Emerald heart [Risqúe]

[Thoxic]

.: Isadora :.

She was not new on this island, far from it, but she was rather unknown, since she much rather cared for herself. Hearing from the start of her life that she was odd, she had been keeping herself away from other horses for a while, even know when the island had a new ruler, one she didn't know of, but he wasn't here.
With calm steps she walked the beach while moonlight was turning the golden sand into silver, and the water to a glittering sea of darkness, caressed by the twinkling light in the small waves. She had grew up here, thus she knew the ways of hiding, even though she was almost certain that her now deceased mother had spread the rumour about her, a mare with her skin covered in green rocks. Never had her mother appreciated her or how she looked. She was a freak.

Although walking in the moonlight, the emeralds on her skin got more of a blue-ish tint, almost like sapphires, there were no doubts that it was luscious green emeralds that scattered her raven-black skin. The biggest one marked her forehead, at the top of the white star she bore, but it was hidden under her long forelock. Even the long mane did hide some gems, but her tail did nothing as it almost dragged on the ground behind her, nothing to hide the sparkling gems on the rest of her body. Even her eyes were a rich emerald green, although they were lonely and sad right now. Her ears flickered every now and then, listening to the sound of the birds and animals in the jungle on her left side, away from the beach she was walking on.

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text The moonlight bore down upon RIsquè, wrapping him in a soft silvery glow. His ears flicked forward, listening for any sounds. Thoughts of Iris ran through his mind, the cute little foal that just adored him. He grinned to himself, weaving through the trees silently. His brown eyes flickered, catching a glimpse of a black pelt- yet, he did not know of any herd members with a black pelt. He snorted, trotting forward into the soft, deep sand. The mare moved along slowly, blue-green sparkles emanating from her pelt. Risk stopped, blinking at the sight. The mare had jewels in her pelt much like birdcatcher spots. He flicked his tail, disappearing into the forest again before picking up pace. He turned out into the sand again, yet this time in front of her. He stood tall, his orbs watching hers as he smiled softly. "Hello," he said quietly, watching her for a reaction. Boy, this one is a looker.

[/color] Risk thought, before introducing himself. "I am Risquè, leader of Kahukura."[/color] Risk said, waiting for her name. "You look familiar, have you been here before?"[/color] He asked, suddenly remembering a foal that had looked somewhat like her on this island. He smiled again, trying to be friendly with the mare. She seemed somewhat lost and he touched his maw to her shoulder softly, before drawing back, wondering if she was going to offer her name.

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Comments- Ohyey, post
Status- Finished
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For- Thoxic // Isadora

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[Thoxic]

.: Isadora :.

Her thoughts had been on much different things when a stallion literally popped out in front of her, coming out from the jungle in front of her. Since she had been so deeply into her thoughts, she had not noticed the sounds of him, and therefor she was caught off guard, coming to a sudden halt as he appeared before her. For her, he wasn't familiar since she had kept herself away from all things social, so she had not seen the new leader of the island yet, and had not planned to do so for a while, if ever. But at the same time, she couldn't stand to leave this island, since she loved it so much, it was her home, and one cannot leave their home behind without a good reason, right? She didn't have that reason, so she stayed.

His comment after his presentation almost amazed her. She looked familiar? Yeah, freaks was hard to forget, even though the case often was that the horse wanted to. She had been bullied even as a filly, the other foals had been at her from day one, as soon as they had seen her decorated skin and seen that her mother didn't do much to protect her from it.
"I was born here... Risqué.."
She talked low and soft, with one of the most beautiful voices you could imagine from a sad, thoughtful mare, but as he touched her, she stepped away a few paces. She wasn't used to be touched, and it was easy to see in those green eyes of hers that she wasn't used to be either touched or talked to. If he had grown up in this island, she was almost sure that he had been one of the those who had looked down on the thin filly that had been her. She didn't recognize him, but she had kept away from all other horses for so long now that she would probably not remember the other ones either. The wonder that this stallion even talked to her, amazed her like nothing else, she was just a bit cautious.
"My name is Isadora."
Still, her voice was soft and low, still speaking and acting like she almost thought that he would lash out at her.

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text The mare stayed deep in thought, watching him for a bit before speaking. 'I was born here… Risquè…' She said softly, and he paused, mindblown by her soft bell like voice. He smiled again, yet as he touched her she backed away a few steps. "I was born here too, lived here my whole life." He lowered his head slightly, swishing his tail nervously. Good, she's an islander. He couldn't stand mainlanders, and their thriving numbers. The silvery sand moved away from his large hooves as he straightened himself and she pulled herself out of her thoughts again. 'My name is Isadora.' The mare said simply, still cautious and wary of him. He smiled, "Isadora, how pretty. It matches you perfectly." He said softly, glancing at her. His audits flicked towards her as his body relaxed, and he watched her lean body move from her deep breathing. Caught in thought again, he let her think, dropping his head and rousing the sand with his maw, lazily looking for any vegetation while waiting for her to do something. . 199 Words Comments- I tried to add some cuteness in der ;D… sorry it's so small x.x Status- Finished Muse- Medium-High For- Thoxic // Isadora

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[Thoxic]

.: Isadora :.

How could she ever describe herself as something else than a freak? She knew she had the personality and the will of doing anything, but her self-esteem for her looks had never even existed.
His comment, that he also was born here, made her think even more that he also had been one of those who had teased and bullied her, everyone younger than two, and even a few of the adults, had picked on her, shovered her around like a toy until she had bitten them back basically. She could take care of herself, but she still didn't like the emeralds, even though they looked beautiful to others, she had never gotten a compliment for them. She knew there were horses like her, mutated, horses that was worse than her, but that didn't change the fact that she had been born on a small island with one herd, were everyone knew everybody, so those who didn't remember her, had certainly heard the rumours about her. Since there were so few horses out her on the island, there were even fewer with mutations.

"Are you here to hurt me? Chase me out of my home?"
She could probably stand being hurt by him, but she didn't want to leave her home, she loved this place with all of her heart, and she never wanted to leave it, even though the would probably blend in better at the mainland, amongst the other mutated horses. But she loved it here, even though no one wanted her.
She started to move, the tide had moved up since they had started talking, and the cold water now touched her pasterns when the water rolled in. She moved with grace while she took a few steps away from the cold water, her hooves moving like they didn't want to touch the wet sand. She wasn't afraid of water, but the thick wet sand was cold and easy to sink into, so she avoided it.
"I've never been an appreciated member of the herd of this island, so I left as soon as I could."
It was said simply, and it wasn't hard to figure out that she had been beaten when she was young, she was very cautious when she talked about the herd, not sure what to think about them anymore, she didn't know why this.. Risqué was here, talking to her, and she really didn't know why he seemed interested in talking with her.

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text Isa didn't speak, her eyes glazed over some-what in thought. He waited, his lids starting to droop sleepily. 'Are you here to hurt me? Chase me out of my home?' She asked suddenly, and he lifted his head, blinking in surprise. "No. No! Why would I do that?" Risk asked, surprise in his voice. He wanted to do the opposite of kick her out. She moved away graceful and the water rolled over their hooves. Risquè was used to the cold water, almost automatically numb to it, yet he moved up with her, he couldn't let her leave. 'I've never been an appreciated member of the herd of this island, so I left as soon as I could.That didn't seem right, she was amazing, Risquè thought of her as a princess when he was a foal, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed as he remembered his huge crush on her. "Isa, I adored you. I was always too shy to talk too you, because I thought you were so amazing. And too see you bullied like that made me furious at them."

[/color] Risk said, his orbs glancing anywhere but into hers, still a bit embarrassed as all these memories flooded back to him. "I… I had a huge crush on you, truth to be told."[/color] He said a bit awkwardly, and even though he hadn't seen her in forever, it was already coming back, and quickly. He smiled softly at her, she was still a princess to him, just as perfect as before.

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Comments- CUTENESS ;D <3
Status- Finished
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For- Thoxic // Isadora

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She didn't comment at first, she was still surprised by the fact that he didn't want to chase her out, so she looked at him, surprised and tipping her head a little to the side.
"Because I'm a freak?"
She just said, simply, as if it was the most simple reason in the world, at least for her.

It was with even more surprise that she watched him as he made a confession, or rather several. Adored? Amazing? Angry because they bullied her? A crush on her? The confessions struck at her heart like electric bolts, making it flutter like the wings on a hummingbird. It was so soothing for her, her whole heart just absorbed it, hungry for positive things in her life. If a horse could brush, she'd be more red than a late sunset. luckily for her, she couldn't blush, but it was easy to see in her eyes how she could barely believe him. It was just the fact that he didn't look directly at her that saved him from her thinking that he lied. If he had lied, he would have been able to look in her eyes, but his gaze flickered everywhere but to hers.
"I... I don't know what to say..."
Her voice was soft again, but this time not sad, but rather.. weak, she didn't know what to say, she had never heard of anyone thinking that much positive things about her, even less heard about someone who had a crush on her.
She moved a little, and the moonlight against he body made the emeralds look like green and blu stars över her body. For a moment, when she moved her head, that big emerald on her forehead got visible.
"It.. it feels great.. I've never heard anyone said anything positive about me.."

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text 'Because I'm a freak?' Her words shy, yet bitter. Risk shook his head in disagreement. Yet as he spilled his confessions, she paused, unable to move or say anything as she watched him. Her eyes brightened, and he swore her heart skipped a beat, and so did his as he smiled softly. 'I… I don't know what to say…' Her voice soft, yet not sad or cautious, it was more… weak like. His thoughts flashed back to when he was a foal, how he would watch her, too shy to go over to say anything, who would like him? Oh, how he adored her. Yet, the bullies, that teased her about those beautiful emeralds that Risk was jealous of. He couldn't stand to see her bullied like that. And yet, when he confronted them about it, it almost broke into a fight, and he didn't want to fight. But, oh how so badly he wanted to stop them yet couldn't. And then she had disappeared. Probably when she had left. The thoughts interrupting the memory. 'It.. it feels great.. I've never heard anyone said anything positive about me..' Risk looked at her in surprise, even though he had witnessed it himself as a foal, it just didn't seem possible. "You deserve everything positive, chéri."

[/color] He said softly, glancing at her nervously again, yet smiling and stepping forward, touching his maw to hers softly.

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Comments- Chéri = darling in french, yet she doesn't speak it xD
Status- Finished
Muse- High
For- Thoxic // Isadora

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.: Isadora :.

His words really did sooth her mind, her ego and everything she was, and yet she had a hard time believing him. Why would anyone, especially the new lead stallion of the herd, come to compliment her? It seemed so.. silly. But she was happier now that she had ever been probably, she felt special.
She didn't question the word he used, some language she didn't know, and she doubted that he would explain, so she didn't ask.

"My life have never been positive Risqué. You're that colt that used to stand in the distant, looking at me from time to time, aren't you?"
She said slowly, her memories of that time coming back to her, memories that she had supressed for a while. Memories of a grey colt, bigger, older than herself, standing in the distance, staring at her as she got bullied, staring at her every time she walked away from them to try and be alone. She had never talked to him, or heard his name, she hadn't really cared at the time, she had just wanted to get away, and she did. As soon as she had been grown enough to handle herself, she had left the herd, going into exile. She didn't know what had happened with her father or mother, but she was guessing that they were dead, especially if this Risqué in front of her was the new leader.

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text 'My life have never been positive Risqué. You're that colt that used to stand in the distant, looking at me from time to time, aren't you?' Risquè ducked his head slightly, he felt bad he never did anything else to stand up for her after that one time they almost abused him. He bit his lip, looking up into her emerald eyes. "Y-yeah, I was. I'm sorry I never did anything. I tried, and they threatened to-" Risk looked away, he didn't want to go on. He sighed, "I feel so bad for what happened to you as a foal, but I swear, I will never let anyone do that to you. Disrespect is not tolerated in this herd." Risquè rested his maw against her neck softly, blowing out of his nostrils before pulling away. He swished his tail and smiled at her, his face slightly shadowed from the silvery moonlight that was now sinking below the horizon, and you could see the slightest slim of orange sunrise on the very edge of the horizon. . 283 Words Comments- MOONLIGHT ROMANCE XD.. babbehsssss x.x Status- Finished Muse- Low-Medium For- Thoxic // Isadora

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[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%;] She actually didn't doubt his words when he told her that he wouldn't let that happen to her again. Yet she was still a little cautious, since she had grown up with that hate. But it actually felt okay when he rested his head on her neck, she actually stood still for once and didn't move away from him. Her thoughts was spacing out a bit though while they stood like that, thinking about what he had said, and about her memories. Memories that she really needed to forget soon, or she'd be driven to leave this island, and she really didn't want to do that. And it sounded like he actually had invited her into the herd again also, so she guessed that she was welcomed there again. As the sun started to show ever so slightly at the horizon, he lifted his head forom her neck and she could finally see him again, and meet his eyes with her own eyes, who were the same color as the gems on her back. Speaking of which, they started to glitter and gleam even more in the rising sunlight, and they had more of a true green color on this light, compared to being almost blue in the moonlight, only the one under her forelock and the ones under her mane was hidden, even if the one on her forehead was the biggest an probably most shimmering one. "I like the sound of being.. sort of respected for once.. Even if it's just by being a herd member."

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=717e7e] "Risk Speech" Risk Thoughts Text 'I like the sound of being.. sort of respected for once.. Even if it's just by being a herd member.'Her words soft, careful, yet sure. He smiled, watching as the jewels on her back started to turn a deep green and sparkle brightly, just like those eyes. Risk thought, their eyes meeting. "You know-" Risk paused, wondering if he should ask this question. The sky was now swirled in soft pastel colors. They blended together perfectly, fading out and highlighting Isa. The emeralds sparkled brightly, and Risk's knees buckled, all those foal memories and feelings flooding back to him. He smiled, looking into her deep, soft, large green eyes. "You could be more then an average herd member."

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. 126 Words

Comments- N'AWWWW<3
Status- Finished
Muse- Medium
For- Thoxic // Isadora

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[atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 500px; height: 700px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%;] Her gaze was almost fixated at the horizon now, it was so beautiful and she couldn't resist looking at those colors. She used to do this every morning, it was a nice way to wake up in the morning actually, and it made her happy, especially now when she had actually gotten compliments from Risqúe. She felt good, more alive than ever, it was an almost arousing feeling actually, like she could conquer anything. When he started talking again, she turned her head against him, flickering her ears and blinking a bit at him in surprise. She had almost gotten used to the thought of being a herd member again, but what was he proposing now? "I could? How?" She said, a bit curious by now, and she tilted her head just an inch to look at him. Her forelock, before hiding her forehead, now hanged to the side she was tilting her head to, and showed those green eyes even more, and they glittered out of curiosity.

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