C-ren wrote:Hehe thanks sheepy C:
Its alright Arouria , it happens <3
FLARFLARFLAR Sheep duz use her modpowarz sometimes~
If you're still open for suggestions for new species, might I suggest fish? Possibly Koi, since you love Japan so much. |3
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Toadalicious » Sat May 28, 2011 6:55 am
FLARFLARFLAR Sheep duz use her modpowarz sometimes~
If you're still open for suggestions for new species, might I suggest fish? Possibly Koi, since you love Japan so much. |3
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Firazon » Sat May 28, 2011 7:15 am
Your Name: Epic soul
EBA's Name: Ice, Lithium, Snow,
EBA's new home: siggy
Which EBA?: the uber rare
EBA's Name: Ice, Lithium, Snow,
EBA's new home: siggy
Which EBA?: the uber rare
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Arouria » Sat May 28, 2011 8:06 am
C-ren wrote:Arouria wrote:Well, I like it <3 I have A question, because I'm new here -I feel like a newbi ;;- I read your rules, and It says we are aloud to adopt two per day, does this mean two per batch? Or Two, both from different batches?
Well it basically means , that you can win a maximum of two pets pet batch C:
Ok thanks, I'm going to try for the Uber Rare then <3
Theme song!
Writen in The Stars
Writen in The Stars
Fav Song!
Your Name:Arouria
EBA's Name:
Glacie commune -This means Ice shared, in Latin, because it sounds like "Ice shard" and because I'm giving you rights (C-Ren)
"Glacie" Is what would hopefully be put as his/her name, but Glacie Commune is his/her full name. Or it could also be Venti which means wind, I also like Glacia which means Frozen, I like them all a lot, so I put them all up to see which one you like best :3 I chose them in Latin because I see latin as a very old language, and my story for him/her takes place a very long time ago, so I thought a Latin name would be a nice choise for the pet.
EBA's new home: My heart, my farm if I ever get one x3 (Still no sure how) My novel, -I plan on making him/her a Character in it-, My signature, and where C-Ren decides they want it.
Which EBA?:The Uber Rare, the Epic one, the one that stole meh heart <3
Likes:
Cold places
Aurora Borealis
Ice
Wind
Dislikes:
Warm places
Summer days
Popsicle -Offencive- :c
Height:
Pup:
2ft 6 inches
Adult:
4ft 10 inches
Weight:
Pup:
24 Ilbs.
Adult:
45 Ilbs. 6 Oz
Cold places
Aurora Borealis
Ice
Wind
Dislikes:
Warm places
Summer days
Popsicle -Offencive- :c
Height:
Pup:
2ft 6 inches
Adult:
4ft 10 inches
Weight:
Pup:
24 Ilbs.
Adult:
45 Ilbs. 6 Oz
Another EDIT X3:
I Arouria, give C-Ren full permition to use The Uber-Rare if won. Rights include Character Rights, Fourm rights, and signature rights, but no edits to the name or desine without both users agreeing.
ARTS:
Click for art
Clicky
Woot! More arts <3
Points to who guesses what this is x3
Maor
This is a nice one :3
Bio/Story:
Love hurts
Song for this story:
Coming Home
Our story begins like this;
Once, long ago, when ice ruled over half of our known earth, there where spirits that lived all around us, in every tree, and in every rock, everything had a spirit, even if it had no life. These spirits where very wise and old, they had lived in the minds of the people for very long. These spirits protected and guarded the people of the villages, and in return, the villages worshiped the spirits in prayer. The spirits where around the people so often, that they adapted some of their ways. The spirits started taking the forum of animals that the people encountered and brought along side them. The river spirits started taking the forum of beautiful golden fish, and the earth spirits took the forum of bears and other earth-bound creatures. The spirit of Ice, Sussenta, became a beautiful, stunning white wolf. Her pelt sparkled with ever-present fresh snow, and her eyes where a crisp and cool silent blue. Now, because the spirits started taking human ways as their own, Aslast, the spirit of the Wind, took notice to the white wolf, and her beauty. Aslast had taken the form of a dog, which the humans liked to keep near their camps and homes. Aslast had stunning blue fur, with white wisps and clouds constantly moving about it.
Once, on the winter solstice, when Sussenta was exhausted from turning the world, Aslast descended from the wind down to Sussenta. Sussenta, tired and dizzy from the days efforts of turning the world to snow, couldn't help but notice the wind spirit's handsome looks, and kindly heart. And then something that had never happened to any spirit before, happened; the two spirits fell in love. Sussenta bore a pup to Aslast, who was over joyed to be the first spirit to have a child. Sussenta was very worried though, she feared that the other spirits would fear a pup of such power, because the pup she bore became the spirit of Winter. A spirit with that much power and so young would be an easy target for angry, older spirits. The pup had clear, blue fur that if you looked closely enough, realized it was made of ice. It's blue fur had wisps of wind, like it's father. The pups name was Galcie Cummune, but some called the pup Glacia, or Venti. Sussenta could feel the other spirits getting restless over the pups newfound powers, she knew she would have to leave. Aslast was devastated at her decision, but he knew she was right. In the morning, just before dawn, the three would leave. Aslast would accompany Sussenta and Glacia to the edge of the winds but could go no further. So they arose before morning. Silently, on Aslast’s winds, they crept to the edge of the winds, Sussenta and Glacia would be safe there. They where almost there, it was close enough to see. Then everything went horribly wrong. Suddenly, animals of all shapes and sizes emerged from the forest, but they weren't just any animals, they where spirit animals. The spirits tried to explain why the world couldn't have such a powerful spirit, because the people would forget about the other spirits and stop praying to them. But Aslast and Sussenta where far to protective to even attempt to listen to the spirits, and they didn’t have to, because they knew Glacia would help the world, not crush it. But the other spirits weren’t listening either, they strung on their theory of Glacia being just too strong. So war broke out. But the battle was over quickly, the two against twenty quickly battered the Wind and Ice spirits to the ground, but they would not give up. With both of the parents dyeing efforts, they sent Glacia to safety, the sent the tiny pup, to the village.
After the death of Sussenta, the glaciers that covered over half the world receded, and both the powers of Ice and Wind fell on the tiny pup, who now lay outside the village entrance. At the same moment the pup was brought there, a young village girl was picking berries in the same spot. She felt the winds pick up, and the icy breeze with it, and the next thing she knew, there was a small, blue pup in front of her. She bent down to pick it up, but as she touched it, her finger was shocked with the icy cold from it’s fur. So she used a blanket to wrap up the small pup, as she put it in her basket. She noticed the blue color of it’s fur, never have seeing a dog with such a color, she brought it to the village Shaman for guidance, she told her this, “The pup you hold there is no ordinary pup, it is the first of it’s kind. It is a gift for you, you must keep it and care for it.” The girl was very exited, but she told the old woman, “But I do not know how to care for a dog.” The woman replied “This pup is not a dog, it is a spirit it has many names, Venti, Glacia, Glacie Cummune, and others that our tongue dose not speak, the pup only needs to be taken to the cliffs of the Aurora Borealis on the Winter and Summer solstice, and it will be cared for.” The girl felt awe-struck that she had been chosen to care for such a creature. As she left the tent that the Shaman lived in, she pulled back the blanket to look at the small pup’s face, still looking up at her happily. She carefully placed her fingers on the pup’s head and stroked down, and she realized, for the first time, she didn’t feel the slightest bit cold.
In A Bit of Time
~A Love story~
Song for this story:
Every time we Touch
My paws crunched the icy ground. My breath billowed in that smokey way it does when it’s cold out. I looked around at the village I lived in for all my life. Campfires licked the blue-grey sky, birds gave their last call of day before moving to sleep. Though there was snow on the ground, I could not feel the sharp cold underneath my paws . My fur, made of pure ice and snow, reflected the early moonlight. I knew I would have to be quick, I could not let my care taker wake to find me gone, she would panic and wake the village. I set off towards the forest, I tried to keep a slight breeze up to hid myself, even though I was fully grown,(Well, Ok, more like a teen, but still.) and could fend off other spirits, they still didn’t like me. They could very well make my journey as hard as possible, which is just what I needed. So here I am, walking slowly through a forest, covered in snow, in the middle of the night. Why, do you ask? I still don’t really know that for myself. For the past two moon-cycles, I have been meeting, secretly, at the border of Winter and Summer, with, you guessed it, the spirit of Summer. So why would I want to meat the spirit of Summer? When I’m the spirit of Winter? Ok, fine, I’ll admit he’s pretty much the only spirit that doesn't hate me. And NO I don’t like him. At all. Alright? So don’t ask.
Finely, my paws lead me to the boarder. Mortals, much like yourself, can’t really tell the difference, in winter, snow just goes right past the boarders, and in Summer it just looks like a field of grass. But to spirits, it has an entirely different look. The way I’m walking, on the winter side, everything is always covered in fresh snow, and ice hangs in the trees all year round. On the Sumer side, which happens to split a tree right down the middle, half frozen, half covered in flowers, an endless field of fresh grass seams to go on forever. As I approach the spit tree, just as I had a thousand times before, and looked straight over the border, letting my ice-blue eyes cast a faint light on the other side. And Amber light returned my stare. Out of the shadows, out came the spirit of Summer. “Zelios,” I said, my eyes not letting off there stare, but I was pretty sure I slipped a smile, because he smiled back, “Glacia” he said back. I swore, chills went down my spine when he said my name, and that’s coming from the spirit of Winter. “You ready?” he said amusement in his steady voice. I shot him an icy glare, but he didn’t even flinch, and the look of amusement stayed in his eyes. Finely, I snorted and said, “Yeah, when you are.” Then, simultaneously, we but our paws on the borderline, and energy rippled through both our pelts. It was actually pretty fun to use our powers for this. Because neither one of us could cross each other’s boarder lines, we found out, that if we both put our paws on the boarder at the same time, a meeting place opened up, a place that was used ages ago by the old Winter and Summer spirits to settle conflicts and attended to things that got out of hand. The place was pretty cool looking to. It was a green meadow, but some of the grass was frosted over. There were trees surrounding the meadow, some had beautiful flowers blooming around them and in there bark, others had no leaves, and snow flowers covered their bases. We both stepped into the meeting place, and instantly, both of our hard looks faded into “Happy glances” kind of thing. We rushed up to each other and exchanged news from both of our worlds. Zelios old me about how a tree spirit has ended up stuck in the form of a rock, and it took three nature spirits to get him out. We both shared a quick laugh and I told him about how one of the winer Dyrids got her tongue stuck to and icicle.
After chatting for a while, we decided it was time to move on to the games. First we played “Catch my tail” which I won, for the first time, and I’m still trying to figure out if he let me win or not when he suggests something new, “Why don’t we have a power fight? Like training with each other to use our powers.” I’m so glad he suggested the idea I immediately agree. I’d been waiting all day for an excuse to try out my powers. Zelios explains the rules to me, “Were aloud to use any power we have,” He said, “As long as it doesn't hurt your opposite” which he didn’t really even need to say because neither one of us could even imagine of hurting each other. After about half an hour of playing, half the field was covered in ice, and the other half was filled with deadly looking plants. Finely, we got so exhausted, we crashed on top of each other. I had my head on his back, and he had his head on my back. We were both laughing pretty hard, and suddenly, we both stopped and looked up. The moon was shining on both of us, it looked so nice. I relaxed my head on is back and whispered, “Wow” I think the moment kind of got to both of us, because, suddenly, Zelios turned his head towards me, “You..your fur..You look so..beautiful.” My ears felt hot with blush, “Th..thanks” I said back. Then, we both got caught up in each others eyes. That’s when Zelios leaned in and kissed me. My instincts told me to pull away, but I didn’t. A kiss between humans, and spirits are pretty different. First of all, when two spirits kiss, both the spirits get some of the other’s powers. What’s not so different, is usually, the two spirits fall in love. When we broke apart, I could feel warmth running through my body, and I wasn't sure if it was because I had gotten some of his powers, or from the kiss it’s self. I noticed that the tips of Zelios’s ears were glinting with snow, and that I had a white and purple flower behind my ear. We didn’t say anything after that, we really didn’t half to. As i crossed the boarder back into my own territory, I glanced back over at Zelios and realized he was till starring at me. His amber eyes said,I can wait, I can wait, I will wait.
Poams
P O A M
Oh sound of winds hear my cry
For on silver wings I wish to fly
Hear my cry of sympathy
For all the ones who wish to be
sitting silently by me
we raise our wings in battle cry
high above we shall fly.
I Arouria, give C-Ren full permition to use The Uber-Rare if won. Rights include Character Rights, Fourm rights, and signature rights, but no edits to the name or desine without both users agreeing.
ARTS:
Click for art
Clicky
Woot! More arts <3
Points to who guesses what this is x3
Maor
This is a nice one :3
Bio/Story:
Love hurts
Song for this story:
Coming Home
Our story begins like this;
Once, long ago, when ice ruled over half of our known earth, there where spirits that lived all around us, in every tree, and in every rock, everything had a spirit, even if it had no life. These spirits where very wise and old, they had lived in the minds of the people for very long. These spirits protected and guarded the people of the villages, and in return, the villages worshiped the spirits in prayer. The spirits where around the people so often, that they adapted some of their ways. The spirits started taking the forum of animals that the people encountered and brought along side them. The river spirits started taking the forum of beautiful golden fish, and the earth spirits took the forum of bears and other earth-bound creatures. The spirit of Ice, Sussenta, became a beautiful, stunning white wolf. Her pelt sparkled with ever-present fresh snow, and her eyes where a crisp and cool silent blue. Now, because the spirits started taking human ways as their own, Aslast, the spirit of the Wind, took notice to the white wolf, and her beauty. Aslast had taken the form of a dog, which the humans liked to keep near their camps and homes. Aslast had stunning blue fur, with white wisps and clouds constantly moving about it.
Once, on the winter solstice, when Sussenta was exhausted from turning the world, Aslast descended from the wind down to Sussenta. Sussenta, tired and dizzy from the days efforts of turning the world to snow, couldn't help but notice the wind spirit's handsome looks, and kindly heart. And then something that had never happened to any spirit before, happened; the two spirits fell in love. Sussenta bore a pup to Aslast, who was over joyed to be the first spirit to have a child. Sussenta was very worried though, she feared that the other spirits would fear a pup of such power, because the pup she bore became the spirit of Winter. A spirit with that much power and so young would be an easy target for angry, older spirits. The pup had clear, blue fur that if you looked closely enough, realized it was made of ice. It's blue fur had wisps of wind, like it's father. The pups name was Galcie Cummune, but some called the pup Glacia, or Venti. Sussenta could feel the other spirits getting restless over the pups newfound powers, she knew she would have to leave. Aslast was devastated at her decision, but he knew she was right. In the morning, just before dawn, the three would leave. Aslast would accompany Sussenta and Glacia to the edge of the winds but could go no further. So they arose before morning. Silently, on Aslast’s winds, they crept to the edge of the winds, Sussenta and Glacia would be safe there. They where almost there, it was close enough to see. Then everything went horribly wrong. Suddenly, animals of all shapes and sizes emerged from the forest, but they weren't just any animals, they where spirit animals. The spirits tried to explain why the world couldn't have such a powerful spirit, because the people would forget about the other spirits and stop praying to them. But Aslast and Sussenta where far to protective to even attempt to listen to the spirits, and they didn’t have to, because they knew Glacia would help the world, not crush it. But the other spirits weren’t listening either, they strung on their theory of Glacia being just too strong. So war broke out. But the battle was over quickly, the two against twenty quickly battered the Wind and Ice spirits to the ground, but they would not give up. With both of the parents dyeing efforts, they sent Glacia to safety, the sent the tiny pup, to the village.
After the death of Sussenta, the glaciers that covered over half the world receded, and both the powers of Ice and Wind fell on the tiny pup, who now lay outside the village entrance. At the same moment the pup was brought there, a young village girl was picking berries in the same spot. She felt the winds pick up, and the icy breeze with it, and the next thing she knew, there was a small, blue pup in front of her. She bent down to pick it up, but as she touched it, her finger was shocked with the icy cold from it’s fur. So she used a blanket to wrap up the small pup, as she put it in her basket. She noticed the blue color of it’s fur, never have seeing a dog with such a color, she brought it to the village Shaman for guidance, she told her this, “The pup you hold there is no ordinary pup, it is the first of it’s kind. It is a gift for you, you must keep it and care for it.” The girl was very exited, but she told the old woman, “But I do not know how to care for a dog.” The woman replied “This pup is not a dog, it is a spirit it has many names, Venti, Glacia, Glacie Cummune, and others that our tongue dose not speak, the pup only needs to be taken to the cliffs of the Aurora Borealis on the Winter and Summer solstice, and it will be cared for.” The girl felt awe-struck that she had been chosen to care for such a creature. As she left the tent that the Shaman lived in, she pulled back the blanket to look at the small pup’s face, still looking up at her happily. She carefully placed her fingers on the pup’s head and stroked down, and she realized, for the first time, she didn’t feel the slightest bit cold.
In A Bit of Time
~A Love story~
Song for this story:
Every time we Touch
My paws crunched the icy ground. My breath billowed in that smokey way it does when it’s cold out. I looked around at the village I lived in for all my life. Campfires licked the blue-grey sky, birds gave their last call of day before moving to sleep. Though there was snow on the ground, I could not feel the sharp cold underneath my paws . My fur, made of pure ice and snow, reflected the early moonlight. I knew I would have to be quick, I could not let my care taker wake to find me gone, she would panic and wake the village. I set off towards the forest, I tried to keep a slight breeze up to hid myself, even though I was fully grown,(Well, Ok, more like a teen, but still.) and could fend off other spirits, they still didn’t like me. They could very well make my journey as hard as possible, which is just what I needed. So here I am, walking slowly through a forest, covered in snow, in the middle of the night. Why, do you ask? I still don’t really know that for myself. For the past two moon-cycles, I have been meeting, secretly, at the border of Winter and Summer, with, you guessed it, the spirit of Summer. So why would I want to meat the spirit of Summer? When I’m the spirit of Winter? Ok, fine, I’ll admit he’s pretty much the only spirit that doesn't hate me. And NO I don’t like him. At all. Alright? So don’t ask.
Finely, my paws lead me to the boarder. Mortals, much like yourself, can’t really tell the difference, in winter, snow just goes right past the boarders, and in Summer it just looks like a field of grass. But to spirits, it has an entirely different look. The way I’m walking, on the winter side, everything is always covered in fresh snow, and ice hangs in the trees all year round. On the Sumer side, which happens to split a tree right down the middle, half frozen, half covered in flowers, an endless field of fresh grass seams to go on forever. As I approach the spit tree, just as I had a thousand times before, and looked straight over the border, letting my ice-blue eyes cast a faint light on the other side. And Amber light returned my stare. Out of the shadows, out came the spirit of Summer. “Zelios,” I said, my eyes not letting off there stare, but I was pretty sure I slipped a smile, because he smiled back, “Glacia” he said back. I swore, chills went down my spine when he said my name, and that’s coming from the spirit of Winter. “You ready?” he said amusement in his steady voice. I shot him an icy glare, but he didn’t even flinch, and the look of amusement stayed in his eyes. Finely, I snorted and said, “Yeah, when you are.” Then, simultaneously, we but our paws on the borderline, and energy rippled through both our pelts. It was actually pretty fun to use our powers for this. Because neither one of us could cross each other’s boarder lines, we found out, that if we both put our paws on the boarder at the same time, a meeting place opened up, a place that was used ages ago by the old Winter and Summer spirits to settle conflicts and attended to things that got out of hand. The place was pretty cool looking to. It was a green meadow, but some of the grass was frosted over. There were trees surrounding the meadow, some had beautiful flowers blooming around them and in there bark, others had no leaves, and snow flowers covered their bases. We both stepped into the meeting place, and instantly, both of our hard looks faded into “Happy glances” kind of thing. We rushed up to each other and exchanged news from both of our worlds. Zelios old me about how a tree spirit has ended up stuck in the form of a rock, and it took three nature spirits to get him out. We both shared a quick laugh and I told him about how one of the winer Dyrids got her tongue stuck to and icicle.
After chatting for a while, we decided it was time to move on to the games. First we played “Catch my tail” which I won, for the first time, and I’m still trying to figure out if he let me win or not when he suggests something new, “Why don’t we have a power fight? Like training with each other to use our powers.” I’m so glad he suggested the idea I immediately agree. I’d been waiting all day for an excuse to try out my powers. Zelios explains the rules to me, “Were aloud to use any power we have,” He said, “As long as it doesn't hurt your opposite” which he didn’t really even need to say because neither one of us could even imagine of hurting each other. After about half an hour of playing, half the field was covered in ice, and the other half was filled with deadly looking plants. Finely, we got so exhausted, we crashed on top of each other. I had my head on his back, and he had his head on my back. We were both laughing pretty hard, and suddenly, we both stopped and looked up. The moon was shining on both of us, it looked so nice. I relaxed my head on is back and whispered, “Wow” I think the moment kind of got to both of us, because, suddenly, Zelios turned his head towards me, “You..your fur..You look so..beautiful.” My ears felt hot with blush, “Th..thanks” I said back. Then, we both got caught up in each others eyes. That’s when Zelios leaned in and kissed me. My instincts told me to pull away, but I didn’t. A kiss between humans, and spirits are pretty different. First of all, when two spirits kiss, both the spirits get some of the other’s powers. What’s not so different, is usually, the two spirits fall in love. When we broke apart, I could feel warmth running through my body, and I wasn't sure if it was because I had gotten some of his powers, or from the kiss it’s self. I noticed that the tips of Zelios’s ears were glinting with snow, and that I had a white and purple flower behind my ear. We didn’t say anything after that, we really didn’t half to. As i crossed the boarder back into my own territory, I glanced back over at Zelios and realized he was till starring at me. His amber eyes said,I can wait, I can wait, I will wait.
Poams
P O A M
Oh sound of winds hear my cry
For on silver wings I wish to fly
Hear my cry of sympathy
For all the ones who wish to be
sitting silently by me
we raise our wings in battle cry
high above we shall fly.
A N O T H E R P O A M
Have you ever felt lost at sea?
The winds blowing you off your feet?
Just take my hand
I'll help you stand~
Together we'll face the world
Don't feel caught in a whirl pool~
Have you ever felt lost at sea?
The winds blowing you off your feet?
Just take my hand
I'll help you stand~
Together we'll face the world
Don't feel caught in a whirl pool~
P O A M #3
Tick Tock
Time always passes on our clock
Splish Splash
Watch the world turn to ash
I could sit here and rhyme all day
But our time has slipped away~
Tick Tock
Time always passes on our clock
Splish Splash
Watch the world turn to ash
I could sit here and rhyme all day
But our time has slipped away~
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Africa. » Sat May 28, 2011 8:59 am
Your Name:
Feyria
EBA's Name:
Corrupted Ice Shard (OR) Brink of The Break(Like an ice berg on the brink of breaking) (OR) Glace(Ice in French <3) (OR) Intricate Details (OR) Hidden Beauty (OR) Khione/Chione(Greek Goddess of Snow, daughter of Boreas) (OR) Khioneas(Mix of Khione and Boreas) (OR) Raritice(Rare and ice mixed) (OR) Treasures of The Arctic (OR) Kiss Me In The Cold (OR) Frozen in Time (OR) Frozen Serenity (OR) Whispers of The Wind (OR) Winters Embrace(Because in my story, she used to be Summers Embrace, but now she's grown cold so she's Winters Embrace ^^) (OR) Days of Destruction (OR) Calypsa (OR) Ice Dance(Or Ice Dancer, of course.) (OR) Frozen Abyss (OR) Frozen Africa
EBA's new home:
MY HEART! She's so perfect!! I totally don't blame you for wanting her! O.O Anyways, she'd also go in my farm, and I'd DEFINITELY try getting her into my avvie! And I'm going to be making a thread special-made for my EBAs which she'd be in, of course, but she'd also be a mascot for it <33
Which EBA?:
Brr... It gets cold if you get too close (Uber rare)
Details:
Height- Pup is one and a half feet, while the adult is three feet
Weight- Pup is 15 pounds, adult is 30 Pounds
Build- Slim, but not frail; more of an athletic body, and quite curvy
Other- Slightly longer legs then most, as well as her ears
Personality:
She hasn't truly... Found herself yet. But really, who ever finds themselves? We're all searching till the day that we die, and she's no different.
Likes:
Summers Embrace....
-Sunshine
-Water
-Autumn colors
-Helping and healing (Possibly too much, she goes overboard.)
New form/looks(Currently unnamed)...
-Cruelty
-Death
-The cold
-Using sarcasm
Dislikes:
Summers Embrace...
-Everything that her new form (Currently unnamed) likes
New form/looks(Currently unnamed)...
-Everything that Summers Embrace likes
Favorites:
Summers Embrace...
Color: Cherry red
Time of Day: Twilight
Season: Summer, no doubt x3
Food: Apple Crisp
Drink: Strawberry Milkshakes
Song: Summertime; New Kids On The Block
New form/looks(Currently Unnamed)...
Color: Snow white
Time of day: Midnight
Season: Winter, of course x3
Food: Hoofprints Icecream
Drink: Ice-caps
Song: Jar of Heart; Christina Perri ... Because she thinks the guy is smart for collecting the jar of hearts x3
History:
Old Story, feel free to skip.
What if winter was dying? What if the world was being slowly destroyed by Global Warming? What if these things are happening as you sit here reading?
I could feel the cold.
It seeped through my icy pelt with a gentle feel, like comming home after years away. With my first breaths of life, I took in the sharp bite of the cool air, welcoming it like a friend. I felt so safe here, curled into my mothers belly as the harsh winds ruffled my fur, blending so smoothly with the atmosphere that surrounded us. But nothing lasts forever, not even the cold.
I could feel the heat.
It burned down on me like a constant weight, leaving my stomach heaving as I sought out a breath of cool air that never came. I could already imagine my skin bubbling and melting under my striking fur as I dropped to the ground under the sunhigh sun. Its rays fell down, leaving me aching for the cool feel feel of water, of wind, of snow, of ice, of anything to remind me of the better days.
My mother had passed away nearly a year previously; she hadn't been young when she'd given birth to me, and so she'd died of old age. And now I was left alone, to fend off the vicious heat as it bore down on my body. Without realisation, I found myself scowling as I looked off into the distance, where the homes of the humans lived. This was their faults. My home had been perfect, perfect, so balanced. Some days there was heat, some there was cold, and others it was even. But now... All that was left was the heat. The burning, aching heat.
I could feel his presence.
I could feel his eyes, so intense, as the bore into the back of my neck. Slowly, I turned, meeting that instense gaze, such a fiery golden that it almost hurt to look at them. Almost. But I continued to watch, returning his golden gaze with an even expression. Even as he made a movement to approach, I couldn't find my voice as I continued to stare into his sunny depths of eyes. I was drunk with his gaze, hooked at the first glance.
"You don't belong here, you know that." It wasn't a question. His warm, sun-streaked pelt seemed to emmit a radiant glow of the sun itself, and I knew I was staring at the EBW of the Summer Sun. I was left staring back at him; the EBW of Winters Chill. Even with the added heat of his body, I didn't step back. I can't be sure that I could have if I'd even tried.
"No," I had wanted to lie. I'd wanted to tell him that I did belong here, even if it was only because it had been my birthplace. But I found myself speaking out of bounds of my defensive, protective ways. "I don't. I belong to winter, to the snow." I was so hypnotised, I could nearly feel my senses burning away as though he had pressed his heat against them.
I didn't need to tell him, I knew he understood. My powers could never work here. I'd waited too long, telling myself I'd leave soon, or that it'd be cooler tomorrow, but I was wrong. Or maybe I'd always known; I'd just hidden it from myself.
I saw a smile crack along his face, and for a moment I almost felt offended, until he spoke. "You don't remember." This, too, was not a question. But I couldn't ponder on this, for I was suddenly intent on reminiscing, in hopes of remembering what he had been reffering to. In honesty, I couldn't recall a thing. "We were barely a few months old when our mothers put us together. They cast a binding charm that day; they wanted us to be together when we got older. They knew our pups would be more powerful then any other EBW if this happened. Because of the binding charm, you felt obligated to stay here, but you never understood why. Well, I was the reason why. Until I leave, you can't, until you do, I can't." It intruiged me, how calmly he spoke of this, despite the horrid effect that this binding charm would inevitably have on one of us. Either I suffered in heat, or he suffered in the cold. Or, of course, we both suffered in between.
"Helios, how do you know so much about this?" I heard my voice, although I had trouble believing I'd even asked.
"It was much sunnier than cold on that day; my memories are much more vivid then yours would be. Its... Complicated." He shrugged his shoulders, showing off his muscular build. I, on the other hand, was left thin and frail in the painful tempatures. Suddenly, pieces of my life seemed to be falling into place. I remembered my mother as she sang love songs to me, remembered how she'd tell me stories as I curled up to sleep, each one about two powerful creatures who'd fallen in love. They had been about me. About us.
"I can't..." I gapped for the words, but my voice was running dry, along with the land, as the heat grew stronger. Again, I could imagine my skin sizzling and frying under the sun. But Helios didn't let me finish before he pressed his strong body against my weak one, sending seering pain through my body at the killing heat, so hot it was sinful. I could feel the pressure of the heat as it got hotter, hotter, hotter, then... Air.
I was left heaving and spluttering to catch my gasping breath, my body dropping to the frozen ground. Frozen. My eyes shot open, but not before I heard a soft thud at my side. I could feel the ring of heat that radiated from his warm body, but the warmth was dying out, until he was left without a trace of light. The only light remained in his eyes; his creamy golden eyes that I loved so much.
I continued to stare at the snowy ground beneath my paws, so light and wonderful, cool under my body. I felt the wind as it danced around me, sweeping through my fur and whirling around my body. Heaps upon heaps of snow stretched out before me into the distance, a sight of perfection to my eyes. I was home. No, not at my birthplace, but where I belong. Where I was meant to be, to live, to remain.
My eyes immediately travelled to Helios, as he lay at my side, pressed into my side for warmth I couldn't provide. "Helios... I can't give off heat, you know that. I'm making you cooler then you would be if you were further away from me." My voice cracked, unexpectedly, as I said this. Silently, I cursed our mothers for this bind, despite the small part of me that didn't believe my feelings for him had anything to do with the bind.
New story!
I had been on top of the world. I was popular, I had any male I wanted, I had amazing friends, I had everthing that I'd ever wanted in life. And it all crashed and burned with 11 little words from someone I didn't even know. What if your not as great as everyone thinks you are? His voice seemed rather observant as he said this, and I had to wonder what he'd observed that made him say that.
Slave of Mysteries, was his name, and it suited him ever so well. Barely giving me time to open my mouth, he'd walked away, seemingly dissapearing into the foggy distance. That day never left me. It crushed me. What if?
I felt the color of my pelt draining away, felt the sunny sparkles whirl around my paws one last time before they left me in a pelt of ice. A pelt that wasn't mine, but was mine all the same. A pelt that was dangerous, but a pelt that was broken.
~~~
I was cold. I was merciless. I was ice.
The storms raged around me like my own minions, snow and hail pelting the ground with deadly speed as the wind buffeted my fur in every direction. The EBWs, so petrified of my threatening winds, were at my command, and so were the skies. The only EBW that wasn't there, was the single one that I wished to have been there. Slave of Mysteries.
"Find him! Now!" My voice was like the hissing rain, icy and deadly as I spoke, the eyes of three EBWs looking back at me through fearful slits. "I want him found, and I want him found tonight." My claws, made of pure ice, screeched along the equally-icy ground, a threat they understood loud and clear. They didn't speak, before turning tail and hurrying into the distance. No one escapes the ice that is me. No one.
"Bravo, bravo. You've truly come to command the world, haven't you?" The sound of his taunting, yet amused voice chilled me to the bone, knowing that the reason for my destruction stood behind me. My body jerked around, head swinging with dangerous speed to face him. He looked the very same, an arrogent smile played on his lips and a confident glitter to his golden depths of eyes, glowing hair hanging omonusly over one sunny eye.
"So he finally shows up. What, too scared to face me until now?" I took a step toward the arrogence that was Slave of Mysteries, my eyes dangerous as I did so. He deserved death, a slow, painful death, nothing more and nothing less. I expected he knew it too, but the cocky smirk still showed on his lips; clearly, I wasn't getting to him. Yet.
"Nope, I was just waiting around to see when I'd tell you what exactly made me say what I thought." He seemed so non-challant about this that I felt my jaw drop, for a single moment, but I recovered quickly. Clearly, I hadn't recovered quickly enough, because a laugh escaped his lips at my reaction, earning a low, menacing growl from the queen of all ice; me. "Yeah, I figured there was still a bit of Summers Embrace left in there." He jerked his head up in a sort of nod, clearly satisfied with my reaction towards this as well.
Ignoring the last part completely, I replied with, "Really? Alright then, whatever your name is, what made you do it?" My face was inches from his now, eyes narrowed to deadly slits, but he seemed just as bored and calm as before. And still way too pleased with himself.
He seemed to consider something for a moment before shaking his head, giving an 'aplogetic' shrug. The smug smirk never faded. Not one bit. "Sorry, can't say. Not yet, anyway. You haven't said the magic word." He gave me a face that said, tsk, tsk. while clearly enjoying my agony.
"Fine then. 'The magic word.' " He pulled a face at my sarcasm, shaking his head in response. My claws hooked the icy ground as I mumbled the ground through painfully gritted death, "Please." His grin was even more pronounced now, clearly soaking in how disgusted I was at the moment.
"Thank you. But you'll still have to wait." I'd officially never seen someone look so pleased with himself. My glare was enough to kill as he said this, my growl so loud that the ground could have shook. "Maybe if your nice to me?" Clearly, this wasn't a question. He was obviously making me work for this, despite the movements that my icy claws made in the ground, just begging to strike. Stop it! You need him, you know that! You can kill him when he's done talking! My eyes were black as coal as I stared back at him, his gaze unwavering until I heaved a large huff, spinning on my paws as I marched into my cave, the sound of his chuckles filling my ears as I went.
~~~
"Wake up you-" A golden eye opened to meet my gaze, the words clear in my mind despite his silence: Ah, ah ah! What did I say about being nice? "You bundle of freakin' sunshine." I snarled through gritted teeth, my words killing me on the inside. I plastered a strained smile on my face as I watched the arrogant smile slide along his lips, something I was beginning to guess was his singature smirk.
I thrust my head in his direction, freeing the dead prey from my jaws as I let it fly across the cave, hitting him square in the forhead. "Woops, it slipped." I mumbled, rolling my eyes as I sat to eat my own breakfast. My eyes never left his, narrowed in distaste, while my tail swished to one side with precise calmness, then whipped back in the other direction with a threatening, deadly speed.
"Ah, and the hospitality continues." His wink sent my body boiling, hot with... Rage. Yeah, rage. "But thanks." This time, his voice held a hint of sincerity to it, and for the first time, I noticed the outline of his ribs through his flamboyant pelt. I had a feeling he saw me looking, but I kept my mouth shut tight, my eyes travelling back down to my meal. I don't know why I did it, or rather, didn't do it, but I just couldn't bring myself to taunt him on his frail figure.
The two of us ate in silence after that, but it was almost... Comfortable. It beat speaking to his arrogant face by a long shot. "Alright," He announced, once we'd finished our mice, "We're going for a walk." This, too, was said so non-challantly and matter-o-factly that I couldn't help stare after him with flabergasted eyes as he trotted from the cave with such confidence that I wouldn't slaughter him that I found my paws following after him.
"Mind running this by me first? And what makes you think I'd even go on a walk with you?" My tone was clearly indignant as I spoke, but I still ended up following after him, matching his pace as we walked, side by side.
"Ah, but you have to. Your being nice, right?" I cringed as I bumped my hip with his own, a wide grin on his face. I glanced back at my hip, glaring at it as a tingling sensation of... Distate, right, distaste, began. It took me a moment to steady my breathing, preventing an outbirst of rage, before I gave a curt, reluctant nod.
"Right. Being nice." I rolled my eyes, trudging on at his side. Our conversation fell to silence for a moment, while we travelled through the sunny meadow- Wait, sunny? Glancing at the sun-filled sky, shock hit me like a bolt. I hadn't even thought to cook up my storm of winds this morning. My gaze hardening at this thought, I closed my eyes, focusing my energy on the skies, nearly about to channel the snowfall before a light tap came to my shoulder.
I opened a single, irritated eye, to see a flower blocking him from sight of my single eye. The flower began at a deep, hot pink in the middle, but the petals lightened out to a soft pink on the edges of the petals. "For the nice little lady." A smile- yes, a smile, never thought I'd see the day- came to his face as he dipped his head a bit, setting the flower tucked behind my ear, my fur holding it in place.
Shock hit me once again, like deja vu from only seconds before. I stared at him, no frown nor smile on my lips, just plain cautious curiosity. I was becomming accustomed to the laughter of my reaction from him, but now it seemed slowed in time, allowing me to see his features clearly in the sunshine. He was thin, horribly thin, his cheeks nealy sunken in, but it gave him the rock-ish look that he had going for him. A smile. A smile came to her lips.
~~~
"Oh come on!" I was at bursting point now; I needed to know why he said it. "Just tell me!" I bounced on my paws a bit, my expression like a young child whom was deprived of cookies. But all this did was earn a chuckle from his lips, a sound that brought ringing to my ears. But, of course, it was just because it was so irritating... Yeah. Irritating.
"Nope," he shook his head in response from where he lay beside me. Once again, it was a sun-filled day that poured down on our pelts, lighting his golden eyes up into fire. "I still don't think you've earned it yet." His voice was clearly amused at my scowl of exhasperation.
For a moment, my mind went racing back to the day he came here, his mocking grin, his 'magic word'. "Please?" It was much more of a question then a statement, but he took it anyways with a self-satisfied sigh.
"There we are! I guess I can tell you now." He teased at me, causing me to huff with impatience. None the less, he layed down in front of me, facing me as he spoke, a small smile never leaving his face. "You wanna know what I saw in you that day?"
"Yes!" She moaned, clearly been put to wait for too long.
"I saw a girl who was looked up to like a godess, and struggling to uphold the weight everyone bound her to. I never saw someone with even an ounce of cruelty in them; all I saw was a beautiful, kind Eros Beauty Wolf that was wavering to be what everyone prized her to be." For a moment, I saw his intense golden eyes as they searched mine, never wavering. The boiling skin, the tingling sensation, the ringing in my ears...
I snuggled closer to his body, our pelt pressed against eachother in the warm sunlight, as a stunning shimmer of icy sparkles were taken with the wind, to be replaced with the orangy glow that was Summers Embrace.
What if someones Destroyer was their Night in Shining Armor?
Poem:
What if
I ♥liked♥ the way you smiled?
What if
I wanted to feel you C L O S E R ?
What if
It hurt to hear you cry?
What if
I smiled at the sight of you?
What if
I felt myself f-a-l-l-i-n-g-?
What if
I'd fallen?
What if
I'd l o s t you?
Poem #2:
11 short words, so easily said
Into destruction, those words l e a d
No longer whole
Simply a broken soul
And to the C-O-L-D
My h e a r t was sold
I'm binded by a chain
T~i~e~d to the pain
These black walls surround me
With only 1-one-1 way to break free
Its you, its me, its us, together.
Poem #3:
Trying, trying
Tired of lying
Hidden feelings lie within
prickling, poking, under my skin
Its unbearable, driving me crazy
I need you now, my hearts gone hazy
Let me be
Let me free
Give me my heart back
Because resistance from you is what I lack
I need you
I need you
Truly, I do.
Art:
1. Fur Close-up // Failed
2. Summers Embrace and Unnamed // Bind Together but Far Apart
3. Flower given to Unnamed by Slave of Mysteries in part 3 of story
4. "Grasping the Sunset" Picture ^^
5. Oh lookie! She's gone anthro <3
Feyria
EBA's Name:
Corrupted Ice Shard (OR) Brink of The Break(Like an ice berg on the brink of breaking) (OR) Glace(Ice in French <3) (OR) Intricate Details (OR) Hidden Beauty (OR) Khione/Chione(Greek Goddess of Snow, daughter of Boreas) (OR) Khioneas(Mix of Khione and Boreas) (OR) Raritice(Rare and ice mixed) (OR) Treasures of The Arctic (OR) Kiss Me In The Cold (OR) Frozen in Time (OR) Frozen Serenity (OR) Whispers of The Wind (OR) Winters Embrace(Because in my story, she used to be Summers Embrace, but now she's grown cold so she's Winters Embrace ^^) (OR) Days of Destruction (OR) Calypsa (OR) Ice Dance(Or Ice Dancer, of course.) (OR) Frozen Abyss (OR) Frozen Africa
EBA's new home:
MY HEART! She's so perfect!! I totally don't blame you for wanting her! O.O Anyways, she'd also go in my farm, and I'd DEFINITELY try getting her into my avvie! And I'm going to be making a thread special-made for my EBAs which she'd be in, of course, but she'd also be a mascot for it <33
Which EBA?:
Brr... It gets cold if you get too close (Uber rare)
Details:
Height- Pup is one and a half feet, while the adult is three feet
Weight- Pup is 15 pounds, adult is 30 Pounds
Build- Slim, but not frail; more of an athletic body, and quite curvy
Other- Slightly longer legs then most, as well as her ears
Personality:
She hasn't truly... Found herself yet. But really, who ever finds themselves? We're all searching till the day that we die, and she's no different.
Likes:
Summers Embrace....
-Sunshine
-Water
-Autumn colors
-Helping and healing (Possibly too much, she goes overboard.)
New form/looks(Currently unnamed)...
-Cruelty
-Death
-The cold
-Using sarcasm
Dislikes:
Summers Embrace...
-Everything that her new form (Currently unnamed) likes
New form/looks(Currently unnamed)...
-Everything that Summers Embrace likes
Favorites:
Summers Embrace...
Color: Cherry red
Time of Day: Twilight
Season: Summer, no doubt x3
Food: Apple Crisp
Drink: Strawberry Milkshakes
Song: Summertime; New Kids On The Block
New form/looks(Currently Unnamed)...
Color: Snow white
Time of day: Midnight
Season: Winter, of course x3
Food: Hoofprints Icecream
Drink: Ice-caps
Song: Jar of Heart; Christina Perri ... Because she thinks the guy is smart for collecting the jar of hearts x3
History:
Old Story, feel free to skip.
What if winter was dying? What if the world was being slowly destroyed by Global Warming? What if these things are happening as you sit here reading?
I could feel the cold.
It seeped through my icy pelt with a gentle feel, like comming home after years away. With my first breaths of life, I took in the sharp bite of the cool air, welcoming it like a friend. I felt so safe here, curled into my mothers belly as the harsh winds ruffled my fur, blending so smoothly with the atmosphere that surrounded us. But nothing lasts forever, not even the cold.
I could feel the heat.
It burned down on me like a constant weight, leaving my stomach heaving as I sought out a breath of cool air that never came. I could already imagine my skin bubbling and melting under my striking fur as I dropped to the ground under the sunhigh sun. Its rays fell down, leaving me aching for the cool feel feel of water, of wind, of snow, of ice, of anything to remind me of the better days.
My mother had passed away nearly a year previously; she hadn't been young when she'd given birth to me, and so she'd died of old age. And now I was left alone, to fend off the vicious heat as it bore down on my body. Without realisation, I found myself scowling as I looked off into the distance, where the homes of the humans lived. This was their faults. My home had been perfect, perfect, so balanced. Some days there was heat, some there was cold, and others it was even. But now... All that was left was the heat. The burning, aching heat.
I could feel his presence.
I could feel his eyes, so intense, as the bore into the back of my neck. Slowly, I turned, meeting that instense gaze, such a fiery golden that it almost hurt to look at them. Almost. But I continued to watch, returning his golden gaze with an even expression. Even as he made a movement to approach, I couldn't find my voice as I continued to stare into his sunny depths of eyes. I was drunk with his gaze, hooked at the first glance.
"You don't belong here, you know that." It wasn't a question. His warm, sun-streaked pelt seemed to emmit a radiant glow of the sun itself, and I knew I was staring at the EBW of the Summer Sun. I was left staring back at him; the EBW of Winters Chill. Even with the added heat of his body, I didn't step back. I can't be sure that I could have if I'd even tried.
"No," I had wanted to lie. I'd wanted to tell him that I did belong here, even if it was only because it had been my birthplace. But I found myself speaking out of bounds of my defensive, protective ways. "I don't. I belong to winter, to the snow." I was so hypnotised, I could nearly feel my senses burning away as though he had pressed his heat against them.
I didn't need to tell him, I knew he understood. My powers could never work here. I'd waited too long, telling myself I'd leave soon, or that it'd be cooler tomorrow, but I was wrong. Or maybe I'd always known; I'd just hidden it from myself.
I saw a smile crack along his face, and for a moment I almost felt offended, until he spoke. "You don't remember." This, too, was not a question. But I couldn't ponder on this, for I was suddenly intent on reminiscing, in hopes of remembering what he had been reffering to. In honesty, I couldn't recall a thing. "We were barely a few months old when our mothers put us together. They cast a binding charm that day; they wanted us to be together when we got older. They knew our pups would be more powerful then any other EBW if this happened. Because of the binding charm, you felt obligated to stay here, but you never understood why. Well, I was the reason why. Until I leave, you can't, until you do, I can't." It intruiged me, how calmly he spoke of this, despite the horrid effect that this binding charm would inevitably have on one of us. Either I suffered in heat, or he suffered in the cold. Or, of course, we both suffered in between.
"Helios, how do you know so much about this?" I heard my voice, although I had trouble believing I'd even asked.
"It was much sunnier than cold on that day; my memories are much more vivid then yours would be. Its... Complicated." He shrugged his shoulders, showing off his muscular build. I, on the other hand, was left thin and frail in the painful tempatures. Suddenly, pieces of my life seemed to be falling into place. I remembered my mother as she sang love songs to me, remembered how she'd tell me stories as I curled up to sleep, each one about two powerful creatures who'd fallen in love. They had been about me. About us.
"I can't..." I gapped for the words, but my voice was running dry, along with the land, as the heat grew stronger. Again, I could imagine my skin sizzling and frying under the sun. But Helios didn't let me finish before he pressed his strong body against my weak one, sending seering pain through my body at the killing heat, so hot it was sinful. I could feel the pressure of the heat as it got hotter, hotter, hotter, then... Air.
I was left heaving and spluttering to catch my gasping breath, my body dropping to the frozen ground. Frozen. My eyes shot open, but not before I heard a soft thud at my side. I could feel the ring of heat that radiated from his warm body, but the warmth was dying out, until he was left without a trace of light. The only light remained in his eyes; his creamy golden eyes that I loved so much.
I continued to stare at the snowy ground beneath my paws, so light and wonderful, cool under my body. I felt the wind as it danced around me, sweeping through my fur and whirling around my body. Heaps upon heaps of snow stretched out before me into the distance, a sight of perfection to my eyes. I was home. No, not at my birthplace, but where I belong. Where I was meant to be, to live, to remain.
My eyes immediately travelled to Helios, as he lay at my side, pressed into my side for warmth I couldn't provide. "Helios... I can't give off heat, you know that. I'm making you cooler then you would be if you were further away from me." My voice cracked, unexpectedly, as I said this. Silently, I cursed our mothers for this bind, despite the small part of me that didn't believe my feelings for him had anything to do with the bind.
New story!
I had been on top of the world. I was popular, I had any male I wanted, I had amazing friends, I had everthing that I'd ever wanted in life. And it all crashed and burned with 11 little words from someone I didn't even know. What if your not as great as everyone thinks you are? His voice seemed rather observant as he said this, and I had to wonder what he'd observed that made him say that.
Slave of Mysteries, was his name, and it suited him ever so well. Barely giving me time to open my mouth, he'd walked away, seemingly dissapearing into the foggy distance. That day never left me. It crushed me. What if?
I felt the color of my pelt draining away, felt the sunny sparkles whirl around my paws one last time before they left me in a pelt of ice. A pelt that wasn't mine, but was mine all the same. A pelt that was dangerous, but a pelt that was broken.
~~~
I was cold. I was merciless. I was ice.
The storms raged around me like my own minions, snow and hail pelting the ground with deadly speed as the wind buffeted my fur in every direction. The EBWs, so petrified of my threatening winds, were at my command, and so were the skies. The only EBW that wasn't there, was the single one that I wished to have been there. Slave of Mysteries.
"Find him! Now!" My voice was like the hissing rain, icy and deadly as I spoke, the eyes of three EBWs looking back at me through fearful slits. "I want him found, and I want him found tonight." My claws, made of pure ice, screeched along the equally-icy ground, a threat they understood loud and clear. They didn't speak, before turning tail and hurrying into the distance. No one escapes the ice that is me. No one.
"Bravo, bravo. You've truly come to command the world, haven't you?" The sound of his taunting, yet amused voice chilled me to the bone, knowing that the reason for my destruction stood behind me. My body jerked around, head swinging with dangerous speed to face him. He looked the very same, an arrogent smile played on his lips and a confident glitter to his golden depths of eyes, glowing hair hanging omonusly over one sunny eye.
"So he finally shows up. What, too scared to face me until now?" I took a step toward the arrogence that was Slave of Mysteries, my eyes dangerous as I did so. He deserved death, a slow, painful death, nothing more and nothing less. I expected he knew it too, but the cocky smirk still showed on his lips; clearly, I wasn't getting to him. Yet.
"Nope, I was just waiting around to see when I'd tell you what exactly made me say what I thought." He seemed so non-challant about this that I felt my jaw drop, for a single moment, but I recovered quickly. Clearly, I hadn't recovered quickly enough, because a laugh escaped his lips at my reaction, earning a low, menacing growl from the queen of all ice; me. "Yeah, I figured there was still a bit of Summers Embrace left in there." He jerked his head up in a sort of nod, clearly satisfied with my reaction towards this as well.
Ignoring the last part completely, I replied with, "Really? Alright then, whatever your name is, what made you do it?" My face was inches from his now, eyes narrowed to deadly slits, but he seemed just as bored and calm as before. And still way too pleased with himself.
He seemed to consider something for a moment before shaking his head, giving an 'aplogetic' shrug. The smug smirk never faded. Not one bit. "Sorry, can't say. Not yet, anyway. You haven't said the magic word." He gave me a face that said, tsk, tsk. while clearly enjoying my agony.
"Fine then. 'The magic word.' " He pulled a face at my sarcasm, shaking his head in response. My claws hooked the icy ground as I mumbled the ground through painfully gritted death, "Please." His grin was even more pronounced now, clearly soaking in how disgusted I was at the moment.
"Thank you. But you'll still have to wait." I'd officially never seen someone look so pleased with himself. My glare was enough to kill as he said this, my growl so loud that the ground could have shook. "Maybe if your nice to me?" Clearly, this wasn't a question. He was obviously making me work for this, despite the movements that my icy claws made in the ground, just begging to strike. Stop it! You need him, you know that! You can kill him when he's done talking! My eyes were black as coal as I stared back at him, his gaze unwavering until I heaved a large huff, spinning on my paws as I marched into my cave, the sound of his chuckles filling my ears as I went.
~~~
"Wake up you-" A golden eye opened to meet my gaze, the words clear in my mind despite his silence: Ah, ah ah! What did I say about being nice? "You bundle of freakin' sunshine." I snarled through gritted teeth, my words killing me on the inside. I plastered a strained smile on my face as I watched the arrogant smile slide along his lips, something I was beginning to guess was his singature smirk.
I thrust my head in his direction, freeing the dead prey from my jaws as I let it fly across the cave, hitting him square in the forhead. "Woops, it slipped." I mumbled, rolling my eyes as I sat to eat my own breakfast. My eyes never left his, narrowed in distaste, while my tail swished to one side with precise calmness, then whipped back in the other direction with a threatening, deadly speed.
"Ah, and the hospitality continues." His wink sent my body boiling, hot with... Rage. Yeah, rage. "But thanks." This time, his voice held a hint of sincerity to it, and for the first time, I noticed the outline of his ribs through his flamboyant pelt. I had a feeling he saw me looking, but I kept my mouth shut tight, my eyes travelling back down to my meal. I don't know why I did it, or rather, didn't do it, but I just couldn't bring myself to taunt him on his frail figure.
The two of us ate in silence after that, but it was almost... Comfortable. It beat speaking to his arrogant face by a long shot. "Alright," He announced, once we'd finished our mice, "We're going for a walk." This, too, was said so non-challantly and matter-o-factly that I couldn't help stare after him with flabergasted eyes as he trotted from the cave with such confidence that I wouldn't slaughter him that I found my paws following after him.
"Mind running this by me first? And what makes you think I'd even go on a walk with you?" My tone was clearly indignant as I spoke, but I still ended up following after him, matching his pace as we walked, side by side.
"Ah, but you have to. Your being nice, right?" I cringed as I bumped my hip with his own, a wide grin on his face. I glanced back at my hip, glaring at it as a tingling sensation of... Distate, right, distaste, began. It took me a moment to steady my breathing, preventing an outbirst of rage, before I gave a curt, reluctant nod.
"Right. Being nice." I rolled my eyes, trudging on at his side. Our conversation fell to silence for a moment, while we travelled through the sunny meadow- Wait, sunny? Glancing at the sun-filled sky, shock hit me like a bolt. I hadn't even thought to cook up my storm of winds this morning. My gaze hardening at this thought, I closed my eyes, focusing my energy on the skies, nearly about to channel the snowfall before a light tap came to my shoulder.
I opened a single, irritated eye, to see a flower blocking him from sight of my single eye. The flower began at a deep, hot pink in the middle, but the petals lightened out to a soft pink on the edges of the petals. "For the nice little lady." A smile- yes, a smile, never thought I'd see the day- came to his face as he dipped his head a bit, setting the flower tucked behind my ear, my fur holding it in place.
Shock hit me once again, like deja vu from only seconds before. I stared at him, no frown nor smile on my lips, just plain cautious curiosity. I was becomming accustomed to the laughter of my reaction from him, but now it seemed slowed in time, allowing me to see his features clearly in the sunshine. He was thin, horribly thin, his cheeks nealy sunken in, but it gave him the rock-ish look that he had going for him. A smile. A smile came to her lips.
~~~
"Oh come on!" I was at bursting point now; I needed to know why he said it. "Just tell me!" I bounced on my paws a bit, my expression like a young child whom was deprived of cookies. But all this did was earn a chuckle from his lips, a sound that brought ringing to my ears. But, of course, it was just because it was so irritating... Yeah. Irritating.
"Nope," he shook his head in response from where he lay beside me. Once again, it was a sun-filled day that poured down on our pelts, lighting his golden eyes up into fire. "I still don't think you've earned it yet." His voice was clearly amused at my scowl of exhasperation.
For a moment, my mind went racing back to the day he came here, his mocking grin, his 'magic word'. "Please?" It was much more of a question then a statement, but he took it anyways with a self-satisfied sigh.
"There we are! I guess I can tell you now." He teased at me, causing me to huff with impatience. None the less, he layed down in front of me, facing me as he spoke, a small smile never leaving his face. "You wanna know what I saw in you that day?"
"Yes!" She moaned, clearly been put to wait for too long.
"I saw a girl who was looked up to like a godess, and struggling to uphold the weight everyone bound her to. I never saw someone with even an ounce of cruelty in them; all I saw was a beautiful, kind Eros Beauty Wolf that was wavering to be what everyone prized her to be." For a moment, I saw his intense golden eyes as they searched mine, never wavering. The boiling skin, the tingling sensation, the ringing in my ears...
I snuggled closer to his body, our pelt pressed against eachother in the warm sunlight, as a stunning shimmer of icy sparkles were taken with the wind, to be replaced with the orangy glow that was Summers Embrace.
What if someones Destroyer was their Night in Shining Armor?
Poem:
What if
I ♥liked♥ the way you smiled?
What if
I wanted to feel you C L O S E R ?
What if
It hurt to hear you cry?
What if
I smiled at the sight of you?
What if
I felt myself f-a-l-l-i-n-g-?
What if
I'd fallen?
What if
I'd l o s t you?
Poem #2:
11 short words, so easily said
Into destruction, those words l e a d
No longer whole
Simply a broken soul
And to the C-O-L-D
My h e a r t was sold
I'm binded by a chain
T~i~e~d to the pain
These black walls surround me
With only 1-one-1 way to break free
Its you, its me, its us, together.
Poem #3:
Trying, trying
Tired of lying
Hidden feelings lie within
prickling, poking, under my skin
Its unbearable, driving me crazy
I need you now, my hearts gone hazy
Let me be
Let me free
Give me my heart back
Because resistance from you is what I lack
I need you
I need you
Truly, I do.
Art:
1. Fur Close-up // Failed
2. Summers Embrace and Unnamed // Bind Together but Far Apart
3. Flower given to Unnamed by Slave of Mysteries in part 3 of story
4. "Grasping the Sunset" Picture ^^
5. Oh lookie! She's gone anthro <3
Alright, I guess its fit for judging now x3 But I'm still working on it xD I am determined to work until the round is officially closed
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Zakori » Sat May 28, 2011 9:01 am
ryan
Ooooooooooohhhhhh I am going to KILL for that EBW. My post shall be blue in it's honor, and I'll keep then blue for a while if I win it. x3 (but not the neon blue cause it hurts your eyes, and you can't read it)
Your Name: zAk
EBA's Name: Ice // Shard // Ice Shard // Hail // Sleet // Haily // Eisgment OR Semiont OR Eishear OR Ragent (from oighear, ice in Irish, and Eis, ice in german, and is fragmentet, ice shard in Norwegian) // Opposites // Day // Night // Snow // Freeze // Khione (greek goddess of snow) // Boreas (greek god of the North Wind) // Ash // Ashen // Cinereal (gray) // Ashton // The Gray // The Snow // The Storm Cloud // Snowcloud // Tamed Beauty // Warmth in Cold // Icepop // Airbrink // Hostility // Hospitality // Perfection // Imperfection //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, trade rules, holed souls, dA avvie, fan art, oekaki (in art), heart. <33333
Which EBA?: The beautiful uber rare. :3
~extra stuff~
Favorite song: Hot and Cold ; Katy Perry
Likes: Imperfect things. Cold. Being alone most of the time. Battle, violence. Fair leaders and Beings. Xerhas.
Dislikes: Perfect things. Heat. Company constantly. Peace. Unfairness and Usl.
Personality: Brave but scared, fearless but a coward, happy but depressed, seeing in black but white, dramatic but serious, an angel but a devil, sensitive but hard, calm but anxious, careless but careful, immortal but dying.
Ever changing. No real personality.
Poems:
Liquid running freely
Not the truth fully
Small white lies
Counted on fur
The water going in rock
Freezing and expanding
Cracking it into pieces
It will consume you
Bright blue in color
All alone in the cold
A solitary life,
Comfortable with it's existence
~|~|~|~|~|~
Remember when you said I was useless?
Remember when you saw the hurt flash in my eyes?
Remember when you laughed at me?
Remember when you walked away?
Are you proud of what I've become?
Are you happy with your results?
Are you content with my emotions?
Are you comfortable with my life?
I'm alone.
I'm depressed.
I'm solitary.
I'm different.
Thanks to you.
~|~|~|~|~|~
[a limerick]
A paradise made of sleet,
The clear enemy of Heat,
Only friend is snow,
It will always show,
Loneliness it will never beat
~|~|~|~|~|~
[a cinquain]
Arctic
Chills, ice
Blowing, falling, freezing
Blue coldness spreading quickly
Sleet
~|~|~|~|~|~
I'm sick
Of this feeling
I'm tired
Of not belonging
I'm fed up
With the system
I'm going to change it,
I'm going to change you,
One drop of water
At
A
Time
~|~|~|~|~|~
Weird feelings
Odd sensations
When you get on my mind
Nervous thoughts
Forceful breathing
When you look at me
What is this?
What is happening to me?
Is THIS what you call...falling?
.
.
.
l
o
v
e
?
Stories:
(I have an old story that makes like no sense now, but I don't want to delete it, so I just made a new one below it ^^)
OLD Story:
I'm the Gray. My father was the Black and my mother was the White. So I'm the in-between of all creation. I'm the Medium, the Noon, the Midnight, the Fall and the Spring, the River between the ocean and lake. I'm the straight-lined expression in-between the smiles and frowns. I'm also the Snow, the in-between for water and ice. I like being the Snow more than the Gray. I enjoy being a noun more than a color. Gray is a sad color-colorless and dull. Snow is happy and light and fun. Mother likes me being the Snow more, too, because it's white. But I'm also the Storm Cloud, in-between the Cloud and the Storm. Father likes me being the Storm Cloud the best, because it's darker like him. I like being the Snow more, closer to mother. Father and mother were never in love. It was their duty to create the Gray, not their choice. They don't know what love is. I do. If they HAD a choice, they would never had met each other. Opposites HATE each other, they don't "attract". That stupid saying is dead wrong. The don't fight, they just ignore. Not avoiding, they never go to each other. They call to me though, they both do. I pick which I go to. They never get mad, they can't. They don't have feelings or emotions. I do. When you mix two unemotional opposites you get an emotional, perplexed, dull thing. Me. The Gray, the Snow, the Storm Cloud.
(In this I'll call it a girl named Ice, okay? I'll change it later if I win)
NEW story:
The sleet fell down from the gray sky. It pounded in her eardrums, creating a hollow echo in her brain. It splattered in a perfect snowflake design around her, missing her fur by inches. It couldn't hit her. Ice obeyed her, as so did water, snow, any pure form of h2o, really. The whole Arctic was her playground. She could form villages, mountains, beautiful frozen oasis just from thought. Her existence was true to her namesake. Ice. She was also called Snow, Sleet, Hail. The Arctic. She had no true form or name, but one feature. Blue skin, white specks. The rest she chose. Her personality changed as often as the weather. She was sparked and on edge one moment then calm and steady the next. So unpredictable. But it didn't matter, no one was ever bitten. Ice lived alone. No one dared to make a home by her. She didn't care often. But sometimes it ate at her, being so solitary. She always wondered why no one liked her. She didn't realize her own snarkiness. It was a curse-her own ignorance blinded her from her ways. In this world there was no living things anywhere. Just beings. Sure, there were others of her kind. But she didn't know them or know that they were there. She was on her own, and she was fine with that. She was immortal representative of cold.
~|~
But then why did the souls come?
If their was no living lifes, what were the souls from? Why did they follow her like a shadow on the eye burning snow? Ice thought these things to herself all day and all night, but could not find an answer. She supposed they just WERE-like shes just was and the world just is. No good explanation, just there. Ice was finally occupied, watching the Xerhas (that's what she called the soul shadows) and seeing what they do, how they are. The Xerhas were nearly invisible, but if Ice watched and paid very close attention she could see the outline of a form much like her own, with spiky scales instead of fur and long fangs like a snakes. They had a curved nose, much like an eagle's beak, and their feet had no toes, they were just flat stumps that were actually surprisingly quite nimble. The Xerhas kept perfect pace behind Ice wherever she went, never stopping if she didn't or slipping on ice. The exact number of the Xerhas was unknown, but Ice guessed that there were 2 of them, both male. They smelt the way she did when she was in her wolf form, her most common and favorite form. One was larger than the other one by about 3 inches was Ice's guess, but she wasn't quite sure for she had only the shadows to base it off of. She never made contact with them, for they never came up beside of in front of her. Beings don't sleep, and apparently Xerhas didn't either. So Ice and her two companions literally never left each other. She had no idea why the Xerhas would follow her though. What made her special? Ad did the Xerhas have their own homeland, or were there only 2 of them in all of existence?
~|~
Ice rarely spoke. Why bother, if there was no one to converse with you? But when the larger of the two Xerhas muttered something she was intrigued by their thick, Russian accent. "What?" she asked. The larger Xerhas coughed and shook his head. "Answer me!" Ice demanded, "You've been following me around for days and have not said one thing and then when you do you MUTTER it and won't repeat? That's just rude!" Ice shouldered off, nose high in the air. "Wait!" the smaller Xerhas called. "He is still learning the ways. He doesn't know better." Ice turned around stiffly and stared at the smaller Xerhas dead in the eye. "Then what did he say?" The Xerhas eyes turned soft and he said quietly "He said 'makil'. In our language it means 'home'." Ice nodded to the larger Xerhas and turned back to the other one. "Where is your home? Why did you come here, to mine?" Ice asked. The larger Xerhas stole a glance from his brother and spoke. "We lived on a different world, where there were thousands of millions of us. But then the Usl came, (the Usl is this galaxies Sun, but it was a Being that had multiple forms) and burned our world. Before he burned it he said we were unworthy, a waste of energy, and we must be terminated. But he also said that there were 2 of us who were worthy. He looked at us and we floated here in a time capsule. Then it all went black. I watched our world burn up from the capsule's window for the rest of our journey. When we landed here Usl said he would send us to the realm we wished. We picked the coldest place-but hated heat now. It was only destruction. We follow you because you are the only one here and we do not wish to be alone and confused for the rest of time."
~|~
Ice stared at the ground during the story. When the Xerhas had stopped talking she looked up, her eyes misty and sad. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. You've been through so much, you deserve more. Better." The smaller Xerhas dipped his head to Ice. "I'm Trazik. That's Roju. Do you permit us to stay here or do you wish for us to leave?" Trazik asked. Roju looked to Ice with gleaming eyes, pleading. "Yes, you may stay. But do not walk behind me. Walk beside me, but not in front. I may not lead you and you may not lead me. We are equals." Trazik looked at her, tilting his head. "But you are the snow goddess, we are peasants compared to you. We must walk behind." Ice kept her voice comforting, like the way a mother would talk to her pups. "We are all the same." She stopped Trazik from talking more by putting her paw on his cheek. "Roju? Do you agree for Trazik and yourself?" Roju spoke after much thought. "Alright. We shall do that." Trazik brushed Ice's pelt softly in gratitude. "Thank you. You have shown great compassion that we will not forget. We are in your debt." Ice smiled, the first real smile that had ever danced across her face. She liked these Xerhas, Trazik and Roju. "I think we have some things to do. Who wants to go chew out Usl with me?"
~|~
Trazik shook his head at Ice. "We cannot just walk up to Us; and talk to him. He could slay us! And how would we even get up to his side of the world?" Ice stared at him in disbelief, her voice full of shock. Have you forgotten who I am? He is Fire, I am Ice. His opposite. I have just as much power as he does. He might slay us, but we could definitely get up there." Now Roju spoke. "But if we go up to the land of Heat wouldn't he have more power?" Ice nodded. "But I still have power, and I have you and Trazik. Surely you have SOME fighting strengths." Roju shook his head. "We are only nearly invisible. We have no other traits." Ice smiled at him, a smug, cocky smile. "Ah, you are not so observant. You have a sharp, hooked nose and fangs, and you also have those sharp scales. you could do much damage with just your body alone," Ice said, "but since you are not fight-learned I shall give you ice knifes and you shall teach yourself to battle." Trazik looked confused. Roju started "But how can we learn if you don't-" Ice cut him off. "Fighting is a way of life, it's natural like breathing. You can do it or you can't, and you better hope you can cause if you can't you'll die. No one can teach you to breathe, no one can teach you to fight," she stated simply. If only it was all that simple.
~|~
(if I win the grand prize I'll continue this story, but I don't want to write the whole battle for nothing if I don't x3)
[Fey, I'm determined too. Let the show-down begin. >8D]
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Your Name: Zakori
EBA's Name: Frenchie // Toasted // Cinnamon // Sugar // Spices // Syrup // Muffin // Pancake // Waffle // Geröstet (toasted in German) // Gebäck (pastries in German) // Geroet OR Roback OR Gestort (from geröstet & gebäck in German) // Butter // Melted Butter // Pastries // Toasted Muffin // King Sir Toasteh // King Toast // Queen Madam Toasteh // Queen Toast //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The 2nd one, the little brown EBCC~
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Your Name: Zak
EBA's Name: Egg // Yolk // Omelet // Henrietta // Yolky // Eggison // Ei (egg in German) // Dotter (yolk in German) //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The 1st one up, the egg one :3
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Your Name: Zak
EBA's Name: Waitress // Served // Zia // Zila // Kellnerin (waitress in German) // Servitør (waitress in Norwegian) // Serviat OR Mastir OR Servøit (from servitør & mat, food in Norwegian) // NOT A NAME :: (These next ones are referring to the fading black into white pattern) // Midnight // Dawn // Dusk // Noon // Burning Dusk // Fading Dawn //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The deformity
Your Name: zAk
EBA's Name: Ice // Shard // Ice Shard // Hail // Sleet // Haily // Eisgment OR Semiont OR Eishear OR Ragent (from oighear, ice in Irish, and Eis, ice in german, and is fragmentet, ice shard in Norwegian) // Opposites // Day // Night // Snow // Freeze // Khione (greek goddess of snow) // Boreas (greek god of the North Wind) // Ash // Ashen // Cinereal (gray) // Ashton // The Gray // The Snow // The Storm Cloud // Snowcloud // Tamed Beauty // Warmth in Cold // Icepop // Airbrink // Hostility // Hospitality // Perfection // Imperfection //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, trade rules, holed souls, dA avvie, fan art, oekaki (in art), heart. <33333
Which EBA?: The beautiful uber rare. :3
~extra stuff~
Favorite song: Hot and Cold ; Katy Perry
Likes: Imperfect things. Cold. Being alone most of the time. Battle, violence. Fair leaders and Beings. Xerhas.
Dislikes: Perfect things. Heat. Company constantly. Peace. Unfairness and Usl.
Personality: Brave but scared, fearless but a coward, happy but depressed, seeing in black but white, dramatic but serious, an angel but a devil, sensitive but hard, calm but anxious, careless but careful, immortal but dying.
Ever changing. No real personality.
Poems:
Liquid running freely
Not the truth fully
Small white lies
Counted on fur
The water going in rock
Freezing and expanding
Cracking it into pieces
It will consume you
Bright blue in color
All alone in the cold
A solitary life,
Comfortable with it's existence
~|~|~|~|~|~
Remember when you said I was useless?
Remember when you saw the hurt flash in my eyes?
Remember when you laughed at me?
Remember when you walked away?
Are you proud of what I've become?
Are you happy with your results?
Are you content with my emotions?
Are you comfortable with my life?
I'm alone.
I'm depressed.
I'm solitary.
I'm different.
Thanks to you.
~|~|~|~|~|~
[a limerick]
A paradise made of sleet,
The clear enemy of Heat,
Only friend is snow,
It will always show,
Loneliness it will never beat
~|~|~|~|~|~
[a cinquain]
Arctic
Chills, ice
Blowing, falling, freezing
Blue coldness spreading quickly
Sleet
~|~|~|~|~|~
I'm sick
Of this feeling
I'm tired
Of not belonging
I'm fed up
With the system
I'm going to change it,
I'm going to change you,
One drop of water
At
A
Time
~|~|~|~|~|~
Weird feelings
Odd sensations
When you get on my mind
Nervous thoughts
Forceful breathing
When you look at me
What is this?
What is happening to me?
Is THIS what you call...falling?
.
.
.
l
o
v
e
?
Stories:
(I have an old story that makes like no sense now, but I don't want to delete it, so I just made a new one below it ^^)
OLD Story:
I'm the Gray. My father was the Black and my mother was the White. So I'm the in-between of all creation. I'm the Medium, the Noon, the Midnight, the Fall and the Spring, the River between the ocean and lake. I'm the straight-lined expression in-between the smiles and frowns. I'm also the Snow, the in-between for water and ice. I like being the Snow more than the Gray. I enjoy being a noun more than a color. Gray is a sad color-colorless and dull. Snow is happy and light and fun. Mother likes me being the Snow more, too, because it's white. But I'm also the Storm Cloud, in-between the Cloud and the Storm. Father likes me being the Storm Cloud the best, because it's darker like him. I like being the Snow more, closer to mother. Father and mother were never in love. It was their duty to create the Gray, not their choice. They don't know what love is. I do. If they HAD a choice, they would never had met each other. Opposites HATE each other, they don't "attract". That stupid saying is dead wrong. The don't fight, they just ignore. Not avoiding, they never go to each other. They call to me though, they both do. I pick which I go to. They never get mad, they can't. They don't have feelings or emotions. I do. When you mix two unemotional opposites you get an emotional, perplexed, dull thing. Me. The Gray, the Snow, the Storm Cloud.
(In this I'll call it a girl named Ice, okay? I'll change it later if I win)
NEW story:
The sleet fell down from the gray sky. It pounded in her eardrums, creating a hollow echo in her brain. It splattered in a perfect snowflake design around her, missing her fur by inches. It couldn't hit her. Ice obeyed her, as so did water, snow, any pure form of h2o, really. The whole Arctic was her playground. She could form villages, mountains, beautiful frozen oasis just from thought. Her existence was true to her namesake. Ice. She was also called Snow, Sleet, Hail. The Arctic. She had no true form or name, but one feature. Blue skin, white specks. The rest she chose. Her personality changed as often as the weather. She was sparked and on edge one moment then calm and steady the next. So unpredictable. But it didn't matter, no one was ever bitten. Ice lived alone. No one dared to make a home by her. She didn't care often. But sometimes it ate at her, being so solitary. She always wondered why no one liked her. She didn't realize her own snarkiness. It was a curse-her own ignorance blinded her from her ways. In this world there was no living things anywhere. Just beings. Sure, there were others of her kind. But she didn't know them or know that they were there. She was on her own, and she was fine with that. She was immortal representative of cold.
~|~
But then why did the souls come?
If their was no living lifes, what were the souls from? Why did they follow her like a shadow on the eye burning snow? Ice thought these things to herself all day and all night, but could not find an answer. She supposed they just WERE-like shes just was and the world just is. No good explanation, just there. Ice was finally occupied, watching the Xerhas (that's what she called the soul shadows) and seeing what they do, how they are. The Xerhas were nearly invisible, but if Ice watched and paid very close attention she could see the outline of a form much like her own, with spiky scales instead of fur and long fangs like a snakes. They had a curved nose, much like an eagle's beak, and their feet had no toes, they were just flat stumps that were actually surprisingly quite nimble. The Xerhas kept perfect pace behind Ice wherever she went, never stopping if she didn't or slipping on ice. The exact number of the Xerhas was unknown, but Ice guessed that there were 2 of them, both male. They smelt the way she did when she was in her wolf form, her most common and favorite form. One was larger than the other one by about 3 inches was Ice's guess, but she wasn't quite sure for she had only the shadows to base it off of. She never made contact with them, for they never came up beside of in front of her. Beings don't sleep, and apparently Xerhas didn't either. So Ice and her two companions literally never left each other. She had no idea why the Xerhas would follow her though. What made her special? Ad did the Xerhas have their own homeland, or were there only 2 of them in all of existence?
~|~
Ice rarely spoke. Why bother, if there was no one to converse with you? But when the larger of the two Xerhas muttered something she was intrigued by their thick, Russian accent. "What?" she asked. The larger Xerhas coughed and shook his head. "Answer me!" Ice demanded, "You've been following me around for days and have not said one thing and then when you do you MUTTER it and won't repeat? That's just rude!" Ice shouldered off, nose high in the air. "Wait!" the smaller Xerhas called. "He is still learning the ways. He doesn't know better." Ice turned around stiffly and stared at the smaller Xerhas dead in the eye. "Then what did he say?" The Xerhas eyes turned soft and he said quietly "He said 'makil'. In our language it means 'home'." Ice nodded to the larger Xerhas and turned back to the other one. "Where is your home? Why did you come here, to mine?" Ice asked. The larger Xerhas stole a glance from his brother and spoke. "We lived on a different world, where there were thousands of millions of us. But then the Usl came, (the Usl is this galaxies Sun, but it was a Being that had multiple forms) and burned our world. Before he burned it he said we were unworthy, a waste of energy, and we must be terminated. But he also said that there were 2 of us who were worthy. He looked at us and we floated here in a time capsule. Then it all went black. I watched our world burn up from the capsule's window for the rest of our journey. When we landed here Usl said he would send us to the realm we wished. We picked the coldest place-but hated heat now. It was only destruction. We follow you because you are the only one here and we do not wish to be alone and confused for the rest of time."
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Ice stared at the ground during the story. When the Xerhas had stopped talking she looked up, her eyes misty and sad. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. You've been through so much, you deserve more. Better." The smaller Xerhas dipped his head to Ice. "I'm Trazik. That's Roju. Do you permit us to stay here or do you wish for us to leave?" Trazik asked. Roju looked to Ice with gleaming eyes, pleading. "Yes, you may stay. But do not walk behind me. Walk beside me, but not in front. I may not lead you and you may not lead me. We are equals." Trazik looked at her, tilting his head. "But you are the snow goddess, we are peasants compared to you. We must walk behind." Ice kept her voice comforting, like the way a mother would talk to her pups. "We are all the same." She stopped Trazik from talking more by putting her paw on his cheek. "Roju? Do you agree for Trazik and yourself?" Roju spoke after much thought. "Alright. We shall do that." Trazik brushed Ice's pelt softly in gratitude. "Thank you. You have shown great compassion that we will not forget. We are in your debt." Ice smiled, the first real smile that had ever danced across her face. She liked these Xerhas, Trazik and Roju. "I think we have some things to do. Who wants to go chew out Usl with me?"
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Trazik shook his head at Ice. "We cannot just walk up to Us; and talk to him. He could slay us! And how would we even get up to his side of the world?" Ice stared at him in disbelief, her voice full of shock. Have you forgotten who I am? He is Fire, I am Ice. His opposite. I have just as much power as he does. He might slay us, but we could definitely get up there." Now Roju spoke. "But if we go up to the land of Heat wouldn't he have more power?" Ice nodded. "But I still have power, and I have you and Trazik. Surely you have SOME fighting strengths." Roju shook his head. "We are only nearly invisible. We have no other traits." Ice smiled at him, a smug, cocky smile. "Ah, you are not so observant. You have a sharp, hooked nose and fangs, and you also have those sharp scales. you could do much damage with just your body alone," Ice said, "but since you are not fight-learned I shall give you ice knifes and you shall teach yourself to battle." Trazik looked confused. Roju started "But how can we learn if you don't-" Ice cut him off. "Fighting is a way of life, it's natural like breathing. You can do it or you can't, and you better hope you can cause if you can't you'll die. No one can teach you to breathe, no one can teach you to fight," she stated simply. If only it was all that simple.
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(if I win the grand prize I'll continue this story, but I don't want to write the whole battle for nothing if I don't x3)
[Fey, I'm determined too. Let the show-down begin. >8D]
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Your Name: Zakori
EBA's Name: Frenchie // Toasted // Cinnamon // Sugar // Spices // Syrup // Muffin // Pancake // Waffle // Geröstet (toasted in German) // Gebäck (pastries in German) // Geroet OR Roback OR Gestort (from geröstet & gebäck in German) // Butter // Melted Butter // Pastries // Toasted Muffin // King Sir Toasteh // King Toast // Queen Madam Toasteh // Queen Toast //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The 2nd one, the little brown EBCC~
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Your Name: Zak
EBA's Name: Egg // Yolk // Omelet // Henrietta // Yolky // Eggison // Ei (egg in German) // Dotter (yolk in German) //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The 1st one up, the egg one :3
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Your Name: Zak
EBA's Name: Waitress // Served // Zia // Zila // Kellnerin (waitress in German) // Servitør (waitress in Norwegian) // Serviat OR Mastir OR Servøit (from servitør & mat, food in Norwegian) // NOT A NAME :: (These next ones are referring to the fading black into white pattern) // Midnight // Dawn // Dusk // Noon // Burning Dusk // Fading Dawn //
EBA's new home: Avvie, siggy, holed souls, farm, etc.
Which EBA?: The deformity
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Africa. » Sat May 28, 2011 9:13 am
Bringgg ittt! xD This will go down badly x3 I'm worried as to how long we have :S
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by Zakori » Sat May 28, 2011 9:13 am
Ikr? I'm scared I won't have enough time~
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Re: .- Idengartz: feel the magicalness of EBAs.- +Uber Rare
by C-ren » Sat May 28, 2011 10:27 am
Sir Sheepington wrote:C-ren wrote:Hehe thanks sheepy C:
Its alright Arouria , it happens <3
FLARFLARFLAR Sheep duz use her modpowarz sometimes~
If you're still open for suggestions for new species, might I suggest fish? Possibly Koi, since you love Japan so much. |3
There are no words to express how much I care about Japan. If you could marry countries, I would marry Japan.
Anyway , Ill be definately be thinking about that one C:
Thats alright Live Laugh Love C; Just try not to ask again
Youll have plenty of time guys , I assure it. Id keep this EBW for as long as I can xD
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by Kickin' up dirt » Sat May 28, 2011 10:28 am
I won't I promise 
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by C-ren » Sat May 28, 2011 10:34 am
Im glad to hear that , and welcome to Idengartz C:
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