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 Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 5:22 pm
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 It was morning, and mother was still asleep. Aoife slowly got up, careful not to wake her mother up. It was just the two of them in the big world, other than the rabbits and deer that lived amongst their little thicket home. Life was simple. Life was precious. This was all she knew.
The little brown Cerynei made her way over to the river to get a cool drink to start off her day, only to find some prints on near the riverbank. They looked too large to be of the wolves that occasionally hunted around here, but they couldn't be of her's or her mother's. They had hooves, not paws. A chill was sent down Aoife's spine. There was once a story that her mother told her. Skinwalker? But that couldn't be. The land was much too pure to allow something like that to walk near her. It just couldn't be.
Days after her sight of the strange pawprints, Aoife's mother told her that danger was nearby and that her daughter was to stay well-hidden in the thicket. Her mother's words were everything to her, and Aoife swore to herself that she would stay hidden and not go to the river
But one day, something told her to go to the outskirts of her home. She was going to find out what the danger was and ask for it to leave. She stopped dead in her tracks. A creature a bit larger than her. With not one, but multiple tails? And the paws. Was this a skinwalker?
HoneyTeaTree //this takes place before Bláthnaid comes to be, so she's still Aoife
aka a collection of their first interactions, perhaps, so first posts will probably be backstory leading up to them actually speaking for the first time???
i'm so excited to finally rp them!//
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 6:52 pm
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Cú Chulainn had always been diligent in his patrols of the outskirts of his clans territory. He was one of their most trusted warriors, dutiful and prideful in the work he did. Others of his rank within the warriors of the Sidhe were told to follow his example to better themselves. To him, however, he was just doing his duty, and thought little else of it.
There were times when he spent a little longer on his patrols, extending his route further out from the clans territory. He didn't know why, but he was always drawn towards one spot in particular, a quaint river not too far off from a thicket of trees. Chulainn had never ventured past the river to the awaiting thicket, some force divine or mystical keeping his mind from so much as thinking the thought. Every now and again, he would catch the scent of a creature, one he didn't recognize, lingering in the area and would notice the faintest of hoof prints in the dirt.
Sometimes he wondered if he would ever meet the source of the hoof prints in the dirt, face to face.
The stallion found himself standing before that familiar river bank, though this time was unlike any of the others. His breath was caught in his throat and his red gaze was locked on the dainty doe before him. She was the one whose scent he had caught all those times before, the one who had left those hoof prints in the soft dirt of the river's edge. He was certain of it.
Despite his extroverted personality, Cú could only stare in shock and wonder, completely captivated by the golden-maned beauty that stood across from him. Words were slow to come to him and nothing seemed quite fitting. Rather than make a fool of himself, the pawed stallion could only manage to acknowledge the mare with a deep bow of his head before slowly turning away to head back to his clan's lands. His eyes took in the sight of her for as long as he could before he had turned completely around to begin the journey back home.
If he ever saw her again, he would be sure to ask her name.
xKOVAKtheWOLFx Sorry this took so long!! I hope it's alright!! I kind of imagined the first time they saw each other, that's all it was. Simply seeing one another. I can edit this to include the first time they talked if you'd like! |
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2019 10:30 pm
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Every day, ever since the day she spotted the mysterious stranger, Aoife grew a bit more and more daring. Curious. Interested in the stranger. It couldn't have been a danger if it did not strike by now, right?
And to her, it looked like the stranger too, was aware of her being around. By now, she started to get a better idea of him -- his smell, his pawsize, even his patrolling.
So she started to leave flowers every day. One per day. Starting at the bank, and by every day, slowly but surely, moving away from the bank, and closer to the woods. She was sure that he would most likely get a clue and try to find her. He didn't harm her before, so there was no reason to wait. Everyday, she longed to finally introduce herself. But how? Not to mention that her mother warned her about the dangers that lurked out of their thicket home daily.
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 7:20 pm
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He had been drawn to the same river bank ever since he had spotted her. Every chance he had on his patrols, he wold make sure to stop and wait to see her, even if it was nothing more than a quick glimpse. The stallion was in awe of her beauty, and no matter how long of a moment he had to see her, brief or long, it left his heart feeling warm and light. Cú Chulainn had no idea who she was not, not even her name, but he was enraptured by the sight of her.
On days where he had to perform his duties for the Sidhe Fae that didn't result in patrolling, he had her golden mane and beautiful brown hair with its subtle markings in mind as he went about them.
Eventually, after weeks had passed of them catching each-other's gazes but saying nothing, he noticed flowers on the bank of the river, but there was no sight of the mysterious beauty who had enchanted him. Was this her way of inviting him to follow after her? It was the only thing that made sense to him. Why else would the path of flowers lead further and further each day?
Cú Chulainn braved the small river, crossing it to reach the other side of the bank, the side he had never dared to cross till that very moment. He couldn't help but feel apprehensive, heading towards the unknown. What would he say to her? What would she say to him? There was no reason to believe she was a threat to him or his clan, though the training that had been beaten in to him refused to let him drop his guard so easily. He was weary, that much was for certain, but perhaps it was the uncertainty of what this meant what caused his stomach to flip inside him, more so than the potential of her being a threat he would have to cut down. She had only proven to be gentle in her manners in the brief moments they had shared in complete silence.
The pawed stallion followed the path of flowers that had been neatly laid out, and he dipped his head to collect them, tucking them into his mane and tail as he went. Though he had been trained and was well-versed in how to handle combat, Cú Chulainn had little understanding of matters of the heart. Would he make a complete fool of himself? Would she be disgusted by him and never show herself to him ever again? Cú had never considered himself an unsure person. He was always confident in his actions, he carried his head high and was unwavering once he had made a decision. But this? This left him feeling anxious, something he was unaccustomed to and found her disliked very much so.
He forged onward, following the path to that the mare had left for him. He was going to meet her, he yearned to hear her voice, know her name. That much, at least, he was certain of.
xKOVAKtheWOLFx Sorry for making you wait so long for a reply!! Life decided to get wild for a bit there. ;u;
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