First Steps . [Written] // Closed

[Pad Thai]

Risquè & Cyril

Risk watched his son bounce forward, small fluffy tail wagging much like an excited dogs'. His ears flicked back as he heard someone calling for him- it seemed urgent. He snorted in frustration, he couldn't get there fast enough with Cyril, but Cyril shouldn't be on his own. His eyes flickered back to Cyril, the spines that connected much like fins were already starting to grow from his spine, tail base, and hocks, and randomly placed. Small butts at the ears suggested horns too. The colt sneezed, approaching the whale bones. "Son, I'll be right back." Risk said, before sighing and galloping off.

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Cyril's bicolored eyes scanned the giant whale skeleton, and he sneezed, the wind tickling his nose. His back ached slightly, and he shook, unsure of what it was. His fuzzy tail paused when he heard his fathers voice 'son, I'll be right back.' Where was he going? Cyril whipped around but he was already disappearing into the trees. His body shook slightly, was he coming back? He turned back to the skeleton, approaching it and touching his little maw to it. It groaned in the wind, and a smile flew across his face. He reared up shakily, striking the skeleton with his small sharp hooves.

A nagging voice reached his ears, and he turned to look. A older filly- his half sister, was walking towards him. He pinned his ears, turning away from her. Since day one she had bossed him around. He flicked his tail, nose held high. He would be better then her one day. He was the heir. He would take his fathers place once he was older, and he was super excited about that. Even though his father was okay with mainlanders sometimes, the thought of them sickened Cyril. Those dirty, selfish things would come no where near Kahukura when he was Chief. If one of his horses took a trip to the mainland, they would have to beg to be allowed back in. He didn't want anyone going there. But god, father had done something with one, whose stomach had grown with pregnancy. If father 'supposedly' didn't like mainlanders, then what had he done?!

Cyril tossed his head, he didn't need to worry about his future or fathers' herd, he was only a week old for that matter. He turned sharply, stumbling to the ground, his balance still a little unsteady. He huffed and hoisted himself back up, shaking the sand from his dark coat.

. 423 Words

Comments- HolycrapCyrilgivesmemuse<3
Status- Finished
Muse- High
For- Written // Iris

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Iris was in a joyful trot when she had heard that her new coming sibling had been a boy. A heir! A wonderful heir!! She couldn't stop babbling on to her mother about how great it will be to finally have a brother. She spotted her brother rather quickly with the whale bones, she walked up to him. "Hello Brother!" She said with a smile, only to get a reply of pinned ears.
Somehow, the yearling thought that constantly reminding the foal that he was going to die was going to annoy the foal over and over again. But somehow, she felt that it was necessary to tell him so he didn't hurt himself.
When he fell, she couldn't help but lung forward. "Don't fall over! You can hurt your legs easily at this age!" She left off the dying part. Cause it was too much for him at the moment, learning so much things, at such little time, it might not be comforting to learn of the word dieing. she didn't like the word, nor did she like the meaning of it.
Iris let a snort go through her nose, waiting for Cyril to do at least something.

Watching the two siblings was amusing a tiny bit. Sitka called out for him when she quickly left the two to run around and do whatever they were going to do as siblings. Sitka waited silently for Risk to come from wherever he was.

[Pad Thai]

Cyril

Hello brother! Cyril's sister said, and he pinned his ears, turning away from her, but as he fell she lurched forward, fear flashing through her eyes and she smothered him, 'Don't fall over! You can hurt your legs easily at this age!' she screeched, and Cy rolled his eyes. "Sister, I'm fine. Go bug someone else!" Cy said in a snappy voice, glaring at her.

Cy weaved through the ribs of the skeleton, careful not to bump the delicate sacred bones. He twisted his small dark form through the thin spaces, daring himself to go faster. His small hooves worked quickly, flashing in and out of his view until he reached the end, stumbled out the end of the whale. He smirked, turning and flaunting over to his sister. "Bet you can't do that as fast as me, and look, I survived." Cyril had developed a stubborn and sarcastic tone from birth, and he didn't really like Iris's mother, who had visited the mainland. Yet, thats the only reason why.

"Your mother visited the mainland. She didn't stay on the islands like a real islander!" Cyril would say when she really annoyed him, hopefully he wouldn't have to say that today, because even though he didn't fond over Iris- seeing her face crack like that made him feel bad. His focus returned to the present, and he bumped into Iris as he passed, snorting and kicking up sand as he bolted away from her, laughing as the wind blew over his small body, stretching his legs further and further, his hooves clacking together as he ran.

. 282 Words

Comments- Yuh, Cy is developing a stubborn personality I thinks. :B
Status- Finished
Muse- Medium/High
For- Written // Iris

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The words slightly took her back a moment. She'd love her brother like no one else, her first little brother. She thought that maybe he would return it back. But all she got was a angry comment about how she worried about him.
When he weaved through the bones with a smirk on his face, Iris stood tall, her head up high and her nostrils flared. His response immediately coming out of the bones
"Bet you can't do that as fast as me, and look, I survived."
Iris let another breath of air go through her nostrils, not quite a snort, but close to it.
"I can't anymore, I used to do that all the time." She said flaunting it with her head raised up high.
"Besides I have much more important things then walking through the whale bones. Also you should respect the bones! Since you will be the King of this island with the coming of years!"
Iris paused letting her neck go down from its high raised height.
"Besides, your children and one day my children will stand their vigil in these whale bones!"
She watching Cyril with curious eyes as it looked like he thought of something. The first time she met him was with her Mother, and the moment he heard she had grown up mostly on the Mainland, Cyril had taken a great disinterest upon her. He had also confronted her about her mother when he was greatly
annoyed. It caused great pain to Iris to be the only daughter of a mainlander... Was something wrong with her because of it? Is this why Cyril looked different? Just like that foal named Greer, he was also different..
Iris was also broken out of her thoughts, but later than Cyril, when he bumped her, she automatically turned her body in a 90 degree turn, and sprinted up catching up with him. Young as he may be... He is incredibly fast for his age...
Maybe he's a feather, since the wind is blowing more than usual today.


OOC: - insert Squeals about how much she's loving Cyril- XD

[Pad Thai]

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