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- Niernan Stormbringer - 08-09-2012 [html] 10.08.2012. 11 am. Vinatta stables. Optime form. / 503. 5+5 pts Niernan still felt bad about the fright he had given Teme the other day, he knew the boy had needed the wake up call and he had been relieved when he hadn't scented him on the border at all for a few days, but now, as he finished his patrol and headed for the stable he couldn't stop thinking about it. He thought that he might have been a bit too harsh, the fear he had seen in his nephews eyes had made him want to stop and scoop the boy up, protect him from all that might harm or scare him. He shook his head violently, he needed to get rid of these thoughts, Teme was grown up now, he was becoming more responsible and making friends, Nier needed to focus on his own life. He had a job to think about, planning patrols, doing all he could to make the pack borders safe, but he also had to find time for his cat, his brother, Grace, Darcy and his fellow pack members. Right now he was making time for the young colt. .naiot2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b79365; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #201404; } .naiot2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .naiot2 {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#614934; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/TGzCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cbb69a; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .naiot2 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .naiot2 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ink Trovato - 08-09-2012 [html] Ink had been busy every day working in the stables. Every morning, he'd wake up and that would be his very first task- cleaning and tending to Jerri and the other horses. He'd already done so today, but he'd decided to take Jericho riding for a bit afterwards. The mare didn't complain- she'd gained back her weight and was healthy once again. She'd be happy to escort her boy wherever, whenever, especially now that she knew she could trust him to care for her. Close to noon, the pair returned. Ink hopped down off of his mare's back and led her quietly into the stable, only to stop once inside. Oh, hello. It was probably his least graceful introduction thus far. A shorter, black coated male stood by the stall of the pretty colt he'd tended to that morning. The young horse had been glad to see him again and had tucked down for a nap just as Jerri and Ink were leaving. Ink loved the little guy- he was adorable. He's a beautiful colt. Very well tempered. The boy praised as he stepped up to Jerri's own stall, leading her in and then stepping in himself to brush her down a bit. Is he yours? Word Count → 208 Short post, but meh. Ink's got a way with the beasts~ .inkmayhem {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RSbeZ.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top center; background-color:#464c41; width:500px; margin:0px auto; padding:350px 0px 5px 0px; color:#1c1e1a; text-align:justify; font-family:'Sylfaen', times, serif;font-size:14px; line-height:16px; word-spacing:.3px; border:1px solid #1c1e1a;} .inkmayhem b {color:#99a68e; font-weight:normal;} .inkmayhem b:before { content: open-quote; } .inkmayhem b:after { content: close-quote; } .inkmayhem p { text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .inkmayhem p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:12px; border-top:1px dotted #99a68e; margin:15px 15px 0px;} .inkmayhem .wordcount {letter-spacing:0px;font-weight:bold; font-size:12px; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; float:right; margin:20px;}</style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 08-11-2012 [html] Sorry for the wait. / 438. 3 pts Nier leaned against the railings of Darcy's stall, drinking in the sight of the sleeping foal, when the scent of wolf hit him. This was a new scent to him, someone he hadn't met yet, though he was sure he recognised something of the smell. He turned his brown tinted face to the wide stable doors and eyed up the approaching boy and horse, flaring his nostrils to get more of the boys smell.... Teme. It finally dawned on him that he had scented this boy on Temeraire, just faintly, so this must be his nephews newest friend, he could even smell the Stormbringers scent on this strange male. Nier let a polite smile touch on his muzzle, Hi. He offered as a response to the boys surprised greeting. .naiot2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b79365; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #201404; } .naiot2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .naiot2 {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#614934; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/TGzCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cbb69a; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .naiot2 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .naiot2 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ink Trovato - 08-13-2012 [html] He smiled as he worked, brushing down Jerri's coat expertly and making sure no real dirt remained. The horse, meanwhile, ignored him and munched away at some hay. You're lucky to have him. You'll have a good partner in him, someday. He grinned over to the man as he set the brush aside, stepping out of the stall and closing it behind him. Jericho lifted her head and snorted slightly, bumping her head into Ink's shoulder, demanding attention now that he'd stopped. He laughed and hugged her face to his chest, growling playfully at her. She didn't seem to mind, whickering in response calmly and patiently. At the stating that she was his, he nodded, looking over and letting go of his mare's face. Yup. Inherited her from my father. She's been with me since the day I was born. He leaned back against the stall's gate and allowed the mare to rest her head on his shoulder. She was my only family for a while, before I joined Vinatta. The boy already looked to his pack as family, despite barely knowing most of the members. The Irish man introduced himself as Niernan Stormbringer. Ink stepped forward to offer his hand in shake. I'm Ink Trovato. It's good to meet you, Niernan. He'd wait a moment to let his packmate have a chance to shake, then turned back to Jerri's stall, calling her to him with a click and reaching up to remove her reigns. I'm glad Saul let me join Vinatta, actually. Jericho loves having a proper stable to sleep in- I haven't seen her this happy and healthy since my early puphood. The caravan stopped for a while in Montreal when I was born and she stayed in a rented stable there- I'm glad she's comfortable again. Word Count → 301 x: I admit. I procrastinated. .inkmayhem {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RSbeZ.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top center; background-color:#464c41; width:500px; margin:0px auto; padding:350px 0px 5px 0px; color:#1c1e1a; text-align:justify; font-family:'Sylfaen', times, serif;font-size:14px; line-height:16px; word-spacing:.3px; border:1px solid #1c1e1a;} .inkmayhem b {color:#99a68e; font-weight:normal;} .inkmayhem b:before { content: open-quote; } .inkmayhem b:after { content: close-quote; } .inkmayhem p { text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .inkmayhem p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:12px; border-top:1px dotted #99a68e; margin:15px 15px 0px;} .inkmayhem .wordcount {letter-spacing:0px;font-weight:bold; font-size:12px; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; float:right; margin:20px;}</style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 08-17-2012 [html] I procrastinated too / 449. 3 pts Nier smiled in response to the others assurance that Darcy would be a good horse, he chuckled lowly, I hope so. His words came with a fondling of the foals short mane, the fuzz soft and silky between his pads. His smile widened happily as he watched the boy interact with the mare, the affection and connection between them obvious and enough answer to his question, the boy gave a verbal answer anyway, affirming what Nier had already seen. He could tell they considered each other family, the way she practically demanded attention but also withstood the boys canine behaviour. He hoped that one day he and Darce would be like that, the way he and Ciaran had bonded. .naiot2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b79365; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #201404; } .naiot2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .naiot2 {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#614934; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/TGzCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cbb69a; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .naiot2 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .naiot2 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ink Trovato - 08-21-2012 [html] Ink appreciated the man's comments. The Trovato boy had grown up caring for horses, knew every trick in the book to coax them into good health and happiness. The fact that Vinatta lacked any others who knew these tricks made Ink wonder just how long their herd had gone without proper care. Well, we're here now. Jerri and I will make sure every horse and hooved critter has the love and attention they need. He grinned almost stupidly, rubbing his hands across Jerri's face playfully. The mare tossed her head and mouthed his hand just as gently, whickering affectionately. He glanced over as Nier tended to his little foal. When was the last time you took him out for a run, Niernan? He'd just taken Jerri out- the mare needed a break and wouldn't be let out again for a little while at least. However, if the foal hadn't gone out yet today, now would be the perfect time. The sun was just high enough to be warm and the grass was sweet with dew. Word Count → 176 Short post! D: .inkmayhem {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RSbeZ.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top center; background-color:#464c41; width:500px; margin:0px auto; padding:350px 0px 5px 0px; color:#1c1e1a; text-align:justify; font-family:'Sylfaen', times, serif;font-size:14px; line-height:16px; word-spacing:.3px; border:1px solid #1c1e1a;} .inkmayhem b {color:#99a68e; font-weight:normal;} .inkmayhem b:before { content: open-quote; } .inkmayhem b:after { content: close-quote; } .inkmayhem p { text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .inkmayhem p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:12px; border-top:1px dotted #99a68e; margin:15px 15px 0px;} .inkmayhem .wordcount {letter-spacing:0px;font-weight:bold; font-size:12px; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; float:right; margin:20px;}</style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 08-27-2012 [html] Sorry for the wait sweety. / 296 Nier smiled at the grin that spread across the boys face, he was always glad to see a pack member excel, especially if that made them happy. He could clearly see that Ink was settling in and had found his niche. He was somewhat startled out of his little reverie when Ink's question came. He told himself mentally that he was being silly, zoning out at this moment. .naiot2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b79365; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #201404; } .naiot2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .naiot2 {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#614934; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/TGzCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cbb69a; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .naiot2 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .naiot2 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ink Trovato - 08-27-2012 [html] The foal hadn't been let out in two days? Ink resisted the frown that pricked at the corners of his mouth. Nier was quick to admit his mistake in such a thing and Ink's smile returned. The Trovato could understand that- it was why he'd been the stable boy in the caravan. Youngin's watched and cared for the horses, to learn responsibility over anything else. He'd been the only one during his time there, which meant the entire herd was his responsibility. The adults helped, but he did most of the work- just like Niernan, they didn't have the time to help him any more than that. He didn't mind. He loved horses. I could start taking him out with Jerri, if you want. It'd be good excersize for him and Jerri's a pretty good influence on the youngin's these days. He'd grin stupidly, tongue sticking out, until Nier's question came. For a moment, he paused to think about it, looking the little draft horse over carefully. Shouldn't be too hard- the colt's age was about right for getting him used to a halter and blanket, at least. Not much you can do at this point, other than getting him used to the tack you'll be using. I'm happy to help, though. Won't be much longer before you'll be teaching him to ride, anyway. He smiled to the other Vinattan, happy to help. Why don't we take him for a walk, and I can walk you through the training steps? Word Count → 252 I actually have no personal idea of when to start training horses. XD I should probably check up on that. .inkmayhem {background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RSbeZ.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top center; background-color:#464c41; width:500px; margin:0px auto; padding:350px 0px 5px 0px; color:#1c1e1a; text-align:justify; font-family:'Sylfaen', times, serif;font-size:14px; line-height:16px; word-spacing:.3px; border:1px solid #1c1e1a;} .inkmayhem b {color:#99a68e; font-weight:normal;} .inkmayhem b:before { content: open-quote; } .inkmayhem b:after { content: close-quote; } .inkmayhem p { text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .inkmayhem p.ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:12px; border-top:1px dotted #99a68e; margin:15px 15px 0px;} .inkmayhem .wordcount {letter-spacing:0px;font-weight:bold; font-size:12px; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; float:right; margin:20px;}</style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 09-06-2012 [html] Are we ok to finish this up OOC? Assume they went and did a bit of training? I have no motivation for this thread any more . Also, so sorry for the wait sweetness / 373. 3 pts Nier saw the beginnings of a frown on the boys face when he admitted to not having taken Darcy out in a couple of days, but it seemed that he had brought himself back into good favour with his admission of not having the time. He really did feel guilty about not having the time to spend every minute he could with the foal, but if he wanted the time he would have to abandon his job and let the pack down, which he definitely could not do. Ink's offer to take the foal out with Jericho was more than welcome, he smiled happily and let his shoulders relax, his cerulean eyes clearly showing the appreciation he felt for the boys offer, That would be amazing, thank you Ink. I'm sure Darce would have a great time with Jericho, he needs socialising with other horses. .naiot2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b79365; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #201404; } .naiot2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .naiot2 {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#614934; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/TGzCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cbb69a; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .naiot2 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .naiot2 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] |