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 Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2021 1:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2021 10:51 am
Fathomless eyes open in the still dark hours of the morning. Ears swivel left and right listening for any possible issues but all he hears are the soft sounds of his family sleeping soundly. He smiles softly and slips carefully from the warm hay nest he'd slept in, almost loathe to leave the warmth behind as the bitter chill of winter seeped into the entrance of the cavern they called home. The inside was always plenty warm as his mother stuffed collected moss in the corners and cracks to make it more cozy but the outside was bitterly cold. He was a schooled warrior though so he just ignored it and continued outside to check the surroundings as he always did. The sunrise was close on the horizon, the snow beginning to sparkle on the ground from the coming soft light. Before the sunrise was always his favorite time of day no matter the season.
There in the still dark forest he surveyed and watched and waited. His pale form still and poised. He would have stayed there for hours if he hadn't seen the movement deep in the trees. His curious nature took over then and he swiveled his ears to listen, took a deep breath of icy air and scented nothing. He wouldn't leave his post, though nothing was wrong with watching...
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2021 11:22 am
A sharp inhale in, as the winter’s crisp air filled her lungs. The sting inside only lasted for a moment as she took in the surrounding area’s scent. Always on guard, always cautious, this is how it has always been. Danger loomed in every corner, crevice and under every rock. Safety was never guaranteed, never for Noir. There it was, for a moment a tinge of brightness lighting up her eyes. There were others near, her brain told her that she was supposed to stay away. The voice in her head screaming at her to go the other direction…but her heart, longing for company from the dark world she lived in. No, she shouldn’t. It wasn’t safe for her, it wasn’t safe for them. What if she returned? What if he came for her? She shook off the negative thoughts, and proceeded cautiously. Her hooves crunching in the moldable snow, she remembered seeing foals playing games in the snow. A luxury she was never afforded, for Death awaited her around the corner.
On the rare occasion Noir liked to watch others as they awoke with their families’ just to watch what normal was supposed to look like. Just a glimpse into the life that she never was able to obtain. The joy and happiness spread through family groups, the laughter, the jokes and games…the freedom.
Another step toward the group, she was on the wrong side of the wind. Her ears flattening in annoyance as she started to move on the right side and closer to the family group. Only to just stay out of sight, just for a little while. If only for a moment to watch normal.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2022 11:33 pm
He stood in the cold, rigid as a statue, only the fog of his breath giving away that he was actually living. Varith took his jobs very seriously and was always diligent. He felt a soft brush through his fur as the strange ghostly apparitions swirled tighter around him. He was tempted to watch them as they moved and shifted.
No one in his family had anything like them and often he wondered if he and his twin were weird for their presence. They never did anything to harm either of them, just swirled about and occasionally brushed against their bodies.
A soft sound echoed off in the woods and his ears and eyes turned to listen intently. When, after a long count of five, the sound didn't come again he shifted his eyes back to his usual pattern and continued his silent watch.
He stood that way for a long time before he finally started hearing his mother and father stirring and waking properly. It was a long time before she appeared, dainty beside him and his father. He smiled down at her, looking away from his watch for long enough to give her an affectionate nuzzle. His father emerged from the cavern and the two nodded to each other. He didn't have quite as close a relationship with his father but Maya did hold a place of honor in Varith's eyes and he'd never say an unkind word about him. Maya was good for his mother who'd lived a very hard life before this. She didn't talk of it naturally but her ruined wings spoke volumes. His mother would never fly again but she seemed happy enough in her new dynamic with his father.
It didn't stop Varith from worrying endlessly about her though. It was a son's duty to ensure his families survival and success after all.
His mother spoke suddenly and he listened to their plans for the day. They were going out into the woods to explore and enjoy themselves so he had the day off.
A day off. That was a rare occurrence. He smiled brightly at his parents as they vanished into the woods side by side. Huffing out a white cloudy breath he looked about and started off into the woods the opposite direction of his parents to see what he could find to do. Even the ghostly apparitions were excited, swirling faster than usual around his body as he walked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 12:22 am
 Noir moved along the line of the trees, her crimson standing out against the white of the snow though the cover of darkness did help. Her golden hues falling on a cave to see a young stallion with whom she just guessed to be his parents. Parents, such a foreign word…concept. The loving nuzzle, even just the acknowledgement. Did her mother even know she existed anymore? Did she care? Noir had only known what it was like to survive. That meant knowing your surroundings, knowing your enemy and a little bit of blood. She was lucky enough to get by with her physical appeal and words to get by with willing donors. There hadn’t been a time where she had gone long enough without to let the craze drive her mad, at least thats how she was trained.
Her eyes were drawn to the younger male, her head tilting slightly at the ghost-like figures that swirled around him. She had never seen anything quite like them. Were they some sort of curse? They didn’t feel or look harmful. If anything they just seemed to dance around him, it made her curious. Her head followed the pair as they drifted off into the woods, leaving the stallion alone at the entrance of the cave again. The female looked as if she had seen better days, but the couple looked happy. The scene itself was peaceful. Someday, she too would have this peace. She was sure of it. It was then that Noir had not realized she was lost in her own mind again, day dreaming away about the thought of possibly being safe and the very possibility of having a real family. The corner of her mouth twitching just slightly nervously as she started to come back to her senses and put the silly dreams from her thoughts. It was about time for her to get a move on, she couldn’t stay anywhere for too long.
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