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The sun had almost taken its midday journey, when a white elegant tail tip teased at a flick in the air. A deep and slow breath seethed from it's owner as the Tahtil's teal eyes pull themselves from the fading orb in the sky; to a distant land across the waters. It was an island that could be spotted off the the coast, and from the white sands where the Gold and white b'alam rested his hunches.
...What a pitty...
A white paw gripped spitefully at the grains of earth of under the rough pads of his toes. If it wasn't for that wretched, unless, and bothersome earth b'alam. With the help, of that treacherous fire yarn. To think he raised that Nahtil from a cub and still she betrayed him.
So, ungrateful... The gold scaled brow bored forward as light eyes squinted scornfully from the blond locks that covered his gaze. The hair on his crown brow was conveniently parted by the the stub of a light horn that defaced his beautiful and gorgeous features. Permanent scorned on his face.
Cain had failed and lied to him, they...no, now -he- would have to sort out this whole predicament out. To think, if Cain had actually been able to accomplish a task just as asked, they would still have all those Cubs. To think, if Cain could have actually sown the -one- yarn that actually mattered. They wouldn't be without a place of rest!
A snarl ripped across the seethed and still silence. White paw cast it's self in to the rough sand's under paw.
Frustration flared tan nostrils as widened gaze looked down to flexed and nailed paw. Still and pads raised upward to him, a single eye seemed to twitch as his hindered gaze watched the trickling of grains sand spilling from his paw.
How....how did the earth seem to bend to that brown, pink and vary much fully grown cub....
Maw started to wrinkle as whiskers twitched every so often a fang could be glimpsed pass flexing gums.
Ears in a flash flicked back as Morning Star heard the approach of another. It was too soon for Faer and Cain to have returned. Paw slowly relaxed and placed its self back on the ripples grown under him. The waves of the ocean roar and slashed carelessly on the sore. Just as subtly and unoticed as the sneaky tide, Morning Star's features relaxed to a stoic uninterested state. Maw, slacked to a emotionless line.
So, it seemed he would have a vistor.
Gold flecked and white line brow rose subtly to show his faint interested. Tail rose and rippled to a flick as if to remove the distasteful sand from fur. Such a bothersome thing sand was...it was everywhere, just like earth. It was plentiful, and...everywhere. Yet, so useless and boring.
But yet...that blasted and cursed brown...Thing....got the better of them. It had to be more by Nikita's might at any case. He had trained her well, perhaps too well....though she too seemed to control fire it's self. How flame would come so easily to Her, when Cain and he had such a hard time starting a single flame! Now, that...that was power. Far better then moving pebbles.
Water lapped on the shore and teased at tasting the light B'alam's toe. The cool water would do well to remind him of the passing time and length of his inner brewing.
The other soon approched.
Perhaps, he should rise to greet the other. Morning Star's distasteful thoughts disagreed with the thought. Cloud colored chin rose slightly as his head turn his attention from the encroaching Nahtil. A somber breath slowly passed stoic maw.
At anycase, he did need to start anew. Repair and recrute from the rubble and ash the two Rivial b'alam had left 'wonderfully' left for him.
Eyes lookes once more to the land that lay past the ocean. Cain was out there scouting at this vary moment, he of course would do better in the cloak of night, and Morning Star would have to wait for next day break before he was given word. Faer, was looking for patches and he too should be returning on the marrow.
So Much work was to be done. Work he would do well to make sure would not be so easily distoryed. Morning Star had a feeling that their little group would not be removed from the eyes of that Earther and Nikita. No doubt they would be gathering more as well...
Morning Star felt it deep in his soul, he needed to be stronger. They needed to be stronger.
That was it...Cain, Faer and he needed to become -stronger-. Stronger, like Nikita or else they wouldn't prosper.
"You are far from your colony, Earther." The Light B'alam spoke boldly, his head raised to help his voicals along in the shore wind. His voice was soft, but easily carried. That white tail of his once more swished behind him, this time in a more taunting and almost pronounced irate flick.
The golden scales that rested gracefully on top of white fur. The hard shells shimmered by the light of the sun's rays as his body turned subtly so. White paws rose and hunches removed themselves from wet dust and shore. Gracing the water, with a single step Morning Star straightened and his fuzzed chest puffed proudly. His head raised and the sun glance off the broken and torn notch on his head. A tree like broken horn, one of which he brandished like a crown.
Just as he did, the wind picked up from the waves and kicked up flicks of sand, as if the Weaver himself contested such a proud thing.
Morning Star, would scoff at such an idea, after all the Weaver did 'give' him such a fate to wear such a scar. He too did nothing to 'save' his self proclaimed 'son'. A 'son' he did not save who had a plain pelt of violet and beige...
In remembrance, Morning Star dawned the skin of another animal. It draped regally around his shoulders and back, Like well won robe. It was token and prize given to him by a beloved follower from a frayed yarn. The pelt was royal purple and tan in color....
Krusnik05 Hey, sorry for the lack of a pic of MorningStar, do you want me to add it?
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2015 9:51 pm
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Morning Star released a heavy breath through closed maw and seethed nostrils. His white pristine tail tip twitched with a unspoken agitation. An agitation that was brought on by his own memories of that fateful day of realization, of how easily it had been to destroy and rob everything he had work so hard for.
That, and now he would have to be now sociable with another. As the light b'alam had turned himself, his tail behind subtly sweet the salty air around them, a faint fragrance gifted by the sea before her and behind him. As teal eyes rested themselves on the odd colored Nahtil, Morning Star's maw only seemed to thin out all the more. As she smiled, Morning Star's emotion was unhindered as the polite b'alam answered him. Easily Morning Star picked up on the given information. Information that someone like him was quick to analyze and had already started to pull it apart to find his own ploy, as well as uses for it...
She was an outsider, and felt like she didn't belong...
White tail tip ticked, as if to keep time for Morning Star's calculated thoughts, as it mauled over what his eyes where seeing.
A Nahtil, an...Earthkin, her strange somewhat bright markings, yet...darkness behind her eyes? It wasn't that strange of a sight to the gold tahtil, as Cain's eyes too rest on a black scalara. Though for someone as brightly colored by the Maker, it almost seemed cruel. Eyes narrowed at the reminder that it wasn't the first time such a thing was made true in darkness for him. Tail flicked, and brow raised removing the lick of emotion that had graced his elegant features. Eyes took in the curious note upon his broken crown, or rather assumed it was there. He had yet to meet another that their eyes didn't first travel there, so it was safe to assume her eyes did the same. Morning Star's head slowly turned and tiled up as if to show the scared and scaved horn all the more. Giving dimensions to the damage it had sustained, a mark of his own suffered pain.
"Sand is just easily scattered by the wind, yet it doesn't change what it is." Morning Star stated in a steady string of words. All of which seemed to have a desire to pause, as if every single word wanted a somber moment to think for it's self; demanding to make clam to their mater-of-a-fact made sentence. His tone was skillfully twisted, to easily confuse or bate another to accept the sentence in kind or harshness...
A smile slowly pulled it's way on the other's maw, it was so subtle one could question if it was hollow...
"You sound so alone, you poor woven creature." Left Morning Star in a understanding tone, as vary well place paws carried him closer to Nahtil. His maw dripped with sympathy, and his words where lined with honey. Surely he meant every word in kind. Right? How could he not, how could one know?
Morning Star's head lowered past his shoulders as he stepped closer to the newly met Nahtil, White paws gripped the earth with every step, the little jostle of his shoulders caused the rub of his to shift mildly. His steps slowed as he reached a more comfortable talking distance. Just close enough to hear comfortably, but far enough to not encroach on her personal space.
"Have you been traveling long?" The Shinning Light was polite to ask, his nose could pick at scents that where not around the imminent territory.Tail curiously swipped behind him. Straightening his head head, his eye level rose above her's naturally once more. His stance stood tall and poised, his perfect stature was only muddied by the noticeable breathing by the natural rise and fall of his chest.
If she was from far off, perhaps she somehow missed the ruckus that Nikita and that brown Earth b'alam caused. Better the chances that she hadn't crossed paths with such a trouble maker and a failed portage'. Though even if she wasn't from that far, she surely hadn't ran into that Earth B'alam or she would have know who was was, or rather what he did. Such slander was easily spread
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 12:03 pm
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Morning Star's slow taken steps halted out of kind as his teal faded eyes took in the backed-up steps the Earth-kin made. A little smile curled at the corner of the Tahtill's maw. She spoke well of the wind, though honestly that wasn't what had drawn the smile at the corner of his maw.
"Oh Yes, that is vary true." The light b'alam easily praised her answer, a commending nod left the Tahtil. His steps slowled to a stop, and his white spotless tail raised and curled. She did answer well, in likeness and observation of the wind.
However...
" but the wind is free to go where it wants." Morning Star added, his head turned showing off the stub on his head better. The torn bark on the nob's points was dulled by time.
" Unlike the grains of sand that are limited by it's self, and at the mercy of wayward gusts." The Elegant b'alam gave a reassuring smile, as his gaze watched how her ears lowered.
"You flatter me, Nahtill..." Left Morning Star in a soft luring tone, one that complimented her own and the compliment she offered to him. Lowering his hunches, he made a less imposing posture. His paws pressed and rested comfortably together, his sit was tall and proud. Perfect tail gracefully moved around his body to curl properly around his paws. Ears eagerly listened to her tale, how they perked and angled listening to everywhere carefully.
Osumare, had traveled vary far for how long she had been awaken. Needless to say, such travels where impressive. Morning Star knew of the others, and the length between the distance of them. She had no doubt seen much and experienced more then just loneliness. Perhaps she was seeking a place to call 'home'. Then again, wasn't that the sole thing the Weaver seemed to ingrain in each and everyone of his creations. A desire to find a place where they belonged.
"Oh, there is more like you." Morning Star was keen to let her know, there was meany more. "In fact, your kind are the greatest of numbers." The Tahtill told her in truth. Truth was nothing that was spared from the lips of this 'king', he just had a way of words in that sense.
A soft chuckle left the Tahtill.
"They don't hide from you, Nahtill..." The light B'alam smiled, and paused at the reminder that he did never learn her name, and she didn't know his.
"That I have, among the first." Morning Star spoke with a slow nod, how did he know that? The Maker himself had told him so. Told him and his 'brother'...
"And worry not, I am still looking for a new place to call home." The Light B'alam let her know gently. He was hopping to find that the island off in the ocean would be a fitting place to set up...a living. A place they all could call home, and not be disturbed. Build an empire that could not be destroyed by an Fire kin and her...pet.
However....
"It seems, thought in my greeting. I neglected to introduce myself." The Morning Star spoke, his elegant tail shifted from it's curl around him. It flick and twisted behind his body. Raising his paw he placed it on his chest.
"I have given myself the name of Morning Star." The B'alam spoke, his head seemed to raise a little, no doubt elevated by pride. "As it is my given dream to be a guiding light, to all creatures that dwell on this earth." Morning Star let the other know, a confident smile on his maw.
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2015 8:57 pm
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Morning Star's tail shifted and twitched as the Nahtill, wisely brought up the earth tribe's...the sands debility. Yes, they where rather resilient. It was about the only thing the tribe had going for them. Perhaps that was more to blame for Cain's failure to....take care of the grown cub, when first asked, and when they all had first met Nikita. Another swish of his tail, ponder on a curious thought-if Cain had failed to let one little cub return to the earth, what of the full grown adult? The silver one.
"..Hmm." Morning Star's tail flicked and eye lids blinked as they renewed focus on the Nahtil before him.
"The sand does still mange to survive in all it's travels." The Light B'alam smiled, eyes flickered a little less enthusiastically. He could agree with her thoughts on the subject.
To his everlasting 'joy'...
Some how those two grains of sand must have managed to survive, even to a power dark triber, blessed with the desire for blood and strong powerful wings. The paws he sat on, gripped the earth with a tell of unseen frustration.
Morning Star's ears flicked back to Osumare's sudden excitement and stand. Fade Teal eyes widened ever so slightly, the movement was a little unexpected but obvious it couldn't be held back in her excitement. Such things must be a blessing for those that could still express genuine joy...
That had fade for Morning Star the moment the Maker turned His back on him when he needed him most.
The smile remained on Morning Star's features as the surprise faded and she replaced herself in her seat.
Truly...Yes.
Slowly, the Tahtill nodded to his guest.
Admittedly, it was rather amusing for Morning Star to see another so delighted in knowing that there was others like her around. Morning Star, had no delight in seeing another like himself, they where all so passive and....complacent. So Reliant on the one that created them and the one that was also so quick to toy with them.
Osumare, had gained a genuine laugh from the b'alam that talked with her. A laughter that caused his chin to rise as he opened his maw.
"No need to apologize, sweet Osumare. You will find your place.." Morning Star reassured gently, the comment of 'lord' and 'king' teased too sweetly at the broken horned b'alam. It did well to pet and tease unknowingly at his ego. Though Admittedly he had never concerned himself with the idea of eating alone or being such, a burden. Not after he was left to survive the dark, after that it was embraced as a lifestyle and way to live.
"It is grand to have met you," The Light B'alam added with more of a grin. Thoughtfully, he let his eyes close.
" and I am afraid I must have given myself away. However My kingdom or rather clan is still small." Morning Star, easily admitted.
"But full of purpose." The King smile letting his eyes open to rest fully on the Earth B'alam before him.
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 9:14 pm
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Morning Star's tail shifted and reached up to tease the air, with a slight twitch as he thought about why his clan was still so small, and why he was away from them. That and even this Earth B'alam knew of it's greatness that was going to be. Surely it was a sign, that even this all most stranger knew of how great the kingdom was destined to be.
Perhaps there was purpose for Osumare, in this Clan as well...
Hmm.
"No, need not worry about it." Morning Star spoke, to her soft spoken statement. His tail twisted and turned it's self to relax once more around his paws and body.
"there are far more important things to dwell on, my Nahtil." The Light b'alam was fair to let her know. After all, he did say not to apologize to it...
That, and she did call her 'my lord'....
Though, the thought of them..his Clan's men, being 'friends' was a bit tasteless in his maw, but in a way they where a 'family'. If that is what the world of B'alam could call a group of like minded individualizes that follow the orders of one without question...then yes, Morning Star could call his clan a 'family'...
Morning Star's head raised ever so slightly, as Osumare complimented him once more. His head turned a little to the side as if to show of the better angle of his maw. Yes, he too did agree that he was a good one, a good ruler it was only fitting that she would see it as well..
"Thank you, Osumare." Morning Spoke in a greatful tone, elegance rippled and seemed to even drip down his golden scales.
"I am sure they do." The Tahtil stated, his head tilted and nodded to his words. " But their duty must take precedence over their heart." Morning Star smiled.
"After all, a Kingdom isn't built by desire alone." The light let the Earth know, turning his head Morning Star looked once more over to the island that floated off in the distance.
releasing a sigh, he spoke once more, his tail shifted across the sand in a flick.
"We where invaded, and attacked." Morning Star spoke, turning his head he looked fully back at Osumare. "Everything that we did have-though it wasn't much, was ripped from us." The shinning light's eyes took on a deceiving sorrow filled look, accented by a slight glaze.
"We lost everything." Morning Star sighed once more, his head shook slightly. If he had ever seen that pink hair monstrosity again, and Nikita-he would tare them both apart.
"Our vary cubs where even stolen from us." For the first time, the Tahtil's eyes dropped to the sands. If only to hide the glare that was taken in his gaze. To hide the fact that he honesty was more angered that the cubs where taken back, then he had lost them....
Cain, and Faer had worked hard to find those cubs.
All that work lost, tools take and stolen from him...
Morning Star's tail flicked and landed rather roughly in the sand once more.
"We have no other choice, but rebuild. " The Nahtil spoke, looking back up to Osumare once more, only after he could fully remove the anger from his teal gaze. "And I am far more determined to find a safe refuge, I...we will not suffer such a lost again. " The statement caused Morning Star to blink, he paused.
" We can't, -my- b'alam deserved to be protected." It was a nice recovery, and was a vary admirable statement....
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2015 4:01 pm
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Morning Star's head angled just a little as Osumare spoke on duty, she did certainly speak from the heart and such words make the best kind of follower. His white spotless tail shifted while considering dastardly thoughts.
Perhaps, he could find use for this earth Nahtil, only time would tell...but there was considerations....
Nodding slowly, Morning Star agreed to her spoken words, and let a soft smile tug at his maw. His eyes closed to hide the wicked calculation that reflected in them. She was right, the monsters where bad in every way.
How dare them....
How dare he...
Nodding to her words, he couldn't agree more with this Nahtil, she was taking everything just as he wanted her to. After all, why did she have any other reason to believe differently?
"Yes, this is why I have my fleeting sight on something more unreachable." The proud B'alam hummed gently in agreement. Just as the last of his words left his maw, his head turned to take a glance at the island that rested across the sea.
Cain would be back tonight, if Osumare truly wanted to stay...she would have until then to decide. Tail shifted, if not....
Tail shifted once more in the sands, and a soft breath left the light leader a grin turned on his maw.
"If the conditions are right, I will start rebuilding soon enough..." Morning Star spoke....
"..That is for the good of my B'alam." He recalled to state once more.
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 5:03 pm
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