Feels like Falling (Angelus)

[seelestudio]

Zephyrine

Sweet little words made for silence not talk
Young heart for love not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world

This was something awkward, something foreign. The heavy mare took a deep breath and exhaled slowly looking out at the land before her. She stood on the very edge of a deep chasm looking down into the dimly lit depths. It was something she hadn't been expecting to see on her 'adventure' to the south. She cursed her curiosity as she looked back at the narrow gap she had squeezed through. She sighed and looked back at the yawning hole in front of her, there wan't much space to turn around but it seemed her only option.

Carefully she placed each hoof and dug in before moving the other. Zeph laughed in joy as she got all the way around, she took a moment to breath and marveled at how her laughter echoed around the canyon. After a few more moments she moved forward, ready to leave the massive gap behind her, but it seemed it wasn't going to let her go that easily. The loose stones and sand slipped beneath her back feet and she fell to her side, closer to the edge then ever before. Zeph whimpered in panic and mild pain, the fall hadn't been a nice one.

Her head spun as she looked back to see the damage, her back legs were splayed awkwardly and one was hanging halfway off the lip of chasm along with a good portion of her rump. So much for thinking you were out of this, silly girl. She took a deep breath and then dragged her three unhindered legs up in a position to move, but trying to move the leg that hung over the edge proved impossible. It must have twisted upon landing and now every movement was painful. Zeph sighed and let the other three legs rest, How am I going to get out of this? She thought of shouting but then she remembered how her simple laughter had echoed around the canyon, depressed about the current situation she laid her head down and sighed once more.

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Kiss while your lips are still red
While he's still silent

Thoughts, " Speech", Actions
Words; 339
OOC; okay sooo, I thought the canyon was different and half way through this I learned it was something else, don't hate me just go with it lol.

Lyrics from Nightwish - While Your Lips Are Still Red Stock by Inthename-Stock

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[Silver]

Angelus

He was bored of herd life, following them all this way and that, according to the whims of the king. Funny enough, he’d answered differently a few days earlier when Ahmed had asked that question. Now though, with new thoughts entering his mind and a changed way of thinking being birthed in his heart, he began to question Aziz’ leadership and skills. The old stallion was, well, old. That meant his thinking was bound to go funny at some point.

Angelus shook his head to rid himself of the thought. The black stallion was headed for the Dask Canyon, a place that seemed to house spirits and calm mortals in times of struggle. Angelus was in quite a struggle, between the sides of himself. There was the rational, logical side of himself that required that he stay submissive to Aziz and play it safe, arousing no suspicion. Yet the other part of himself, the regal and entitled part, was intrigued by the entities that surrounded him when he slept, and more and more often at night. It was like an escort. He was grateful for the solitude during the day; interacting with the non-corporeal, especially silent ones, left a horse lonely for living, breathing company, and conversely: space. Dask was a place where there was enough room to breathe, and to think. Reaching the red rocks of the canyon, Angelus breathed in deeply, inhaling the scent of peace and quiet. Carefully he set down his hooves on a slow incline that curved around to the trickier part of the natural trap. Only horses acquainted with the Baahir knew about the gentler ways to venture into the heart of Dask. With the sun at the angle that it was, the interior of the canyon was bathed in shadow, and for a heartbeat the stallion thought that he could see the cold, flaming eyes of his demonic companions. A swift blink and entrance into a trot quelled the thought, leaving his heart to calm itself without the fear that he was being watched, again.

He was sure that he was alone in the canyon until a skittering of rocks against larger stone walls caught his attention, followed by a large THUD! Wary of what might have just wandered into a place that it did not know, he quickened his pace, ignoring the loud echoes that clamored against the walls. A small scrabbling noise pointed his ears towards the more hostile part of the canyon; this particular section was full of sharp turns, dead ends and tempting - yet very difficult to reenter - cracks in the wall just big enough for an equine if they tried hard enough. He was surprised when he found what was making the noise. Higher than he, on a ledge protruding from one such crack, was a large horse. Taller and bigger than he was, Angelus was sure it was a stallion. Only when the wind changed did he realize that is was actually a mare. And she wasn’t getting up. Sighing under his breath, he let out a neutral whinny, alerting the equine that he was behind and below her. “Ho, stranger! Have you need of assistance?”

ooc: i tried to go along with the idea of the canyon that you started with and integrate it into the real canyon. that okay?
word count: 534
tag: zephyrine

[seelestudio]

Zephyrine

Sweet little words made for silence not talk
Young heart for love not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world

Thinking through the situation was leading the poor mare nowhere, she knew she shouldn't have gone through the crack. In fact, now that she thought about it, she had seen the gaping hole in the floor before she had squeezed through. Well the saying went curiosity killed the cat, and it nearly killed Zephyrine. She was about to try to get up again when she heard something coming. Maybe it was an equine who heard her fall and was coming to help, but the more logical side of Zeph told her it was likely a predator looking for an easy meal.

The mare hushed herself and slowed her heart, hoping to avoid detection. Her heart almost leapt into her throat when she heard something behind her and she struggled to lift her front half up to see down the hole, but she could see nothing. A gasp of relief escaped her as she heard the stallion's voice, at least she wasn't going to be eaten. She slumped back down with yet another sigh and thought over his question.

" Um... No, no I think," She stopped and wondered if she really could get out herself," Okay, yes I could use some help. I slipped and I think I twisted my ankle, but I really don't know how you could help me." Zeph looked back down the hole but still couldn't see anyone, " There's not a lot of room up here."

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Kiss while your lips are still red
While he's still silent

Thoughts, " Speech", Actions
Words; 239
OOC; blahhhhh

Lyrics from Nightwish - While Your Lips Are Still Red Stock by Inthename-Stock

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[Silver]

Angelus

Angelus sighed. The situation was awkward at best. The mare might actually weigh more than he did, and she was right. The ledge offered almost no room for another horse. He couldn’t though - on his honor as a stallion - just leave a mare there, stranded and injured. His mind working slowly, he realized that the only way to possibly get her out of there was to find the incline with the least degree of sharpness and make his way to her. Or perhaps...

The stallion, who had been through the canyon many times as a colt, looked at the ledge, and then spotted a small walkway only big enough for one horse. At the very least, he could stay with her until her leg was at least hardy enough to put some weight on. Then he could show her the hidden, slightly dangerous, way from where she had put herself. It would take time, but he could not, at any cost, leave her there to perish. It was a very difficult situation, and he found himself wondering at the intelligence of the mare. Who in their right mind would venture into a small crevasse without at least knowing what else was on the other side?

“I know a way, miss. It’s easy to miss, and hard to see even for those most familiar with the canyon. I will see you shortly.” Angelus trotted towards the base of the slope, and carefully placed one hoof in front of the other. The going was rocky and unsure, but he was gentle with his footing and soon enough was within view of the opening. It was shrouded in darkness, a hole that did not want to be and often was not seen. He entered, all light disappearing and his senses becoming heightened. He used his side to feel where the wall was, veering right when the tunnel turned, and then straightening out. Eventually he exited the small tunnel, a scarce two horse lengths from the ledge where the mare was. Unfortunately, this was the hardest part. There was a gap between this ledge and the next, which was a small gap from the ledge of the mare. He took a deep breath, and praying to the Black God to give him this small favor, he leapt. Easily his hooves touched the rock, but a few rocks flew off the edge and clattered down into the main part of the canyon. From where he was, he nickered softly. “How is the leg, miss? Can you put any weight upon it?”

ooc: SECRET LEDGE WITH SCARY JUMP FTW!
word count: 430
tag: zephyrine