Ｓｉｇｈｔ ａｎｄ Ｓｏｕｎｄ- Ａ ＪＭＤ 1ｘ1

[knifedoq]

Ｓｉｇｈｔ ａｎｄ Ｓｏｕｎｄｓ

This thread is a 1x1 between me, anonymous., and
Rated R
This will be of our Jewel Mane Dragons, Thyla and
Silent Night. My JMD Thyla is blind and
has an ice jewel, and Silent is deaf, and is a water
jewel, so this is where they will interact, meet and
do stuff together.

Please don't post if you are not me or Rated R.
You can be a silent stalker, and that is a-okay

[knifedoq]

name;;
Thyla

age;;
like 15
pretty young, but she's mature for her age

size;;
about like the size of a big dog, or a pony.

personality;;
imma list traits, kay?
calm|timid|intelligent|sweet|creative

likes;;
coldness|soft objects|music|textures|being alone

dislikes;;
warmth|large groups|having to say she's blind|not being cold|indoors

[Rated R]

Silent Night

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❧The Deaf One

❝Sɪʟᴇɴᴛ Nɪɢʜᴛ, Hᴏʟʏ Nɪɢʜᴛ
Aʟʟ ɪs Cᴀʟᴍ, Aʟʟ ɪs Bʀɪɢʜᴛ❞
- Jᴏsᴇᴘʜ Mᴏʜʀ

Lonely, she stood in the dimly lit sky, the moon wishing not to show its true power. The lacing patterns of the occasional blue on her brown fur gleaming silently in the bit of light provided in the midst of the dark sky. Yes, silently.

This is Silent Night.

Her chestnut and white was hidden in the dark hues of the night settled in. All that was present was her sky blue, so unlike the night sky. Her name in itself, with her daytime blue, was oxymoronic. The silence, yes, that was true, as she saw so much in the world, yet heard nothing; not even the song for which she was named was clear in her head. Night was her favorite time of day, due to its natural stillness in the world, no need to have the ability to hear to enjoy it. This exotic yet natural dragon was born on February 29th.

❝Tʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ʙʏ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴀɴᴛ
ᴏғ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡʜɪᴄʜ
ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ.❞
- Eᴅɢᴀʀ Aʟʟᴇɴ Pᴏᴇ

Such deep and meaningful quotes are the only thing that keep Silent together. She may read it however she wishes in her mind and no one needs to hear it. Speaking, like hearing, was nonexistent to Silent. Being mute and deaf aren't very helpful to friendship and therefore she has made no friends, but it is also the reason why she has no enemies. At least, she doesn't believe she has enemies. She hasn't been bullied by anyone, although she is a good target. Personality wise, Silent is deep and passionate, and her only form of communication is through sign language and poetry. She can read lips, making it easier for others to speak to her. It makes conversing fun if she writes a poem and the other dragons have to figure out what she says. Usually they consist of small verses, two to four lines. But its possible, if she were to ever find a mate, that she may be able to utter a sound or two from her rarely open mouth. She gasps and rarely laughs, due to the lack of friends, but if triggered, she is not afraid to laugh.

❝I'ᴍ ᴡᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ
I ғᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏɴᴇs,
Eɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ sʏsᴛᴇᴍs ʙʟᴏᴡ.❞
- Iᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴs;
Rᴇɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ ʙʏ Pᴇɴᴛᴀᴛᴏɴɪx ᴀɴᴅ Lɪɴᴅsᴇʏ Sᴛɪʀʟɪɴɢ

The sounds of the voices in the chorus of this rendition of the absolutely soulfully done song easily proves to show all of Silent's emotion throughout the average silent day. The rich, low underlying tones of the male singers carry throughout the song and aid in creating the sounds of instruments, and their feeling and clear passion and lengthy sounds exemplify Silent's constant hidden sadness and loss of hope that is woven within her fur. Her need to hear again is omnipresent, constantly poking at her and reminding her throughout the day that she could have been able to hear someone's laugh or someone's sobbing or the fluctuations in the voices. She herself could have been able to hear her own voice. She longs to hear the tiniest of sounds that hearing dragons take for granted.
Throughout her day, Silent always finds time to practice her musical instrument, the ocarina. The talented violin incorporated into this cover of the original song illustrates her passion for music and it only makes her wish to hear more, yet she continues with this strange passion. Her heart is where her soul is, and her soul is with sound. If only, if only, Silent often thinks.
At the age of thirteen, Silent found herself drifting away from jewel maned dragons more than ever. She was quite the antisocial and almost found herself falling into the wrath of drugs to cope with all of the sweltering mixed feelings. Luckily, Silent caught herself from falling into the pit and she realized she was better off away from others, continuing to keep to herself. Silent ran away from home, yet her mother knew she was still attending classes, so she was not worried for her capable mute daughter. Now at sixteen, Silent finds herself working and keeping herself together, emotionally, financially, and physically.

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Silent finds writing and art to be the only means of calming herself and forgetting that she cannot hear the world around her. She loves to draw and keep herself busy from reality. The fact that she's openly deaf drives most dragons away from her, especially since most can't understand her deep poetry and her sign language.

Silent likes to keep herself hidden and in the dark due to her insecurity about her deaf and mute characteristics. At first, she felt proud about being different and not being like everyone else; being deaf was great and it made her unique. But quickly, she realized that being open about something like this only made it harder to find friends, as everyone would constantly avoid her.
Other than the usual personality traits, Silent enjoys playing the ocarina. It is a small woodwind, flute-like instrument with a haunting and hollow melodic sound. She keeps it with her and can feel the vibrations of the notes when she plays. Although she cannot hear herself, she knows when she makes a mistake, but what she doesn't know is that she sounds enchanting. Her ability to play the instrument and be deaf makes watching her play more intriguing. This is one of the few ways she interacts with dragons as well; through allowing them to listen to her play.
Silent also likes to watch horses. Due to her natural paint coloration, Silent finds herself associating with the wild horses. Since she is large and different, if she is seen the horses run away, but just watching them gallop so freely without a care in the world makes Silent happy. It's one of the few times she will show a sign of a smile, even if it is just the slight movement of the right corner of her small mouth. One of her favorite songs to play on the ocarina is a sweet lullaby about horses.

❝Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ
Yᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴏʀsᴇs.
Dᴀᴘᴘʟᴇs ᴀɴᴅ Gʀᴇʏs
Pɪɴᴛᴏs ᴀɴᴅ Bᴀʏs
Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ Pʀᴇᴛᴛʏ Lɪᴛᴛᴇ Hᴏʀsᴇs.❞
- Rᴇɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ Bʏ Bᴇᴄᴋʏ Jᴇᴀɴ Wɪʟʟɪᴀᴍs

She can hear this one melody in her mind, as she was born slowly losing her hearing. Those final moments at the age of four, her eyes slowly glazing over with dampness. Her left ear gone, her right one ever so painfully succumbing to the land of silence. The first tear quietly tipping over the edge of her left eye, making it's slow way to her jaw line, readying itself for the jump off, leaving a wet trail in her fur, the tear the color of her jewel. Her mother, holding her close, as she watched her young one endure a painful journey into a new life. One without music, one without sound. Her mother singing softly, and quietly to her young one. Silent's mouth opened ever so slightly as if to say something but she couldn't. Her eyes closing as she struggled to hear that last verse. That last verse that symbolized losing so much in her life, although in song it meant the gaining of freedom.

❝Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴏʀsᴇs.❞

and all was gone.

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[knifedoq]

[how about you start, rated.]

[Rated R]

Silent Night
Silent trotted about the city, minding her own business. She was quite good at that, in fact. She never heard and rarely spoke at all. She would go around, her little ocarina by her side always. Her ears would swivel about, and she would force them to, in order to seem normal and natural. Her blue jewel gleamed in the sun.
It was a hot day, and she headed towards the park for a lovely stroll in the afternoon sun. Silent sighed, and sat on the green, green grass. She rubbed her paws into it and realized how hot she was. The pond on the other side was meant for decoration, so she figured a bit of water couldn't hurt. Her jewel suddenly glowed bright and she pointed it to the ground before her, a small pool thigh-high appearing. Silent stepped into the water. It was relatively cool, but not cool enough. She'd need a white jewel to make it cooler. She didn't know any white jewels, so she skimmed the park for any.

[knifedoq]

[Thyla's gonna talk in morse, of you don't mind c:]



Thyla was in the park, wandering about. She was just wandering.
Her grey-blue pelt was blistering in he heat, nearby, there was a
small noise of splashing water. Her white jewel immediately started
to get cold. She could feel it. Her paws carried her to the source of
the noise. Thyla touched her paws to the water, and rather quickly, her
touch sent lacy frost across the top of it. Now, next to the scent of
water, there was something like myself. Another JMD.
Thyla prodded her a message;

.. .../- .... .. .../--. --- --- -../
[is this good]

[Rated R]

Silent Night

Silent suddenly noticed a white jewel come up to her, the pond instantly covered with a thin layer of ice. Silent broke apart some of the ice so it could melt quicker, and the water was suddenly cool. She noticed the dragon suddenly speak to her in, morse code? Silent knew a little bit, but was very unsure with translating. Perhaps this dragon was asking her something normal. And then Silent understood the message, is this good. Silent nodded, but then realized that this dragon was blind; just by looking into her eyes she could tell. Silent tried to say something back in morse code, meaning yes, thank you.

[knifedoq]

Thyla felt it. Her fur was on end, for someone that could understand her speech. No problem she prodded back.
Walk? Thyla could feel something about this dragon. Her touch was very careful, like her own. Her kind.
She could hear her make sounds while she cooled. Unnatural, yet natural. Thyla waved her tail over another patch of water
causing it to freeze more. Very thick, thick enough so she could stand with out cracking it. She flicked her tail.

[Rated R]

Silent Night

Silent jumped at the water surface turned colder and colder, until it was practically ice. She let out a short and quick, almost inaudible gasp. She leaped to the warm grass to soothe her frostbitten paws. She had almost not noticed Thyla's previous question. In her somewhat choppy morse, Silent replied Alright.

[knifedoq]

t h y l a

Thyla heard the dragon jump back.

sorry. Too cold. Come, now.
Thyla lightly tapped onto her friend's shoulder.
She bounced along, leaving frost marks where her feet had touched. Her mind wad going through a thought process.
What was it about her? This dragon? She could tell. Thyla stopped, and angled her head.
you are different she tapped.
Thyla wasn't sure that would get through. She tried, though.