lover; ROWAN
Posted by micah; on November 29, 2008, 8:41 pm, in reply to "AS THE EARTH TREMBLES; THREAD"
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 He knows what is coming before he even said to her what he thought. And immediately he regrets it, but at the same time he doesn’t. He wants her to know, he can no longer hide what he feels for her. But the way she dances, the way she moves and how she pushes back her earth bringing forth air he begins to worry. The painted stallion hesitates, taking one step back as he watches her shiny-eyed and new he watches her as he always did, a ghost in the wind. His head is thrown back with the burst of wind, chilling and cold as it bites at his skin. His earth reacts so naturally. As bark flows across his skin and he weakends her force is strong within her and his earth holds nothing to her air. Nonetheless he fights it, he fights her as his pushes every last piece of him into his element, into this ability. Eventually the painted stallion stands before her like a tree in the shape of a horse, fully barked to the core, his brown eyes illuminating green, almost glowing like some toxic essence. His mane and tail only vines as the dangle across his shoulders. But no he does not stop as he pushes his shield out, pushes as hard as he can, fighting it, hating every minute of it. He cries out into the night, a mixture of a sob and a scream. His shield pushes outwards expanding fighting as his head ducks to his shoulder, weakened his strength gone he lets the blackness consume him, lets him dangle upon the ridge in the abyss. He does not fight any longer as his shield pulls in slowly, weakly he calls out to her his voice raspy, soft, and still filled with so much emotion. “Rowan…“ It dangles upon a thread as his eyes roll back basking the whites and he falls to the ground, exhausted, alone as he knew he always would be. -- In the night Nimir-raj finds his way to him, yellow eyes gaze down upon the form of Micah, his painted companion. The cat pads around him a warm tongue caressing his face. He purrs lightly before he curls around him. The boy and his cat lay in the moonlight, the cat watching him, waiting for him to awake. -- Eventually he comes around, as they always to. He spits out tasting the bitter coastal sand. The cat jumps to his feet, a low growl entering the air and Micah looks down to him, knowing without even speaking to him what he was thinking. He climbs to his feet and shakes the sand from his coat. Moving towards the ocean he watches the waves as the crash upon the distant reefs. He sighs heavily, wondering, thinking. His heart hurts, again, as it always has. Hopeless. The cat pads to him, sitting beside him gazing into the same ocean. But his head turns as he crawls away from him. Leaving him alone in the darkness, shedding no light upon the rampant hooves he heard in the distance. The cat would watch from afar leaving Micah to settle whatever must be settled. But he feels her earth as his weakly attempts to touch hers, feeling hers so tenderly. Even it does not hate, even it wants to sooth. He watches her as the moonlight brings her to him. He can not hate her for what she has done to him, how she attacked him. A sob escapes his throat as his heart lurches to her, but he does not go to her, he is afraid, he cannot, he will not. And then she says it, she says it back to him and he stands there almost breathless as she touches him, as he wraps herself around him. And he smiles, lovingly into the air as his earth weakly sings and grass begins to grow from the sand and flowers and vines grow from his mane. Almost tired like he closes his eyes as he breathes into her neck. Eventually she pulls away pressing her lips to his forehead. His muzzle grazes her cheek gently as he smiles breathing out her name like whispers. “Rowan..“ A light chuckle escapes as he sighs softly. Rowan, I believe you mended his heart. Nimir-raj pads towards the pair easily through the sand, curving his body around Micahs back leg. His teeth glinting in the darkness as he looks up to the boy. “big softy.“ as laughter rings in Micahs mind he looks back at him smiling, laughing, singing.
M i C A H TEACHER OF SOLIRA. EARTH THREE[BARKSKIN]. SEER.
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