I R R E P L A C E A B L E [Az / Open]

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R E A P E R I'm holding on for dear life Wont' look down, won't open my eyes Cause I'm just holding on for tonight The ground shifted in protest beneath the sharp daggers of a vixen. It was still partially frozen beneath the layer of soft, supple ground. The meadow smelled of many others, inspiring a sensation of hope in the exuberant creature. Reaper took off with a sudden surge of power. Extending each limb deliberately to cover as much ground as possible. Her powerful muscles absorbing the shock caused by the collision of her daggers, and the earth beneath them. Her nares flared outward, as the wind rushed against her face. Excitement surged through the older femme. Reaper let out a bout of laughter, as she tossed her cranium sideways. Closing the eye she now exposed to the wind's forceful pressure upon her bodice. Each thud created a small splash, sending droplets of water flying as she more closely approached the heart of the meadow. Mingling voices, and birds filled the air with each step she drew closer to it's heart. She came to an even more abrupt halt, her hips protesting the sudden inertia. The painted vixen had stopped atop a small hill. There were many others here, meaning she was no longer alone. Reaper could feel her emotions swell deep in her chest, this meadow was full of potential relationships.  The exited minx trudged her way down the hill quickly She wasted no time approaching some of the nearest equines that she was able to. "Hello! I am Reaper! How are you!?" She called out to the nearest form. Approaching them quickly, as she shouted the greeting. The painted mare was wearing an excited smile upon her face. The quick way her bodice moved said that she was a young creature, though this was not the case. Reaper was an older mare, but her soul was forever young. Stuck in the time she had lost as a child.

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The snow was beginning to melt, spring making itself known rather quickly. The cold was a thing of the past, warmth was the new thing that had taken over the lands. Green grass popped up through the remaining snow that blanketed the earth, as if to tell the world they could live once more. The large stage had grown older, he was alone his mother killed his father, just gone. Azeroth did not know if he had any siblings, well he figured her did from his fathers genes, but he had yet to come across any. The winter had brought new company to the champagne stag, he had heard a tale that the new king of Altus's sister was held up in a cavern and refused to see anyone. Azeroth found the minx and almost in a way forced her to go and see her brother. Azeroth enjoyed Cado and Sempi, in a way he viewed them as siblings and they had accepted him as one of them. Cado more then Sempi, she viewed him as annoying, but she did not get left alone too much so he most of the time kept her company while her brother dealt with his kingdom. Although, Azeroth stepped out of Vahill to get some fresh air.

Peacock tail lazily glided over the snow leaving a trail, and yet removing any evidence of his daggers in the process. The field had flowers where the grass had fully broken through, the sod beneath his daggers was wet making a squishing sound as he pushed forward. A mare came rushing in front of him, he stopped watching the painted mare in awh. She seemed to be in a good mood, so different from what he was accustom to with Sempi. Words exploded from her mouth quickly, and all at once. Reaper? his eyes jumped forward so happy with a name like reaper? He asked himself but he smiled and responded, "Its a pleasure to meet you reaper, I am Azeroth. I am well and yourself?" His vocals enjoyably happy. His tail fanned out then, but he quickly lowered it as a gentle smile played upon his lips.
. "Speech."

words: 362 tagged: 愛 S I D D E H 愛 muse: ehh will get better.

^{by ♛befera}

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R E A P E R I'm holding on for dear life Wont' look down, won't open my eyes Cause I'm just holding on for tonight The painted vixen's smile widened as the younger male responded to her greeting. She was slowly becoming more assured that this land was where she belonged. This kingdom, it was home. Though her heart ached for her kin, she would find new souls to fill the void left behind. "Azeroth." Reaper murmured thoughtfully to the hessian. Her eyes were alive, appearing thoughtful to the peculiar looking male. He was strikingly gorgeous to her. Reaper drew in a sharp, excited breath. The essa's ears piqued in interest as she watched the brute."Wow, you sure have a peculiar set of features, don't you? You're stunning!" Reaper seemed to be distracted by his appearance, before she realized he'd asked her one of his own questions. The vixen burst into a bout of lively laughter. "I'm sorry, I get side tracked pretty easily. I'm much better now that I've found someone else to spend time with! What are you doing just hanging out here all by yourself? Aren't you curious about others? Don't you just want to go and talk to all of them, and hear their stories? Oh, gosh tell me where you're from, Azeroth? Do you have a home? May I visit?" Reaper rambled on quickly, and excitedly. It was as if this mare embodied a child. Speaking too quickly, and showing far too much energy for someone the age of eight. Most her age were not half as energetic as she was. It was a shame she wasn't more interested in relationships, she had made a wonderful mother. A familiar ache grabbed her heart, she'd lost track of all her children. Sadness struck her features for just a moment. But soon she returned to her excited demeanor, she wanted to hear this young brute tell her a tale. That's why she was here, to make friends and collect histories.

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Azeroth was quiet as he studied the buckskin minx. She repeated his name and he smiled gently, "You can call me Az." He said he had come rather accustom to the nickname. The minx ears perked interested as his tail had fanned she spoke again called him stunning a chuckle escaped his lips, "Yes, this tail is rather abnormal, but I am far from stunning miss Reaper." He was serious he saw himself as strange, it came from his father all the more reason to dislike the thing that made him stand out the most. His listeners flickered back and forth as she explained how she was and happy to have company, and more questions, the older mares thirst for knowledge was enlightening.

"Your such a bore Azeroth, she is going to see it as well as your little family." Czar said, The stallion shook his dome czar only caused him pain and he did not want to let him win. "Well I am here because i needed some fresh air. I personally find that many do not want to share their stories. I used to question a lot when I was younger, but it always seemed to end badly for me." He paused for a moment allowing himself to take a breath, "I was born here, well not where we are currently, but in my mothers lands, Penance. but I reside with the Altus emperor Cadomir and his twin sister Sempiternal my dear friends in the land known as Vahill. Yes you may visit if you wish Miss Reaper all are welcome. The more the merrier." He said with a gentle smile on his kissers as the words fell from his lips.

"Why don't you tell her your crazy Azeroth?? She will not want to talk to you then! No one wants to talk to a crazed lunatic!" Czar boasted. Azeroth blinked wildly for a moment and shook his dome desperately wanting Czar to fall down the hole in which he crawled out of when X died. He missed the old mare as much as he missed his mother. The old mare had treated him like her own child and helped him and without her... he was .. lost.

. "Speech."

words: 371 tagged: x muse: ehh will get better.

^{by ♛befera}

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R E A P E R I'm holding on for dear life Wont' look down, won't open my eyes Cause I'm just holding on for tonight The tawny nymph's auds flicked backward momentarily. She let out a snort in protest to his comment about himself. Azeroth was at least outwardly very modest, though she craved to know what his internal world was like. The older femme quirked an invisible brow before allowing her usually infectiously kind smile cross her facade. "You don't get to tell me what my preference of words is. I find you stunning, you don't have to find yourself stunning." Reaper spoke in the tone of a seasoned mother. As if the child before her was her own son. Reaper could feel that painful ache in her chest again. She tried to cover up the pain again with the smiles, glancing away just momentarily. Listening to his even tones spill into her listeners. Her kissers were curled upward, and yet still somehow very taut. Her bodice rested in a tense state now, she fought away the painful memories of her past. Reaper just wanted to enjoy her time now. She wanted to thrive with friendships she'd never got a chance to make. The mare's cranium swiveled back to face him. Listening, although not really hearing what he was saying entirely. Azeroth shook his head slightly, causing the older mare to wonder if she was the cause of it. "You'll have to show me then. I've not been here too long." Her tone was still gentle, though lost the certain edge to it. Reaper found it a bit unusual, but also equally endearing that he referred to her as 'Miss Reaper.' The tawny nymph gave him another gentle smile, her energy seemed to be swallowed up by the sea of turmoil in her skull. Her vividly blue occulars were searching the area around them, before always returning to the peculiar child in front of her. Of course he was not truly a child, but obviously younger than her. Reaper seemed to have the habit of thinking of all youth as a child. "I think the difference between questions from an adult, and questions from a child are seen differently. Many seem to seem so troubled by questions, and they always have endlessly fascinating answers. Even the simple ones." Reaper spoke softly again. She was growing weary now from her travels. She still tried to keep the energetic facade up. Trinity

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The stag shifted his weight as she snorted,words flowing from her mouth. "See you're insane Azeroth and the mare before you is growing angry! Tell her you hear us!" Czar demanded him to tell her. Azeoth ignored Czar to the best of his ability not wanting to allow the beast to drag him down to the depression that wanted to kick in so desperately. "Okay, okay. I won't." The stallion chuckled lightly. He despised his tail it was a way to remind him that he was his fathers child.. as well as for everyone else who remembered the bastard known as his father. Someone that he wished that he could forget and just erase from existence. Listeners moved in her direction as she explained that he would have to show her, he nodded his cranium lightly. "I would enjoy that miss Reaper." Azeroth admitted.


He shifted slightly before stretching out his limbs. Azeroth knew that he would need to head home sooner or later. The champagne bronc seemed to be just about the only one that could pull Sempi from the cave, although the mare was trying to be more social for her brother, but it was hard just as it seemed to be for himself. Although it was easy for him at times it seemed for he was never alone in his mind at least and he missed his .. mothers and wished he could have spent more time with his biological mother before her death. The death reminded him that she had shared voices as well, part of this made him question if it had been one of her voices that attacked the former queen.


Surely his mother was not one to attack unless given a reason. A wave of sadness flushed through him at the thought. She spoke then explaining her view of questions from children and those from adults. Azeroth however found himself wishing to keep them to himself unless he was needed to explain his own, or he truly wished to know. "Your view on wanting to understand others is quite unique and truth be told a breath of fresh air." He added with a gentle smile. "Are you tired? If you need to rest I can watch over you, and then maybe show you Vahill?" He questioned and oddly enough wished to keep her around even if it was just to enjoy her different view on life and how to approach it.

He allowed his miss matched orbs to watch her for a moment. Azeorth's energy was still intact for he did not get to venture often, but he was willing to help her. His nature was one that wished to help others as much as he could. 

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