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ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Yuki's Kin
« on: June 14, 2019, 10:12:48 AM »
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Re: ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Yuki's Kin
« Reply #1 on: May 06, 2020, 11:01:45 AM »
Moving some RP over finally...

Feb 16, 2018 // Blessing : Thoughts of Tiny Hooves (WC: 602)

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Tiny was not one to wander very far. He disliked travel and mud and the sun. As he walked it became more and more apparent that he disliked a lot of things. However, one thing he did like, was children. Yes, they were messy. Yes, they were noisy. But, there was just something about them that made his insides melt. And now he was going to have kids of his own! This was the reason he had been trekking in the muck. Tiny had to find a blessing!

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"My, you've really made a mess of yourself, haven't you?" The mare called, voice teasing and gentle. She emerged from the brush to approach the acha, a twinkle in her eye as she regarded him.
He clearly did not care for adventure, did not have the same call to see the world that the MotherFather had given to her. For him, she would not press any further, and instead sat down. With a gesture of her head, she invited the young buck to sit with her.

"Come, sit with me a moment. And let me congratulate you on the little ones to come. Might I know your name, sweet one?"

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Tiny stopped at the voice. Looking down at himself and seeing the mud and gunk caked to his hooves and legs, he laughed sheepishly.

"Ah, yes. Thank you," he murmured. "My name is Tiny Dancer."

He was very unsure of himself in this moment, but sat down near her anyway.

"Is it alright of me to ask yours?"

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"Tiny Dancer! Do you dance, then, my dear? I never quite got the rhythm of it- perhaps I'll have to coax a dance out of you for my blessing," she teased, though the lilt of her voice indicated that the old mare wasn't entirely kidding. She gave off a delighted air, glad to have found company in the young acha buck.

"And of course you may ask my name, dear heart. I am Roses in Bloom- you may call me Rose, if you wish it." Her smile turned brighter, as she cast her eyes out to the distance.

"I was kidding, though. Please don't feel an obligation to dance for me, if you don't wish it. I'd hate to feel you put on the spot for my sake."

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"I-I do dance!" he stuttered. The thought of dancing for someone so important was a bit of a rush, but also made him panic. What if he tripped over his muddy hooves and landed right on her? But, no, his father had taught him and his sisters how to dance. And, though he was small, he was usually praised for his big performances. "I can dance for you... it won't be much. There's no music, but I can try."

He stood up and took a deep breath. Clearing his mind, he thought of only one thing - the tiny little beings that he would teach how to dance, like his father taught him.

He started to hum and slowly twirl, creating his own rhythm. Muddy hooves launched him into agile leaps and dips. He thought of his babies and did one final spin, before stopping and doing a sheepish bow. He scuffed one hoof against the ground, feeling self-conscious.

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Her ears perked at the buck's enthusiasm, and Roses in Bloom sat more upright, keen to be a good audience for the young buck. She watched with rapt attention, a glimmer in her eyes as he leapt to and fro, rather graceful and lovely as he went. She had danced once or twice, typically at a festival and by Half Truth's urging, but never in any way so lovely as this. It was little wonder the MotherFather had graced him with such a lovely name.

When he'd finished, Rose thundered her front hooves against the ground enthusiastically, cheering in delight.

"Oh, that was wonderful! Bravo! Very well done!" She crooned, very clearly enthused. Still she remained where she was, gesturing for Tiny Dancer to join her once again.

"Thank you, thank you so much, little one! Please- come here and tell me what it is you wish for your children to come. If I can offer my blessing for it, I would be more than happy to do so for that wondrous performance."

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Tiny beamed at Rose's praise.

"Thank you!" he exclaimed, a bounce in his step as he moved back to join her again. He thought a few moments. What did he wish for his children? Honestly, he'd be happy if they were all just healthy. He could wish for them to like him... but he could work on that on his own.

"I... want them to be healthy" he replied. "I'm sure you've heard that many times, but that is the one thing I cannot control. I could wish for them to be happy, but I will make it so they are happy. I don't have to wish for them to have a talent for dancing, because I'm going to teach them. So.. my wish is simple, but it'd be an honor to have your blessing."

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"Health is a noble and wonderful thing to want for those to come. I care not for originality-
it's the sincerity that means the most to me. And you, dear one, are sincere and loving in your wishes."
There was the hint of a fine mist at the corners of Rose's eyes, just the finest indication of tears. It was so pure and so sincere, she could not help but be moved.

"I will hope for not only their health, but their happiness for you. And that they learn all they can from such a kind and good father," Roses replied, nodding at the little acha.

"And perhaps, just as a selfish little wish for myself, I hope I can meet them and see their lovely dancing, as well!"

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Tiny stared at her in wonder as she spoke. She was so kind and sincere with her words.

"Thank you so much,"

He smiled at Rose, and could just imagine meeting her again with little ones trailing after him. Yes, it would be perfect. They wouldn't be the best dancers at a young age, but a part of him knew she would not mind. And perhaps next time, she could join them in a dance. But he didn't want to push his luck for now.

"Yes, that is a wish that I can make happen," he replied.

For all of his fussing about travel and the dirt and grime he was covered in, Tiny felt content in this moment. If wandering found him here, receiving a blessing from a kind, joyful mare after a dance, perhaps it wasn't so bad to stray a bit off his normal path. This would be yet another experience he would have to pass on to his children.

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Re: ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Yuki's Kin
« Reply #2 on: May 06, 2020, 11:11:06 AM »
Aug 21, 2017 // Blessing : Mere Maybes (WC: 515)

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Frosted had always felt the need for a legacy of some sort. He had many siblings who had not struggled to produce young. His father surely had no problem, for he had many children. But Frosted did not have much luck. He was quiet and stilted. He had an awful time talking to those he knew, let alone strangers. Milkdrinker had been an anomaly of sorts. She was able to stand him long enough for them to create new life. His long-awaited legacy was on the way, and they needed to be perfect. He wanted many healthy children that would grow up to be strong and smart.

His father had mentioned that if he really needed extra assurance, he could seek out a blessing from a fabled legendary. Normally, Frosted would turn his nose up at the idea of actively seeking out a stranger, but this was the future of his bloodline. So here he was, getting hopelessly lost in search of mere maybes.He'd taken to muttering to himself every few steps, in hopes that, if there was a higher being out there, they'd hear his wishes.

"I want strong children. I want healthy children. I want many children." Had become his mantra.

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Something had heard the demands under his breath, every single one of his rather specific, detailed demands. It was curled up, resting like a horrifying coiled shell, from a journey into this part of the swamp, waiting explicitly for him - and only him - to pass. The moment it heard it, it shook out of its meaty circle, and shook out its many little limbs.

As he was getting hopelessly lost, a greater cave worm scuttled out of the brush, on all its little limbs. Little pitter patters on the mud. And then, at the most opportune moment, it rose on (some of) its hind feet, a splay of little limbs.

A splay of little limbs, reaching for him.

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"I want strong children. I want healthy children. I want - worm...?" Frosted halted as a giant cave worm scuttled into view. He couldn't help stepping back with a shiver as it's limbs reached out to him. He was unfamiliar with this creature, for he did not dwell in the underground. He was unsure if it was dangerous, but it was uncomfortably big and leaning towards him. But he could not turn back. He had already explored the area behind him. The worm was blocking the way ahead. Perhaps it was a sign that what he sought was near? A challenge before his reward? That was enough to get him moving. He stomped a hoof on the ground in an effort to scare the creature away.

"I must continue my search. Leave me!" he growled.

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The worm wanted him too, or so it seemed, for it had a strangely keen look on its unmoving insectoid face, mandibles clicking. There was a moment as the little limbs paused, in his hopeful stamp, then it started to fall -

- towards him. A splay of little limbs, reached out as the worm fell to the floor, grabbing and pulling at his front legs.

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"No no no no no" He shuffled back and kicked out his front legs in an effort to dislodge this persistent creature. He did not have time for this. He had to keep moving.

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Somewhere in the middle of curling the trailing back of the worm body around this to-be father, Bitter End was quite delighted. Though it felt slower to maneuver, this form was nice and big, and had many little pointy bits for her to use with impunity, locking around kin and onto herself. He certainly wasn't as frightened as she'd have hoped, per se, a little more annoyed for her taste, but she was amused enough by the insistent struggling. That would do for her.

A harsh whisper rang in his ear as the little limbs stroked over his tail, lovingly, coldly, intimidatingly, What does it matter what you want?

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The worm advanced quite suddenly, wrapping around him. He couldn't suppress the shiver that quaked through him. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.

When the voice rushed through him, he froze. Was this...?

"What I want......." he whispered. No, no, no! He rushed back, pushing the worm from his limbs and kicking up mud. "I want strong children! I want healthy children! I want many children! I want... I want..."

He stared at the... worm? Was it really a worm? It spoke... could it be? No...

But curiosity won.

"What do you want?"

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I want to know - the coiling slowed, but did not stop, why you think what you want, should be what you get? Why is everything you want, for yourself? Why are your children defined by your wants?
The eyes glowed with purpose, affixed onto his stare. if you were to...pass, here, that sweet doe will nevertheless give birth. The children will - one presumes - live on. All, regardless of you, or your wants. So why does it matter what you want?

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His struggles did not cease, but they did settle down considerably as his mind was processing everything.

"I just... I wanted to be sure," he hissed. "That they will be healthy and strong. I wanted to try. What is so wrong with wanting what is best for your children? Tell me."

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The pressure lifted, and there was a mare, reptilian tail swishing, with a nasty sort of laugh.
"I want all children to be strong. I want all children to be healthy." She voiced, raising her eyes up. "And even despite your wants, I want your children to be strong and healthy, because I'm just so magnanimous that way."

She started to depart his side, and turned her head to smile - her mouth was evidently a little wider than regular, and slightly unsettling. "And may they be less self-obsessed than their father."

...and just because she thought that was a really good last word, she sprung off as quickly as she could. Bam! No stranger in the swamp was going to know she was a hypocrite!