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- Niernan Stormbringer - 09-13-2012 [html] 15.09.12. Fundy National Park. Optime. 11 am. :: 575 :: An interesting few days had passed; Saul had pronounced Grace pregnant, Colibri had popped out three puppies, which was odd because he never knew she was even pregnant, and he had had his first encounter with a member of Sangi'lak. The thoughts in his head were all moving too fast and he just wanted the world to stop for a minute. He had too many things to be worrying about all at once, but a few things kept him up at night; His worry over becoming a father, his worry over how Grace was taking the news that she was to be a mother, the state of their relationship, the coming winter months that would make keeping puppies alive difficult, and then the fact that he hadn't been spending nearly enough time with the other creatures that he cared about. Despite living across from him, he hadn't seen Bran since they helped out at the village hall. He hadn't seen Saul socially for a long while, he missed his Virding's easy conversation. And he hadn't had the chance to play with Ciaran or Darcy recently. Things were definitely going too fast and he wished the world would stop so he could get off. That was why he had taken a personal day and was now sat in the woodlands of the Fundy national park. Word Count ~ +xxx <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Sonje Helsi - 09-14-2012 [html]
Sonje by Sie! Flinching awake as if she'd just been gutted—a fish-like gasp struggling through her tightened larynx—she grabbed a handful of foliage in each of her claws, grasping desperately for reality. It took a long moment before she remembered who and where she was; that she was not being overwhelmed by an army of shadowy creatures, threatening to take her to a much-dreaded underworld. Sonje swallowed the harsh lump in her throat, releasing her grip on the grass and leaves and easing her breaths into something more shallow. Early morning light filtered down through the trees, and she pushed herself up from the tree she'd been sleeping uncomfortably against. The coals from last night's fire were still warm, but out, and the wolfdog scuffed a little dirt on them before quickly gathering her things and climbing upon a slightly weary Jagga's back. She was eager to get away from the spot, to forget the horrid visions that were the main reason she didn't sleep very well these days. Weaving her ride through the trees at a slow walk, Sonje thought a song would better help to calm her nerves. So she sang, her voice surprisingly high and clear—a pleasant bell: "Are you, Are you "Are you, Are you "Are you, Are you "Are you, Are you She'd quite unknowingly rode into a clearing, occupied already by a man and his long-furred cat. Her horse's sudden hesitation had been her only notice of him, and she'd nearly finished her song before she even realized what she'd done. Tugging Jagga to a stop, she eyed the dark male curiously, her pale eyes meeting his surprisingly blue ones for a long moment before she noted the pad in his hands. "Sorry to walk up on you like that. I wasn't paying much attention..." she said after a pregnant, uncertain pause in which she made her gray mare turn sideways. If he proved unfriendly, she'd simply gallop away. After her nightmare earlier that morning, she wasn't eager for confrontation that day. #je-bust p { text-indent: 40px; padding: 0; margin: 10px 0; } #je-bust p.jeImage { float: right; text-align: right; font: 10px Verdana; font-style: italic; margin: -.5px;} #je-bust .ooc { text-indent: 20px; text-align: left; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; font-weight: normal; } #je-bust q { letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; } #je-bust b { letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; } </style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 09-14-2012 [html] OMG! Hunger games song! Had a right little fanspasm when I read the lyrics. :: 354 :: A sweet and clear voice broke in among the birdsong, the birds quieting to listen to the female notes. Nier flicked his pointed pinna around to listen better to the song. The lyrics struck him as very dark and he wasn't entirely sure if he liked it, but then the tune and the words reminded him of many of his favourite Irish ballads, recalling Molly Malone and Danny Boy to his mind. He found himself humming a few bars of Molly Malone but stopped as the crashing of horse hooves through the foliage made him look up and around. Ciaran slid fluidly from his perch and trotted to his friend, scrambling up to curl himself around Niernan's neck, acting like a furry scarf. Word Count ~ +xxx <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Sonje Helsi - 09-14-2012 [html] (Yay! A Hunger Games fan I really debated on using it, but I'm fascinated by the song & it's meaning, and it's been stuck in my head lately -- just re-read the series a few weeks ago -- I couldn't think of a better time to use it. Lol, soon I probably would've forgotten my idea to use it anyway xD)
Sonje by Sie! Though not "common" knowledge, Sonje had absolutely no skill in how to properly accept a compliment. So as it was delivered, embarrassment registered briefly on her face and she shifted slightly on her mare's bare back, glancing away. She thought to smile and thank him, but it was overridden by her aversion to having been caught singing. She only did it when she was absolutely sure she was alone, so it was more than irritating to know she hadn't been so careful this time. In fact, she couldn't quite pinpoint the reason for the uneasy seize in her chest, but it probably had to do with those very blue eyes in that very handsome dark face. As he rose, Sonje moved again, sitting straighter and retaining an easier degree of confidence. As long as she didn't think about how embarrassed she was, it was easier to be herself. "Sure—she's my friendly half," she said with a light smirk, leaning forward to pat her companion's thick neck. She watched, amused, as the man's cat tried to interact with Jagga, who seemed to have that affect on a lot of creatures. While Sonje sometimes thought herself a little demon-ish, she would never apply the word to her horse, the sweetest, most docile creature she knew. Jagga twitched her large nares, extending her muzzle to share a touch with the feline, large brown eyes switching from Luperci to cat interestedly. Sonje swung a leg over and dropped down her horse's side, revealing her comparably shorter height. She noticed his necklace then, as she was around eye-level to it, and wondered what creature it had fashioned, not knowing what an otter was. She looked up, observing him for a moment longer, and twitching her pierced ears before crossing her arms and leaning a slender shoulder against Jagga's side. "I'm Sonje, and this is Jagga," she waved her hand with a jingle of her bracelets and smiled slightly. "Who're you two good-lookin' guys?" she asked extending a hand of long, elegant fingers to the cat, offering to let him sniff and hopefully permit a good scratch behind the ears. #je-bust p { text-indent: 40px; padding: 0; margin: 10px 0; } #je-bust p.jeImage { float: right; text-align: right; font: 10px Verdana; font-style: italic; margin: -.5px;} #je-bust .ooc { text-indent: 20px; text-align: left; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; font-weight: normal; } #je-bust q { letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; } #je-bust b { letter-spacing: .5px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; } </style> [/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 09-16-2012 [html] I finished reading the series 2 days ago, for the 2nd time XD. I'm a bit of a Hunger Games nerd. :: 617 :: Nier had become adept at noticing the signs of embarrassment on a creatures features, having had them spread across his own so often. He didn't know what the female had to be embarrassed about, she truly had a wonderful voice and she wasn't to know that he had been in the clearing. He ignored her embarrassment, knowing that if he called her on it then it would only bring more. She sat her horse straighter as he rose to his footpaws, he noticed the slight movement but didn't think anything of it, she was probably just getting comfortable. Word Count ~ +xxx <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> |