Sᴜʀʀᴇᴀʟ Wɪɴᴅs ⊱ Wɪʟᴅ Mᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ Eǫᴜɪᴅ Sᴇᴍɪ-Lɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ RP

[CopperChaos]

Bump

[stabbrielle]

A S A G A I

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ;; hurt
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; unknown
ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ;; talking to Lyra
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;; in doubt
ʜᴇʀᴅ;; loner
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ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ;; 131

--------------Asagai wanted to kick himself as she ran away again. Once again he ran the best thing that could possibly happen to him in his life off. His head dropped sadly. He was tempted to go after her again, but somewhere he knew she wouldn’t give him another chance. She was thanking him and he snapped at her. She deserved better anyway. Sighing he looked at where she disappeared. She didn’t even give him a chance to explain. He could understand why. He seemed angry, but he only seemed angry because she put so much fear in his heart that he couldn’t bear the thought of her being in danger. “Lyra! Wait!” he whinnied, hoping she’d hear, but he doubted she’d turn back. That didn’t seem to be in her nature.

[.Survivor.]

(Anyone on?)

[Potato.]

Name: Skittles
Mood: Bored
Location: Forest
With: Russet; /Near/ Bruno, Honolulu, Sienna
Crush: None

The filly stared at the dark colt in front of her and flicked a ear in silence. She awaited his longed waited-for response to her comment and didn't get one. Skittles blinked slowly a few times, quite unamused at the sudden awkward silent tension between the two of them. Her short spanned attention leaped over to gaze in the direction of the meadow her and Russet's parents were inhabiting. The youngster let out a soft sigh and leaned heavily on the nearest tree trunk, flicking her green gaze back to the younger equid; her patience deteriorating quite quickly. A sudden wash of bravery overwhelmed her, making her forget her fear and shyness of other foals; Skittles opened her muzzle to prepare in spilling out her opinion of the horrid silence but threw the idea aside once she remembered it was more polite to not suddenly blurt out negative comments. Her sides heaved as she took in yet another deep inhale; vision still focused on the timid colt.


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Name: Beleram
Mood: Bored
Location: Meadow
With: Nizhoni; Pandia
Crush: None

Beleram noticed himself rocking softly foreward and back subconciously while awaiting both of the fillies to speak; he shuffled his feet to halt his minor activity of boredom before rasing his gaze to glance at each filly that was accompanying him lightly. A soft sigh escaped his muzzle and he swatted his tail fiercely at a swarm of small bugs before breaking the slightly-eerie silence. ''Well, as I have said before it was nice to meet you Pandia.'' Beleram dropped his head and relaxed his tad-tensed body to a more relaxed position that held terrible posture, but he didn't care at the current moment of looking good for either of his aquaintances. ''What shall we do? I actually quite terrible bored of just standing around.'' a small frowned bestowned across his face when he lifted his head once again.

[no longer here]

((Where do I adopt one of these??))

[Soriams]

((Unicorn, you may adopt one here. But I don't think there are any available at the moment. Check back soon though!))

Location: Valley Forest
Doing: Exploring
Tagged: None

As Zach wanders deeper into the wooded valley, his exuberant trot slows to a walk as he begins to feel a tad bit of trepidation at the dark forest ahead of him. Yet the scent of other equids grows stronger around him, and he knows they must be close. Looking up at the evergreens as they tower above him, he can't help but feel a bit of awe at this place, which only further peeks is curiosity as to who might live here. Of course, the easiest way to find out is to announce his presence and see who answers, but at the same time, that would surely draw any predators in the area towards him. "To call out an announce to one and all... Both good and evil. It leaves one vulnerable in both aspects," he whispers under his breath, talking through his indecision.

Walking through the pines for a few moments in silence, with his ears flitting back and forth over his head in a nervous expression, Zach finally decides that he must call out, lest he become hopelessly lost. Even though he could easily follow his own trail back to the cliffs, that is not at all why he came here, and the trees now grow so thick about him that he could walk right past another equid only ten feet away and never know they were there. Coming to a stop, he dances sideways, pawing at the earth in his uneasiness, and lets out one timid sounding whinny. Then, he forces his hooves to be still beneath him, and listens intently for a reply.

[Potato.]

Name: Skittles
Mood: Curious
Location: Forest
With: Russet
Crush: None

Skittles lowered her head slowly with a certain exhuastion. Her gaze travelled further beyond her aquaintance towards the meadow once again, in debate of sleeping by her dam again. The filly trembled her earthy-coloured pelt in a shiver as a cool breeze cascaded over her; her short upright mane dancing with the breeze that teased each flaxen lock. She batted her tail's plume against a tree's trunk, hoping the sound would awake the colt from whatever daze he was trapped in. Seeing her efforts went without success, she tread foreward in a soft stomp, snorting her annoyance; she had a hatred for her comments going without reply.
She heared a soft call from behind her, it's echo hinting that whomever had bellowed was still a very far distance away from her. It sounded fairly new, and was a much deeper whinny than any foal could manage. Her curiousity took her over; flicking her long ears upright, Skittles treaded softly a few paces in the direction of the darker forest, where she assumed the bellow came from. ''Surely whoever it is must be lonely.'' she softly whispered to herself, shortly debating if she should return the equid's call. She craned her neck towards Russet again, wondering if another equid would distress him- she knew how much he was frightened by strangers. A soft sigh escaped her muzzle before she parted it and let out a hushed sqeaked reply. ''I bet that won't even suffice.. They probably didn't hear me.'' the filly again murmured.
Skittles shuffled her footing and laid down on the cold forest floor; her eyelids slowly blinking, sleep fighting it's silent war in attempting to take control of her consciousness. She didn't really mind if the stranger heard her reply or not, she had tried all she could have.

[stabbrielle]

^

[CopperChaos]

Azuri

Mood: clever, sly
Location: forest somewhere
With: Kuñjo and Caelan
Crush: N/A
[Link]

Hmmm she thought. Here ears swiveled then to catch the sound of something making a huge racket near the tree line. "I believe we might've just found our target, let's get closer to make sure, though we can always prank who ever is over there" she said indignantly. She lifted her muzzle and confirmed the presence of equids. Huh more than one. She began to walk towards the commotion, luckily being down wind. Remembering coming from this direction earlier she turned to the other two she was with and said " there's a clearing up ahead, most likely where they were staying, I traveled near it before I met you guys, it'll make setting up our prank easier but we have to be careful not to get caught in the open" she said winking. "Plus I came up with the plan isn't it time for you two hunks to help out as well" she commented, swishing her tail dramatically at them

[Flicka]

occ;I'll be joing in a few; Finishing up some markings on a picture.

-edits- done; now... to do a form which I've been dreading. Not so good at making forms these days like I used to. So.... I'll probably steal one of my old forms XD I add on anyways

Name: Sirius
Pro-nounciation: [sir-ee-uhs]
Age: Colt; 9 months
Gender: Valiant Knight
Breed: Paint wme x grullo wme
Personality: Sirius has a shy demeanor; Especially around filly's but he is good natured and generally enjoys making other equids happy even at his own expense. He's very selfless;
Band/Rank: None; currently with his mother
Mares in herd: none
Foals:Too young
Height: 13.3hh
Physical Description:
History: Born of a union of Sinner and Daxius
Relationships:
Theme song: Glad You Came
Other: (Usually for preferances of mares.)