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Post by ♥/tiyre on Jan 11, 2006 0:21:13 GMT -5
Jet black arabian entered the terra. A cliff, and the ocean... The Ocean Cliff. Here was where she was supposed to be, supposed to go. Perhaps someone would come, a stallion who would have her with him. Perhaps. Hopefully. The Wolf's sharp teeth were hidden from view, her ice blue orbs were watching the world. She nickered gently, slowing to a stop. Soon she would have a place to call her own. |
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Post by wolf2 on Jan 14, 2006 19:19:38 GMT -5
The painted shire mare walked along the cliff, no where near the edge. She was taking a stroll away from the shores for a while. Curse had won the lands, and her daughter was now lead mare. She felt so happy for her daughter, Magic...soon she would foal with her mate as well. Feather's painted body hauled as she lay eyes on a black mare. She stood there, scanning the mare over, and then decided to speak.
"I'm Feather..."
Her tone rang aloud, Feather was some what of an out-going horse...that thought kindly about all but her father...
-Feather has left all posts in the shore right now-
-No muse...-
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Jan 14, 2006 19:57:41 GMT -5
Black hued cranium turned towards the painted mare. Feather, she called herself. That wasn't surprising. Her hooves had feathers... why not her name? Ookami's name was wolf. But her name was in a different language, one so that few new it's meaning. The smaller mare dipped her head, keeping her eyes on the giant mare. Snow white lashes closed and parted as her head lifted.
"Watashiwa Ookami desu,"
she replied. Most stumbled at the thought of pronouncing such a foriegn sentence, but it was not foreign to her. The tongue was what she had grown up with. She always responded first with her tongue, but then added, as though an afterthough, in the tongue that most recognized.
"I am Ookami." |
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Post by lazy wolf on Jan 15, 2006 9:31:48 GMT -5
-Her names feather, Me Wolf...That's me dog in my siggy-
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Jan 15, 2006 17:03:11 GMT -5
((sorry-I was typing this on1 hour of sleep... my brothers had a sleepover, and they *cough* attempted to pull tricks on me  )) |
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Post by wolf2 on Jan 15, 2006 19:15:00 GMT -5
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Feather's Mitch-Match ears swerved around to listen for the mare's reply. Ookami, that was her name...something Feather had never heard of. Did it mean anything? It was so unusual, and interesting. Much for interesting than Feather, or she thought so. Feather's painted hide looked like that of a Gypsy Vanner, but she was a shire mare. Her mother had been just the same way, and her brother was black. Feather remembered her mother's death, killed by her father...the shrilling cry that left her mother...then when she looked the puddle of blood from her skull, Feather shivered.
"Ookami, such an interesting name. Does it mean something?"
She realized her question was rude, and seemed nosy.
"Sorry, I've never heard such a calling...but it's quite beautiful..."
She took a few steps back, get she messed up. Feather didn't fear mares, or stallions...but she knew that a horse was capable of such things...like her father. Had she messed up a chance for a friend? Speaking of friends...where was Primanka? She hadn't seen Prim in a long time...
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Jan 16, 2006 12:05:02 GMT -5
Ookami nodded, her neck high and proud. Mouth opened to reveal sharp teeth, like those of the late Ardraline.
"My name, Feather... Ookami means Wolf. It's in my first tongue, my native tongue - Japanese."
Each even silable reflected time spent with both the wolves and in Japan. Every movement was fluid, every touch of her hoof upon the ground soft. Muscles rippled under her jet pelt. Ice blue eyes watched the painted mare, waiting for her next words. [/color][/size] |
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Post by wolf2 on Jan 17, 2006 19:23:56 GMT -5
Japanese? The mare was Japanese? Feather had never met a equine of Japanese heritage, never. This was so new to her...a mare from Japan. Not that she found it funny or anything just so intriging...
" Japanese...you come from Japan? I come from a salty water marsh, that is before I came here..."
Her lyrics told of her own past, but not the pain encountered...she hardly ever told anyone that. Prim new...but she was gone. How had she gotten here? That must have been quite a journey...Japan. Her name was Wolf also, one of Feathers likings. This mare also looked like Prim...just a different coat color...
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Jan 18, 2006 18:55:35 GMT -5
A bob of the head was Ookami's reply. Her second was easier to read.
"No, I do not come from Japan... My father and mother both did, but they left a while ago. Mother named me, but it was not Ookami. Ookami is not my first name, but it is my true name, for I lived with the wolves..."
The words drifted to an end as she watched the painted mare, much like her own mother. But that mattered not. Her mother was gone. She was dead. She had died when Ookami had started to think of leaving. Or so the black mare thought... She knew nothing of Tsuki. Quiet sigh escaped Ookami as she remembered both her mother and father, proud beings, now merely white bones, parched by the bitter sun. [/center][/size] |
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Post by wolf2 on Jan 18, 2006 20:11:14 GMT -5
The shire mare felt some-what embarrassed, and she looked down. So the mare's parents where from Japan...and she had lived with wolves. Feather marveled at her new words...living with wolves. That must have been interesting.
"What was it like with the wolves?"
She asked then realized she was playing twenty questions.
"Sorry, I am being rude...it's just not every day i meet a new equine...My dear friend Primanka has been missing for some time...and it gets lonely for my daughter is growing up as well...."
She looked across the cliff, and gazed into the ocean. Worries of her friend roamed in her head. Where was she? Was she alright? Feather didn't know...but she hoped so...
She let her white tassels droop to cover her icy blues, and her long white feathers blew in a slight breeze which came along. Slowly it began to cool, and the sun began to drift away...soon the stars would burn and the night would dwell upon the earth once more.
"I must go now...I want to make sure my daughter is ok..."
Feather walked slowly away...she wanted to talk with Magic.
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Post by umani on Feb 26, 2006 5:29:07 GMT -5
A black mare stepped up just as the painted on left and shifted her hooves when she saw another mare. She swiveled her head around and looked straight at her through narrow eyes, scrutinizing her. When she had decided that she was safe she nickered, "Hey, er Ookami I hear. I am Zephyr. i have heard of your heritage and am very familiar with it. I do not know why, it might be because I haven't the slightest idea who my parents are." She turned herhead away and mumbled under her breath. She alwys had tlked too much and now wasn't an excuse.
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Post by ♥/tiyre on Mar 1, 2006 19:40:03 GMT -5
{I have stopped playing Ookami, because I have completely no muse at all for her. Sorry.}
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