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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 6:35 pm
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Whiteflower turned first. Cure didn't think much of it until Moonflower had also turned, the lioness stopping entirely. The male followed suit, and unable to just walk on and leave his 'bodyguards' behind, the Kiokote turned his head to see what had caught their attention.
...mm. Okay. That was new.
His One and Two, he had raised when he was younger. He hadn't had one just join him, yet, but he supposed there was a first time for everything. "They wont eat you," he told the foxbun, as if it could understand him as well as his two lions. "You're free to tag along or ride with us, but don't jump on Moonflower's back." The lioness rumbled softly at Cure's words.
He looked at the two, who, seeing the Kiokote wasn't under duress, promptly turned back around in tandem and continued onwards. Cure dipped his head to indicate the foxbun should do the same and continued his walk, falling back into his own thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 6:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 6:53 pm
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He might have given mind that the foxbun did, in fact, seem to understand him - but he was, understandably, preoccupied. His lions didn't seem bothered, so Cure himself saw no reason to be bothered in turn; they walked in silence, a strangely shaped but no less tight pride, an odd escort to the small horned creature.
Who was, quite suddenly, in front of him.
Cure's thoughts turned from his own mortality as a father to the little beastling cantering in front of him, raising his ridged brows. "Need a ride already? Your legs are so small, agile, but you must get tired easy." Without breaking his stride, he lowered his nose to the little creature so it might scramble up to his mane or back, if it desired. He certainly didn't expect anything else. "Forgive me. I'm not talkative on a good day, and I've much on my mind." A thoughtful pause passed between them. "May you never know the accident of family, mm? Boggling, it is."
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 4:00 pm
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The Kiokote blinked his amber eye in profile at the Legendary, and after a moment of consideration, he took a few steps forwards, stopped, and instead tucked his legs beneath himself and laid down as carefully as he could. Cure knew about Legendaries and he wasn't exactly star-struck, but what was he supposed to do with one clinging to his neck?
"My mother told me of your kind. She met one - a foxbun, no less - when she was pregnant with my brethren." He might have actually continued on, but true to his word, he didn't want to talk too much and, knowing what the foxbun was, wasting her time seemed not like the best idea.
Making a soft sound, he again turned his head, though he couldn't see the little one on his neck. "This was not planned, Legendary. The only help I could ask for is that they don't lose their way, given the trials they will face." He paused again before nodding to himself. He wouldn't wish anything on them that they could not develop themselves, but a little help certainly couldn't hurt.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 4:10 pm
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And with those words she jumped off his back, moving in front of his face and giving him two big bright eyes, nodding her head. And with that she transformed into a mare, golden eyes glowing and kneeling just like him, her head slightly bowed as she was looking at him. Feeling a bit humbled, herself, to be in this form in front of this stoic kiokote.
"My name is Bare Trees, and what you ask -- is yours." she smiled soft. "They will grow strong and wise, and they will not lose their way as long as they follow the will of the MotherFather." she paused, nodding her head. "So do not be troubled anymore."
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 4:16 pm
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And then there she was: a beautiful mare with the most magnificent crown of antlers he'd ever seen. Her eyes glowed as brightly as her cheeks, and for once, Cure felt what he surmised was...humility.
"I am Cure," he responded quietly, "and if you are ever in need of my namesake, I imagine you can find me better than I you." He scarcely noted his guards that had backed up several feet, both of them laying down; a submissive gesture to a greater force than even their master. "Thank you. For your time, for -- your blessing. My future children thank you." And they would, because he was their father, and he said so.
A brow lifted slightly, realizing he had internally referred to himself as a father. He supposed the blessing worked both ways, then - to the children, and the parents that conceived them.
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