(ehem, hmmmmmmmm.... wellllllll wellll wellllll... *sniffles* I am just soooooooooooooooo HAPPY!!! This RP has been rocketing so much thanks to you GUYSSSSSSSSSSSS AM I RIGHT!!????? Ya'll just AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG AND AWESOME AND I LUV YALLLLLLLL SOOOO MUCHHHHHHHHHHH *inhales* Anyway, on to the last comment...)
Rayla: She nodded, her pride had been hurt when she had fallen in front of her crush
Ok so Callum, Fawn and Kilroy are talking with Fawn's CUTEEEEE blind friend named Sunpond. There's a celleebrationeee at the main camp and most of the centaurs there are- well- dancing- dah ships are getting closerrrrrrrrrrrrr YEEEEEEEET
RECOMMENT FOR NIGHTMISTTTT)
She giggled. "I know right? Do you think this might have an owl or two?" She asked excitedly.
"Uhhh... well, she can't... because... she's too hurt," he replied. "You need to come to her." Teirron hoped that the old mare would believe him and follow him back to the pegasus mare he still didn't know the name of. (SOBZ NIGHTMISTTT)
(DONT COMMENT I'M MAKING A NEW PARTT)
She tried to make sense of what he was saying. What does 'care for you' mean? she wondered. "O-ok?" (Bye)
"I mean, I care for you, Raven. I want to help," he said. (I gtg!)
She looked away. "I-I remember, but I also don't really know what that means."
(Make your comment and then I'll make a new part)
She looked up at him, "Really?"
"Sorry to bother you with my issues." she said quietly, staring at the floor as if it was the most intresting thing in the world
He hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek, all his words gone out of him except for the ability to express himself through touch.
He looked down as he held her hand in his, studying it. He didn't know what to say, having not experienced this before.
She smiled sheepishly and wrapped her wings around him in return. “I feel the same-you know I do.“ Her voice lowered to a whisper so only Callum could hear her. They already confessed their relationship with the herd, so she wasn’t worried about anyone hearing them. But, she wanted to share a personal moment with just him-like how they used to do in the privacy of the cave.
“I choose you, Callum. Over and over. I’d leave my herd, if you asked. I’d jump in front of Opalla’s sword. I’d sell part of mysef...and I’d do it for you.” (IM LITERALLY DYING)
“I find a lot of meaning in his stories. Other than the centaur and landwalker legends, the ones about Star and his friends are my favorite. He was so inspiring and compassionate. I admire him-not just for being the Healer, but simply by thinking of himself less, and others more. If we had more Pegasi like him, then perhaps peace with the centaurs would be a much easier feat.“
(Did Zayne and Raven want a slow dance moment? Or are they getting food?)
She shrugged. "I'm used to it, it's nothing new, I've dealt with these nightmares for 5 years."
He pricked his ears toward her. "I'm sorry," he said, looking down.
He looked at Reba, unsure of where to start.
"But in my experience you can never outrun your nightmares."
Reba: ”Ok.” she signed, awkwardly, feeling timid for no good reason. How strange, to go from the courageous high of performing, and then be nervous at a kind centaur’s attentions.
"Thanks. Unfortunatly I can't jsut forget the past. I see it all around me all the time."
He looked around. "Would you want to get something to eat?" He signed, turning back to Reba.
"Ah, of course," he said with a slow nod. "The past is the past, Raven. You'll have to let it go sometime." He took her hand in both of his in a reassuring way. "I'm here for you."
"Me as well, Fawn," he said, stepping closer. He pressed his forehead against hers, wrapping his arms around her as much as he could. "I love you to the farthest star and back..." (AIIIIII OUR SHIP IS JUST MURDERING ME)
Kilroy: He cringed. “I’ll keep it in mind.
“Fawnroot told us about Star and how he saved the herds. What meaning do you find in his story?”
He smiled and nodded. “Sure. I think I see a deer meat and pork booth. Or a stew and salad booth. I just need food-I don’t care what kind.” He playfully flicked his tail over her flank. “I’ll pay.”
Her eyes brightened. “Thank you for telling me, Kilroy. Oh, but I’d love to hear about the knights and young heroes on daring adventures! Any and all legends are my favorite.” She giggled and spun in another big circle, before returning back to Kilroy. “Maybe you should think about it more often-your a very good storyteller.” Sunpond grinned up to him.
Kilroy: “I don’t think anyone really believes that particular myth... they prefer the stories of generals and knights and young heroes on missions for their states. But, I think there is a significance in the Deity story because it illuminates the chance destiny we have... all it took was a drop of sweat to create an entire culture of people, and someday maybe we will return to it...” He stopped, and began wringing his hands. “I don’t think about this sort of thing much.“ he confided.
She blushed. "Hmm, well, we could check out a few booths and see what we find?" She smiled.
She listened with wide, curious eyes as Kilroy spoke of this Deity and how he was the basis to centaur life and their lifestyle. When he finished, she smiled, “Woah...that‘s so interesting. I never thought of centaurs that way before-laboring to survive.”
She blinked up at Kilroy and cocked her head thoughtfully. “Do you believe in Deity? Do you believe the legend really happened or is it more of a myth that you feel a connection to because it’s meaningful to you?” It wasn’t a super important question, but to Sunpond, legends are events or memories that are passed down from generations. She wasn’t sure if that was naive or just plain stupid, but she wanted to know what Kilroy thought.