she was about to punce.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 21:50:00 GMT -5
He tossed his dial into the hair, freeing his optics from his cords yet again. He walked around Native, nipping her rear gently. "What do you plan on showing me, lovely one?.." he said with a hint of a mocking tone in his voice.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 21:52:25 GMT -5
Well..lets see. Lords are supposed to be good at everything..Lets see if you have a little bit of running left in you. Catch me, and you win something.... She kept the something to herself and started galloping around playfuly.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 22:01:35 GMT -5
His teeth were unsheathed again as he tried once more to nip the rump of the fae, but failed. He whinnied lightly, tossing his dial lightly as he reared slightly, then chased after her.
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Post by /(Native_Storm)\ on Feb 17, 2006 22:03:22 GMT -5
She whinnied as she laughed, turning fast, making hard to get.
(bleh bleh, my posts are lame!)
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 17, 2006 22:20:06 GMT -5
Vinco followed for a little while, but suddenly spun around infront of her, and pushed her gently on the withers successfully. He whinnied, rearing up with a toss of his dial, his banner blowing into the wind.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 18, 2006 13:22:48 GMT -5
Faint hoofbeats were heard as the two came galloping in. Viola at her side, Beauty stopped when she saw Vinco and Native. "Native, you're back!"Beauty exclaimed happily. "Native!" Viola chimed happily.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 18, 2006 17:37:19 GMT -5
Hession's flints instantly resettled back to the acreage as his harks picked up the sound of Beauty and her daughter. Optics glanced in the direction of the hoofbeats, ebon cords masking his face from them.
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