Amaranth
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Post by Amaranth on Nov 17, 2006 18:10:29 GMT -5
((0o I want to poke her.))
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 18:15:12 GMT -5
Aggravated, paws burning, and temper falred, the female digger growled at the candidates, and especially the other Noka kits on the Sands, scraping her large claws on the sand, and stirring up more of it into the air. She turned her bright eyes on the candidates, stalking towards them menacingly. The cross-breed looked on in worry, and purred gently to try and sooth the upset digger. It didn't work. The digger turned and bared her small fangs at the other noka, and continued on her way.
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Post by Amaranth on Nov 17, 2006 18:16:34 GMT -5
Thistlen quirked a brow at the agressive female. She was certainly a personality.
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 18:23:44 GMT -5
The digger turned her anger on Thistlen, hearing her interest as plain as if she had spoken aloud. She growled again, and suddenly the sand was whipped up and thrown at the girl, the digger watching it all swirl as she controled the torrent. The other hatchlings hurried out of the way.
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Post by Amaranth on Nov 17, 2006 18:25:33 GMT -5
Crossing her arms, Thistlen shut her eyes and planted her feet to strengthen her stance. What was sharding wrong with this thing? "Okay," she muttered, barely opening her mouth to keep the sand out, "Quit it. Right now."
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Post by Curth on Nov 17, 2006 18:28:05 GMT -5
The male water dweller was very hungry and Libby started to feed it, what a cute little Noka she thought.
~It's perfectly okay, I'm just glad that you have picked me, you are like the opposite of me.~ said Libby.
Oh, I like your personality. ~Oh, thank you!~ said Libby.
((Thanks so much, two Nokas.))
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 18:30:57 GMT -5
And just as suddenly, it stopped, and the Digger was at her feet, one claw firmly planted on her left foot. Her eyes found Thistlens closed ones.
You. Thistlen, you are my chosen. I am Flair. She said, her tone strong and hot, like he was still upset, only she wasn't, at least, not as much.
ooc// He normal tone is B22222
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Post by Amaranth on Nov 17, 2006 18:37:39 GMT -5
"Uh-uh," Thistlen said, scowling and opening her eyes. "I am not gonna live with a raver!" I am not a raver! Flair said indignantly, beginning to get angry again. "Fine, whatever. But any more incidents like that and it's off," Thistlen insisted, completely oblivious to the fact that Impressions are not temporary. "Do you want me to carry you or are you gonna walk?" I will walk, Flair said, imperiously, and proceeded to do so.
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 18:49:15 GMT -5
Another egg shook, slowly, and hardly noticably. The cracks spreading across its surface were hard to see, and the shells dark and light shades cast the crack itself into shadow. The egg was a light brown colour, with mixing hues of some gold. It split right around its middle, and the little kit inside pushed softly against the top, its eyes, bright green, glimmering through the small space it created.
As that egg cautiously hatched, another, this one a mix of white and brown, made itself known, and being the last, was not to be outdone by any of the others. The top broke off, and a glistening head pushed out, greenish blue eyes glimmering brightly. Wings followed the head, and then the forepaws, as the kit climb vertically out of its secured egg. As it perched atop the egg like some mythical creature, wet wings arched over its body, and its body hunched over its perch, the gender was evident. A male. His fur glistened with egg goo, but it was easily a rich light brown, pure all along his form, up until his wingarms, which were dabbled in a darker hue. He raised his head, sleak and streamlined, but his size suggested he was not, in fact, a Flyer. He was a cross-breed, between a Landwalker and a Flyer. He mewed in a rough rhaspy tone, that just seemed to intensify his mythical appearance.
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 19:14:35 GMT -5
The female Water dweller, after viewing Flairs actions from a safe, clean distance, stood and padded towards the candidates now. With a gentle gaze, she searched through each's personality, stopping as she found she liked none of those who stood for candidacy. She bowed her head, but under the faint chance that their might be someone, she spread her mental net farther, touching against anothers mind. She almost missed it. she drew closer, and softly made her presence in the young girls mind known.
Sasha love, I'm here. Will you take me as your dearest friend? I am Deathaina. She said to her, emitting a love through her gentle, probing thought as she spoke.Her net closed, and she focused purely on Sasha as she raised her head to see the girl for the first time.
ooc// Her normal speaking tone is 8A2BE2.
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Post by Frimblia on Nov 17, 2006 22:22:36 GMT -5
Sasha had wistfully been watching the others, as Kaila did with eager expectation and Filion with uncontainable excitement. It was not her goal to Bond to one of them, as she already had -in her mind- too many Companions. They cute, mine. protested the Tiger Tasyth, in which signs of her pregnancy were beginning to show. Sasha glanced at the Tiger and didn't reply, Sage swooping in to land on her shoulder, as the rest of the fair found perches around her, although Saffron claimed Sasha's head with a croon. She was searching the Noka newborns with her eyes when she felt soemthin touch her mind. She flinched- it didn't seem malignant, but... Then a voice entered her head. Sasha love, I'm here. Will you take me as your dearest friend? I am Deathaina. Her mouth dropped open in surprise, but she quickly founf her voice again. "Deathaina.." A single tear began to trickle down her cheek as she moved towards the Noka Waterdweller kit, Saffron and Sage dismantled with a shriek.
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Post by Anyu on Nov 17, 2006 22:32:07 GMT -5
Ami stared at Equinii in shock. Had she just heard it talk? This had to be a mistake. She was here to see what everyone was staring at, not to impress. "E-excuse me?" She stammered.
I choose you. Equinii repeated, a bit impatiently.
Ami found herself stepping forward, kneeling before the noka. "I don't understand why, though. I am not a candidate, I was just curious about the gathering." She said softly.
You think I made a mistake? The flyer asked, looking at her.
"Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that! Thank you for choosing me, Equinii, I am honored!" The girl replied quickly.
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Post by Anyu on Nov 17, 2006 22:45:41 GMT -5
Cari pushed back her auburn hair, watching the eggs slowly shrink in size. "Noka hatchings are far better than flitt hatchings..." She commented to herself, her gaze following a noka kit for a moment, before flicking to a different one.
Tasia stared in fasination. Behind her, Chapeth hummed loudly still, her eyes swirling with happy blues and greens. "Look at them..." The rider said in awe.
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Post by Krisley on Nov 17, 2006 23:07:18 GMT -5
The female cross-breed took an elegant step forward, turning her head to sweep her gaze down the row of candidates. There, below her ears, were gills. She was truly a creature of air, land, and water. She purred in a deep, thruming tone, spreading out shimmering pale blue wings as she swept her gaze over the humans again. The song rose into a higher, clearer octave, noting her extrordinary beauty, even amung Noka. Her mental net swet outward, softly testing each candidate. She stopped at one, and took a few steps towards Emilia with purpose.
I choose you, Emilia, to be my future rider. I am Raquina. Will you accept? she said suddenly, her voice as soft as the petals of a rose.
The male crossbreed, still hunched over his egg, turned his head slightly, sending his search net out wide. It rested on a single persons mind, and he zeroed in on it, making his presence known within his mind.
Will you be my rider, Filion? I am Neran. His tone was mysterious, and rather dark, and his tendril of thought was shrouded.
ooc// Neran's is 828282, and Raquina's is 8B008B
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Post by Anyu on Nov 17, 2006 23:15:21 GMT -5
((How many are left?))
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