Beginning of the Return (open to everybody!)

Thu Jan 01, 1970 2:00 am

OOC<br>
All the creatures used as steeds can not be mind read by anybody. So if your character is telepathic or empathic and reaches out to them, he or she will only sense a vague presence of being, nothing more. Thanks.<br>
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To the north of Mithren territory the smoky mist stretched, flowing from the mountains, though anything but natural. From the mists came galloping runners, swooping fliers, and leaping creatures, most bearing a rider on their back, almost all with pitch black empty eyes.<br>
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Onto forest ground they charged, following the lead of a black stallion with eyes as red as his rider's clothing. Directly following the black steed came a lavender (<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> ) mare, flying above ad carrying a giggling little dark skinned girl of about five. Behind them came the army, the riders mostly silent as they obeyed orders uttered from the man in red.<br>
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Moving through the forest they eventually slowed down, and the mare dove to the ground, landing smoothly and gracefully, tucking her wings to her sides almost before touching the ground. Turning her head to the man on the black stallion she stepped in their way, <strong>"Here, here."</strong> No more did she say, but her eyes were distant, almost distracted. Looking up to the huge ancient trees she almost cowered, then shook her head as the girl on her back patted her neck. Standing straight and strong again the mare directed her now empty gaze back towards the army's leader.<br>
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<strong>"The forest remembers her,"</strong> Willow, the little girl, commented cheerfully, <strong>"It won't bother us."</strong> And as she sad those words a wind more forceful that a simple breeze shook the branches above, making it sound like the trees themselves howled and groaned.

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Post by **Barbannis** » Thu Jan 01, 1970 2:00 am

The footsteps were heavy as the groupoed figures pushed into the edge of the forest, leaving the lost fields behind them. The horses moved through slowly as the riders themselves watched out, their long blades in their hands. The undead along the ground moved slowly through the grass, moving around the large trees as they took in their new surroundings, some stopping and looking up the taller trees, remembering the last time they had actually been in the forest ... when they had burned many of these trees to the ground. But now it was different, the forest seemed weaker then before ... <br>
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Alturiak pushed through the branches with his blade as he approached where Willow and the others had stopped, he pushed through the large bushes, his horse slowing at the sight of the others. Its armor was black, covered in long horns and spikes, its eyes lifeless ... empty and lost ... Alturiak stopped as about ten or so undead infantry stopped behind him, the rest of the army a little distance back ...<br>
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At the sight of Willow once more, Alturiak bowed his head, his sword at his side, his hands twitching ... Bright red globes of red glowing within his eye sockets ...

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Post by **FearWolf** » Thu Jan 01, 1970 2:00 am

A powerfully built buckskin horse walked into the clearing already knowing what he would see. And he was not dissapointed. An enormous crowd was gathered indeed but his senses actually seemed to underestimate the exact number. But little suprise showed on his big face as he trotted forwards, entering the group from the side, making an easy cut to the very front of the creatures. As if they had noticed him arrive, he seemed very out of place as he was a very large equine. Then something he should have noticed long ago became apparent to him. The equines in front of him, the leaders he had assumed, were nothing more than mindless mounts! His large black jaw dropped a bit. And the one particularly stunning female drew his attention the most. And atop her back.......Willow. He blinked. Still there. His nostrils quivered. It was unnatural. It was terrible. The quivering turned into a blow, a snort escaped his nose as he watched. The mare hardly moved. <br>
He shook his head ever so slightly, as one may do in disbelief. His eyes showed him all the other mounts with their riders perched on them. Why were they letting them do that? His skin shook unvoluntarily as he imagined the sensation of a rider. A hoof came down hard upon the ground as his tension rose. Already he was gathering more attention. But as he dwelled in the terribleness of the situation something else came to mind. The little green haired girl before him was the center of his thoughts. He was remembering the time that her hand...so small and strange, had touched him. His leg felt tingly where she had touched it...so long ago. It was as if she was still petting it right now. He swallowed. He could understand. He would have to accept it. But he would not let himself be mounted. He made himself notice that the horses all seemed to be mindless. With voids in their eyes, and dulled senses. They hardly seemed alive. This cheered him a little, but it did not stop the shiver that ran the length of his neck, making his toss his mane uncomfortably. <br>
<em> I am not a steed. </em> He told himself mentally. <br>
And with his thoughts hardly more sorted than when he arrived, the great beast waited to be greeted.

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Post by **Windra** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 4:14 am

<span style="color:olive;"><div style="text-align:center">Pain flew up and down the beast's forelimbs as he made his way down the mountain path and after the winged unicorn, growling softly in anticipation to the up and coming battle that was undeniably inevitable. Yet he enjoyed the pain and savored it, ignoring it at the same time. He had felt worse, much much worse, and as he crawled and slithered his way down the path he did all he could to jam his talons into the earth harder, causing more pain to course its way up his legs. The only rason for the hurt was because his talons had been driven into rough rock...and even if they were thick, a bone that is chipped feels much more than nothing at all.<br>
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SNarling as he came upon the forest with the others, Verierre cast a quick glance around, nothing all of the others around him and taking up his position, watching. He rumbled in wry amusement at the girl's words. <br>
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<strong>It remembers her now...but soon...,</strong> he began, hastily cutting himself off lest the forest should hear what he said. A venemous glint of fangs appeared in his mouth, and his tongue flickered out of that giant maw of his, lined with noxious liquid.</div></span>

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Post by **Toadie** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 5:13 am

Töd walked down with the rest, follow many strides behind and thinking to herself. She was wearing to Evil garb still, and planned to keep it on for many days. She wasn't in the best of moods. She heard Willow's words, and nearly despised them, but then thought of their true meaning, and understood that the Mare would help them. She grinned and stayed with the group.<br>
Kaida trotted along, near the middle of the group saying nothing to anyone. She wanted blood, and it would soon come, she hoped.<br>
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OOC: Sorry for shortness. Lack of time.

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Post by **Emilio230** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 6:02 am

One silent and steadfast as a tree itself stood hidden from the view of Willow, Tod, and the others. This figure knew of the coming battle, but planned on taking no part in it. War, after all, was pointless, she reminded herself. And appearing to be a tree had it's advantages, too.

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Post by **The Wings Of Fate** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 6:30 am

A small body pushed through the ranks of creatures. Bo's hands scrabbled at flesh and armour, cursing as her clothes got caught on a claw or heel. Finally, daintly stepping out before Gaeva and the girl, Bo twisted her hair behind her ears before looking on expectantly. <br>
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<strong>"I want something to fly on,"</strong> Demanded Bo, eyes flicking to Mare and all beasts. Spindly nails itched at her hips as she awaited an answer.

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Post by **Shadow Ravenclaw** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 7:06 am

<div style="text-align:center"><span style="color:black;">Shadow landed shortly after the violet mare did, his wings swiftly snapping to his sides. Amber eyes looked to those in charge briefly, but he wanted information. What were the plans? His mind reached out, most of the steeds and their riders, they had nothing more than a sense of being. <em>Unusual...</em> he thought silently, his thoughts blocked from those with developed minds. Talons dug into the earth and the equine sized beast sat... waiting as they spoke, his form and soul eager for a battle...</span><br>
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<span style="color:maroon;">Tahjatte had been comfortably perched on a stray boulder for a few minutes before the crowd began to gather once more. A deadly tipped tail idly tapped the hard surface as it waited and listened, it too was eager for blood shed. Even though it's killed many creatures before, another battle was always welcome. Ruby orbs scanned the arriving beings as a forked tongue added to the information it had gathered previously. As Bo spoke a memory ran through its head, it's had riders before, but often they never returned to their headquarters because of their ignorant and stubborn nature. The abomination grinned at the thought as its mind traveled back to the present. <em>Foolish humans.</em> It thought blandly, the grin still on it's maw.</span></div><br>
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Post by **dizydaisy69** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 7:52 am

With little effort Kali perches in a tree above the army that is gathering from the mountains. <br>
<From here we should have a decent vantage point> she mumbles to herself<br>
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<Yes, but what about our own little army?> She hisses back<br>
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<They will come in due time> she reassures herself.<br>
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Not quite understanding what is going on Kali stays in the tree and just observes. Her wings are not folded back, instead they are spread out ready to glide down if this little girl decides to tell her what to do. <br>
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<span style="color:yellow;">Not knowing exactly why, the white unicorn enters teh forest. As soon as Dizy enters she is immediatly hit with an overwhelmingly strong evil force that is undeniably dangerous. Having felt it growing steadily sinse she arrived, this does not take her by surprize. <br>
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Dizy cautiously trots around the forest as all of a sudden she stops abruptly and stares at the sky. Off in the distance she sees many evil creatures approaching in mass numbers. Paralyzed with fear she does not move, all she can do is stand and watch.</span>

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Post by **Calumbidarae** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 8:14 am

Darkember panted as he arrived, his pink tongue sticking out as if he were a dog, though he feared those above much else. He shook himself and sat up on his hind legs to get a better view of the evil army and the little girl who's daddy was leading. The raccoon's black paws played with the necklace of golden feathers around his neck, his attention elsewhere.

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Post by **Christian Alone** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 10:18 am

Christians wide wings beat the wind as he flew gracefully through the sky. The hulking trees beneath him were a sight for sore eyes. As he begun a dive down towards the canopy, he noticed a huge moving mass off in the distance. <br>
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<em>"Strange"</em> thought Christian. <em>"Like a flowing river, yet made up of anything but water"</em><br>
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He flew towards it, his huge black angel's wings carrying him quickly, his long sword firmly attached at his belt. As he closed in, it all dawned on him. He hung in the air for a moment, staring at the massive army. Slowly, a smile broke his lips, his sharp thangs almost fully exposed. Christian spoke aloud to himself.<br>
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<strong>"The call of battle is most tempting indeed, and I hear the call as clearly as a mountain river"</strong><br>
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Christian descended from the sky, landing a fair distance away from the army, his boots crunching on the ground below. The army looked like a huge, dark patch off in the distance. Christians hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and the wide smile turned to a concentrated smirk. He stood, watching the army of in the distance, waiting...

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Post by **WeissHunter** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 3:46 pm

The black dragonic angel landed a clearing not too far from the gathering point of their little 'group'. Swiftly walking towards the actual spot of the gathering, his eyes landed on a familar stallion. "Well... what do we have here? Nice to see you again Wildmerow." Verloren's eyes danced with a sense of mischivness. He looked into the edge of the stallion's mind and could tell that he was uneased with the current situation. After all, he knew that Wildmerow was not just a common steed and he liked it to be kept that way.<br>
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Verloren's eyes looked towards the direction of the girl named Willow and wondered a little more. What was this girl planning to actually do? His thoughts were disturbed by a sudden wind. His head sharply turned to see his newfound 'companion' coming in for a landing, but this was no ordinary landing.<br>
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<span style="color:red;">As the black angel came in for her landing, black wings spread out to envelop her body. A dark light eerily began to emit from the enclosed body of the black angel. Just as her form was about the hit the ground, the black wings spread out once again to reveal the new form of the black angel. In place of her former dress was that of a black, edge tattered one that was shorter (only being a few inches above her knees). A blood red, thin sash was tied around her waist. She had a pair of tight, dark colored shorts on and a pair of black high heeled boots. Her face had also changed. Her right side bangs were longer now and covered up most of her right eye and the simple look of her eyes... were much more devious. This was the true 'Angel of Death'.</span> <br>
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Flame was satisfied with her new look as she walked towards the gather and glanced over at Verloren with a dark smirk. Verloren did his best to ignore her but it didn't mean that he couldn't help but notice her. Especially in that attire, it was hard not to notice her. Flame sent him a private message that made the other angel quietly cough in surprise. A look of shock was on his face and one could tell... he was going to be far from happy during this war.

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Post by **Darkphoenixfri13** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 4:04 pm

<span style="color:orange;">Alastor had been gliding in the air once he felt better after the big fight from earlier. Blood still stained his feathers in nay places but there were still small areas that retained their orange color. The crimson stained gryphon looked down at the egg he had been nursing... It was actually starting to shake. <strong>~Hm.. He doesn't glow when he moves... hatching time must be around the corner...~</strong> From the corner of his blue and green orbs he saw an army of dark creatures and others. He glided down to a tree and perched up there to get a good vantage point of whats going on.<br>
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<strong>~Whats going on here... Oh please don't let it be another fight...Wait a second.. That Mare... I've heard someone mention her description to me...I thought she had disappeared.. And wh-~</strong> Alastor had leaned too far and the black egg rolled out of the cloth and fell to the ground. <strong>~Crap!~</strong><br>
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The egg began to glow and hovered a few feet above the ground. It then started to move toward the direction of the army. Alastor hissed and yelled a thought.<strong>~Osiris!..Get back here!!...I try and try to avoid conflict but it just comes to me now doesn't it!?~</strong><br>
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The tiger phoegryph jumped down from his perch and swooped stood in front of the egg. The egg stood still and started to move to the side as if it were trying to bypass Alastor. It was caught in the cloth and put around Alastor's thick neck again. A childish groan rang through Alastor's mind. <strong>~....Caring for a child shouldn't be this hard....When they are still an egg!~</strong></span>

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Post by **Hallok** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 4:08 pm

Domnian halted instantly when Gaeva landed infront of him. His moved a little in one place seeming a bit anxious though his mind was undercomplete control. The Ancient creature nodded softly to the words of the Mare and her rider. Then he began to urge with his will and mind for the black unicorn to run Gaeva through with his two foot ivory horn. Some how Domnian resisited, he would not something stronger with in the stallion would not allow it. He reared as he fought the vampire's command, then cam back down and bucked softly but not in an attempt to through Vladimir off.<br>
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Vladimir smiled darkly as he patted the thick neck of the unicorn he road. "Interesting," he whispered softly so only Domnian, Willow, and Gaeva could hear.<br>
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"Now we wait, I cannot say what is needed with out atleast a small crowd of the opposing force if they ever show," his voice was louder and melodic.<br>
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His blue eyes feel on Bo, and he nodded. It would hurt nothing to give the small creature a stead. He turned his head to look over the gathered and gathering forces.."One of you come forth and give this girl a ride, be a stead."<br>
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Domnian whipped his large muscled equine form around putting himself and his rider next to Gaeva. The Unicorn's head dropped as he was commanded the very sharp tip of the horn facing the buck skin horse who was making a fuss. A smirk appeared on the vampire's once emotionless face. Domnian's eyes began to glow brighter more furiously. Vladimir patted Domnian once again easing him from the command slightly..<br>
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"Interesting indeed, just as I thought he might do if I allowed his mind to wake slightly to notice such a thing," speaking only to his stead and the two behind him, he laughed softly, menacing. Now to deal with this, he thought to himself ignoring some of the other mental things he was picking up. "Calm yourself, Wildmerow is it," he questioned as though he didn't know already. "Or death will come knocking sooner for you than it is meant to." <br>
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He smiled evilly and a harsh preasure began forcing itself down upon the male becoming painful and not allowing him to move.."What is your purpose here, are you with us or against us?"<br>
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He knew the vampiric angel was off in the distance and of the white unicorn away from them aswell but they were not proving to much of a bother as of yet.<br>
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Post by **Christian Alone** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 8:18 pm

As Christian stood, looking around himself, the obvious had already dawned on him.<br>
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<em>"There are a lot more of them than there are of you"</em><br>
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Christian let out a little laugh<br>
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<em>"If I have to fight the hordes alone, one sword against 10 thousand, I will do so"</em><br>
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Christian was highly, highly skilled in battle. He was not good at much else, but he excelled at the chance for a fight. The fact that he was a pure Angel brought him the encessary components to look after himself, but when that Vampire bit into him, it turned him into something unbelieveable...<br>
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Christian looked around himself, to see if any other creatures had joined him in the clearing that he stood. It was getting more and more apparant that he may be alone in this one. His mind shurgged, and he stood, stroking the hilt of his sword, letting the fight come to him...

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Post by **Emilio230** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 1:49 am

The tall, tree-like figure walked forward. "Wildmerow. One I have met among millions." she said, smiling rather evily.

<p><span style="color:gray;font-family:Arial;font-size:x-small;"><em><div style="text-align:center">I wear this crown of thorns,<br>
Upon my liar's chair,<br>
Full of broken thoughts, <br>
I cannot repair.<br>
~Hurt</div></em></span><br>
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Post by **The Wings Of Fate** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 1:58 am

Bo chewed on her tongue. Her naked feet shuffled as she scanned the crowd. The girl was so small against these ghastly beasts, but something pulsating within made up for her tiny stature. Licking lips, Bo tread towards Vladimir, her hand brushing the air as she drew before him. <br>
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<strong>"I am Bo."</strong> She announced, her own voice intense and catching the ears of those close. And, whilst expecting a stead to step forward, a familiar scent pierced wind.<br>
<strong>"Tahjatte?"</strong> <br>
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The child scuttled to the Scorpion Hybrid, eyes dancing at the sight of such a grand creature. <br>
<strong>"May I borrow you and your wings, so as to keep up with the march, and to not perish beneath the claws and hooves of these here?"</strong><br>
She swept an arm to the surrounding steads, brow arched at a sudden thought. <br>
<em>Where are you Baerionth?</em>

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Post by **nightwolf714** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 10:02 am

<strong>A bright black and red blur appeared next to the group from the moutains soon after the group landed. A deep growl echoed from his throat. The male wolf looked from one to another, spear tipped tail lashing. </strong>"Next time I'm left, I'm gettin' some heads!" <strong>the teen cursed. Then, settled down, he grined. Besides, the run was nothing to him.<br>
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<em>Bare toes landed gently on the ground as the humaniod landed. A fair hand lifted up and straightened his slivery black hair.</em></strong> "Well, that wasn't so bad a fly." <em><strong>A white dove soon flew to him and landed on his shoulder. Blue grey tail flicked, twirling and untwirling around his leg.</strong><br>
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The large mixed beast flew in the skys, gallopping mostly gracefully. As soon as she landed, she turned into her more familiar striped form. Red and blue eyes glanced over the group before moving away slightly. For once, this was not her fight.</em>

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Post by **Tyecie** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 12:32 pm

Kerce came running up behind an already ground standing demoness. Tenia looked down at him but did not reply. The Hell beast sat back on his haunches and panted. <br>
<<span style="color:green;">Whats going on?</span>> he asked,<br>
<<span style="color:olive;">We are waiting,</span>> she hissed flattly. <<span style="color:olive;">This Child and Man that leads the mindless army has been coming more and more to my attention, but then this is probly the most spineless stench of evil I've ever come across. Most here are blood-thirsty, while others are here to prove something... Tell me Kerce, how many battles have I been through that have been over control of the land, or shown in greater power? What is going to make this one different?</span>><br>
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Kerce looked up at at his mistress,<br>
<<span style="color:green;">You want me to try and answer that?</span>> Tenia grinned but no reply came.

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Post by **Lupin Loki** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 12:51 pm

Flying was so exhilarating words could barely describe it. Sierra’s powerful wing strokes led him towards the forest away from the Meadow of Peace that had become a sort of home for him. Sierra was an adult by the standards of humans, but to many of his kind he was still a child. His wings were tipped with black a herald to his newfound ability. He had taken to the skies on his own, however, not having a father to teach him, as was tradition. <br>
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It had been a painful learning experience but it paid off in the end. He flew higher where the air was thinner and his breath came out in puffs of white. He wouldn’t be able to stay up long, he risked unconsciousness… and it was a long way to the ground. It was cool up here though, and the sun was back in full with the spring. It was a refreshing change. He dipped lower however, circling lazily as he descended.<br>
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He was far into the Deep Forest now and he was contemplating finding a place to land to rest when a gust of wind nearly made him topple out of the air. He back-flapped desperately, regaining his balance and bearings. A low groan rose from the trees sending a chill down the young stallions spine. The wind was becoming more forceful and the noise did not cease. Frightened, his first instincts told him to go back to the meadow. The lord there would protect him. He held himself in check however. He was an adult after all; he thought to himself crossly, he shouldn’t go running and hiding anyway. That’s why the rest of the children his age didn’t like to play with him. He was so hesitant to go off and explore- that’s why he grew up alone in the Meadow.<br>
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Setting his jaw he set off in the direction of the noise and the wind, fighting back the quick exhaustion from fighting the winds. It wasn’t long before he spotted the massive army and in his awe he was much closer to it than was safe. He slowed down before completely stopping, knowing he was in clear sight of the huge… well he wasn’t sure what they were. Some looked human- another shiver raced through him- and some didn’t. He swallowed hard, before diving low to land gracefully within speaking distance of those closest to the head of the army.<br>
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His eyes searched the dark crowd, looking for a familiar face or perhaps some indication of what their purpose was. He was being ignored- he figured- at least for the moment. His eyes landed on a familiar lavender form. Sierra swallowed hard tilting his head in confusion. Why was she here? She must be talking to them… but hadn’t she left?<br>
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“<b>Gaeva?</b>” Sierra cried out his joy seeming to be held in check, but it wasn’t that hard to see his happiness in seeing the mare. He cringed when he got the attention of those surrounding her. <i>It must be okay</i>; he thought to himself. If she were there they wouldn’t hurt him.<br>
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