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Post by Aphenria Melodias on Apr 18, 2012 22:08:33 GMT -5
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Follow the Light;
Accept the Shadows
A small group was heading through the mystic forest on a patrol. Each Rider was on their Beast mumbling about having to go so far to look into a rogue Rider with a Beast terrorizing nearby towns. Aphenria was among them on Zavrynn, who did enough mumbling of his own to compensate for Aphenria's excitement at being back out of the castle. Her hair was in it's usual ponytail high on her head with long strands of it framing her face. Her eyes were closed as she giggled at Zavrynn's obvious dislike of being here. I thought you would like being out of the castle. I know you don't like being cooped up in there all the time. She sent this thought with curiosity but a poke that he should be happy to be out. He ruffled his wings in response before replying In the sky and without having these ground-stuck fools leading the way and giving us commands. They should be happy that we even came to protect their earth-loving behinds! Aphenria understood now. Zavrynn was a born flyer, that meant freedom to take to the sky without a leader. She patted his back sympathetically. Don't worry after this is over with we can fly back ahead of them. This didn't give Zavrynn much comfort but he didn't say anything more. The patrol continued on until one of the Rider's Beast picked up a scent. They moved in it's direction with caution until it came to the edge of the Mystic Forest. Zavrynn's wings ruffled nervously and he raised his head tall, taking a step back. Something isn't right here. As if on cue, a small group of Riders on Beasts came barreling out of the forest. Zavrynn took no time to spread his wings and hurl himself and Aphenria, who struggled to keep herself on, 25 feet into the air. "Zavrynn! What's happening?" She didn't bother thinking it. Her thoughts were to jumbled to say it that way. Her Beast didn't get the chance to respond when a flying Beast with a rider came barreling towards them. Hold on! she heard Zavrynn say, and she did as she was told. He took the Beast's charge and used it's own power to twist him and send him hurdling for the ground before swiftly following him and clawing at it's exposed stomach. Aphenria held on to his back with her eyes closed and her body tense. Zavrynn threw the Rider from their beasts back before dealing the death blow. Aphenria heard the Rider crying out as if he himself was being attacked but when she was about to open her eyes to see Zavrynn blasted a warning at her DON'T LOOK!She tightened her grip and closed her eyes as hard as she could. Zavrynn took off and flew over the Mystic Forest before landing in a small clearing. You can look now. His voice said calmly and oddly quiet. Aphenria opened her eyes to see the peaceful clearing. What happened Zavrynn?He lowered himself to the ground with a huff. It was an ambush. We were caught off guard. We expected one but there were at least 5. One attacked us but I put it down. I didn't stay to check the others. My first priority was keeping you safe.Aphenria slide from his back as he said this. Her weight overwhelmed her and she sat on the ground beside him, not at all feeling the grass underneath her. Do you think the others made it out? We should go back and... Zavrynn shook his head. Not with you in shock. You'll be of no use this way. I doubt any of them survived anyway. His voice grew quiet at the end of this statement. Aphenria's hand moved to her arm slowly, wondering why she was feeling a numbness there. She looked to Zavrynn. "Are you hurt?" She asked it outloud, standing to her feet and going to his other side. At first he moved to avoid her but he stopped and showed her a deep cut. He was able to get a hit in. Aphenria lowered herself by his hurt leg and put her hand over the wound, summoning her light to heal her friend's wound. Zavrynn lowered his head into the grass wrapping his wing around her protectively. Word Count: ...
Muse: Goooooood!
Tagged: CYRUS~!
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Post by Cyrus Moore on Apr 18, 2012 22:56:11 GMT -5
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He slipped from Wulf's saddle and regarded a track left on the ground. He couldn't determine whether it was really what he was looking for or if it wasn't. His frustration was building in a tumultuous storm in his stomach. A glare had hardened his normally feminine face, and he snarled in anger as he slammed his fist on the ground. This was going nowhere fast. Just as he was about to give up and go get a true tracker, he heard the sound of a fight, the screams of death and pain. He inhaled at the sounds as if he could smell the bitter tang of blood already, sweet as candy to him. A grin curved his lips, a vicious emotion that curled his mouth so coldly he could have been mistaken for a statue. The mirage was broken however as soon as he stood straight and walked strongly toward the sounds of battle.
Suddenly, the rush of wings over head caught his attention. He paused and watched Wulf's ears prick. Which way did they go Wulf? he asked mentally to his counterpart. Wulf twitched his ears and began to walk, Follow me, master. A sarcastic drawl placed carefully on the master part. Cyrus laughed and followed close behind Wulf as he followed his Beast to the winged Beast.
Soon they were arriving where a girl leaned against a bird-deer. Cyrus smiled and approached, until he was just a few feet away. "Why hello there," he said a smirk coloring his voice and lips. "Are you lost, little girl?" There was almost a dangerous tone to his voice. One that said, "Mess with me please, I would enjoy ripping your guts out." [/style]
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Post by Aphenria Melodias on Apr 18, 2012 23:30:50 GMT -5
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Follow the Light;
Accept the Shadows
Aphenria knew something was up when she felt Zavrynn stiffen. Usually when she healed the subject gradually relaxed but Zavrynn was not doing this. What's the matter? Zavrynn lowered his head nearer to her, looking towards the forest. Uninvited Guests. Stay calm and alert, they do not smell like the one's who attacked us but that doesn't mean they aren't a threat.Aphenria let her light fade out just as the Rider and Beast entered the clearing. His voice sounded vaguely familiar. The memory teased her with it's presence but when she tried to pinpoint it, it would fly beyond her reach. Zavrynn sat silently, the only movement he made was a twitch of his right ear. He didn't like the man's tone. Aphenria rested her hand against the now mended leg, as a sign of showing restraint and of letting him know his wound was ready should he need to take flight. She stood, and Zavrynn moved his wing away from her, before standing behind her. Her green eyes went straight to their "guest" and when she saw the face, her green eyes widened with recognition. Of course she had recognized the voice! It was the voice that she had heard growing up, until the day he had been banished from his home. She had healed this man's everyday scrapes and bruises, though she doubted he would recall something so insignificant. "Oh! Uh..." She was at a lose of how to address him. On one had he was a prince, her prince, but on the other he was her enemy. Zavrynn ruffled his wings as if telling her to build up her courage. She took his presence in as her strength and looking into his red eyes finally got out a greeting. "It is nice to see you again, Your Majesty. Though I'm not sure if I am welcome to call you such anymore." She said this with a small smile on her face. Her posture was easy going and her hands were in front of her, politely. Her mind was on if he had something to do with the attack but Zavrynn pushed that he smelled nothing at all like the attackers, meaning that they weren't associated. With this news she could at least talk with him a bit and hopefully get out of this without a scratch to mend up. Worst case scenario he would kill her for being who she was and best case was they became friends and the war ended because of the power of friendship. Zavrynn huffed out what could have been a laugh at her thoughts. When the wars over by the power of friendship will I get to swim in the sea like a fish? Apparently even Zavrynn knew how futile a thought that was! Word Count: ...
Muse: Goooooood!
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Post by Andee on Apr 20, 2012 12:13:21 GMT -5
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The girl and Beast seemed to stiffen as he talked to them. Which definitely was called for with the tone his voice held. But as she turned around memories flooded his mind, unbidden and unwelcome. He remembered this girl quite well, Aphenria, his healer who had once been a good friend of his. But those days were long passed. It no longer mattered, she was no longer his friend or healer. She was an enemy. Yet his heart yearned to go to her and hug her. He swallowed thickly forcing the memories away angry with the weakness he showed.
"Hello Aphenria, you may call me whatever you wish. How have you been?" he asked almost without realizing it. Pain squeezed his heart. She was an image of what he used to have. Friends, family, but that was all weakness. He was stronger now. Power was all he needed, then why did he feel this horrible ache in his stomach? Like there was something missing? He just wanted to curl up in a ball and try to disappear. This was not kingly behavior however, so he let out a deep exhale and his eyes hardened slightly. He pushed away all the pain he felt inside forcing it inside a small box.
She had grown since he had last seen her. He wasn't quite sure what it was perhaps taller, but she also seemed a bit more mature. Before she had always seemed like a immature child. But now she seemed to understand at least some of the danger she was in and was handling the situation with care. But was she really in any danger? Did he have the ability to kill her? Anger and killing was his game, but with this girl he just felt confusion and a longing to go back.
His hand came up to brush against his scarred ear. Then it rest against Wulf's side, seeking comfort from his Beast as he felt a loss at what to do. His Beast let out a comforting growl and leaned into the touch. Though his amethyst eyes never left the winged deer across from him.
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✗ LYRICS: kick in the teeth{ papa roach }
✗ COMMENTS: Just woke up so brain is not all there XD
✗ SONG: Until the day I die- Story of the Year
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Post by Aphenria Melodias on Apr 20, 2012 12:34:18 GMT -5
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Follow the Light;
Accept the Shadows
She saw the flash of recognition in his eyes, but she didn't hold onto that hope. Just because he remembered her didn't make this situation any more safe. Or at least, she would have to assume that. If it turned out not to be, then she would have worried for nothing but that was better than the alternative. "Hello Aphenria, you may call me whatever you wish. How have you been?" She couldn't help but feel a bit at ease that he used her name. It confirmed that he did remember her. Just because he recalls you doesn't mean you should let your guard down. Zavrynn sent this message with caution and suspicion evident. He moved so that he was pressed close to her, locking eyes with the purple eyed hell hound. His stare was simply engaging, no threat was in it. He understood that he wasn't gonna fight this Beast or it's Rider, they were to close to Aphenria. In terms of fight or flight, this was a flight. With Zavrynn being so cautious she felt she could be a bit open. "As could as could be expected, Your Majesty." Her green eyes closed as she continued to smile gently. When she looked at him she couldn't help but feel like he wasn't her enemy. She really wished that were the case. When her eyes opened again, she caught a color off of him. White, and a little of something else. He was as shocked and confused to see her as she was of him. This caused her smile to fade slightly. Was her being here hurting him? The healer in her wanted to leave if that were the case. Zavrynn moved slightly as if he agreed with that sentiment. He didn't like situations where he couldn't openly fight. Aphenria rested her hand on Zavrynn as if to tell him to calm down. He responded with a huff but he didn't take his eyes of the other beast. His wings rested at his sides and not even a tail feather moved. Aphenria realized how tense the atmosphere was but she was at a lose of how to ease it. Without really thinking she decided to ask something that she usually wouldn't have let out. "So what brings you here?" She knew asking that was a mistake. It wasn't any of her business and if it was, it wasn't like he would tell her! Zavrynn told her just that, and he probably would have smacked her with his wing if it were a normal situation but he was too busy keeping his eyes on the hell hound just in case there was an attack. Word Count: ...
Muse: Goooooood!
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Post by Cyrus Moore on Apr 24, 2012 18:00:05 GMT -5
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HE couldn't imagine the wisp of an elf before him in a fight. How would she handle herself, and what weapon would she use? The girl this elf used to be, used to try to stop fights between him and his brother. Even if it was just play fighting, just the wrestling young boys always did. I don't really remember her very well, Wulf said. Cyrus nodded, it made sense, he got Wulf for just a year before he left the caslte. It had been quite a few years since then and a lot had happened. He wouldn't remember Aphenria very well, considering he hadn't seen her in the past few years, it wasn't shocking Wulf didn't remember her.
He shrugged one shoulder at her question, "I am here searching for a bandit. Though it sounds like you found him or her first. They had been attacking my town. I don't like it when my city is in danger." His eyes hardened at the last sentence, a dangerous cold tone creeping into his voice. His fist clenched as if grabbing some invisible enemies throat. But he soon was brought back to the present and smirked at her, his trademark facial expression. "What are you doing out here besides getting attacked? Did you mean to find the bandits?" he asked, as nosey as ever. "It sounded like they surprised you."
His eyes flicked over her form as if looking for some wound. Also his amber gaze took in the curves of her body. Enjoying the simple and innocent beauty she possessed.[/style]
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Post by Aphenria Melodias on Apr 26, 2012 21:01:33 GMT -5
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Follow the Light;
Accept the Shadows
He had changed a lot since she had last seen him up this close. Her green eyes looked quizzically at him. He seemed to be in good health, which was nice. No matter what, she could never truly see the man before her as her enemy. It was like seeing your Beast as someone you could turn your back on, just not possible or at least not to Aphenria. Her ponytail blew slightly in the wind, which also caused her see-through skirt around her shorts to follow. Zavrynn relaxed a bit as he felt his Rider grow calm and as she was soothed by memories of the past. She remembered having to heal a broken arm of his when they were younger. He had been rough housing and even though she had followed after them telling them it wasn't a good idea to do that, they went ahead anyway. She had panicked like she would have if it had been her own younger brother who had fallen from that tree. She rushed over and worked immediately on numbing the pain and causing the bone to put itself back together. Her gift of healing was something she would never replace, despite it taking her from her family. Her brother would be a teen now, probably learning how to carry himself as a member of their family. She wondered if he would have the same determined look that she could sense in Cyrus. It was a side-effect of war, battle, and training. A sense of battle that never really abated. She hoped that someday Cyrus would find the person who could keep him from being completely engulfed in the drug they called battle. She didn't want him to be their enemy forever. She wished for an end to the conflict, a world where she didn't need to use her gift on young elves who have fallen under another sword or fang. War was tiring her out. Zavrynn leaned one of his soft wings to her back. It's a burden you don't have to bare alone, young fawn. As your Beast you can lean on me for support. I'll protect you. She took comfort in those words, letting them wash away the sad thoughts that had invaded her thoughts and heart. "I am here searching for a bandit. Though it sounds like you found him or her first. They had been attacking my town. I don't like it when my city is in danger." That statement brought her head up. So he had known there was more than one. If only she had known that sooner, she could have saved those men. She tightened her fist as this knowledge sunk in. She couldn't do anything for them. She missed Cyrus' smirk because she was so lost in her own regrets. Zavrynn put his snout on her shoulder to comfort her. She nodded solemnly at Cyrus' question about the bandits. "Some light elves reported a bandit stealing and killing so a small patrol was brought out. I was brought along because they had heard that several wounded were seen taken by them... We weren't expecting so many." She let that statement hang in the air. They weren't from Cyrus, so she felt no need to hide it. He seemed to be gearing up to take them out as much as she wanted them to be gone. Word Count: ...
Muse: Goooooood!
Tagged: CYRUS~!
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Post by Cyrus Moore on May 4, 2012 19:31:57 GMT -5
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[STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] IN CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] Aphenria's face took on a ragged appearance. She seemed exhausted to Cyrus's eyes. Had the fight really tired her out that much, or was she tired for a different reason? He could tell some comfort was being shared between Beast and Rider as the soft feathers of her Beast's wings came up to brush against her shoulder. She looked like she was going to fall asleep standing up. Cyrus felt some pity for her, felt like he should leave her so she could get some sleep. Yet he couldn't, she was a connection to his old life. It was hard to leave something that was so close to him that he felt no animosity toward, that reminded him of his old home.
He fell silent for a few moments after her comment. They had been unprepared, and now most of them were probably dead. Cyrus had been out alone, he wondered what would have happened to him if he had run into the bandits himself. He hadn't really though it out, he had just gone out half-cocked because he had been so frustrated and angry about his kingdom being screwed over. He wondered if he'd had been killed or at least kidnapped.
He watched her with a piercing gaze, "What exactly do you plan to do now? You are alone in a far from safe place, and you aren't exactly the best fighter." His head tilted slightly, like a dog that heard an interesting sound. Saying that though, he realized how easily he could kill her, kill someone so close his brother. The dark thoughts invaded his mind unbidden, as if some other person was forcing him to think it. Forcing himself to close his eyes and hold them shut, he squeezed the bridge of his nose and sighed. He didn't need to Aphenria, he didn't want to. But why did he think about it then?
He opened his eyes, and dropped his hand. He suddenly felt as tired as Aphenria looked. What had he become? Something stronger, something freer, but at the same time... something dangerous and unpredictable. [/style]
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✗ LYRICS: kick in the teeth{ papa roach }
✗ COMMENTS: Sorry its so suckish
✗ SONG: Tattoos on this Town- Jason Aldean
✗ MUSE: Pretty Good ^^[/style]
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Post by Aphenria Melodias on May 14, 2012 21:54:59 GMT -5
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Follow the Light;
Accept the Shadows
"What exactly do you plan to do now? You are alone in a far from safe place, and you aren't exactly the best fighter." That seems to be the big question. Going back to check for survivors would probably only succeed in getting her killed. I won’t allow you to go back either. Zavrynn’s strict voice chimed in her head. She gave a meek smile in response to both her beast and Cyrus. “I don’t really know. I guess I’ll just return back to the palace. His majesty should know about this.” Her voice was small, her grief at failing to save even one of the men weighing on her. She felt so empty. Zavrynn could sense it through more than the bond between them, but his eyes were focused on Cyrus. He let out a low growl sound as he saw Cyrus appear to be fighting something within himself. Aphenria looked up at him, ‘What is it Zavrynn?’ He ruffles his wings, standing at full height, getting ready to protect Aphenria but he didn’t answer her. The beast understood Aphenria more than anyone. If she thought there was something wrong with Cyrus she would try her best to help him, even if it put her life in danger. That had been her main purpose when she was younger. When Cyrus seemed to have exhaustion visible in his features, Zavrynn relaxed, though he kept his eyes trained on the other rider. Aphenria, only seeing his exhaustion, moved from her beast’s side. Zavrynn stepped towards her, not liking her going so close to the enemy but Aphenria waved him off. She went towards him and stopped a foot in front of him. She put her hands behind her back and managed a smile. “Would you like me to bring a message to your brother?” She understood that their relationship wasn’t at its best but she figured she should ask. Zavrynn’s concerned voice chimed through her head, not liking her away from his side, he even took several steps toward them, ready to attack if Cyrus or his beast tried anything. Aphenria didn’t think Cyrus would do anything bad to her. She trusted him enough to that. Word Count: 365
Muse: Goooooood!
Tagged: CYRUS~!
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