~Goennec~ Round: Closed

My gallery · by **Benedict** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 4:09 am

Goennec Pen #: 8
Name: Tuirrel
How would you use him/her: Oh gawd, for too much stuff XD Like my two other goeys, he would be constantly doodled upon math sheets, sometimes headmate, thought about and perhaps RPed(prolly registered in the RP X3).
He would be anice buddy to just think and create stories about, even if he will be kept in my head, I promise he will not suffer.
Define your Goennec:

"Cowards die many times before their deaths,
The valiant never taste of death but once."

Name:
Home Country:
Age:
Hair:
Eyes:
Race:
Build: The long legs and short fur makes him look rather frail and comical in appearance, making his tallness and large horns contrast with his skinny and slim build.
Archetype:
Weapon of Choice: His wit. he loves demonstrating his supiriority to others, even in a siv-battle, by using clever tricks and hiding behind a facade when he feels like concealing his true purpose.
Likes: Tuirrel enjoys learning, though he can be very relucant about it at times, but will still listen to whatever the lesson is. He has a thing for the natural world and the forces behind it, and often wonders in his mind why certain things are like this or that. He generally enjoys having the attention of anyone whom he respects or admires, and will often 'suck-up' to that goennec.
Dislikes: Physical fighting as he is not very good when he is horn-locked with another ram. The weak of mind, though sometimes he finds joy in making them believe something that is not. He rather hates does generally, thinking fo them as weaker than the rams and for no other purpose than carrying the species forward.
Goals: Tuirrels biggest goal in his life, wether he realizees it or not, is to understand everything.
Magic:
Subplot:
Hobbies/Fun Time: Discovering and exploring are his prime things that he finds exiting and interesting, however he does not like to spend his time doing it alone. Being in company of someone with his respect or an equal is also a big thing.
Flaw: Tuirrel is generally not too concerned with the well-being of others and is often very arrogant and inconsiderate. He also does not consider does as equals at all.
Motivation: To impress so he can be in a higher standing with others.
Out of Ordinary: He can eb an incredibly quick learner, both in social situations and when it comes to the sciences.
Advantage: Very quick wit
Scared Most By: That everything will fall apart for him, that 'Vekke' shatters and he looses all respect and standing.
Greatest Accomplishment:
Greatest regret:
Skills:
History:
General personailty:
Tuirrel is very secret about how he feels and will not speak honestly unless he's in the presence of someone whom he admires or trusts. He usually will keep his true intentions and personality concealed behind the disguise of a cowardly, stuttering and weak-minded youngster, this disguise or alias is known to him and his closest relations as 'Vekke' and he will almost never speak openly about it.

Amongst strangers he will usually stay silent and submissive, and if he needs to talk it will be in stuttering short sentences, that gets the point across as short form as possible. Amongst the few that he either respects or enjoys the company off, he will be very talkative and rather blunt about his point, but it is often unintentional. Generally he is very sensitive and has quite a high self-confidence, but he is very careful with showing that side of himself, even to those that he trusts, as he finds it to be a disadvantage to let someone 'win' in that sense.

It is a though job to win his repsect or admiration, as he will always in his mind look down on those that he does not know. When someone sees through his disguise, he becomes very angry and raging, but will admit his defeat by thinking of the other as an equal instead of an inferior.

Character template from here C:

FFFFFF ran outta time D8 SEE YA THE 7th! -going to Florence-

My gallery · by **Tiikeria** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 5:00 am

.:Goennec Pen #:.
1

.:Name:.
Kivuli
(Swahili for "Shadow" or "Shade")

.:How would you use her:.
Mostly in my mass story arc, where she would have her own story, or series of stories. Possibly, I may join the Goennec RP with her, though I don't RP that much anymore. She would also have her own page and corresponding art page on my character site, Vox Tigrem.

.:Define your Goennec:.

.:Gender:.
Ewe
(Female)

.:Height:.
1'11"

.:Abnormalities:.
All paws
Very poor vision
(She only really sees silhouettes during the day, and is mostly blind at night. However, no one knows of her disability, as she manages to function normally.)
Undifferentiated-type Schizophrenia
(Symptoms: Hallucinations, Delusions, Social Withdrawal, Hearing Voices, Difficulty in Expressing Emotions, Depression, Paranoia)
(Info provided by WebMD)

.:Theme:.
Black Dahlia by Hollywood Undead

.:Her Story:.

They call me insane. I call them the blind. They do not see what I see; the ghosts that haunt my nights. They are fools, but they are useful. They protect me, that is why I stay. I live in the shadows amongst them; they barely spare me a second glance. I am the lowest of the low, but, I do not care. They may think what they want about me, but I know what I do. They whisper, much like the voices that soothe me in the night; they whisper about my deeds.

It started the night of the Siv, my first Siv in fact. A handsome ram fought to have me join his harem; and I was extremely impressed. He was kind and protective; I found myself falling in love with him. I didn't understand that he would only be with me until the Siv had ended; my mind promised me forever. So, the season went, and with it went him. I was heartbroken, until I realized I still had a part of him; his kid was growing inside me. I was happier then I had ever been. I was going to be a mother, and he...he would have a reason to come back to me. Right?

Despite all of my nurturing, and my careful movements, my kid did not survive. The handsome ram I had been carrying was born still. I was convinced he had done this; he wanted nothing to do with me, so, he killed my little one. None in the herd believed my accusations against him; they were all in on his plan. It was no secret I was not wanted in the herd, but I was too weak to leave. After this, however, there was talk of exiling. They didn't want my genes destroying the strength of the herd. But they did not have to worry about that. I swore to myself that I would never participate in Siv again, unless he fought for me once more.

Siv came; he did not. I was hurt; did he not want me? No one did as it turned out, and I decided to take justice into my own paws. I came to him in the night, when he was most venerable; despite my poor eyesight, I could see him, resting in the grass, no doubt dreaming of breaking ewes' hearts. I couldn't let it happen. So, I killed him. My teeth, my small, sharp horns, my claws; they all worked together to end his wretched life. By the end, both he and I were stained with blood, and he was gone. Satisfied, I returned to my home in the shadows, laying down for the most peaceful night's sleep I had received in moons.

Since then the whispers have started. They say I am insane. I say they are blind. They don't see the ghosts that live among us; the ghosts that haunt my days, punishing me for my deeds. For he still walks here. He still laughs with them, talks with them, and lays with them. He is a ghost that specializes in manipulating the living. But, they will see. They will see the same truth I did. For now, I shall lay in the shadows, listening to their whispers, and knowing they are fools.

.:Notes:.
No, she didn't kill anyone. The schizophrenia he suffers from deluded her into thinking she killed him, when, in reality, he lived and still is in the herd. This is the ghost she sees. The kid, of course, was a stillborn, no foul play involved.

Alright, I had to. I was just planning on following the thread, and not adopting...buuuuuuuut...this gorgeous ewe caught my eye. So, here's my first try at adopting a Goey. 8D

My gallery · by **Desmond** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 5:02 am

My gallery · by **wibeke** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:11 am

Goennec Pen #: 2
Name: Carla
How would you use him/her:
Define your Goennec:

WIP of course. Not even sure if I'll actually go for her with school just starting up, but I'm just posting to remind myself in case I find time.

dragons · by **cafemochi** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:30 am

I would Die to have one.. But I don't think I'll win..I REALLY WANT HIM!

Goennec Pen #: Pen 8
Name: Naomi
How would you use him/her: I will use her as One of my Characters and Write a story for her, I will make people do wonderful at of him too!
Define your Goennec:
he is a very Brave Goennec, he will try her best to please people and will never give up, he is a true leader and not afraid to take a risk.

Edit: I made him a girl.. Opps >.< Fixed it.

My gallery · by **iBrevity** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:39 am

@Sparkle
8 is a male/ram, and must be kept as one. c:

dragons · by **cafemochi** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:41 am

iBrevity wrote:
@Sparkle
8 is a male/ram, and must be kept as one. c:

I Fixed it sorry bout that >.<

My gallery · by **alas,** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:42 am

.: Goennec Pen # :.
Pen 8. (Eight.)

.: Name :.
Plateau. (plaa-TOE) Otherwise known as Pleau. (ploe)

.: How would you use him/her :.
As a follower**. One to talk to when I'm alone, one to nuzzle me when I am frightened, one to be by my side with each step my feet take. He shall pull my grief away like cutting through butter. He will be my friend.

Pictures, stories, love, and immense care would swirl around him. I can offer a warm shelter (not just a character thread, my home as well) , love, and his own life. Not much, but you need what you need and nothing more.

**If you are wondering what a follower is, it is like a guardian. Not as protective, but they are always there for you whether you think about them or not. You may have up to twelve followers, but they are a very emotional being. You must be mentally and physically ready for such an act. I have worked for over six months fiddling with "guardian and daemon". Combinded, they make a follower, a rank of character entirely created by yours truly.

.: Define your Goennec :.
...

A major WIP.

My gallery · by **Brisa** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:54 am

Pleas excuse spelling, coherence mistakes, english is not my main language, and sometimes I cant find some mistakes
Loving is a way high price to pay
but still is way better than hate..

Goennec Pen #:
1
Name:
KALI
Gender: Feminine
Usage: Indian, Hinduism
Other Scripts: काली (Hindi, Sanskrit)
Pronounced: KAH-lee [key]
Means "the black one" in Sanskrit. The Hindu goddess Kali is the fierce destructive form of the wife of Shiva. She is usually depicted with black skin and four arms, holding a severed head and brandishing a sword
How would you use him/her:
I absolutely adore her in every way, the extra long manes always caught my eye and this little doe coloration just makes me love her more <3
She will get a spot in my character thread, art by me and by others, she will be friends with porfirio, my previously adopted purple goennec, and some kind of substitute mother to him.
And if I dont get to include the story about how the 2 met, since my week is very busy, I will make sure to write/finish it and post it in the fanclub thread to the interested ones to read ^^
The two would get perfectly together, and even interact with other characters of mine, like Castia, my fursona or Themis my marimae.
I can promess to give her everything I can to keep her happy and used ^^
Define your Goennec:

1'11"
Naturally colored
All Paws

Personal.ity
Kali is very calm and sweet, she hopes to keep everything in order, and to help everyone in need. She loves to learn, and knowledge in general, she is highly curious and normally doesnt take short answers as something serious, she can be very protective of her friends, and stubborn in her projects, but always being friendly and considerated. She had a hard childhood in her natal herd, her father was the leader ram, but was very cold and cruel, her mother accepeted that, and all the bad behaviour both received from him. One day, when everyone was sleeping she scaped from home, she wanted to test freedom, to live her life at her own, but soon she got lost in the woods and had to learn how to scape and protect herself from predators, but inside she still has the desire to see her parents again, tell them about her experiences and make a the happy family they never were. She kept a very weird life style until some time ago, she wandered through many different herds trying to fit in one of them, but she always felt lonely or a stranger and finally moved to a new one, this became into a terrible bad habit in her, and she almost thinked of it as normal until she met Porfirio, (my previously owned goennec) the young kid thaught her to take life as a wonderful memory and together they keep searching for a place to call "home"
Also, she keeps a secret deep inside her, or they would tell her she is mad, but sometimes she thinks she can manipulate the plants, like helping them grow faster, or at the other hand, die, she thinks it is realted to an old legend in her herd about goennecs being able to call nature and make it help them control their enviroment. She doesnt like her long mane, because all the cares it requires to look good, but when she is in a good mood and wants to, she combs her hair with a cute and small brush she made of thin but resistent branches. She is often sad about her heigh, she feels like she is a dwarf, until she meets porfirio who has very similar stature, only that he is a kid, and will grow up

Finally home

(related as Kali`s point of view
this story also features Porfirio, my goennec)
The dusk was closer, the supposed herd seemed farther than what the old ram told me, I kept walking and smelling the fresh spring air, the bees and butterflies looked amazingly beautiful, as a spectacle of colors and movement. I was very entertained walking through those unique meadows, until my gaze saw something even more beautiful, a small herd in the distance, it seemed it was just some miles away, and that made me happy, it had been long time since I left the last herd, and I needed some rest before I decided what to do.

I arrived at night, all the goennecs were sleeping except for one, an old ram welcomed me and asked me why I was there, he didnt seem distrustful, but very curious, it isnt normal that some lonely goennec appears some day in you herd, at least that`s what i heard, since I have been traveling since I was big enough to run from home. They were very nice to me and gave me a spot to sleep a while, when I woke up I felt like a completely new being, it had been very long since I last rested in peace a entire night, I always woke up or couldnt sleep at all trying to keep myself away from the possible predators. In the herd the curious lookings from all the goennecs and their common questions were like a routine to me, I answered easily my previously memorized speech, I wanted to make sure I could trust them more information about me, since it was the only thing I had to give, so I better was careful with it.

At midday I lunched alone, as I liked it, until a big shadow before my head made me look up, I saw a small kid staring at me closely, he seemed intrigued, but wasnt as cheerful or annoying as the others, that surprised me, he finally speaked "where are you from?" I stood up and looked closely at him, I have been always very short in height, but he looked tall and a bit muscular to his age, but his eyes was the most outstanding thing about him, they seemed to look deep inside your heart, his markings were highly different from the herd members, he possibly was a stranger too, "From the clearwaters herd" I answered, trying to analize his face expression. "I dont know where it is, but I am not from here too" his gaze seemed lost in the distance, as if he was lost in the memories...
"what happened to you?" painful memories flashed throught my mind "My father was cruel to my mother, she was rejected in her herd so we came here, but she is too sick lately to even walk" he trembled violently as he spoke, I felt a dejavu, I knew what was to carry a parents sins in one`s shoulders, I was totally blank, I couldnt find a good answer to give him, but strange enough he seemed as cool as he was just some minutes ago, ignoring the fact that he was about to fall crying some seconds ago "I am Porfirio" he said with a last smile, that started in his mouth, but faded long before it could reach his eyes, yellow and full of pain. We stayed both in silence, until I broke it to try to calm the atmosphere that just formed there " C`mon, Help me convince the prime to get me something to do" He smiled, obviously trying to focus in something else two.
With time I started to be more confident to me, he was like a little brother to myself, we spent pleasant afternoons chasing butterflies and telling ourselves stories about our herds and how different they were to our actual, we made an invisible deal that we wouldnt ask each other about our pasts, and it worked pretty well, I think that is called affinity, isnt it when two people connect very deeply in ways it isnt possible with others? well, I think thats what happened to us, we made our own world, far away from the looks of our herd companions and all the gossips and weird theries that surronded us, I can truly say, and I am sure Porfirio could as well, tell you we were almost for the very first time in our lifes, Very happy just with our company.
It all chenged when his mother died, she had been very weak for soo long I cant remember, and all the suffering she and her child passed by was one of the most difficult things I ever saw someone pass by. I remember he saw her each morning and Tried to talk with her, sometimes he received an answer, but some others she was soo weak that it was impossible to her to answer. After it, all the goennecs in the herd stared at the kid with pity, and I noticed he started to hate it, as I did, they turned into some strangers to us, I bet they ever were, but we just got tired of it after the event, and with that final mind we decided to leave the herd, just that this time, when we would pass by another herd I wouldn't be alone, and we wouldn't be strangers, we would be just travelers, visitants of far away lands, and we couldn't be the excluded, we would be our own herd, the herd of the ever traveling, the ever moving, we will be called, the travelers.

The new home
We packed our things and waited until dawn to start moving, at first the kid seemed sleepy and distracted, but i didnt care too much about it, after all he passed by It would just be some stress, in other hand the view of those beautiful fields in fall was sectacular, there was a beautiful rug made of red and yellow leaves, I almost felt as a queen walking in such elegance, and the weather was perfect, it was hot but with soft refreshing winds. At the afternoon we decided to stop a while and do some graze, I was starting to get worried about Porfirio, he didnt seem too well, so I asked him "Are you ok?" my eyes should have denoted much concern, because he looked at me some seconds before replying a simple no, I am ok. We kept walking and traveling many days, I thaught him to know when a wolf, or other predator was near, and how to avoid it or chase it away, he learned quickly, but seemed less cheerful and active everyday. and after all he was still a kid, he was supposed to act like one, so one day I decided I would make him tell me what was going on, I needed to know to being able to help him.
"Porfirio, watch out, those leaves are poisonous" I started the conversation, trying to sound as normal as ever, he smiled and told me he already knew, afterall I thaught him that the day before, I went directly to the point "Hey, whats wrong with you lately? dont try to avoid it, you seem different" I spoke the words fast and without pause, before I could regret anything, my heart started to beat wildly, I was worried he wanted to go back to the herd, afterall he was a kid and I an adult that acted like the oldest elder ever, how much fun could anyone have with me?, but the answer I was given was far away from my suspicions....

This part is a complete WIP, I dont think I will be able to continue this before form collection, and I am really sorry, I cant express it with words D:
But I can simply express in what it is like, it is describing how Kali and Porfirio built up their new home, and If I decide to try out another goennec in the future, how he/she joins the family
Specially since I would very possibly get a mate for Kali <3

Taking a walk in the forest
http://i1038.photobucket.com/albums/a466/BrisaGlacial/Adoptions/kaligoennec.png?t=1283561167

My gallery · by **versicolor** » Wed Sep 01, 2010 12:29 pm

Goennec Pen #:
1
Name:
Kasa
Means "dressed in furs" in Native American.
How would you use him/her:
Kasa would be a part of one of my horse herds, specifically the Delaware Herd. Though, eventually she would join my other Goennecs and become a part of the RP herd. I would RP her, but most likely later once she's at least had a developed history with the Delaware Herd. I would get art of her when I can and write about her interactions with her fellow herd members. She would get a page on my character site [which is under construction] and I think Kasa would make a lovely addition to my family of Goennecs.
Define your Goennec:
Biography
Name: Kasa
Nickname(s): None
Age: Five years
Gender: Female
Species: Goennec
Relationship Status: Single, not interested in a relationship
Offspring: None
Location: In the section of Appalachian Mountain range running through Pennsylvania. She lives with in Delaware Herd within their territory.

Personality
Kasa is a very gullible Goennec. She'll just about believe anything she is told and is totally trusting to anyone. Unless she finds out she had been lied to, then it would be extremely hard to earn back her trust. She loves to explore places outside of the herd's territory, but she is usually scolded by the lead as he considers her his adopted daughter. He is overly protective of her and she doesn't really like it. She wants to have more freedom, but Avair usually won't allow it. She loves to listen to the myths and legends told by the herd elders as they captivate and interest her. Whenever Kasa goes out exploring she will often try to search for the legendary beasts of the myths. Since she has only been around horses all her life, she would have a hard time interacting and socializing with other Goennecs. Kasa actually considers herself a horse, despite her obvious differences.

Kasa prefers to be alone, but is too fearful of what might happen if she decides to become a loner. The other members of the herd had told horrible stories about the fierce predators that prowled the area and those stories had struck her with fear. The only reason she goes exploring outside of herd territory is that she knows a fellow herd member would always be nearby. As she had found out on an accidental encounter, Avair sends out spies to make sure she doesn't get into any trouble. Kasa isn't terribly social and has very little friends in the herd. She sometimes plays with the newborn foals as she is small and gentle enough to not hurt them, but other than that she has no real friends to speak of. She only eats vegetation since she has grown up with horses her whole life and they don't ever eat meat, thus she has never really thought about eating meat. Also, the herd thinks that anything that consumes flesh is a deadly predator and they would probably consider her a predator for that reason.

Her Story
The huddled mass of dark fur was found curled up under an oak tree in the dead of night. A small figure of a newborn doe was curled up into a ball of warm fur, trying to grab any warmth possible. It was the middle of winter and there had been more snow than usual. The young Goennec's mother had abandoned her daughter as she was the smaller and sicklier of the twins the mother had given birth to. Her twin brother was the one that had been kept in the herd, while the Prime had ordered the black Goennec's mother to abandon the weaker sibling. The mother had obeyed orders and left her child out in the cold wilderness to die. The small creature was doing better than a Goennec with a normal mane would have though, as her longer mane had provided extra warmth. Still, the little one needed a place to call home and a loving mother to take care of her.

"What is it?" asked the lead stallion, Avair. He had a nasty tone if disgust in his voice. "Is it even alive?" Avair proceeded to prod the little creature with his front hoof, despite the horrified look on the lead mare's face. "Avair! You should know better than to just poke some helpless creature! I think we should take with us, on our way back into the herd's territory." she scolded, the disappointment evident in her voice. "Are you suggesting we take this weird little beast with us? It's not even a horse for all we know! I will not have it Kai." The lead was being stubborn, as he usually is. "But it's a dying newborn! We can't just leave it here, it might get attacked by a starving predator." Kai insisted. "And what will the others think of it? What if they shun it for being so different?" Avair asked, still not completely sure about the situation. "Then we will protect it and treat it as if it were our own. The herd members must take to it eventually." Kai was not about to give up on this little clump of shivering black fur.

While the two leads were bickering over what to do about the starving animal in front of them, the tiny thing began to move. It's deep violet eyes shone bright as it began to stand on its wobbly legs. It stared up at Kai, as if she were its mother. The small Goennec was hungry, searching for its mother's milk. It made its way over to Kai and it began to nurse as if it were completely normal. Kai seemed pleased while Avair had a look of shock on his face. "Fine we will keep it." He sighed and shook his head. "Good, then we shall name her Kasa for her extra fluffy fur." Kai said happily. When Kasa was done nursing the milk from her tender mother, she trotted up to Avair and nuzzled against his long legs. She was adorable he had to admit, but he still wasn't sure he liked this thing. It did have after all have sharp teeth as he had found out after she nipped at his tail.

[Kasa's PoV]
The tendrils of the warm fire danced and flickered, forming moving figures among the flames. I stared intently at those moving shapes, searching for the mighty Thunderbird to show itself. Cha'risa was telling a fantastical myth about the legendary Thunderbird while she was crafting the flames as a visual to the story. Father had told me the elders of our herd had mystical powers. The beautiful flames swirled and twisted into the crude form of a majestic bird, flapping its wings feverishly on top of a mountain. Lightning blot shaped flames shot in every possible direction when the great fowl blinked. The shooting fire reminded me of the shooting stars and comets dashing through the night sky. The crackle of the hearth began to get louder and louder as the Thunderbird flapped its wings even harder, it was the sound of thunder. Embers and dusty ashes were floating away in the cool night's breeze. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came past and blew the fire out as Cha'risa had finished the legend. And everything went dark around me. Wouldn't it be amazing though, to see a real Thunderbird?

The morning was beautiful and the mountain air was crisp. I was on a search for the Thunderbird, of course. After searching every possible place I could think of in the herd lands, I started to stray away from the territory borders. I knew the Thunderbird would be living on one of these mountains, Cha'risa had told me so. The fresh scent of pine needles wafted through the air and I could hear the beautiful melody of cheerful little songbirds. Kai had always told me to appreciate and get the most out of nature. The clouds to my east were starting to look grey and threatening, perfect. Cha'risa had said that the Thunderbird always brings a storm along with it. Would this finally be my chance to discover this elusive creature? But I wasn't alone. Was that the sound of a snapped branch? Was I being followed? My pace quickened towards the grey storm clouds, cautious of whatever was following me.

I could hear the sound of hoofbeats following me, so I know I wasn't accidentally mistaking my own footsteps as the pursuer. I only have paws. Did Avair come after me like he usually does when he fins out I'm off exploring? My father needs to learn to give me a little freedom once in a while. I am a fully capable adult after all. The thunderstorm was advancing towards me faster and faster. Finally I would get my chance. I could hear the sounds of the rushing winds and the pouring rain. And there was a thunderclap in the distance. It would still be hours until the storm would hit this area though. As I turned around to search for a place to wait for the storm, I saw a black and slender face hiding in the tall bushes. "Hey, you!" I yelled at whoever that was. "Why are you following me?" The silhouette of a tall and muscular horse emerged from its well hidden hiding spot and replied "The lead stallion, Avair sent me to watch after you and to make sure no harm is done to you." His voice was smooth as silk. "I can't believe he sent you after me! I do not under any circumstances need a baby sitter! I will have a talk with him when we get back. Come, let's get back to the herd lands." And I stormed off, not even caring if that horse was coming with me or not. I was too furious at Avair.

"Father!" I raised my voice at him while I was stomping up to him. "Why did you send a spy after me. You know perfectly well that I am a fully grown adult and do not need babysitting." Avair looked angered as well, I knew he was about to get stubborn again. But Mother was with him, so maybe she could persuade him. "Kasa, you know I deeply care about you. I don't want you to get killed by some vicious mountain lion or something." He reasoned, but that was not good enough. "But I can protect myself just fine! I'm not that helpless babe you had found nearly five years ago anymore!" Kai was remaining silent, how disappointing. "You need to calm down my lovely daughter. I sent him after you because I love you." But his efforts were in no way relieving. "No, it's because you don't trust me. You like to protect me. But maybe you protect me too much. I need more freedom." Finally Mother had heard enough and excused herself. She did not want any part of that discussion. So much for my idea of persuading dad. I just glared at him and marched off before he could reply; I too frustrated to listen to him anymore.

The only terrible and sad part about not having friends is that I have no one close enough to vent my feelings of frustration to. I was stuck with all my emotions bottled up and there was no way out. But there was no way I'm going to leave this herd, too many dangerous carnivores lurk the area. Just yesterday a newborn foal and its mother were killed while everyone else was sleeping. The only horses I ever interact with are the foals, but they are too young to understand what I'm saying anyways. And there was no way I could vent to either of my parents, they just don't understand me. Nobody understands me. I'm the odd one of this herd, they don't even think I'm a horse. Of course I am a horse though, right? And Kai and Avair are my real parents, no matter what they keep telling me. I'm starting to have doubts about what is true and what is a lie. Could it really be that I was abandoned by some mare unable to take care of a child? Of course not, that couldn't be it. I needed something to do so I could keep my mind off this upsetting subject. I know, exploring always calms my nerves. I just hope Avair doesn't find out that I'll be off exploring again.

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