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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2021 10:58 am
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Genji walked toward the nearly-disappeared sun, the glow from his chest stretching forward just enough to light the ground a couple of steps ahead. His sides heaved with exertion as he climbed up the steep path, a handful of fairly fresh wounds slowly oozing, his head hanging low and his balance unsteady. He’d won that last fight but it hadn’t been easy, and he was very obviously in bad shape. Some part of him hoped he wouldn’t come across anything or anyone hostile, but he was in completely new territory. The rest of him just didn’t care…his heart hurt more than any injury could. He didn’t know how long exactly he had been roaming around recklessly picking fights he wasn’t sure he could win, but he figured it was probably the better part of a year at this point. Long enough that he was starting to consider the idea of actually dealing with his feelings instead of running from them, but so far nothing had given him enough of a push. Not that he was doing much in the way of looking for one, but after his lifemates died he just figured the universe was toying with him and there wasn’t much point in trying to do much of anything purposeful. As far as Genji was concerned, he might as well just wait for whatever was supposed to be next to happen to him in its own time.
Unexpectedly, in the fading light, out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw not one, not two, but THREE moons low in the sky. He closed his eyes and shook his lowered head, trying to clear the fatigue, and bumped into something large and warm and solid. His eyes snapped open only to see enormous clawed paws next to his hooves, and in a panic he scrambled a few paces backwards, getting ready to defend himself. He knew this was NOT the time to have to fight a pawed anything but he was clearly already in some sort of a pickle. With a gulp, Genji raised his head, and… stared straight into a gorgeous pair of softly golden eyes. His mouth fell open slightly in surprise, and before he could think of what he actually might want to say in a resigned, weary tone he muttered, “please don’t make me have to fight you.” (395 words)
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2021 9:57 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2021 10:00 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 8:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2021 8:52 pm
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Genji blinked wearily up at the blue pawed stallion, each blink slow and laborious, perplexed at this level of kindness from a stranger. Why was he helping, did he want something? But even through his weariness and pain, Genji could tell that all of this assistance seemed, well... genuine. The very concept perplexed him. The only other Soquili he knew who were kind and giving in this way were his mother and grandmothers; even his younger brother would only go so far for a stranger that was this wounded because who knew what sort of trouble they could have coming after them and that pesky brother of his always played it safe - a trait that Genji found himself entirely unable to understand. To have absolutely randomly stumbled into a stranger who was like all the mares in his family, and at a time when he needed it most... even he could not deny that it was an extremely strong sign, and not one to be ignored. When Faelan settled in next to him, Genji let out a soft snort of surprise, and then before he could help himself, he drifted off to sleep, soon settling into deep slumber.
His eyes cracked open the next morning at the sound of a mostly, but not completely, unfamiliar voice mumbling very close to him. Genji blinked, hazy and dazed, before remembering why there was a warm and rather nice smelling stallion next to him. Make it go away? he thought. Did Faelan mean the sunlight? He cracked a smile at the idea of being able to banish and summon the sun at will. For someone special, he would do it, if he had that power. He didn't, but he did have the purple glow to help dim the brightness of the morning sun a bit, and he extended it out from his chest to hover in front of the other's eyes, letting it shimmer and waver naturally while changing the hue of the light for him. Genji was in no hurry to get up; he had not slept that soundly or felt that safe in a very long time. (356)
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