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So, I ended up writing a history and a bio, and since the latter is what I was asked for, I would like to share the history anyway. XDDD /derp


In the time that Maeryn was born, there were no such things as Kalona herds-- or if they were, they were the stuff of legends, whispered of but never seen. So it was that the young Kalona grew up alone, whether her parents had simply abandoned her to survive on her own as so many Kalona sires and dams do, or whether they had been slain in her infancy. She was alone, as so many were. Being a lone young Kalona presented innumerable dangers, not the least of which came at the hooves and teeth of regular Soquili, who had no understanding or compassion for one so dark so young. Of certain, there were those few among the Soquili who would have sheltered and nurtured her, but young Maeryn had already grown to be wary indeed of those Soquili she later came to view as ‘lessers’.

From those first lonely moments, she grew to become a strong, independent mare. With hooves and teeth, and horns, she made her way. Her heart was strong, though tarnished by a hatred for male lesser Soquili in particular, and her existence was, as always, a lonely one. Though she had no way of knowing, that was about to change. For the first time since her infancy, Maeryn came upon her own kind. They were... different than she, in some ways, and in other ways so much the same. In them, she saw a pride and power that few could answer.

There were so few Kalona at that time, and through the battles she waged with non-Kalona, Maeryn began to see the plight of her people. Without foals, they would surely die out, outbred by the far more numerous lesser Soquili. It was a concern she shared with a stallion who at first was met by the same wariness and caution that all stallions were treated to by the young mare. At first, their interactions were stilted, colored by Maeryn’s distrust-- for how could she trust even one of her own kind, when all others had betrayed her?-- but in time they came to an agreement; they would raise a family together, producing new blood to add to the Kalona.

Theirs was a simple partnership, a duty. The foals Maeryn bore were a part of that duty, and they defended them fiercely, refusing to allow anything to harm their growing family. Maeryn’s cold heart began to soften and melt, though outwardly she gave no sign of it. The proud mare showed few signs of her shifting emotions, protecting and defending the herd, and acting in nearly all ways unchanged. Still, Rötschreck stood by her as a constant, silent guardian.

Maeryn fell in love. Slowly but surely, spanning years of time, Maeryn fell in love with her protector, the sire of her foals, who she watched nurture and protect their children from their very first steps-- and he with her. Their partnership had developed into something sacred, a lifemating of a kind that Maeryn had scarcely believed herself capable of. His dedication and devotion taught her that not every emotion need be anger or bitterness, and in time she came to relax enough to disperse small crumbs of open affection among her family, rewarding cleverness just as she rewarded strength and skill.

Then came that terrible day when Rötschreck lay dying, when Maeryn saw her heart pooling into the earth with his lifesblood, and it nearly broke her. She was no longer the quietly arrogant, clever mare who had dared so many dangers in her youth. A shell of her old self, Maeryn wandered the Soquili lands, and spoke to thin air, perhaps imagining that it spoke back, in the form of her glittering, ruby coated lifemate. At times she would return to the place where he had died, and visit his bones. When there was nothing left, not even the cleanest picked bones, Maeryn laid herself down beside that fateful spot, and dreamed of him.

It seemed that she might at last fade away to join him, but then something truly incredible happened; Maeryn found something that needed her enough to overcome Death’s siren call. At first she thought that she had dreamed it-- surely, there could be no Kalona foals nearby the mewl at her, to cry out their hunger to the night! But when her faltering hoof falls carried her to where the sound had originated, she discovered that she had been quite correct, and somehow before her was a lone Kalona colt.

He was as alone as she had once been, and Maeryn’s heart warmed and softened once more, breaking out of the sleepy slumber in which it had laid dormant since Rot’s death. It was almost as though Rötschreck had sent her a lonely heart just as much in need as her own, and from that very moment onward Maeryn’s vibrancy returned, and Death no longer called to her so loudly. Certainly she was young enough, it seemed, that she was able to feed the foal-- although whether that was her own doing or a miracle of some nature, Maeryn never knew. She never questioned it, simply sending silent gratitude to the sleeper who yet held her heart in his hooves.

Apparently this project just has me all the excited, so writings are forthcoming. XD;;;

-invades the thread- >D
So. I got to thinking. And I really enjoyed our little rp that we had going on last night in thread. And I would love to do some more with it later on down the road. It won't be for some time yet since I've gotta finish her current harpy plot and then a couple other plots that are happening right after that. But I was thinking maybe she could have a run-in with a couple of the herd members later on down the road. And it'll really put her new fighting skills to the test since she's going to be severely injured with this current harpy plot she's in so she has to retrain herself to fight again. And it'd be a good tester point for her to see if her new fighting style will work or if she needs to improve on it.
As I said, it'd be a bit later on but I think it'd be pretty fun. 8D

Ahh, thankyou! xD heart