Title: D E A T H L Y Memories
Description: Njord is come.
Description: Njord is come.
Horsegirl - March 21, 2008 06:19 PM (GMT)
I have done a horrible wrong.
I could not help it.
It is my nature to do what I did.
My namesake was not one to do my sin.
I fought like Tyr on that fateful day.
Daggers flashed in the unusual sunlight.
Sparkling ivories found their marks again and again.
When I was finished, the group lay dead at my feet.
My blood lust was still upon me, hide still sparking.
I dove for my friend, the one that had followed me for forever.
He had stuck by my side, even when I did what he thought was wrong.
We were like brothers.
But then I turned on him, diving for his jugular, death in my mind.
Only one of his pillars, flaying out from the rest of him, stopped my assault, lifted the red mist that veiled my sight.
I glanced to my friend, orbs pleading with him to understand.
But he turned away.
And so did I, turning and running, far, far from the horrible massacre I had started.
We had been like brothers.
We were brothers.
The memory licked at the corners of the brute's mind as he stepped through the sprawling canyons. Storm-gray orbs blinked and closed against the sunlight that began to crawl over the rim of the rock. Cranium rocked, making the obsidian forelock drape over the eye closest to the growing light. The rays slowly grew, touching the hessian's hide, swirling over him, until the darkness that had held him in its clutches for so long was gone, replaced by the yellowed glow. His true color was revealed: a dark mahogany-mudded hue, accented by three snowy-white socks and a broad strip that blazed down his skull. A snort echoed through the caverns as the pillars were lifted into a trot, the great bulk shifting as it moved. Daggers clapped against the hard earth as he made his way further down the canyon.
As he continued on, the memory stretched, lapping at his mind, like vines on a fence, until it had consumed him. His eyes went blank and bod moved like a robot, without thought, as his brain power went to that memory, that last memory of his brother, standing on the edge of the battlefield, strewn with the dead and dying of his former herd. Friends, enemies, perhaps even family, all lay there, soon to be carcasses for the scavengers of his land. Then, when the blood lust was still upon him, he had gone for his blood kin, only to be stopped by an astonished look and a single piston flung out. Then, when asked for forgiveness without words, he was denied it in the shock. Then he'd run away, far from the carnage, to where he could forget. Only now it was back, haunting him forever.
His mind was pulled back to the present with a sound that echoed down the passageways. "Hello?" came the reply, deep-voiced, yet like a gentleman's who is asking of whom is at the door. Thorns flicked forward to listen, as he heard the softer echoing clicks of hoof on stone. Flint was cocked as he waited for the owner of the noise to come to him, and find out exactly who he was.
sassaboo - March 21, 2008 07:05 PM (GMT)
I wasn't exactly thrilled at the time I could hear the hooves a stranger waltzing into my lands. I had just dealt with a wild cat, a mountain lion, I believe they are called. I had evidence of the feline laced upon my spotted flank, scabs and sores of the previous fight till the death. I'll give you a wild guess on which of the two won... All of my muscles ached, but I had yet to complain about them. I refused to show any sign of my pain, aside from the occasionally limp I still had from where the cat had scratched at my ebony pillars.
Thorns twisted to and fro to catch the sound of the newcomer, judging by the sound that it must have been quite a heavy equine at that. Continuing on my way, I wandered through my canyon maze until the scent of the tresspasser filled my nares, sending my ears flying back. Stallion. I narrowed my gaze as the large brute was ahead of me and caught hold of his greeting. With my mood already disagreeable from the fight, I wasn't exactly too pleased to see a strange stallion coming into my lands.
Calling out my own greeting, I stopped my tracks a few yards away from him. Standing at 17 hands myself, I took note that the stallion was a bit taller than me, and quite a bit more thickly built. He was just as equally scarred as myself, though his were fading from time passing. My scars were still forming as my wounds healed. Keeping my crown high, I eyed him and stood my ground. I wanted to know exactly who this brute thought he was to come into my lands like so, and what he wanted from my lands as it was. Since I was a foal I had been brought up to be distrusting of stallions entering my lands until they proved themselves to be of no threat.
Trying to be as polite as possible while still remaining dominant, I questioned and greeted him. "Welcome to The Ancient Canyons. It seems you've come into my lands quite sure of yourself. Please state your name and your business here."
Horsegirl - March 21, 2008 07:27 PM (GMT)
Gray hues regarded the apparent leader as he spoke. The bit of arrogance within him shrieked to attack, but he managed to smother the need with his gentlemanly persona. Banner lashed as he thought, then replied, crane cresting so that his neck was arched in a bow-like maneuver. "I am Njord, former loner, owner of and owned by none. I have very simply come for a home, my lord, if you would be so kind as to give me one. I do not wish to challenge, nor kill, only to seek refuge." His mind wandered for a moment, that voice once again screaming to kill, but he silenced it at once. Given time, he might let it wreak havoc on the land.
sassaboo - March 21, 2008 07:55 PM (GMT)
There was something about the giant brute that I didn't trust, but I couldn't put my hoof on it. I thought over his request, I suppose I could give him a home for the time being, so long as he didn't cause a problem."Welcome Njord. My name is Zarek, you are welcome to stay so long as you keep your word that will not be a problem."
(( Muse for him in this board is dying =/ ))
Horsegirl - March 22, 2008 11:44 PM (GMT)
{~ Can you just put in that he left? Then we could just have them head to the main herd. ~}
sassaboo - March 23, 2008 03:14 AM (GMT)
(( xD You can just bring him to the herd anyways....))