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Post by Traxxer on Aug 4, 2008 16:27:15 GMT -5
Escapade| His legs stood stock-still on the ground. The breeze blew his dark chestnut forelock in his face. He had one white sock, on his right hind leg. His body was a light chestnut, only slightly marred on his withers and flank. He was proud of where he had gotten himself, to the Acacia Herd-lands. His face was untouched by scars, with only a black muzzle and white face to prove it. He had escaped from his barn and left, wanting more freedom. He had barely any mane. Twas' only a few inches long. It hadn't grown back after they had burned it. But he wore what he had proudly. He was an adventure. A thrill. He was Escapade. His name meant a lot to him, as he had given it to himself on his way here. Escapade didn't know how he ended up here. But one thing he did know was that he belonged. It seems like so long ago he had came here. To the Acacia lands. It was only 3 months. But now, the Acacia herd, was destroyed. Destroyed while he was out. Out where? He couldn't remember. He had been knocked out. He came back to the Honorable Fields. And everything reeked. Reeked of death. Reeked of fear. Reeked of Hell. He could barely stand to be here. But he came back. Why, he didn't know. Maybe in hopes of starting a new generation of the Acacia herd. Maybe to find some friends. Padfoot stared at this field and whinnied, it still had stains of blood, but everything else was gone. Covered by tall, scrawny grass. He saw something more than most. He saw a new beginning. I see this place as the beginning of the second Acacia Generation... Escapade thought. The only thing is... he pondered could any others? -fin-
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Post by Kiko on Aug 4, 2008 17:50:29 GMT -5
Bright, dark eyes scanned the familiar fields around her. A heavy sigh left her velvet maw. Isia shut her eyes and opened them, but to her disappointment, it looked the same. She knew what she wanted, what she was looking for. But it never seemed to be close enough at all. She had found what she wanted once, but it left her. The horse left her. Company was all she needed, all she wanted. But she also feared it. What if she ran into the wrong kind of company? The tried to force the scene out of her head, but it only rang stronger.
'Come here' The stallion had said, his voice soft. Stupidly, Isia had been lulled in. Walking forward, step by step. 'Thats it' A different voice, another stallion cooed. They were around her. Six of them. All young and still dealing with they're new found stallion. A long pause was next. Isia instantly knew what was going to happen. It was hopeless, she could out run them, but only if she got out... A heavy weight on her back forced her out of her plans. The stallion flung him self on her back, the others wanted to join in, and they attacked...
Isia shuddered at the all too clear memory of the night she was attacked, and abused. Taking deep breaths she began walking, her steps slow and hesitant, her ears flickering at every noise, every wind. With a sudden thought of fury for the stallions who attacked her she galloped, bucking, twisting in the air like a wild salmon. Letting out piercing cries, sharp neighs, anything to fill the silent, lonely nights.
Wait. Whats that? She thought, smelling the air.
It's there. Another horse. Finally! Isia froze, and whinnied, hoping the horse would listen, would answer, would help her. She whinnied again, louder this time, in desperation. She pricked her ears, and waited.
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 4, 2008 18:00:54 GMT -5
Escapade| Escapades thoughts about the Acacia herd were broken by a whinny. He though he was imagining things. Its impossible for another horse to be here. They were all killed... He muttered to himself, his orbs clouded with confusion. Then he remember his training. Look up, idiot. He thought. Padfoot pricked his ears and scanned the meadow around him. In the distance he saw a bay- no - palomino mare. Another Horse... his eyes grew larger. It was a miracle. Another Horse. He though. Imagine that. He realized he was wasting time. It might be an illusion. He stared at the mare and turned quickly, and galloped off to her. One. Two. Three. Four. The pattern beat in his head. He lost track of where he was. Escapade slid to a stop- his nasals were expanded - and he was right infront of the sooty palomino mare. His nose was centimeters from touching hers. She seemed afraid. Lonely. Scared. Like him. Hello. He smiled kindly and backed up a few paces, so he did not intrude her space. She was beautiful. He scanned her with his bright brown orbs. She was a Regular palomino. With a darker rear, much darker. And a nicely colored mane and tail. He cocked his head to her and said once more Hello... pausing he thought for a moment. Name. Name. I need her name. What is your name?
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Post by Kiko on Aug 4, 2008 18:34:52 GMT -5
The mare nickered softly at the stallions approach. He certainly didn't look mean, just excited. The other horse came at her with such speed it didn't look like he could slow down in time. Isia was uncomfortable at the stallions closeness. The small mare was intimidated by the stallions size compared to her. Without thinking, Isia skittered backward a few steps. For a moment, all was still, and the Palomino was unable to move. The time seemed to go buy in slow motion, until he spoke. Isia was startled out of her trance and finally took in the stallion standing before her. Only now Isia was struck by how handsome he was. The bright chestnut coat...Isia sighed to herself. Hello. she said, her voice sweet. Isia stepped forward and nuzzled his cheek in a warm greeting. My name is Isia. And you are...?
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 4, 2008 18:44:30 GMT -5
Escapade| I am Escapade.. He paused dramatically Call me Padfoot, though. He smiled at her. Its amazing to see another horse around here.. after they were all.. well.. You know. He didn't want to upset her. How did you come to the Acacia Herdlands? He asked her. He never remember her in the herd. He pawed teh ground out of boredom and looked at her again, gazing happily. Finally... He got to see another live equine.
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Post by Kiko on Aug 4, 2008 18:53:36 GMT -5
Isia's bright orbs glowed with delight at the other horse's friendliness. Why hello Padfoot. Her voice was melodic and it rang softly though the fields. I guess it is a relief to see another live horse. Isia copied his dramatic pause. Mockingly maybe? Acacia Herdlands? She stared at Padfoot in confusion. Acacia? Where the hell was that? Then it snapped in place. I assume thats where we are. I don't know how I ended up here, but I do know I traveled a long ways, and never really noticed where I was. The wind blew softly and Isia then noticed the stallions mane. Where was it? She didn't want to mention it, without seeming rude. Isia couldn't help but want to know, so, she played her sweet game. Oh my gosh. She exclaimed and rushed to brush her nose along the stallions sparse mane. What on earth happened? Isia continued to brush her nose along it for a few more seconds before murmuring to herself Poor thing. She stared at him, her brown eyes full of innocence.
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 4, 2008 19:12:13 GMT -5
Escapade| Padfoots eyes got wide as she rubbed her muzzle on his bare crest. I - uh. He paused regaining his confidence. It was burned off. In a fire. He said quickly. He looked in to her brown pools. They reminded him of his own eyes. But his were much much lighter. Nice to meet you, Isia Escapade spoke blandly, realizing he had never said that. Yes - This is the Acacia Herdland. But the herd was wiped out a few months ago. I am the one surviving member... He said sadly. I am hoping to rebuild it soon. He said eyeing her happily.
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Post by Kiko on Aug 5, 2008 20:49:49 GMT -5
Isia's eyes glowed playfully and she couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the stallions sudden lack of confidence. Aw. she cooed that must have hurt. Shaking her golden-white mane Isia reached down to snatch a few mouthfuls of the grass below her hooves. A sudden question stirred in her mind. What happened? she paused awkwardly, to the others? To make sure he didn't feel uncomfortable on answering her question, Isia looked up at him adoringly through her eyelashes.
OCC: Yeah for a crap post xD
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 5, 2008 20:58:07 GMT -5
Escapade| Padfoots eyes clouded sadly. He frowned and tried to remember everything he could. I- I'm not entirely sure... He paused All I remember is leaving for awhile - to go to the stream or something... Escapade thought even harder. I was knocked out by a huge stallion. I remember he smelled like the Ebony herd. When I woke up there was a fire near the Acacia Stream. I went to check it out. The same stallion knocked me down - thinking I died, he left - I stood up and my mane was on fire. I jumped into the river - but it was a little too late. He pondered this for a moment - wondering if his mane would ever be as full as it once was. I came back to these fields and everyone was dead. I left here for good, I left for the Antiquity lands. I came back today. Its still bloodied, but not nearly as gruesome. He gazed into her eyes sadly, then changed the subject. Where exactly did you come from? Padfoot asked the fae.
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Post by Twisty on Aug 7, 2008 8:20:14 GMT -5
OOC- Just letting you guys know that I always read peoples posts and stuff... well anywho, your posts do NOT have to be long like paragraphs. Just letting you know hons.
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Post by Kiko on Aug 7, 2008 20:32:47 GMT -5
OCC: I know xD But I always end up doing that.
Isia instantly stiffened as Padfoot mentioned the Ebony herd. She knew enough to know thats where the stallions who attacked her came from. The small mare inhaled sharply as he said his mane had been on fire. Her large eyes widened as he continued with his story. That's horrible. She murmured when he had finished. Gazing down, she let her thoughts wander until the handsome stallion spoke again. Me? She said dumbly, who else would he be talking to? Oh I came from...from...somewhere further west, near the Ebony herds, but not quite in there boundaries. I was born up there, and I only moved when my herd kicked me out. She confessed, embarrassed by the fact she was kicked out of her own herd.
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 8, 2008 16:56:42 GMT -5
ooc|| I always post long ones =3 Its easier for my train of thought when I babble :3
Escapade| Padfoot's eyes lit up a little. Kicked out, eh? I wasn't exactly born here either. I came from a barn. Escaped at age 2. Came here and then, well, yeah. He paused again.Ebony he spat the name out slowly and angrily. The will pay, he muttered in disgust. The wind howled, blowing droplets of rain onto Padfoot. He laughed childlishly and bucked in place. He flicked his ears listening for anymore horses. Maybe some would come.
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Post by Twisty on Aug 8, 2008 17:10:14 GMT -5
I trotted back into the lands. I hadn't been her in.. forever. Hearing horses chatting I ran to their voices. Do my eyes deceive me! Or is it really... "PADFOOT!" had blurted out of my mouth before finishing my thought. I cantered to him. "Is it really you? I thought everyone was dead." I said looking at him. Being herd leader and having a brilliant friend such as him, who said to leave at a perfect time was weird. "Padfoot a long time ago I resigned my position of being herd leader, you should take it." I said eying the mare. "Oh! Where are my manners. Hello Miss! I'm former leader Agnar." I said quietly bowing my head then looking back at Padfoot. I really couldn't believe it, my long lost best bud in the entire world.
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Post by Traxxer on Aug 10, 2008 14:01:37 GMT -5
Escapade| Padfoots eyes glinted as he saw a horse trotting closer to them. He saw Agnar and began to tremble. Agnar. Wooah. He nickered to him. Everyone was dead... He said sadly. Agnar spoke again, about his resigned position and began to shake his head. I.. wouldn't.. not now that you are back.Escapade said to Agnar quietly. He glanced back happily at Isia. Isia, this is Agnar, one of my best friends from Acacia. He stared happily at Agnar. His eyes then clouded with confusion. Agnar.. I know this is weird, but when I got back from my knocked out time, I went searching for you.. I know I found your body, and you were dead. How..? Padfoot asked him sadly.
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Post by Twisty on Aug 10, 2008 14:20:18 GMT -5
Agnar looked at him with confused eyes. He wasn't ever dead. Wait, could he be talking about that time? "Escap---erm Padfoot... I was never dead. I had tripped and a stick ripped off a little bit of skin on my shoulder. Then I heard Ebony, so I laid there still, stopped breathing and pretended I was dead. I stayed there for awhile, every horse I heard I stopped breathing. That was probably why." he said. "And yes! Take the position. I don't want it anymore. It wouldn't be right for me to take it again, not after I left it and left my herd in a time like that." he said looking back at Isia. She was a gorgeous horse. "Well, you two seem like you want some time together for a bit of mating hmm...? Or am I wrong... If I know my Padfoot he.." Agnar said but then stopped himself before saying anymore to embarrassing him. He smiled at his pal and then looked at the lass standing there.
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