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 Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 4:28 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»inquisitivexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxprotectivexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxeager«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Curious
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► T'yhis is a predator, at the base description. He knows that he is this, and embraces it more than anything else about him. Being a sort of prehistoric creature has caused him some confusion with this current world. He has found that he would rather go about hunting than anything else. Most the time, when he's alone, he is quiet and calm. He knows he could attack anyone if he really wanted to. His movements are quiet, like an owls. And his mind is calm. He tends to analyze everything that is going on around him in order to see the best circumstances that are within his grasp.
xxxxx ► Though he can't speak the native tongue fluently [ It's more of a broken English sort of ordeal ] he does have other means of communicating. Beating his wings and chirping/screeching. Body language is something he thrives on, and uses to his advantage when it comes to anyone he is trying to establish a relationship with. He's a fast learner, knowing that he can pick up on most things if exposed to it long enough.
xxxxx ► T'yhis tends to expose himself to all outlets of life. He isn't an overly aggressive male. Despite enjoying hunting and taking down prey that could feed a herd, he is a gentle giant. He likes to be quiet and observe, as well as stay close to friends and family. He may not understand fully the world around him, but he is willing to learn.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► He will do anything he can to learn more, even if it's involving staying up all night.
xxxxx ► He loves the night, and prefers to be up during those hours than during the day.
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「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► T'yhis doesn't remember much before his time in the Flock. He vaguely remembers fire, spreading through his land and destroying everything it touched. He remembers running. But past that, it is all a blur. He came from a land that didn't speak the same language as the people here; a land with different plants and creatures. And he was confused when he saw everything that existed here. So he set to learning; wanting to understand it all.
xxxxx ► As he explored and started to learn to speak, a lovely mare with paws instead of claws and feathers growing from her tail. He was curious about her, and she him. She convinced him to follow her back toward her territory. A place she called the "Flock". Vanrui was her name, and she seemed rather protective of everyone she came into contact with. T'yhis was confused, but curious at the same time. He was put into quarantine, to ensure he wasn't a danger to those around him. And then he was set free to roam around however he liked. The idea was confusing, but he could learn here. He eagerly studied everything around him, from the Sisters to the stallions, and lives quietly within the males safe area.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► No plots at the moment.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ❖❖❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❝...❞
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖neutral good❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •i want learn•
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 4:36 pm
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─────────────────────────────────────✮─────────────────────────────────────
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»inquisitivexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxcalmxxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxinsightful«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Connected
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Many would describe Sayla as being a witch; a being connected to spirits in a way that no one fully understands. And Sayla herself would agree to this; in a way. She doesn't think that it's completely true. After all, she can't talk to just anyone. She can't even see them. She mostly just knows that of which the bones tell her. She's never been big on the term witch; or spell caster. Any of the sort. She is merely connected in a way that others do not fully comprehend. She doesn't have predictions. She listens to bones that she finds gathered around her small valley, and interprets what she thinks they mean. Be them past, present, or future.
xxxxx ► Sayla is a very polite mare. She's not outwardly mean or vicious, and she's not necessarily overly nice and sweet either. She is, as best described, neutral. She does smile, and laugh at times, but mostly her face is that of neutrality. She doesn't pick sides, doesn't really know if one is good or evil until she sees their actions for herself, and she isn't big on judging others. Her favorite past time is making small jokes, without showing a lick of emotion, and seeing what the other person does. Do they think she's serious, or know she's kidding? It amuses her, and she will end it with a "just kidding" and a laugh. She enjoys the night more than the day, though does maintain a normal sleep schedule.
xxxxx ► When it comes to her being in a loving relationship, with Tanakh of course, she is somewhat different. She does smile more around him, and shows genuine concern and emotion. She enjoys talking with him, and passing all her time near him. She even is known to press against him or snuggle him if she so chooses. They have an odd sort of relationship, but it works out well for the both of them.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► Sayla doesn't use contractions, like "don't" or "I'll". She always breaks the words up. "Do not" and "I will".
xxxxx ► She hates when people disturb bones. It is the one thing that will set her anger afire and cause her to lash out.
xxxxx ► She has a fondness for sweets. Though she won't admit that to anyone.
xxxxx☆═━┈ ⇢ xxxx ⇠ ┈━═☆
「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► Sayla was raised in a herd of fortune tellers. They often times would have people come and go, charging them money in order to be able to afford their own lifestyle. Most of them were con artists; unable to actually predict or read things and using circumstances to understand and make logical assumptions that would ensure repeat customers. But every so often, a foal would be born that would actually posses a connection to the spirits. Sayla was one of those foals. When she was presented with different objects to see if she had the gifts, she was drawn to the bones. She told the entire life story, almost to the tee, of a young stallion that had died recently. From there, she was sent to the elders for training. They knew she would be something special.
xxxxx ► She was raised by a group of five mares, all connected to the spirits in one way or another. She knew that they would teach her and lead her to her given path. As she aged, her abilities of reading bones grew stronger. She was able to figure things out that no one else knew. And she could do it in a way that seemed almost mystical. When she could no longer learn from the elders, they sent her on her way. She would have to figure her own life out, and not rely on the elders so much.
xxxxx ► She traveled for weeks. And when Sayla read the bones on the path, she knew she was almost home. She settled in a valley deep in the mountains, relaxing easily there. And when people came to her, hearing of the mare that could predict their fate, she did as she was asked. She never charged them for anything, though sometimes they would leave her small trinkets or food. Sometimes they stayed with her for a while, and Sayla came to enjoy the company. But it wasn't until Tanakh came to her did she actually wish for the person to stay. They talked deep into the night some days, and others just sat in quiet harmony, listening to nature. Sayla came to realize she had feelings for the stallion.
xxxxx ► It took a while, but their relationship bloomed into something beautiful. And Sayla couldn't have been happier. She continued to do her duties, taking care of those that came to her and talking quietly to those that needed it. But at the end of each day, she knew she could go back to Tanakh and unwind. Relax. Be loved. She could spend every waking moment with him and her life would feel complete. The bones never told her anything that would cause her to believe that spending her final day with the stallion would be a bad idea. So she stayed, and he stayed. And Sayla was happy to do so.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► No plots at the moment.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ❖❖❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❝the bones lead me to where i need to be❞
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖true neutral❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •to fulfill my purpose•
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 4:42 pm
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─────────────────────────────────────✮─────────────────────────────────────
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»cutexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxsweetxxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxplayful«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Resilient
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Kitanao is a hyper active, super sweet, emotions on his sleeve kinda guy. He's happy ninety-nine percent of the time, with the other one percent being if he's upset about something. If you need a laugh, or someone to put you in a good mood, Kita is your guy. He will go out of his way to try and make people feel better, even if it puts him in a bind. And when it comes to his brother he will fight hard to make him smile. No matter what. He loves to sing, and dancing is one of his all time favorite past times; though he doesn't do it as often as he used to.
xxxxx ► When he's upset, he tries to drive through it; he doesn't want people to think that the world is hell. He lived through that once, and never again will he feel that way or let others feel that way. So he tries his hardest to make sure people smile, and have good times. Kitanao does get over-emotional at times, and can be a lot to handle. He has night terrors and cries out, he gets angry at selfish people and can lash out at them. All in all, he could easily loose himself. But. He is strong, and tries just as hard to keep himself in check, as he does his brother.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► Kitanao gets flustered when people call him cute.
xxxxx ► He loves to help others, and will push himself to do so.
xxxxx ► He has asthma, which is one of the reasons he doesn't dance as much any more.
xxxxx☆═━┈ ⇢ xxxx ⇠ ┈━═☆
「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► They were born to loving parents. Kitanao and Orinme; twin babies that loved to play and sleep. But something was wrong, the entire time. Their mother was sick, very sick. And after spending months trying to figure out what was wrong with her, seeking help from healers and Angeni, she died. Kitanao was devastated, crying every night. Orinme tried as hard as he could to console his brother; but nothing seemed to work. That was, until his father started to attack Kitanao. He would lash out and bite or kick at him; hurt him. And Orinme stayed quiet.
xxxxx ► Kita never understood why his father hit him. He didn't get it, didn't really want to get it. He tried to stay out of the way, truly. But sometimes his father would do something that irritated him or say something that hurt Orinme's feelings. And Kita could tell. He would stand up to the stallion, shouting and fighting him, only to be overpowered by the adult. One night, Orinme left. And it broke Kitanao. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to say. The beatings got worse, and he was constantly resting to try and heal his body from the abuse.
xxxxx ► Life was hard for Kitanao after that. Every moment was difficult for him to keep going. So many times he wanted to quit. Wanted to just lay there and let his father end him. But he knew he needed to keep fighting. So, he did whatever he could. One day, he knew there was just one thing left for him to try. He fought back. He attacked his father in return, lashing out at him. When the stallion backed off, Kitanao ran. He ran as far as his hurt limbs would take him. And when he couldn't run any more, he dropped in the middle of the ground, and slept for hours. When he came to, a rainbow winged Angeni with dark skin was standing in front of him. She had helped heal his wounds, and kept him safe while he slept and healed. Israfel was her name. She helped get him back on his feet.
xxxxx ► And then he walked.
xxxxx ► Kitanao traveled then. He didn't know why, or to where. He just knew he needed to walk and get used to the world around him. He'd never been on his own before. And he didn't have to be for long. Orinme found him, and Kitanao was so happy. He practically cried. They caught up, and though Orinme apologized over and over, Kitanao just kept saying it was okay, and he didn't mind one bit. He loves his brother with every ounce of his being. And now that they were reunited, he wasn't going to leave him alone. Ever.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► No plots at the moment.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ❖❖❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “maybe if you just smile a little”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖lawful good❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •i'm going to make everyone happy•
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 4:50 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»irritablexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxbig heartxxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxsarcastic«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Protective
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Orinme is very hard on himself. And because of this he has a difficult time being in a good mood. He doesn't often smile, usually having a very neutral expression if not one of anger. He is the opposite of Kita, really. Angry little s**t head. He's well aware that he's a jerk; knowing that it's a defense mechanism he uses to protect himself. But he also knows he needs to calm down. And it's hard for him to do just that. Every small thing makes him mad.
xxxxx ► The only thing that really calms Orinme down is his brother. He is able to take a deep breath, and realize he is in the wrong if Kita is there to drag him back to reality. He adores his brother, more than anything. And the guild he feels from his past nags at him often. He wants nothing more than to see his brother happy. He's highly protective, wanting to keep him safe from all harm even if it kills him. Kindness is seen with Kita, and he will remain happy with his brother.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► Orinme hates sugar. He's a sour fiend.
xxxxx ► He wants to redeem himself for his past; even though Kita has forgiven him multiple times.
xxxxx☆═━┈ ⇢ xxxx ⇠ ┈━═☆
「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► They were born to loving parents. Kitanao and Orinme; twin babies that loved to play and sleep. But something was wrong, the entire time. Their mother was sick, very sick. And after spending months trying to figure out what was wrong with her, seeking help from healers and Angeni, she died. Kitanao was devastated, crying every night. Orinme tried as hard as he could to console his brother; but nothing seemed to work. That was, until his father started to attack Kitanao. He would lash out and bite or kick at him; hurt him. And Orinme stayed quiet.
xxxxx ► They grew up with the abuse. Orinme didn't protest, Kitanao cried louder. One day, Orinme couldn't stand hearing the cries any more. He fled, running away from home. He didn't know where he was going to, but he left. Eventually he settled deep in the woods, living in isolation and anger. He lashed out at anyone that got close to him, and pushed everyone away. he didn't want friends, didn't want family.
xxxxx ► As time ticked by, he grew more and more lonely. He started to venture out into the world again. Orinme was scared though; and continued to lash out at people. Until he saw Kitanao again. His brother looked good; healthy, happy. He was shocked. They talked for hours, and he found out that Kitanao ran away soon after, fleeing his father to live on his own. Though he always looked for Orinme. Orinme was thrilled by this, though he hid it away easily. He suggested they live together, maybe travel some to try and find their own version of paradise. And Kitanao was over the moon about it. He was still the happy, innocent stallion Orinme remembered. And though the darker of the two hated most everyone, Kitanao held a soft spot in his heart. He swore to protect his brother then. No matter what. He would not make the mistake of letting Kita get hurt again.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► No plots at the moment.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ❖❖❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “get. away. from. me.”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖chaotic good❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •he will never be hurt again•
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