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Subject: She trots in, looking for Dancey or Malussinn or both.


Author:
Sophonia
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Date Posted: 12:20:03 01/19/03 Sun
 The moon-streaked mare walks in, craning her head around to look for the other two she brought with her. Her seagreen eyes filled with apprehension, she calls out to the two royalty she was looking for. "Dancey? Malussinn?"
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[> Subject: He follows her.


Author:
Daigal
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Date Posted: 13:00:45 01/19/03 Sun
Nervously he looks for either his mother or his grandfather, just as his mate does. What would they think? His gaze just then is caught by the filly that trots placidly at Sophie's side, her eyes wide as she absorbs the new surroundings. Nevermind their feelings, he decides, it would be nice, though, if they approve....

"We should find them soon," he informs Sophie quietly.

[> Subject: |{ no shining Star ever held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 13:18:25 01/19/03 Sun
The multi-colored hide of the filly flinches under the slight weight of a bothersome fly, and she moves immediately to stand even closer to the supporting figure of her mother. What are they doing here? The filly's gaze travels to that of her mother's, probing as she flicks her thin tail in agreement with her questioning eyes. What is the point of leaving their home to come here? She stamps a tiny hoof in protest of this unnecessary movement, and releases a whicker. She wants ATTENTION from her mother... NOW.
[> Subject: Hello there...


Author:
Dances with Darkness
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Date Posted: 16:50:50 01/20/03 Mon
It takes a moment for the mare to notice her son and his... family?... for so long ago had he left her - a year, perhaps - that she had almost completely forgotten his face, his features.

"Dark Death," she whispers softly, her gentle voice carrying to the family of three by the helpful breeze. "Is it... really you? ...And Sophie?" A slow smile appears in her dark eyes as she approaches quickly, her gait smooth and yet proficiently taking her slender self to them speedily.
[> Subject: Yep.


Author:
Sophonia
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Date Posted: 18:32:24 01/20/03 Mon
"Dancey," She murmurs, nuzzling the mare briefly, then nudging her own daughter. "Dancey, meet Leila, our daughter."
[> Subject: Beautiful...


Author:
Dances with Darkness
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Date Posted: 14:51:31 01/21/03 Tue
Dancey smiles, her maternal instincts naturally taking over as she returns the nuzzle lovingly. It is when her gaze falls upon the foal that she appears to quirk slightly, her head rising and lowering uncertainly before gently coming to rest at the filly's level; her muzzle touching the filly's lightly in introduction. Her reactions? -first it is anger. How could they do this to her? Why did they not tell her they were mates before they had a child? The next reaction is directed against herself; she had left them, what did she expect? The last is love. She is a grandmother... a grandmother! Besides, she and Chant were together even younger- basically since they first met!

"She's beautiful, Sophie," she congratulates the mother first as the natural doer. "What a lovely name! Congratulations to both of you." Her eyes never leave the small face of the filly as she raises her head, a tender light taking residence in her lonely gaze.
[> Subject: Relief


Author:
Daigal
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Date Posted: 14:57:02 01/21/03 Tue
Dark Death? Jeez- he needs to update his mother a whole lot! Nevertheless, he saves that for later as first relief and then pride possesses his expression. "Hello, mom." He said, trailing off as the older mare inspects the new addition to the family. Suddenly no words can express his happiness, and he merely turns his muzzle to nuzzle Sophie with such love not even the purest chocolate [Sorry, I couldn't help it; I'm a chocolate fiend. ;}] could emulate in sweetness.
[> Subject: |{ no shining Star ever held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 15:04:16 01/21/03 Tue
Curiously the small she watches the elder come towards them and halt. Somehow she does not find this new mare as fearful as she had first found her own father, and so is almost eager for the exchange of scents and even nickers happily when the older muzzle comes against her silky one. Releasing another nicker, she glances again at her mother. She likes this mare's scent! It's most definitely as nice as her mother's... she sneaks a glance at the stallion. Her father's is almost as nice, she decides, as the mares', but not nearly as gentle and warm.
[> Subject: [Chocolate, hmm?]


Author:
Sophonia
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Date Posted: 10:11:32 01/22/03 Wed
She smiles happily that all is well between the two new parents and Dancey. She had been a little concerned that the older mare might've been angry. "Leila, this is your grandma, Dancey," She says slowly, though she was almost positive the filly didn't really understand words yet. Something about what Dancey had said struck her as odd... Dark Death, she hadn't called Daigal Dark Death since they were foals, and even longer had she heard anyone else call him Dark Death. "Hey, that mean's Malussinn is a great-grandfather!" She says with a giggle, sidestepping to her mate once more, gently touching his neck with her velveteen muzzle.
[> Subject: [Yep... CHOCOLATE.]


Author:
Dances with Darkness
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Date Posted: 19:41:44 01/23/03 Thu
The mare utters a surprised chuckle. "Why yes... he is indeed, that devil! He will be proud when he knows, I can promise you that." I don't know my father well- but I do know that he adores foals, she muses silently as she watches the filly ponderingly, delighting in the amusing glances and external nature of the filly. The internal nature, she decides, has yet to be discovered.
[> Subject: Utter rejection


Author:
Apathan
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Date Posted: 17:38:47 01/25/03 Sat
The aging Healer watches from a distance, clearly not the one his granddaughter sought. How long had it been since he had even seen Sophonia? Why, she must have been a foal herself. And... he squints at the young stallion beside her. Is that... Dancey's son? He blinks in bewilderment, as he is suddenly aware of a smaller shape by his granddaughter's side. You have got to be joking. No. She's... a mother? The bay closes his eyes and turns away, returning to his meaningless meditations, feeling more alone than he has ever felt... than most have ever felt. Where have I been? My granddaughter has grown up... my mate has disappeared... my eldest son is off somewhere living his life... and my youngest son. He stops there a moment, gazing up at the cold and unforgiving stars. The heavens only know where Tirsin is.

Where is his soul? The bay is burnt out. His heart left long ago, following his missing mate, and the so-called family that have for years not needed him. And thus it seems his life is drawing to a close. An ending... a happy ending? Well, he has had what many would envy: three wonderful children, a granddaughter, an adoring mate and now... a great-granddaughter. But all is empty when none care any more. He has all but died already, for as much as any would notice. And these morbid contemplations are not a matter of self-pity but far worse, uncompromising fact. Not a single soul in the world would so much as notice if the longstanding bay died. Why, his territory now belonged to one far more worthy, his mate and youngest son are gone, and he has not spoken to either of his other children... in years. His name is on the list of no land, and he speaks to no one.

He is no one. That is who Apathan has become. Apathan, the Evil Lead Stallion before the position even existed. The ambitious, infamous, strong-willed, bull-headed, permanently butting in where he was not wanted, the stallion who had seen and done and lived so much... and now is no one. How sad, how ignominious. If the bay Arabian had died gloriously in battle in his ferocious youth, he would have been remembered. If his life had ended beside those he loved, he would have been known... or at least someone would have cared. But as it is, his life seems just to be draining away, like water out of a leaky bucket. His soul is getting thinner, his life drawing finally to a sad, pointless close.
[> Subject: -: angels in everyone


Author:
aerial
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Date Posted: 18:12:22 01/25/03 Sat
the ebony princess had been meandering aimlessly about the domicile of evil valley, searching for something, anything, that could pose some vague form of amusement to her. as her gaze fell upon the figure of the healer, a smile crossed her features. she owed him a rather belated thank you, for healing her leg, which she'd injured during combat with the infamous frozen dreams. she moved closer, but hesitated, as the other equine creatures came in to view. dare she interrupt? tentatively she moved closer still, until her svelte form drew even with his. oh, he looked so depressed. her plush nigrescent mug touched his shoulder lightly, and she spoke words meant for his ears alone.

"don't look so sad..."

for some reason, the words caused an eerie effect on the younger female, and aerial suddenly felt herself being drawn towards the older, wiser male. it was as if her soul beckoned for his. evident confusion traced her features, and she stepped away from him quickly, unable to understand why her emotions had picked now to run rampant.



[> Subject: [random reappearance of mirry]


Author:
Mirenita
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Date Posted: 18:46:42 01/25/03 Sat
The bright palomino mare walks over slowly, her heart thundering in her chest. Like her father, after her mate had gone, so had she. Now, she was barely a part of her own daughters life. And now she was a mother herself. She was proud and upset at her absence all at once. She was a grandmother, and she now felt older than she had ever felt before. She was a grandmother, and the thought kept reeling through her head like a broken record.
[> Subject: |{ no shining Star ever held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 22:08:52 01/25/03 Sat
Ah, admirers. Like a proud peacock the filly half-turns to glance demandingly towards the newest stallion and second-to-newest mare. Why do they stand there when they can stand here to praise her? Why are their attentions not on her? Quite a vain little creature she had quickly become; all this attention had agreed with her mightily, and she hungered for even more. Twitching her twice-colored tail, she releases a pitiful whicker. Or at least, a seemingly pitiful... in this way she is much like her unknown cousin once removed, Zamnor, as being manipulative comes naturally to her. But what of it? If acting sad and lonely and hopeless and adorable all at once brings her beloved fans to her then why not? She deserves it, doesn't she? After all... she went through the tiresome process of being born, didn't she?
[> Subject: Surprise


Author:
Apathan
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Date Posted: 04:16:16 01/26/03 Sun
His laxly-beating heart steps up the pace a few notches as he feels something soft brush his shoulder... the muzzle of this mare, someone unfamiliar. He turns his grim gaze to see who on earth might be offering him such precise comfort, and it takes him a moment to recognize her as the mare whose leg he had healed before. Blinking as she steps suddenly away, he turns to face Aerial. "I'm sorry for looking sad, m'lady," he responds, the slightest trace of his long-forgotten dry sense of humor stirring under the dust of neglect as his face breaks into a huge, ridiculous, artificial grin, "but this looks pretty silly, doesn't it?" You have to wonder why the older stallion has always persisted in making a fool of himself; perhaps it is a form of defense? The old 'laugh it off'. Or perhaps that's just the way he is. Either way, he knows for certain he would not have made it half this far without a sense of humor.

Though, where exactly is 'this far', and does he have any desire to be there?

His soul-deep gaze flicks to the other mare approaching him and his poor abused heart does another little leap. "Mirenita!" he can't help but cry out.
[> Subject: |{ a shining Star never held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 07:33:49 01/26/03 Sun
Mirenita? She doesn't think her name is Mirenita.... No, it isn't; it's that mare's. Grrrr. Why can't these adults understand that she's supposed to be the center of attention? Why can't they understand that she's the one they're supposed to be praising and awing about? Sighing impatiently, her glance turns abruptly to meet the one of her mother's. Why isn't she doing anything about it? Grrrr. Don't these adults know anything?

[Please excuse Leila's thoughts... or well, emotions as she doesn't really form thoughts at this point of her life. She's not really conceited, she just... well... um... wants to get to know peeps.... Yeah, that's it.]
[> Subject: Penny Lane


Author:
Dances with Darkness
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Date Posted: 07:48:57 01/26/03 Sun
Oh my! The elegant dial of the mare is flung towards the sound of first hoof beats, then one strange voice, then a familiar one, and then... Mirenita?? Hardly as old as Apathan, she nevertheless feels somewhat of the same heart warming emotion as she sees her old friend, her fellow grandmother. The glow of happiness that had taken residence in her dark eyes after meeting her granddaughter now leaps to a whole new level. So many had from Onyx Pass had returned to the living! So many had returned to see families, friends... does Apathan know that Kamani's back also?

Understand that Dancey is not only nosy while speaking but also most nosy while thinking. For a moment she is dragged back to the reunion of Dare Devil with his friends and family, remembering how Kamani had looked... She wonders if he is yet at the process of healing the wound that had shone upon his features. She hopes so, she really hopes that he hurries up in doing so that he can come see his father.

[Eh-hem... maybe he can bring his, eh, "petite amie" along?]

"Mirenita, Apathan..." She approaches them slowly, allowing them time to tell her to leave them alone for their own, private reunion. "Come, meet the new addition in this family. Come meet Sophonia's and Dark Death's child." Her gaze is tender as it lands upon the aged stallion and his daughter; as any gaze would be while approaching such a worn out duo.
[> Subject: Worn out


Author:
Apathan
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Date Posted: 08:45:57 01/26/03 Sun
A small shudder courses through his powerful form as his friend's daughter speaks. "I'm not sure I can face up to being a great-grandpa, Dancey," he says softly. "Being a grandfather was tough enough." But his expression softens as he sees the tiny filly hopping around trying to attract attention to herself and he gives Dances with Darkness a friendly nudge. "Well, well." His eyes sparkle with amusement. "It would appear my dear friend, your father, is a great-grandfather also." He nickers a warm bass laugh. "That makes it much easier to bear, I think. Speaking of whom, where is that old coot?" Dark eyes sparkle with a grin, as he slowly starts to pick up the remaining scraps of his tattered soul, repairing the leak out of which it had been slowly escaping. Somehow life was starting to look more worth living now, now that someone seemed to care. Life goes on. And indeed, the older Healer had always been a survivor; why should now be any different?
[> Subject: \/ .insidious. .shade. \/


Author:
Malussinn
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Date Posted: 09:08:39 01/26/03 Sun
"Old coot? That hardly seems fair; I thought you would do the aging and I would do the ruling." Laughing fondly, the black stallion halted at his old friend's side, transfering a warm nudge onto the closest bay shoulder. Ever the red-eyed freak, he bared his fangs in an equine grin. "So... why precisely is everyone here? Not that I mind you all crowding up the precious air..." He nuzzled his daughter just as warmly as he had nudged his friend. Obviously clueless, as he had just stated, to the purpose of the gathering, he overlooked the small family of three standing to one side.
[> Subject: Grin


Author:
Apathan
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Date Posted: 09:24:52 01/26/03 Sun
The dulling bay's eyes flash with a truly wicked grin. "So you haven't heard the wonderful new, Malussinn?" he says, nudging his amusingly-colored friend right back. "You're a great-grandpa! Who's aging now?" Of course he neglects to mention that by the same turn, he too has become an ancestor, for their collective pride and joy is related to both geezers.
[> Subject: \/ .insidious. .shade. \/


Author:
Malussinn
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Date Posted: 09:37:14 01/26/03 Sun
He blinked once, no twice. "What?! A great-grandfather?!" He turned accusingly upon his daughter who had, at the time of his first grandchild's birth, forgotten to tell him. "Why didn't you... you!" He sputtered angrily, his eyes flashing as he stamped a foot as only a stung great-grandfather, grandfather, and father can do.
[> Subject: Grim


Author:
Apathan
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Date Posted: 09:58:36 01/26/03 Sun
He nods grimly. "Well, Mally-boy, they forgot to tell me, too." His dark eyes brood somewhat. "See that little filly?" he gestures his head towards Leila. "Her mother is Sophonia, my granddaughter, and her dad is Dark Death... your grandson."
[> Subject: -: angels for everyone


Author:
aerial
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Date Posted: 11:25:56 01/26/03 Sun
aerial allowed a slight chuckle to be produced at the healer's oddly formed smile, but it faded quickly as the rose allowed her gaze to flicker between the gathered creature, and she suddenly felt so very, very out of place. she was not part of this family, she shouldn't be here during this time of happiness. her dial softly brushed apathan's shoulder, and a look of complete gratitude washed over her sublime features. she'd come to him with a reason, she best get it over with and leave him to his reunion.

"i just wanted to say thank you."

she splurted out the words, and turned quickly, feeling hopelessly awkward standing in the midst of the small celebration/reunion/whatever it was. besides, i have much to do, much to plan, many to talk to...

A E R I A L
the rose

[> Subject: |{ no shining Star ever held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 13:33:02 01/26/03 Sun
Now they turn to see her. Now they turn to watch and praise. She beams at them with delight, positively glowing as she bestows upon them her nickering approval. But wait... where is she going? Like a thunder cloud the annoyance envelopes her as she watches Aerial take off. Stamping a tiny hoof, she again looks to her mother to right this wrong. What in heaven's name can be more important than her, after all?
[> Subject: Pride and Uncertainty


Author:
Daigal
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Date Posted: 13:41:54 01/26/03 Sun
All the while the young stallion had remained to one side, his muzzle every once and a while dipping to touch the filly's neck reassuringly. To reassure her or himself, he can hardly guess as he lays eyes on his grandfather... the grandfather he had never met only heard of. He stays steadfast by the multi-colored peacock, his gaze taking on an indulgent smile as she expresses her impatience.

"Shh, my darling, they'll be here to praise your lovely heart out soon enough. Be patient."

He lowers his muzzle to whisper these words in her twitching ear, lipping her mane before raising his gaze again to where his grandfather and his old friend stand. Then his grandfather bursts out in an uproar, his red eyes dangerously angry and Daigal starts, skipping a few steps and almost tripping over the small one between Sophie and him. It's too much for him to bear when the older stallion turns on his slender mother, and he whips from his place to stand immediately between the mare and stallion.

"It's not her fault!" He explains quickly, his nervousness gone with the need to protect his maternal parent. "Sophie and I came here to find you and mother, we couldn't find you... we would have looked in a few minutes more!" Defiantly he flares his nostrils, attempting to stare down his king and grandfather but finding it amazingly difficult even with his anger.
[> Subject: I'ma lazy bum.


Author:
Sophonia AND Mirenita
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Date Posted: 16:35:15 01/26/03 Sun
She smiles, pleased, nuzzling her daughter soothingly. "Now now, Leila, don't worry. Everyone is here to see you. And only you," She cooes, then whinnies with a startled expression. "M-mom? Is it really you?"

Biting her lip, she approaches the new family steadily. "You are gorgeous Leila," She said, nudging her painted neck with the tenderness of a mother. "I am your grandmother, Mirenita."
[> Subject: |{ a shining Star never held more beauty than a single Life }|


Author:
Leila
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Date Posted: 20:47:29 01/26/03 Sun
[Whoa! I'm getting a bit overwhelmed by having to keep so many characters active in one thread... there's really only two characters here in the famil who aren't played by me, right? Jeez Louise... and to think that perhaps two more might be joining anytime soon.... I can't wait until Apathan and Malussinn are great-great-grandfathers! *Evil cackle*]

Under her mother's loving attentions, the filly once again is beaming happily upon one and all. This is where she is meant to be... right smack in the middle of everything. Her eyes close with contentment as she releases an unhorselike cooing. With her gaze still darkened by the lids that wall her off from light and sight, she turns her small head to nuzzle her grandmother in return. How lovely... suddenly she finds herself sinking into the grass that brushes teasingly at her sides, leaning against her mother's legs. How tired she is. The filly's head is the last to succumb to the forces of gravity and exhaustian combined, resting against the earth gratefully as her consciousness is lost to the settling darkness of sleep.
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