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« Thread Started on Mar 13, 2009, 11:01am » | ![[Quote]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v513/Moshoney_byte/RPGS/OliveLeaf%20Summer%20Layout/quote-1.gif) |
Elijah hobbled along with the usual encumbrances; guilt, curiosity, and jerked and sore hoof from stepping in a rabbit hole he hadn’t spotted in advance. Or if he had spotted it, he hadn’t noticed, as was obvious from the sore hoof.
Incurably absentminded, as usual, he had the feeling that there was something he ought to be doing, but couldn’t for the life of him figure of exactly what that was. There was so much to see, and so much to think about, that he couldn’t help but forget anything of importance. And that was where the guilt came from. There was the foggiest memory of some purpose or responsibility, and poor Elijah had forgotten it, which made him (being usually a quite upstanding and responsible individual) feel just terrible. Actually, that forgetting might have had something to do with that hoof. Now that he was thinking of it. And now that he was, he had better get to the point good and quick, before his thoughts went scattering off elsewhere.
That was right.
He’d bumped his head, hadn’t he?
Well, no matter. Whatever he had forgotten, he would recall it at some point, probably when his head stopped spinning and the grass stopped being so darn interesting. And tasty. The grass seemed tastier here, actually, than it had before he smacked into that branch. Maybe, he thought, feeling suddenly intelligent and darn proud of it, he ought to smack his head more often. Everything seemed so much nicer when one was disoriented.
Elijah came to a bumping halt in what looked like a nice enough area, where the sun shone full in through the trees and the earth was rather warm. It was a good place, he figured, to end one line of thought and begin another.
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« Reply #1 on Mar 31, 2009, 11:01am » | |
And where had that stupid palomino got off to, eh?
Damn Elijah, he thought. Always wandering off, always yattering on, always making me go out of my way to track him down and get him to pay attention. And one of these days I won’t be able to find him, and he’ll end up dead. God, he pisses me off. There was just something about that kid that grated on his nerves. Maybe it was the sickening optimism, maybe it was the righteous attitude, or maybe it was his damn pretty face.
But whatever it was, it wasn’t enough to keep Monkeyman away.
Because here he was again, wandering about looking for his buddy. Because even when Elijah was a pain in the ass, he was Monkeyman’s pain in the ass, and birds of a feather had to stick together. But now the other bird had flown the coop.
Monkeyman scraped a hoof moodily over a patch of bare rock, scattering loose dirt and stomping his foot in agitation. He was itchy. He wasn’t used to the weather here, and he’d been mal-adjusted to his birth climate in the first place. Just when it had become comfortable there; bam. Elijah goofed and they got kicked out. So Monkeyman was stuck wandering; again. And goddamn did he hate it here. He hated the quiet, he hated the warm air, he hated the solitude that hung over him now that Elijah had vanished. He even hated himself, for good measure, now that there was no one else around to loathe. Right now, he even hated Elijah, for ditching him again.
When he found that stupid palomino, he was going to kick his ass.
Lost in his grumblings, he meandered through the trees, scarcely noticing when the object of his irritability popped up just beyond them. He had just about given up looking when he glanced up, catching sight of gold fur, white forelock, brown eyes. Bam. Elijah.
Relief didn’t begin to erase his pissy expression, but his jerky, angry movements eased immediately. That was probably why he stuck around the colt; it sucked when he wandered off, but it was always nice finding him again.
“You ape,” he growled, storming up. “Where’ve you been, eh?”
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« Reply #2 on Apr 20, 2009, 2:08am » | |
A tall and lean black figure slipped behind a tree and stayed in the shadows, watching the uninteresting and unmoving forest in front of him. The figure, Cobalt, leaned forward slightly and narrowed his eyes to see better and he saw a small white and brown yellow shape, moving slowly in his direction. Cobalt, a 16.3 hand purebred Arabian with a long black mane and a tail that was held high, was, very secretive and strong but not as clever as you would think. As the shape came closer, he saw it was a palomino horse. Just as he was observing the palomino from afar, he saw another shape, but this shape was catching up to him and the other horse. The grey horse that Cobalt had just noticed was now going faster, as if he had spotted something and was trying to catch up with it. Before Cobalt's thoughts could go any further, he realised that he had stepped away from the tree and was right in the two horses path. He quickly stepped back into his hiding spot, hoping the palomino had not seen him. The grey horse, he knew, had not seen him for the grey colt was still at the same brisk pace. Before he knew it, both horses were in front of the black 4 year old stallion. Cobalt saw his chance, and, leaped right out in front of the tall grey colt that had been saying, rather in an unfriendly tone, "You ape, where've you been, eh?" Cobalt snorted. He now knew from the horse's unfriendliness that he was a neutral, and the palomino was probally a light. Looking down at the palomino and said " Surprise to you! I am Cobalt, who are you?"
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« Reply #3 on Apr 22, 2009, 11:34am » | |
Elijah had just barely ceased his sniffing around when he heard the familiar voice; ears pricking up and head following suit as he turned to face his friend / idol / object of much admiration and familiarity. But he had only managed to say a happy "Monkeyman!" before there was another sound and a new face suddenly in front of him; a tallish black horse with a curvy neck, looking a bit older and definitely more accustomed to these parts. Elijah gave a guilty start, suddenly worried that he had intruded upon this stallion's territories and was about to (oh drat!) spur another conflict that would end with both he and Monkeyman being kicked decisively OUT, which would result in Monkeyman biting him decisively on the nose and being hell to live with for weeks!
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said hastily, flashing the (much) taller horse an apologetic look and ducking his head. "Are these your lands?" Realizing that Cobalt had asked him a question, he added quickly "I'm Elijah."
"Hey!" said Monkeyman, shouldering rudely around the new stallion and for the most part ignoring his presence. "I asked you where you've been. He glanced over his shoulder at Cobalt, giving him a quick glance-over; they were about the same height, although the other stallion appeared older. He didn't look like anybody dangerous, at least. Dismissing the other horse, he turned back to his friend. "I've been looking for you for ages."
"I hit my head?" said Elijah, as if it were a question, looking placatingly at his companion. "I didn't mean to go off, honest, it just happened. Like it always, does, you know..." his voice trailed off, sounding sheepish. He peeped around the taller grey to peep at the horse behind him, wondering if he was off the hook for his (imagined) intrusion.
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« Reply #4 on Apr 29, 2009, 9:06pm » | |
Cobalt was arching his neck threateningly when the grey horse, who was obviously called Monkeyman, pushed him out of the way. "Do not ignore me!" Cobalt spat, pawing the ground with his battle-ready hooves. He did not want to fight, for this was not his land. He turned towards Elijah. "You have not intruded, and these are not my lands, if you do not know where you are, you are at the Forest Border, a no mans land."
Zanzibar trotted into the clearing. "What's going on, Cobalt?" His Gypsy Vanner black and white coat flashed in the morning sun. "Are you neutrals? As Zanzibar said this, he swung his rather short neck to the other two horses. His pale blue eye and his amber eye scanned the scene, trying to decide who was ood and who was bad.
"Zanzibar! this is Elijah and this is.....Monkeyman.
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« Reply #5 on Apr 30, 2009, 1:02pm » | |
Monkeyman put back his ears, first in irritation at his friend, then in response to the angry tones of the other stallion, who obviously had some issues in regards to his own self-importance. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said, in a voice that was clearly indicative of sarcasm rather than apology, whipping his head around to snap at Cobalt. "Next time I'll make sure to bow and scrape and all that." His lip curled almost of its own volition. He didn't have a problem with respecting authority- not when he thought that said authority deserved his respect. He'd had enough of young, stupid males trying to boss their way around.
Elijah glanced anxiously up at Monkeyman. The previously neutral situation was quickly turning to an unhappy one; he had seen it happen like this before. If the two of them continued in this vein, Monkeyman was going to start something. He always did. It was just his way; the same as getting hopelessly lost and then trying to defuse things was Elijah's way.
"Um," he said, poking his head around Monkeyman and speaking in Cobalt's direction. "That's good. Sorry for, uh..." his voice trailed off, his look turning puzzled; he couldn't think of anything to apologize for. "Sorry!" he said finally, with nothing else to say. Embarrassed, he ducked back around his taller companion. But he looked out again a second later, when he heard the sound of yet another equine; still male, still older, still taller. Yikes! He ducked back again.
Moving automatically to face the stranger, Monkeyman positioned his neck and shoulders a tad protectively between the two of them and Elijah. The palomino was nowhere near as strong or as seasoned as he, despite their shared age. Elijah was a wimp. He knew more of plants and politics, and Monkeyman knew how to whoop ass when he or his pal was threatened. Not, say, that there was a threat apparent yet. Still cautious, and probably more considerate of his words now that the scales were weighted, Monkeyman faced the two of them with a wary eye. "Zanzibar, eh?" he repeated. Cobalt (the prat) had already introduced them, so there was no need to do so himself. "As far as our orientations go," he said, in a careful (if cool) tone. "I don't see as how that's any of your business." No need to be rude, he thought to himself. But no need for open armed greetings, either. He squared himself, and watched the other two.
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