Queen of the 8th: Shomani
Queen of the 7th: (Which ever oc rainfire chooses)
Crown princess of the 8th clan: Riviare
Crown princess the 7th: N/A
Riders: Fost, Arki, Uniz, Lulua, Amaris, Sage, Pele, Sonne, Kettei, Firgo and Mordré
The Storm Herd left Rahkki and the 5th clan and went to the place Redfire found. Echofrost felt like a half without Rahkki but she knew this day had to come. It has been a year since the Storm Herd left the landwalkers and started a new life. One night Echofrost felt sad because she had a flash back of Rahkki and how he saved her and how she saved him. " Are you thinking about him again?" asked Hazelwind. " Yeah but were free now. Free together." She nuzzeled him and went to go talk with Dewberry and her foals. I want to make her happy but we cant go to the landwalkers. The next morning, Hazelwind went up to Echofrost and said "maybe we can pay your boy a visit. Soon because of the foal coming." " Yeah. What should the name be" " We cant discuss it right now but maybe after the baby is born." " Your right Hazelwind." Dewberry trotted up with Shysong and told Echofrost to join them. " Coming. Sorry Hazelwind. I have to go." Echofrost trotted to Dewberry and Shysong and they started talking about the upcoming foal. Dewberry went up and put her wing up to Echofrost stomach and felt where the foal is. " Its getting closer. It should be due by next month by the most." " This is exciting that you and Hazelwind are going to be parents." said Shysong. " Yeah but im nervous." " Why are you nervous Echofrost. You should be happy that you are starting your own family. You should be happier that you still have Hazelwind. Your stallion didn't die on you when you first got pregnant." " Your right. Thanks Dewberry." "Anytime Echofrost. Here eat these. IT should help with the pains." Dewberry handed Echofrost some roots to handle the pains she was getting. " Hazelwind said that i can visit Rahkki and Feylah soon. After the foal has come and grown to be a weanling." " Thats great! Maybe I can visit I'Lenna some day. I miss her a little bit." said Shysong. The mares trotted happily back to the Storm herd and Echofrost went to talk to Hazelwind. " Arn't they cute together?" asked Shysong looking at Echofrost and Hazelwind. " Yeah they are. Both strong so their foal could be a spy or a battle mare." said Dewberry. " How do you know its a mare?" asked Shysong. " Echofrost is in her last month with her and her belly isnt as large as a mare with a boy inside. Mares are facing the right side of the stomach and males are facing the left side. I didn't want to tell her about it yet because their still picking out names for her." " Thats sweet that is is going to be a girl. No one in the herd knows what names they are picking. I can't wait to see what names they have chosen." A few weeks later, Echofrost was three days from due date and she was having pains ever so often. The day the baby is due, The Stallions are with Hazelwind by the lake and telling him its going to be ok. With Echofrost and Dewberry, they successfully delivered the foal. " Hazelwind. You can come now." Said Dewberry. Hazelwind trotted to Dewberry and entered the woods where Echofrost layed.The foal was awake and Echofrost was cleaning it off. " Hazelwind. Come here and meet her." Hazelwind hope rose and he touched the fillies nose with his. She played with his mane and they were both filled with joy. A minute later, they left the woods with the baby and they made the announcement. " The foal is a girl and we are naming her........."
( YESSSSS )
U FORGOT MY BEAUGIFUL FERGI (jk he's called Firgo and his sister Mordré)
working on it echo i had to publish it so i could save it and get to the library
Sage loved the feel of the wind in her hair as she fle Arashi bareback through the sky, she looked down at the foliage below, she was heading back toward the stables. As she landed she hoped off "Arashi, you can fly free for a while," Sage whispered, Arashi nuzzled her and flew off,
Amaris Windshifter:
The young girl sat in the fields on a rock, her legs swinging for she was to short to touch the ground, and her hands splayed out behind her, flat on her back. She was staring up at the sun. Mother had told her it was terribly bad for her, but she didn’t really care. It fascinated her too much to not look at it.
Not to mention she kept wishing a Khilari would fly across it, descend before her, and let her mount it. It was a pathetic dream, but she was ignorant enough not to care.
Amaris sat up, and tucked her hands in front of her on her lap, back straight. Her mouth was open and her eyes squinted while she looked at the large form of her fifteen year old brother, Lars. Her hair bounced around her, short and curly, as she called out, “Lars, why won’t you play with me?”
“Hmm?” Her brother murmured half-mindedly as he clucked to the workhouse pulling the plow along the field. The horse was a common bay, named Puzzle, but she still loved him as he pinned his ears back and swished his tail.
“Won’t you come and play with me?” She asked again, louder. This time, Lars stopped what he was doing and gave Puzzle a break. He walked over in three long strides to sit next to her on the rock. She had to move over as her brother‘s muscular form took up most of the space on the rock, but she didn’t mind. He looked at the rock as he rubbed his hand over it.
“I’ll have to move this tomorrow after I finish mucking out the stalls and feeding the chicke-“
“Lars! Stop fussing over all the work you have to do and listen to me for once!” She hissed. She was always so annoyed when her brother did that- focus on work instead of his own blood. He reluctantly turned his head to look at her.
“I’m listening.”
She took a deep breath and spluttered out in a hurry, “Lars I want to go to the jungle tomorrow, and I demand you take me. I swear I’m old enough! I’m ready to brave the dangers of the jun-“
“No,” her brother said softly, yet managed to crush every piece of her heart.
“But-“ She stammered
“No is no, and that’s final. Now go inside and play with your paper horses, or do something that doesn’t involve asking me silly questions,” he said. It wasn’t harshly, just devoid of joy. An order.
With that, he stood up and walked back over to Puzzle, clucking to get the grazing horse going. Amaris huffed, her stubborn mind holding a grudge against her brother as she trudged inside.
(That was fast I just arrived at a ranch so bye!)
( Hope you have fun with the ranch! )
Firgo:
The young lad sighed as he closed the barn's door. He replayed the last sentence of their conversation in his head:
"I might be your little sister, but it seems I've got so much more SENSE than you!"
Stupid Mordré. Little sisters. Who needs them?
Firgo glanced up, trying to find his mount. As always, Alkomaru was facing Frei in the stall next to him, nickering to her and pawing the ground.
"Come on, boy," Firgo grabbed the tack off the wall next to the door and made his way over to his mount, who looked as though he hadn't so much as acknowledged the presence of the Landwalker.
"Alkomaru."
The mount stubbornly refused to turn, nickering and whining (unbeknownst to Firgo, he was laughing and having a great conversation) to the other bad mount, Frei. All around the Clan, Frei and Alkomaru had a reputation for getting in trouble for their equal dislike of captivity. The only difference was Arki, Frei's mount, loved her, whereas Firgo himself couldn't stand Alkomaru. And it appeared the feeling was entirely mutual on Alkomaru's side.
"Alkomaru!" Firgo growled.
Alkomaru's only response was a snort in Firgo's direction.
"Stupid kihlari! We need to go!" Firgo growled, unlatching the stall door.
Alkomaru whinnied and pawed the ground in warning, whirling to face his captor.
"Get away from me! Or I'm going to do something rash!" Alkomaru brayed, but of course Firgo couldn't understand him.
Firgo entered the stall and turned around to make sure the stall door was securely locked.
"Alright you dumb beast, we're going to fly and you're going to li -"
Hooves slammed against Firgo's shoulder blades, sending the boy straight to the hard stone ground. Pain exploded from his back, and all around him kihlari were whinnying in alarm.
Firgo shoved himself up and hauled the stall door open, running out and smashing it shut so hard the lock jingled.
"Stupid beast!" He cried as he twisted his arm to hold his left shoulderblade. Pain bloomed out of both of them, making his arms shake and threatening his right to fall from where he clutched his left shoulder.
Alkomaru snorted, as if to say "I warned you."
The tack lay discarded in the stall, forgotten as Firgo sprinted out of the stables as fast as he could go.
Frei:
She stomped the dry hay in her stall and lightly bucked at the stable door. She sipped at her stale water which was supposed to be changed 30 minutes ago, neighing in annoyance.
"Arki is supposed to take me out. Where is that stupid land-walker." She scolded.
"Calm down. She's probably on her way right now with a bail of fresh water and hay. Why do you hate her so much. Your lucky your stubborn. Arki had limited your tack to a simple neck rope and saddle only when needed. The rest of us have to where saddles and bits. Of course we don't mind because we don't go smashing our hooves through our stalls like SOMEONE has TWICE this year." Calor replied happily from the stall next to her.
"I don't want fresh water" She sorta lied "I Wanna get out of this stupid box" She said kicking at it. A loud crash filled the stables as she smashed her leg through the stall door.
"There you go again. That's the 3rd time this year!! And I thought they made them stronger for you." He chuckled putting his head out the stall window to inspect the damage.
She snorted annoyed. How could he be happy. Corralled in this small box for the whole day? She glared at him and pulled her leg out of the door. At least she tried to. Her leg....... was stuck.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!! ARKI!!!!!!! GET OVER HERE AND HELP MEEEE!!!" She neighed.
Calor found this extremely funny and started laughing till he cried. "I can't wait to see her when she has to where full tack AND armor" He wheased through laughter.
(XD)
(I need time!)
Jett:
Jett laughed when Frei broke the door again. "Frei are you ever going to learn?!" He was anxious for Riviare to come ride him. "Riviare where are you?!" He shouted. He paced and tried not to be as bad as Frei. He would Not kick the door. Then he saw her. But it was not her she was wearing peasants clothes and she was walking toward him.
Riviare:
Riviare had woken, dressed in peasants clothes and went to see Jett. She saddled him and saw Firgo with his injured arm. She had hid her hair and any marks that she was a princess and so he would think she was a groom. "Firgo, what happened to your arm?" She tried not to laugh. She knew full well what happened. Alkomaru and gotten upset
Frei:
She stared in disbelief as TWO land-walkers walked right passed her. "ARE YOU SERIOUS!! HELLO!!!!!! I AM STUCK!!!!!" She neighed. "I swear, it's like they have the brain size of a peanut." She muttered before continuing to neigh.
Arki:
She walked out of the castle where she was having a meeting. She sighed and looked at the sun. "SHOOT!!" she said running towards the barn. "I hope someones there. What if that Kihlari broke the door again!"
Alkomaru:
He heard the frightened neighs and swivelled his ears, tearing his eyes away from the fallen saddle to see...
"Frei, what in the wild are you doing?" He asked, bewildered.
Alkomaru leant over his stall door and lipped at the lock until it finally fell away. He shoved it open with his muzzle (aka sNoOt) and trotted to the mare.
He reared and slammed his front hooves down on Frei's door, splintering some of it apart, down to where her hoof was trapped. He had created enough space for her to wriggle her hoof out.
"You alright, Frei?" Alkomaru asked with genuine concern, flaring and folding his emerald wings.
Firgo:
"My dumb mount knocked me to the ground," he spat, rolling his shoulder and wincing harshly. "For the love of the Clans. I think I need to see a nurse."
Riviare:
"Yeah I know I just wanted to mess with you. Land to skys cool off."
Sage,
Sage walked over to her sister Kettei that was playing tag with her mount Lightning,
"Hi sis!" Sage shouted,
"Hey! Wheres your mount? Don't tell me you set her loose again?" She said
"Of course I did! I feel bad for her being cooped up in a stall all day, she loves stream water and fresh grass," Sage replied,
"You know she's going to leave you one day," her sister said,
"I don't think so I trust her, I know she has full wildling blood in her, but still I want her to see her wild herd often! You should do the same with Lightning," She nodded towards her sister's mount that was rolling in the dirt,
"Ugh, your unbearable Sage! You know that! But fine, I'll let Lightning free every once in a while," Kettei sighed,
"Thanks!" Sage runs up and hugs her, "Lightning will appreciate it so much!,
"Hey, is that your mount up there?" Her sister asked,
"Huh?" Sage turned around and saw Arashi flying back, as Arashi landed Sage ran over to her and hugged Arashi,
"You ready to go home Arashi?" Sage asked
Arashi nodded her head in agreement,
"Bye, sis!" Sage called,
"Your crazy riding bareback you know!," her sister called after her,
Arashi took to the sky flying back towards the stables, she smiled enjoying the hights, but all to soon the arrived at the stables. Sage hopped off and headed inside Arashi following close behind. Sage went into Arashi's stall,
"Here you go girl!" She said tossing Arashi a apple.
(Wait, in this RP are there wild Kihlari. Cause I thought wild Kihlari haden't been seen in hundreds of years. Or is it in a deifferent era.)
@Starleaf (Different era.)
Tasuta:
She sat at the edge of a small, narrow creek that ran from the mountains to the east all the way towards 8th clan. She was sitting at the water's edge, absently tossing pebbles into the water. She didn't know why she threw the meaningless rocks into the water, but she had nothing else to do-otherwise she would be doing it.
A breeze picked up and Tasuta shivered, wrapping her skinny arms around her knees. She didn't have a jacket-her mother hadn't bought one yet- but Tass didn't mind too much. She liked the cold.
Her mother's voice rang out behind her, "Tass! Tass!! Come here. Stop throwing useless rocks into the water." She criticized, but Tass was already standing up and walking towards the little hut.
The hut was a one-story, one room shack in the middle of the woods. It barely kept them warm in the winter and cool in the summer, but at least it was something.
Tasuta broke into a jog and ran up the 3 stairs and into the cottage. "Yes, Mother? You called." Without even looking up at her daughter, Salen kept grabbing things off the shelves in the kitchen
-food, rags, water containers, things like that, and Tasuta watched in confusion, but she knew better than to question her mom.
"I want you to pack your things. Only take the necessities. Are you listening? The necessities." Salen said, not understanding that her daughter was 14 and very capable of understanding and packing. "Yes mother. Why am I packing my things?" Tass asked quietly. This time, Salen stopped, placed a small hand onto the curve of her hip and looked at her daughter, "Because we're leaving. Leaving 7th clan. We're moving to 8th."
At this, Tass struggled to understand. "W-why?" She asked, but Salen simply shook her head and replied, "To find a better life. Life here is terrible, we have no money. Hopefully, in 8th clan, we can make some sort of a profit. Now, go! Don't procrastinate-we're leaving tonight at midnight."
But Salen had underestimated Tass. Tass never procrastinates. The red-haired girl was already bounding towards her small leather backpack and started packing, before her mother even finished her sentence.
( I hope my kids are that obedient, not asking any questions whatsoever xD )
Lars Windshifter:
It had been a long day of work, and his mind was churning at a rate must faster than the High Winds blustering overhead, working his hair into a fit. He smoothed it back with his left hand, keeping it out of his eyes as he continued to gaze at the large fields he’d spent all day plowing. At one point he had been worried he’d worked Puzzle too hard and had him take a break. Then Lars pulled the plow himself for and hour, working up a cold sweat.
Then he finally stopped his mind, and had landed on his sister, Amaris, and her question earlier that day. She had asked to go to the jungle, but why? It was so dangerous, he couldn’t fathom why his sister would want to go to that wretched place. Then he though, maybe it was because it was something new. Or maybe it was because it was so extraordinary and broad and beautiful. Not to mention perfect story material.
His face contorted in concentration as he though about something; why did he hate the forest so much? There was nothing wrong with it; it had done nothing to him. But as he sat on that same rock, he felt more and more devastated by this question while face grew into an indifferent expression.
Then he shrugged his shoulders, blinked his eyes, and the next moment he was bounding up and into the house, closing the door behind him.
Mountainvoid:
The jungle annoyed him.
All the panthers, the poisonous plants, and the insects. Annoying.
He much preferred the mountains back on Anok that his father had told him so much about. Or, at least, he thought he did. He couldn’t be sure since he’d never been there. But he was certain within the first five seconds he’d have something to complain about; the temperature, the bird egg eating, and the quality of the water. His mother called him a world class habitat critic.
The things that annoyed him most of all about this place were the Landwalkers. So tiny, so fragile, he could break one with just his bare hoof, but yet they had dominated over most of the pegasus population. Not to mention their weird language and the strange word they always used; “khilara,”. He wouldn’t kill one, nor would he fight when one came near, but he chose to just ignore them. That’s what his father always told him to do; when something bothers you, just ignore it until it goes away and does something else.
Until that didn’t work anymore.
(He is such a mood XDDD I felt him on this XDD)
Mahoganysand:
The sky was brilliant this morning. Big, and open, not a patrol in the sky from the Landwalkers.
And that made Mahoganysand angry.
She had been trying so hard to be noticed by a Landwalker for so long now, she had started to feel insecure. They always seemed to catch just about every pegasus who didn’t want to be caught, but yet they completely overlooked her! Was she just too sneaky? Was it her terribly great wits that they didn’t want?
Why would they not want me? She asked herself as she flew in the head-winds, her ego so large it scared all the other pegasi. Someday she’d learn the hard way that her ego wasn’t always a good thing. Big, bold, outgoing, all things her parents completely disapproved of.
She huffed as she dove back down into the forest canopy, scowling each time she missed and hit a branch.
( Lol, IKR? I’m trying to make him relatable, but also completely over dramatic xD )
Tasuta:
She had prepared for this sort of thing. She hadn't known that she and her mother were moving, but she did spend countless days running fake scenarios through her brain about this sort of thing. If the hut burned down, what would be the things she'd try and save from the blazing inferno? Or if they someday moved, which was really happening, what would she choose to pack?
And the answer to that question was very little. Tass found her journal, a leather-bound diary no bigger than her hand, her lucky feather-pen, the few items of clothing she did have, and of course the purple and tan necklace that her father had given her. It was a birthday present for her 8th birthday from her dad, but he died shortly after she received the gift.
Tass shoved those memories from her mind, and focused on packing. She picked up the necklace that laid on her nightstand and clipped it around her neck.
She took a second and admired the charm that dangled from the necklace. It was token shaped and had 'Be Free' engraved in some foreign language across the front. Tasuta had no idea where her father had found it, but the necklace was her most prized possession.
Tass placed everything in her small backpack, threw her pack on her bed. And without even being told to, she then rushed to help her mother pack food for the long journey.