New Circle Forming [CLOSED (With one spot for Mare left)]
Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 5:17 pm
Ok, so Poison, Uni, and I have started putting a circle together. There is no name so far, but we're leaning towards Circle of the Cherished Dreams or something along that line, so please add comments about that. Here's who's in it so far....
Stallions
1. Sparkle-Songhue
2. Pixie-Poison Ivy (PM)
3. Crest-Chidory (PM)
4. West-Chidory (PM)
Mares
1. Amber-Uni (PM)
2. Path-Songhue
3. Sign-Wolfy (PM)
4.
Path stood perfectly still atop the hill, her eyes scanning the ground below her with utter calm. Her golden coat blended perfectly with the patch of sunlight through the filtering trees, her darker markings blending with earth and trees. A gentle breeze played with her short main, the silken whisps of sky swaying lazily across her neck. Alive with color, she was as still as stone.
Sparkle was far from still however, though he stood directly beside her. Gentle blues and purples faded over his hide with bright gold markings dancing randomly over his coat. His own short main was tossed randomly, the sun glinting off of the golden hairs as he pranced in place. He was starting a circle...He and Amber were, really, but he was starting a circle!! He'd finally found a love, and he was finally going to be connected to serians he truely cared for. Hopefully she would show, but in all reality that had nothing to do with their circle. He was always hoping to see her.
Path's motionless lasted through his impatient prancing and nickers, nothing moving save her eyes and her windblown main. She was hoping that Pixie would show, but there was simply no telling. And she couldn't wait forever. Finally she twitched and ear and let her deep, baratone voice ring free and unrestrained, allowing it to carry for miles on end. The thinly spotted valley below them would be a perfect place to meet for the forming of a circle and it was time they bagan.
"Come."
With a happy whinney Sparkle sprung forward beside her, racing down the hill and through the steadily thinning trees. The valley was cool, too cold for his own taste, but it had a good deal of open sun. Trees clustered here and there and though he usually kept to the speckled lights of the shelter he offered he stayed in the sun for the moment. The shadows were a little too complete under those trees. The only thing that stopped him was a rather large river that cut through it's center. This is where the others would come; this is where he'd meet them.
Path herself was motionless once more, listening intently for any sounds of approach. Cold, light, darkness, and water; all areas were covered in this little valley. She didn't know how many would answer her call but with the finding of this one area several could. As Sparkle pranced down below her she scanned her surrnoundings, looking for others in the trees, or light, or even the roaring water. It was only when she saw another approaching that she showed signs of life. A quick, nervous flick of her tail and a bright flash from her tail ring showed that she'd spotted them, even if Sparkle hadn't.
Stallions
1. Sparkle-Songhue
2. Pixie-Poison Ivy (PM)
3. Crest-Chidory (PM)
4. West-Chidory (PM)
Mares
1. Amber-Uni (PM)
2. Path-Songhue
3. Sign-Wolfy (PM)
4.
Path stood perfectly still atop the hill, her eyes scanning the ground below her with utter calm. Her golden coat blended perfectly with the patch of sunlight through the filtering trees, her darker markings blending with earth and trees. A gentle breeze played with her short main, the silken whisps of sky swaying lazily across her neck. Alive with color, she was as still as stone.
Sparkle was far from still however, though he stood directly beside her. Gentle blues and purples faded over his hide with bright gold markings dancing randomly over his coat. His own short main was tossed randomly, the sun glinting off of the golden hairs as he pranced in place. He was starting a circle...He and Amber were, really, but he was starting a circle!! He'd finally found a love, and he was finally going to be connected to serians he truely cared for. Hopefully she would show, but in all reality that had nothing to do with their circle. He was always hoping to see her.
Path's motionless lasted through his impatient prancing and nickers, nothing moving save her eyes and her windblown main. She was hoping that Pixie would show, but there was simply no telling. And she couldn't wait forever. Finally she twitched and ear and let her deep, baratone voice ring free and unrestrained, allowing it to carry for miles on end. The thinly spotted valley below them would be a perfect place to meet for the forming of a circle and it was time they bagan.
"Come."
With a happy whinney Sparkle sprung forward beside her, racing down the hill and through the steadily thinning trees. The valley was cool, too cold for his own taste, but it had a good deal of open sun. Trees clustered here and there and though he usually kept to the speckled lights of the shelter he offered he stayed in the sun for the moment. The shadows were a little too complete under those trees. The only thing that stopped him was a rather large river that cut through it's center. This is where the others would come; this is where he'd meet them.
Path herself was motionless once more, listening intently for any sounds of approach. Cold, light, darkness, and water; all areas were covered in this little valley. She didn't know how many would answer her call but with the finding of this one area several could. As Sparkle pranced down below her she scanned her surrnoundings, looking for others in the trees, or light, or even the roaring water. It was only when she saw another approaching that she showed signs of life. A quick, nervous flick of her tail and a bright flash from her tail ring showed that she'd spotted them, even if Sparkle hadn't.