Sᴜʀʀᴇᴀʟ Wɪɴᴅs ⊱ Wɪʟᴅ Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Eǫᴜɪᴅ Sᴇᴍɪ-Lɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ RP

[Aravel]

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ;; regret
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; watering hole
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ;; warming Lyra
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;; no one
ʜᴇʀᴅ;; loner
_ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;; ???

--------------Asagai tilted his head in confusion. He took a nervous step away from the mare as her temper played out before him. He opened his mouth to apologize, but he only stuttered in shock. Who know she was capable of this much anger. His ears drooped back against his head which was drawn back away from her as she continued to spit his wrong doing in his face. He paced back and forth on nervous hooves as he was continually told off. He couldn't decide whether he should just leave now or stay and apologize. He flicked his tail from side to side anxiously. He was leaning more towards the option of just getting out of there when he noticed her lay down and curl her soaking wet tail around herself. He looked in her direction from a few meters off. Even from here he could spot the ice particles on her pelt. The stallion approached her cautiously. Her whispered plea barely caught his ear. He quickened his pace and lay at her side close to her. Trying to groom the ice from her neck he murmured softly into her fur, "I'm sorry I laughed at you." He blew hot air onto her withers. He laid his dry tail over hers. He felt himself shiver at her cold temperature. He ignored it and continued to groom the ice off of her.

• ʟ ʏ ʀ ᴀ •

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ • the calm after the storm
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ • water hole
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ • shivering
ᴄʀᴜsʜ • unsure about Asagai
ʜᴇʀᴅ • no herd

-----Lyra sighed and laid her head down against Asagai's legs. Her head was under his, and she shared his warmth. It felt relieving against the brittle cold wind. She stared up at him, wondering what would happen next. Unsure, she asked. "Asagai, what's gonna happen now?" She asked, forgiving him of his cruel act. She was beginning to warm up, with her tail tucked under his, and the heat trapped between their bodies. Lyra even gave a small smile. "Y'know, it was pretty funny, I guess." She admitted. "I would've laughed if you had fallen in. Honestly, I-I guess I'm sorry... For yelling at you." She still felt a little awkward, being so close to a stallion she just met. But it seemed like she'd known him her whole life. Even if she pretty much only knew his name. "Tell me about your past..." She whispered, yearning to know him more. She realized only then he might be sensitive about it, and might not want too. She was curious, that's all. Curious about everything. Just like a cat. "Y-You don't have to." She finally said, her bright green eyes flashing up at the large, handsome head above her own.

[stabbrielle]

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ;; calm
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; watering hole
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ;; warming Lyra
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;; no one
ʜᴇʀᴅ;; loner
_ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;; ???

--------------The stallion gave her a gentle smile. "Well once you warm up we should go find some shelter. It's getting a bit dark out for my tastes." It wasn't that he was afraid of the dark. Well in a way he was. It was more of being afraid only being able to see what was around him. His smiled grew slightly with her apology no matter how awkward it was. "Don't worry about it. I'd have laughed at myself too," he admitted with a soft chuckle." Then she asked about his past. Asagai swallowed slight unsure of what to say. It wasn't that he had a problem with her knowing. He just didn't remember much. "Well to be honest, I don't remember much for some reason. I can remember up till I was about when I was two years old, but that's when it goes blank." He bit on the inside of his cheek and looked at her gauging her reaction.

[Aravel]

• ʟ ʏ ʀ ᴀ •

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ • warm; happy
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ • waterhole
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ • speaking to Asagai
ᴄʀᴜsʜ • unsure about Asagai
ʜᴇʀᴅ • none

-----Lyra smiled. She agreed about moving to shelter, but it was actually kind of nice. But it would only be getting colder, and more dangerous. "All right, let's go." She nudged his head to show a little affection, blushed, and then began to stand up. Her legs were wobbly and a bit unstable, but soon she found balance. "I'll just follow you." She said at once, too tired too look for a place to sleep for the night. She waited until he got up, and then again stayed close by him. She was still a bit warm from the lack of protection from the wind when standing up, but having Asagai next to her again warmed her up. She smiled at him, and kept close to him. She decided since she couldn't really get to know about his past, she could still learn more about him now. "Soooo..." She began awkwardly as they began trotting. "Would you like to tell me a little about yourself now?" She gave a small, warm chuckle after she said that, and began to feel a little better.

[stabbrielle]

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ;; calm
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; watering hole
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ;; warming Lyra
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;; no one
ʜᴇʀᴅ;; loner
_ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;; ???

--------------Asagai rose to his hooves and shook the dust and dirt from his pelt. Smiling softly he nudged her back affectionately. He watched her as she attempted to find her balance. He smiled softly at her. When she spoke he nodded and broke into an even walk. As anxious as he was about getting out of the dark he'd rather not leave her behind than get out quickly. He had been alone for awhile and could use company. He felt like he had known her forever. Even when he stopped remembering. He followed he gait as she began to trot. "Well I'm from the southern area of this same mountain range. There isn't much to say about my past really." he shrugged. He seemed to get a bit jittery and anxious as they approached the mountains. "Umm..." he said a bit embarrassed, "Do you mind me walking close to the wall?" His nervousness was obvious in the way he bounced slightly in his step and his ear swiveled around on top of his head. He just didn't want to admit his fear of falling.

[Aravel]

• ʟ ʏ ʀ ᴀ •

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ • warm; happy
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ • walking around
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ • walking around
ᴄʀᴜsʜ • unsure about Asagai
ʜᴇʀᴅ • none

-----Though not gaining much more information about him, Lyra seemed pretty happy. He didn't really answer her question, and he seemed a little quiet. She nodded to him about standing next to the wall, but closely followed after him. She was still looking for warmth. She glanced around the mountains and the valley, and smiled. The sun was going down, and her hooves were aching for rest. She wondered what tomorrow would bring, and what would happen to them. She wondered if they'd find a place, and she wondered if Asagai would leave her. Not that she wanted him too, but she was more afraid of waking and finding he'd left. She wondered if he even liked her even as a mere friend. She doubted it, after the way she'd yelled at him, but she was still unsure. She then wondered what would happen if he did leave her. She dreaded thinking about it. After realizing how quiet the walk had been, she piped up a little. "Asagai, what are we going to do tomorrow?" Her voice shook a little in fear that nothing would happen involving both of them together. She just really hoped he didn't hate her.

[stabbrielle]

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ;; mixed emotions
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; mountains
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ;; looking for shelter
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;; unsure
ʜᴇʀᴅ;; loner
_ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __ _ __
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;; ???

--------------Asagai calmed slightly as she allowed him walk walk alongside the wall. Even though he was far from the edge his scraped the stone and he listed each foot over the other daintily as if be were walking on a ledge a inch wide. As the walked he spotted a rock overhang. He headed towards it and hoped it was unoccupied. Physically he felt as if he could demolish a mountain, but mentally he was drained. He hasn't even realized how quiet they had been until she spoke. Her question got him wondering. What would happen? Would she leave him somewhere during the night? He hoped not. He gave a slight shrug as a silent answer before continuing, "I don't know Lyra. Whatever you want to do." It was clear in his voice that he was drained of what mental energy he had left in the way he spoke. When the reached the overhang, Asagai went alert for a moment. He sniffed at the space softly. From the scent nothing had been there recently. Satisfied that no one would kick them out into the night he laid down and looked up at Lyra. He gave her a tired smile. He turned his attention to the horizon as the sun dipped below the land. A blanket of darkness gradually hued the sky and the twinkling stars danced over head. The pale moon shined in all it's jealous glory in the sky. The beauty of night could not compare to the beauty that Asagai saw in Lyra. She was as radiant as the sun. She put this beautiful night to shame.

[Aravel]

(Dawwwww how sweet! <3 Anyways, I'll reply tomorrow. I'm too tired to go to the computer. :P)

[stabbrielle]

[[ Okie dokie. c: ]]

[Ralonica]

Kirian
With Siren, Regina, Blue Moon and Static
Mood ...
He is crushing on no-one

A sad feelin washes over me as I see he naivety of the others about storms, as Blue Moon heads off to a large tree. Safe, comforting, in any weather but this. At least Siren has her head on the right way. I start to follow her to the overhang, and something so strong and powerful hits me so hard I'm short of breath. Not something physical - something different, something that goes inside your head that only you can feel the pain of. Memories. Of something so beautiful but unreachable, of those you will never see again unless some amazing miracle occurs.

It floods into my head - images of a certain red stallion who would go anywhere wig his calm confidence - except for the dark shadow of a rocky overhang, like this one. Images of a wild young filly who would camp out in the storms with me, in some open terrain, standing and dancing when she dared while I fretted over lightning. Images of the past. That unreachable past.

A stray tear rolls down my cheek, blending into my wet coat. I look back at Regina as more tears join it, and soon I'm crying noiselessly. I flick my tail in anger and gallop towards the overhang, blinded by my tears as sobs escape from my throat.

I just want to escape from everything, including these stupid memories, and just vanish into the storm.

[stabbrielle]

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