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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 11:25 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: Jackariah Beckett Who are you entering with? Darwin Link to the RP you're using: None Prompt response: One of Darwin's farehead fingers twitched as a fly landed gently on it then flew away. There was no use opening one of his sightless eyes to gaze at it, so instead, one of the eyes on his tail lazily opened as it swirled by on a little breeze. The sun was so warm today. A spring day that almost belonged in the Summer, had it not been for the gentle breeze.
Darwin lazed around for a few more minutes. The Inn keeper had given him the day off and now that he had one, he wasn't quite sure what to do with himself. He had recently finished the three sided barn and because of all his hard work, was relieved of any other cleaning duties for the day. Darwin sighed, if only Txiki had also been given the day off. Then he could spend it gleefully laughing with her in the meadow. Darwin's cheeks warmed and turned pink as he envisioned her hair softly lifting and twirling as a breeze played with it.
He quickly shook the image out of his head and attributed the dizzying warmth of his muzzle to the open sun. "Maybe there is something I can find to do in the forest" he mumbled to himself. His hoof lifted slowly at first, lifting the next after as he shook his resting body back into shape. If he could find something to do, maybe find some new flowers to give to Txiki, then his mind wouldn't be so idle and wicked as to give him hopes.
The path that wound into the forest was now very familiar to him. He had journeyed down it often in the few months he had been there. Always taking the same route to the gentle stream they collected water from. Now, on a day with no other responsibilities, he could have the time to explore. He passed the first few paths to branch off. They were still too close to the Inn. He wanted to go deeper and see if he could explore.
His mind drifted slowly as his hooves carried him on. He soon found a path he could take and swerved to join it. It was pretty, this new path of his. Still no new flowers yet, but he was hopeful. Birds chirped in the trees, two by two. A rabbit couple hopped across the path up ahead, on their own adventure he was sure. He watched as they stopped to nuzzle each other, then run as they spotted him.
A crease started to form on Darwin's forehead. His mind snapped back from his drifting as his ear twitched and realized what his sighted eyes had been seeing. He had to remind himself, it was SPRING! Of course there would be animal couples this time of year.
"Couples" he breathed to himself. Contemplating all that entailed with the term. And, with whom it was his minds eye zeroed in on. It was Txiki. It had been Txiki since the day he had seen her in her little cup garden. He had found the garden and had ventured in to view all the sleeping flowers. Because of this, he had almost stepped on her house. He couldn't help but to quark a smile as he remembered the fiery temper as she zoomed over and gave him a tongue lashing.
Though his smile faded slowly as he wondered when he would convey his true feelings to her. He knew her situation, but was it really enough for him to stay like they are right now? Was it enough to only have her gently nuzzling him in his dreams? To watch over the foals they could have, if only she knew how to become full sized again. Then, if then, he could confidently tell her how he felt. Even if it was to be turned down, at least he knew it wouldn't be because there were any limitations between them.
He frowned as he continued to think. Maybe he should leave, and find a full sized flutter who could convince her that she was capable of being Darwin's size. Personal growth could only happen if one moved forward to it, after all. He looked down to the hooves that had stopped moving in his deep thought. He forced them to move now. No longer on a journey to find flowers.
He would go to the Inn keeper and explain to her that he needed to leave. After all she had done for him, he could not just abandon her without an explanation. He hoped she would understand, but even if she did not, he needed to go on this journey. To grow into a stallion worthy of bringing himself into Txiki's heart.
Sorry, I might have gone a little overboard with my One-Shot >3>;;;.
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2017 10:51 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: Thalea Who are you entering with? Inanna Link to the RP you're using: N/A Prompt response:
Silver stands of hair danced in a soft breeze, golden eyes that used to be filled with vivacious energy now appeared forlorn. The eyes belonged to a mare who before the incident a few months past had been filled with life and love, but an angry jealous heart changed the course of her life forever. “I used to be happy all the time, and now there are times when I see the joy in life, mostly thanks to my love who saved me, but other times the world seems bleak. My own sister tried to kill me; she buried me alive beneath my favorite tree. There I would still be if it were not for my guard and love, who saved me from the fate of death.” Memories of the dark suffocating abyss fill her head for a moment. Death was soon upon her, but then a light cast away the darkness and the one who guarded her since she was little brought her back to the light, forever becoming her savior and protector.
Inanna gave a long sigh and gazed up at the star filled sky, thinking back on all the memories she had with her sister and brother. They were a happy family, or so Inanna had believed, yes, there were fights, but what family did not have spats here and there? Nothing in those memories gave warning to what Ereshkigal would do. Inanna paused, perhaps there was something that had brought upon this terrible tragedy. Ereshkigal had loved a stallion once and it was under Inanna’s command when he was killed. Ereshkigal had blamed Inanna for his death ever since. Inanna felt terrible for her sister and tried to help, but no words could sooth the broken heart. She had thought time would heal the ache, but it turns out she was wrong. “If I was not blinded by my role as a warrior and my thirst for frivolous ‘necessities’ of life, perhaps I would have noticed how the darkness had begun to take over her life.
“I am a terrible sister. I am not saying I deserved what I got; no one deserves to be murdered or almost murdered by a family member. But now I am aware of my sister’s suffering and only desire to help her be free from the darkness. That is my one true wish, to free my sister from this dark fate she set upon herself. I want to be able to help her, to save her from the monster she is slowly becoming.” The mare with a tree took a deep breath, her voice strong in her conviction to save her sister, “I am not sure how I will accomplish this or if I will even succeed, but there is one thing I know, I must try.” Plans of attack formed in her head, she could do this, and she could take back her sister from the darkness. She could not bring back the stallion her sister lost, but she could help heal the broken heart she inadvertently caused. With one last look up at the stars and her wish hanging in the crisp night air, Inanna returned to her small army and the one who gave her a second chance at life.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 4:24 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: ~Twilight...Angel~ Who are you entering with? Kadentsu Link to the RP you're using: N/A Prompt response: Kadentsu had always considered it. Always wanted it. It's just... hard to obtain. After all, baskets don't just fall out of tree or something. And plus, then who would have made the baskets? That is just a handful of problems waiting in that alone. She wanted more though. And badly. Perhaps this was a problem for when the star comes around again? Or perhaps she would have to find someone to just help her out with it. After all, her first mate was a one night stand. Why not find another? Though how did one even go about doing that? How did one find a forever mate? Maybe she would have to work on that second part a bit more. There was someone she has once. That was a long time ago now. Though thoughts of it do make her feel rather wistful. It was even before her precious first baskets that she met this long since left mate. She would have to try again. One can't just be lonely forever. Or at least she doesn't think so. Kadentsu's son, Makoto had a mate now. He was the only child who had really stayed in contact with her, so he was the only one she actually knew about. His mate seemed a rather nice sort. Maybe she could find herself a good mate like that. And the two seemed rather good with each other too. They would make very beautiful babies. When they get around to it. That's another thing she would love to have, grandchildren. Little babies that aren't hers, but she can spoil them anyway. That would certainly be... grand, to say the least. The feeling of expanding ones family. Spreading about. That would be rather nice. Her family needs to be bigger. Or at least in her mind. Not even her brothers have children that she knows of. At least she has been able to make her mothers grandmothers. Kadenstu sighed thoughtfully, now back to the matter at hand. She needed herself some more children. Well, needed in the sense that her maternal side rather demanded it at this point. What kind of a stallion would work? Even then, what if she found a mare who worked better? Either would really be fine with her. She would just have to figure out... how... to find them. She sighed a bit more. Maybe she would just go out and wander a bit. Perhaps she could find herself a wonderful knight in shining armor. She was a Princess of sorts after all. Princess' usually need Knights. Or that's usually the way the story went. Maybe she could find a mare she could be a Knight for, much like her own mothers story. Well, both of them. Her father was never really the Knight type it seemed. "Huh... How did mother and father even meet?" She stood wide eyed for a moment. How had she never even thought on that before? How had she really never heard how it happened? Maybe she would just have to go and ask her mother for some advice...
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 5:10 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: ~Twilight...Angel~ Who are you entering with? Astúcia Protecció Link to the RP you're using: N/A Prompt response: Astúcia was never really sure about the children thing. It's something he had always had in his thoughts though. Since he was little, in fact. The way his parents got along wonderfully. Then having himself and his siblings together. Of course his sister had been a let down to the family, but his brother wasn't too bad at all. He often actually wondered how disappointed his parents actually were in his sister. If they still were. And where were they? Though, he guessed, where they were was kind of a mute point when it came to if they were disappointment or not. That was something he had never really been afraid of doing though. Though now he did wonder if he was a disappointment to them. He wasn't sure how he would have been, but perhaps? He sighed heavily, "That has nothing to do with me now. Not until I find them. Not until I find all of them." He sighed a bit more. Slowly thoughts came back to him about having his own children. Children were certainly a surprise for him. It had been strange staying with their mother in her woods while their children grew. But, it had been an adventure as well. He enjoyed every moment of having their own small family all together. Though they have gone their own way since, his son was still with him. And, he assumed, his daughter was with their mother in the forest still. She had seemed to want to stay with her after all. He wondered to himself a bit if he would know if his daughter had babies. Would she tell him? Would their mother tell him? Astúcia shook his head to clear it. Maybe he should stop thinking about his kids having kids. As it was his son already had a lifemate. Maybe he would be a grandfather soon. That was a strange thought. He should have more of his own kids before that happens. "Yeah... More children would be fun..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 7:34 am
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: DarkenWoodWolf Who are you entering with? Vasire Link to the RP you're using: NA Prompt response: There was little that Vas enjoyed more than standing knee deep in cool swirling water, the sun hot on his back. The company of a certain princess of a certain herd might be one of those things. Hell, was pretty much the only thing he could thing of at any given time. His thoughts were full of sky colored hide, glowing eyes and markings, and the scent of a summer storm on the wind. It was true that he hadn't been around this lovely lady all that much, but he couldn't get his mind off her. Not even if there were persons who would rather that happen. Vas wasn't one for doing anything just because someone told him too. It was much more likely that he would do the opposite, just to be contrary, unless he knows that the person giving him an order wants him to do the opposite of what they say, then he will just most likely do something way off the reservation, just to keep things interesting. And boy, did he love to keep things interesting. But there was one thing that provided him with clarity, more so than anything else. And that was what he was doing right now, trying to think about what his next move should be. And somewhere between the cool water and the warm sun, he hoped he would find it. Vas wanted to make a move, some move, toward a future with this certain lady, something more than what they were. Things had started out well, a jealous tiff turned into a protective act. Friends from the start. Possibly from forever, but he really didn't know much about that. Whispers of things half remembered, like a dream. Not that any of that mattered to him now, in the present, he just was trying to figure out what his next move should be. He'd never really pursued someone like this before, not with an intention of forever. Vas didn't even know he had it in him to want forever, but this little storm singer of his, if she could be called his, got inside his head, made him want to walk beside her for the rest of their lives. It was an odd feeling, not one he was familiar with, but one that he wanted to follow, to figure out, nonetheless. Vas just didn't know how. It never had a family, not like she did, and bowing under any authority makes his skin crawl, but for her? He would most definitely try. So that left him with a few choices. The first would make the most sense, speaking directly with his little storm singer. But, he was hesitant to make that move if it would put her at odd with her family. So, the choice he obviously was going to go with was to talk to her father. Nothing like asking permission, because no. He didn't need permission to love her. But he did need permission to join the herd, and seeing if he was welcome, well, that was something else. Still, how to get the stallion alone and express that he was only trying to see if they would welcome him rather than make it seem like he was asking for permission. Thoughts. There had to be someway, he knew. Blowing out a sigh, he stepped out of the cool water, shaking off his paws. No time like the present after all.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 11:06 am
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: Mahogany Sunset Who are you entering with? Salvator Nyárë Link to the RP you're using: n/a Prompt response: Each day began with a routine. Some might even call it a ritual, but for Salvator, it was simply his usual way of doing things. Each part of his morning bore special significance to the young stallion, despite the simple nature of each step. First, he rose and stretched from his nest in the safe zone, for he had not been claimed by a Flock sister yet. He stretched toward the sun, and then toward the earth, giving thanks to each in turn. Lastly, he nodded deeply to his queen, who watched over them ever so carefully.
Once his stretches had been done, he pulled his blanket from his nest. He did not sleep on it; it was just that he kept it there, folded neatly in the corner. Holding it by one edge, he shook it out, its bright colors glowing in the sun. Once it had unfurled, he threw it over his back and headed over to the trading area, where he would gently spread out his blanket and wait for the listeners to come.
With luck, the stories he told would change lives for the better.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 11:13 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 11:29 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 12:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 1:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2017 10:03 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: dawns_aura Who are you entering with? Jaehaerys Link to the RP you're using: n/a Prompt response: I was a gift from the stars. At least, that was what momma always said. And while she is prone to flights of fancy, I never doubted this. I can't remember a foalhood, happy, indifferent or otherwise. One moment there was nothing, and the next … I simply was. And I was with my family. With Momma and Dad, and I was happy. I am happy. I am loved. A gift from the stars, to two souls who wanted me more than almost anything.
My sisters are the same as me. Gifts from the stars. I know momma and dad both want a large family. Momma because that is what she had growing up, a large close-knit, and she wants me and my sisters to experience the same kinds of bonds as she had. Dad, because his life growing up was almost the complete opposite. He had his twin and that was all. So momma and dad try to have a family in the normal way – no matter how traumatic it is for me to think, and I try not to very often - but so far, in that they have been unlucky. But with the stars, they have been blessed. Myself, Laena, Viserra, 'Ella and Rhaenys. We are their children, and we come from the stars.
When momma first heard about it – the wishing star – a star that can grant the fondest wishes of ones heart – from children, to friends, to family thought long lost. She knew that this was one way she could get the family she so longed for. Dad, being dad, was skeptical. But he loves momma so much, believes in her even when he can't have faith in anything else, he decided it couldn't hurt to try.
So I know there are some rituals and superstitions that have grains of truth to them, and some that might even work for whatever one wishes for. They work for those who have faith. In this case, I am more my father's son than my momma's. I am more down-to-earth, rational. I believe in things that can be seen, and felt, touched and smelt. Things I can find real. Those can be had and appreciated, or protected from. I am an elder brother, and I must be strong for my family. For my little sisters, for Laena, 'Serra, 'Ella, and 'Enys.
So perhaps I don't have faith. Perhaps I should say I don't have any reason to need faith. I may not have a partner with which to share my life and no desire for a family of my own just yet. And I am happy as I am. I need no superstitions or rituals in my life.
I should say if there are any superstitions or rituals I need in my life, the faith that is necessary for those, my faith is in my momma. She is my faith, my ritual and my hope. Just as I am her eldest, her only boy. Her gift from the stars.
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2017 4:06 pm
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I wish I May, I wish I might!
Username: Kaya Wolf Moon Who are you entering with? Hollow Tzalmon Link to the RP you're using: N/A Prompt response: "I don't know if there are things such as spirits or gods. I've never really sought that answer. To bow to the whims of things that can't be seen, it's just not something that I do. And why should I? If spirits and gods do exist, then what have they done for me? I was born a monster according to many I've encountered. A plague upon the world that should be purged. Hardly anybody gave me reason to live. What sort of all powerful entities create a life such as mine? Do I choose to believe that it's for their own amusement, or is it really that they don't exist?"
"No matter the answer, I can only live my life the best way I see fit. My actions and decisions are my own. I know full well that there are those out there who perform rituals, who pray to these ethereal beings that may or may not exist. Good for them. That's their prerogative, but it's not mine. I'll don't need to do any of that to find my way in this world. I've done well enough on my own, and with the help of those few whom have accepted me. So there is no wishing upon a star for me. Even if I did, I doubt it would be answered. However, if I COULD have a wish, it would be to stop the looks. The sneers, the stuck-up noses, the absolute distaste that others gaze at me with. Perhaps if that wish were to come true...perhaps then I could believe in some greater benevolent power as my adoptive father does."
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