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♫
                                              I'll Swim And Sail On Savage Seas, With Ne'er A Fear Of Drowning

                      And Gladly Ride The Waves Of Life, If You Will Marry Me ♫



Elain's heart sang as the muscular stag strode towards her, his kind features pulled into a gentle grin that even the fawn in her womb couldn't help but react to.
The unborn foal kicked and twisted weakly in the confines of it's flesh-y cage, eager to see the world about it, but alas, the babe was not yet ready. Elain gave a sweet hum of laughter before leaning her muzzle next to her swollen belly and whispered sweet nothings to her second love,"Shhhh, love. You're almost here, just another day or so, my little one."
The stag, a medium-heavy hart by the name of Th'un, smiled appraisingly at his mate's belly and gave a tender lick to her ear,"A child, no doubt they will be quite the little storm chaser." The content doe returned the affection with a lick of her own before settling her heavy form down in the shade of a bush. "Yes, love. Our little storm chaser seems to be quite energetic. I can hardly wait for them to arrive."



♫
                                        No Scorching Sun, Nor Freezing Cold Will Stop Me On My Journey

                                               If You Will Promise Me Your Heart And Love Me For Eternity ♫



The slender doe turned away from the males flocking her mate, tears staining her cheeks as her tail whipped about behind her. How could he be so pig-headed? Did Th'un not love her as he'd claimed the night they'd mated to one another? Was she just another doe to him?
Elain choked back the sob clawing at her throat and slowly, meandered away from the noisy group, taking deep, shaky breaths to calm herself. She hated what those other stags filled Th'un's head with, those lies of stags being greater than does. All were equal before the gods, so why couldn't it be so here in the Isles?
Shaking away these thoughts, Elain gave one last huff before returning to the thicket she and Th'un shared, knowing she still loved the stag.



♫ My Dearest One, My Darling Dear, Your Mighty Words Astound Me

                                            But I've No Need Of Mighty Deeds When I feel Your Arms Around Me ♫



"Oh love! How much longer until he comes? Our little storm chaser, surely he's ready to come out now," Th'un greeted his grazing mate, a playful hop in his step.
Elain's ears cocked in confusion as she looked to her love quizically,"'He'?" "Yes! Oh, Elain, it simply must be a colt! No filly could be so rambunctious and playful in your womb. The other stags agreed and said that was how they knew their foals were bucks," he spoke matter-o-factly, not realizing the anger bristling from the once good tempered doe.
"And what if it's a filly, Th'un? What will you do then? As far as I'm concerned, the gender of our child will not affect my love for them, and it most certainly should be the same for you," she barked in the large stag's face, a dangerous seriousness ringing in her voice.



♫ But I Would Bring You Rings Of Gold, I'd Even Sing You Poetry

                                                  And I Would Keep You From all Harm If You Would Stay Beside Me ♫



Heaving and dashing for all she was worth, Elain made her way through the forest towards Point Danger, her hopes set on finding refuge there. Her dear, her darling love, he was no longer the same stag she'd met the previous summer. He was cold and heartless, and even had the gall to threaten the doe baring his fawn if the foal was born a filly. No, even if her child was a colt, he would not be raised this way!
The doe made the mistake of chancing a look over her shoulder and almost imediately tumbled to the ground, crying out in pain as she hurriedly tried to pick herselff up, only to fall back down.
Her delicate ankle was twisted, but thankfully not broken, however now she was alone, unprotected, and unable to run away.



♫ I Have No Use For Rings Of Gold, I Care Not For Your Poetry

                                                  I Only Want Your Hand To Hold, I Only Want You Near Me ♫



Slowly, and ever so carefully, a slender doe limped her way towards the shore, swollen belly in tow and eyes constantly scaning for predators. Soon she would birth, and soon the scent of it would melt into the air like an invisible beacon to summon hoards of dangerous creatures, ones that would eat both her and her sweet love.

In the blink of an eye, a storm began to brew and gnashed through the brush violently, almost seeming to try and pull Elain from the little cover she had.

At the edge of the treeline Elain hesitated, wide eyes nervously looking out at the exposed beach before her as the furious wind sought to pull her out of hiding. As one last gust nearly knocked her off her hooves, Elain gave in and settled in the cooling sand, relaxing in the midst of the growing storm.



♫ To Love And Kiss, To Sweetly Hold, For The Dancing And The Dreaming

                                                  Through All My Sorrows And All My Nights I'll keep Your love Inside Me ♫



Why had the wind coaxed her out into the open? She was vulnerable here, and a gentle rain had begun to sprinkle as her contractions came.

The doe bit back her bleats, hoping it would be enough to hide her from the carniverous beasts who wished to devour prey such as herself. The birthing pains were incredible and almost had Elain reeling, but somehow she made it through after many long minutes of pushing. So tired she was that she almost had forgotten her love until a tender bleat reached her ears.

Joy took hold and extinguished her exhaustion, and Elain quickly took to cleaning her babe, motherly instincts taking her over.

Suddenly the storm quieted and the sun broke through the clouds to greet the newborn child.



Valka of Windborne

General Information

Name: Valka ["VAUL-KAH"]

Name Meaning: Strong; Healthy

Gender: Doe; Hind

Age: Newborn

Date of Birth: Year 749 of the New Age; Late Summer

Projected Height: 8hh

Type: Medium-light

Build: Slender and agile with lithe muscles and smooth fur

Genotype: Ee/AA/ChCh/Ff/fwfw/nRx

Phenotype: Amber Champagne Fawn

Eye Color: Amber

Mane Color/Style: A warm brown that fades out to an almost amber color; Silky smooth with volumes of lovely curls

Design Sheet: #1

Intended Use: TWI

Herd/Rank: Windborne; Wonderer

Aspirations/Goals: To explore every inch of The Western Isles and become an healer well taught in all the herds' herd lore.

Bloodline: Pure Windborne

Magic Type: Storm

Speed: 5 [Basic Level]
Stamina: 3 [Basic Level]
Strength: 1 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 15 points max)
Experience: 0

Magic: 0

Herb Lore: 0

Personality

Cheerful | Optimistic | Kind | Naive | Curious | Friendly | Eccentric

Cheerful

Valka always seems to have a happy vibe about her, and has the energy to show it. She can make others smile with her contageous attitude and seems to know just what to say or do to make another fawn laugh.

Optimistic

Valka is ever positive, even when faced with hatefulness or negativity. She's constantly bringing up the good sides of bad situations and never looses hope.

Kind

Almost to the point of being a push over, Valka is kind. Her heart goes out to those in need, especially those who refuse to ask for help and she makes a point of aiding others as best she can.

Naive

Through her positivity, this young filly lacks wise judgement. She's not stupid by any means, but she tends to make decisions that could ultimately hurt her in the future while aiding those she deems in-need. She is inexperienced and has no inkling of herd dynamics, thus living close to others is forign to her.

Curious

Valka loves to discover the unknown, especially when it baffles her mind. She's always seeking that which she has not discovered, whether it be the secret to immortality, or exploring the seaside coves for adventure.

Friendly
Warm and tender, Valka can easily gain friends as well as strike up conversations with complete strangers. Her demeanor draws others near and makes them feel comfortable.

Eccentric

Valka can sometimes be a bit wild with her ideals and is perfectly comfortable speaking them in public. She can often be seen thinking out loud or speaking about the other herds as if they were some fascinating creature to be discovered.

Family Tree

Kalel[NPC] ~x~ Ingrid[NPC]       Morbuk[NPC] ~x~ Cella[NPC]

    |____________________|
Elain(Mother/General Herd Member)[NPC]    ~x~   Th'un(Father/General Herd Member)[NPC]

̄̒

|____________________|

|

Valka

Mate: None [Too Young]

Current Love Interest: None [Too Young]

Progeny: None [Too Young]

Siblings: None

Breeding: Closed [Too Young]

Character Sample:

"Mother, who is my father," a curious Valka asked her mother, large amber eyes looking up to the light brown doe expectantly. Elain nearly double-took at the inquery, but managed to keep her composure as she muled an answer over in her head. Her sweet little Valka was too innocent to know the truth, too young to understand the dynamic sexist conflicts in Windborne. A lie would tide her over, just a small one. "Duathail is your father, my child. For he blessed me with you on a suddenly stormy day. He delivered you to me and watched us closely when you were born, for not a single predator came to take you," she smiled to the two month old filly.

Valka knew well the tale of Duathail, for it was her favorite story to hear her mother tell. The Storm God, a mighty stag who tamed the wind and rain to do his bidding, all because of a single plant. The filly herself longed to eat such a plant so she too could control the wind and sky, but Elain always reminded her child not to be too eager, for her time would come before she knew it.

A thrill ran through the lass as she leapt about with a giggle, completely ignorant of the impossibility of her mother's words. Without another word, Valka shot off along the beach, wind blowing through her mane in a harsh, yet comforting way. Her heart beat in tune with the plashing waves and her mind ran wild. She could see it now, the large stag running with her in the wind. She could almost here his whispers and her heart sang like a bird in spring.

However, her trance was soon broken at her mother's call for her to return. And so the joyous little filly did, She danced on slender legs back to the warmth of her mother and nuzzled happily against the soft doe.

Misc.

Voice Actor: Kelly Macdonald
Theme Song: Puirt-A-Beul Set: Ribinnean Riomhach- by Julie Fowlis
Character Notes:
↠ Valka believes with all of her heart that Duathail is truly her father and is too naive and headstrong to realise such is impossible.
↠ Valka and her mother live on the coast of Cockle Bay between Windhaven and Point Danger.
↠ Valka has very seldom been around other fawns and never interacted with a herd, thus she has no grasp of herd dynamics or custums.

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Done! That's it! I quit! Dx It took me FOREVER to finish this! Both art and info!

-curls up in a corner to hide-

I honestly feel super accomplished with this piece(never put so much detail into my bgs before) and was trying to get a sureal/dream-like look with it, so hopefully it came out that way. -crosses fingers-

To all my rp partners, this what has been taking up all my time(as well as being sick), but now I'm free and will have replies up soon!

Description

♫
                                              I'll Swim And Sail On Savage Seas, With Ne'er A Fear Of Drowning

                      And Gladly Ride The Waves Of Life, If You Will Marry Me ♫



Elain's heart sang as the muscular stag strode towards her, his kind features pulled into a gentle grin that even the fawn in her womb couldn't help but react to.
The unborn foal kicked and twisted weakly in the confines of it's flesh-y cage, eager to see the world about it, but alas, the babe was not yet ready. Elain gave a sweet hum of laughter before leaning her muzzle next to her swollen belly and whispered sweet nothings to her second love,"Shhhh, love. You're almost here, just another day or so, my little one."
The stag, a medium-heavy hart by the name of Th'un, smiled appraisingly at his mate's belly and gave a tender lick to her ear,"A child, no doubt they will be quite the little storm chaser." The content doe returned the affection with a lick of her own before settling her heavy form down in the shade of a bush. "Yes, love. Our little storm chaser seems to be quite energetic. I can hardly wait for them to arrive."



♫
                                        No Scorching Sun, Nor Freezing Cold Will Stop Me On My Journey

                                               If You Will Promise Me Your Heart And Love Me For Eternity ♫



The slender doe turned away from the males flocking her mate, tears staining her cheeks as her tail whipped about behind her. How could he be so pig-headed? Did Th'un not love her as he'd claimed the night they'd mated to one another? Was she just another doe to him?
Elain choked back the sob clawing at her throat and slowly, meandered away from the noisy group, taking deep, shaky breaths to calm herself. She hated what those other stags filled Th'un's head with, those lies of stags being greater than does. All were equal before the gods, so why couldn't it be so here in the Isles?
Shaking away these thoughts, Elain gave one last huff before returning to the thicket she and Th'un shared, knowing she still loved the stag.



♫ My Dearest One, My Darling Dear, Your Mighty Words Astound Me

                                            But I've No Need Of Mighty Deeds When I feel Your Arms Around Me ♫



"Oh love! How much longer until he comes? Our little storm chaser, surely he's ready to come out now," Th'un greeted his grazing mate, a playful hop in his step.
Elain's ears cocked in confusion as she looked to her love quizically,"'He'?" "Yes! Oh, Elain, it simply must be a colt! No filly could be so rambunctious and playful in your womb. The other stags agreed and said that was how they knew their foals were bucks," he spoke matter-o-factly, not realizing the anger bristling from the once good tempered doe.
"And what if it's a filly, Th'un? What will you do then? As far as I'm concerned, the gender of our child will not affect my love for them, and it most certainly should be the same for you," she barked in the large stag's face, a dangerous seriousness ringing in her voice.



♫ But I Would Bring You Rings Of Gold, I'd Even Sing You Poetry

                                                  And I Would Keep You From all Harm If You Would Stay Beside Me ♫



Heaving and dashing for all she was worth, Elain made her way through the forest towards Point Danger, her hopes set on finding refuge there. Her dear, her darling love, he was no longer the same stag she'd met the previous summer. He was cold and heartless, and even had the gall to threaten the doe baring his fawn if the foal was born a filly. No, even if her child was a colt, he would not be raised this way!
The doe made the mistake of chancing a look over her shoulder and almost imediately tumbled to the ground, crying out in pain as she hurriedly tried to pick herselff up, only to fall back down.
Her delicate ankle was twisted, but thankfully not broken, however now she was alone, unprotected, and unable to run away.



♫ I Have No Use For Rings Of Gold, I Care Not For Your Poetry

                                                  I Only Want Your Hand To Hold, I Only Want You Near Me ♫



Slowly, and ever so carefully, a slender doe limped her way towards the shore, swollen belly in tow and eyes constantly scaning for predators. Soon she would birth, and soon the scent of it would melt into the air like an invisible beacon to summon hoards of dangerous creatures, ones that would eat both her and her sweet love.

In the blink of an eye, a storm began to brew and gnashed through the brush violently, almost seeming to try and pull Elain from the little cover she had.

At the edge of the treeline Elain hesitated, wide eyes nervously looking out at the exposed beach before her as the furious wind sought to pull her out of hiding. As one last gust nearly knocked her off her hooves, Elain gave in and settled in the cooling sand, relaxing in the midst of the growing storm.



♫ To Love And Kiss, To Sweetly Hold, For The Dancing And The Dreaming

                                                  Through All My Sorrows And All My Nights I'll keep Your love Inside Me ♫



Why had the wind coaxed her out into the open? She was vulnerable here, and a gentle rain had begun to sprinkle as her contractions came.

The doe bit back her bleats, hoping it would be enough to hide her from the carniverous beasts who wished to devour prey such as herself. The birthing pains were incredible and almost had Elain reeling, but somehow she made it through after many long minutes of pushing. So tired she was that she almost had forgotten her love until a tender bleat reached her ears.

Joy took hold and extinguished her exhaustion, and Elain quickly took to cleaning her babe, motherly instincts taking her over.

Suddenly the storm quieted and the sun broke through the clouds to greet the newborn child.



Valka of Windborne

General Information

Name: Valka ["VAUL-KAH"]

Name Meaning: Strong; Healthy

Gender: Doe; Hind

Age: Newborn

Date of Birth: Year 749 of the New Age; Late Summer

Projected Height: 8hh

Type: Medium-light

Build: Slender and agile with lithe muscles and smooth fur

Genotype: Ee/AA/ChCh/Ff/fwfw/nRx

Phenotype: Amber Champagne Fawn

Eye Color: Amber

Mane Color/Style: A warm brown that fades out to an almost amber color; Silky smooth with volumes of lovely curls

Design Sheet: #1

Intended Use: TWI

Herd/Rank: Windborne; Wonderer

Aspirations/Goals: To explore every inch of The Western Isles and become an healer well taught in all the herds' herd lore.

Bloodline: Pure Windborne

Magic Type: Storm

Speed: 5 [Basic Level]
Stamina: 3 [Basic Level]
Strength: 1 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 15 points max)
Experience: 0

Magic: 0

Herb Lore: 0

Personality

Cheerful | Optimistic | Kind | Naive | Curious | Friendly | Eccentric

Cheerful

Valka always seems to have a happy vibe about her, and has the energy to show it. She can make others smile with her contageous attitude and seems to know just what to say or do to make another fawn laugh.

Optimistic

Valka is ever positive, even when faced with hatefulness or negativity. She's constantly bringing up the good sides of bad situations and never looses hope.

Kind

Almost to the point of being a push over, Valka is kind. Her heart goes out to those in need, especially those who refuse to ask for help and she makes a point of aiding others as best she can.

Naive

Through her positivity, this young filly lacks wise judgement. She's not stupid by any means, but she tends to make decisions that could ultimately hurt her in the future while aiding those she deems in-need. She is inexperienced and has no inkling of herd dynamics, thus living close to others is forign to her.

Curious

Valka loves to discover the unknown, especially when it baffles her mind. She's always seeking that which she has not discovered, whether it be the secret to immortality, or exploring the seaside coves for adventure.

Friendly
Warm and tender, Valka can easily gain friends as well as strike up conversations with complete strangers. Her demeanor draws others near and makes them feel comfortable.

Eccentric

Valka can sometimes be a bit wild with her ideals and is perfectly comfortable speaking them in public. She can often be seen thinking out loud or speaking about the other herds as if they were some fascinating creature to be discovered.

Family Tree

Kalel[NPC] ~x~ Ingrid[NPC]       Morbuk[NPC] ~x~ Cella[NPC]

    |____________________|
Elain(Mother/General Herd Member)[NPC]    ~x~   Th'un(Father/General Herd Member)[NPC]

̄̒

|____________________|

|

Valka

Mate: None [Too Young]

Current Love Interest: None [Too Young]

Progeny: None [Too Young]

Siblings: None

Breeding: Closed [Too Young]

Character Sample:

"Mother, who is my father," a curious Valka asked her mother, large amber eyes looking up to the light brown doe expectantly. Elain nearly double-took at the inquery, but managed to keep her composure as she muled an answer over in her head. Her sweet little Valka was too innocent to know the truth, too young to understand the dynamic sexist conflicts in Windborne. A lie would tide her over, just a small one. "Duathail is your father, my child. For he blessed me with you on a suddenly stormy day. He delivered you to me and watched us closely when you were born, for not a single predator came to take you," she smiled to the two month old filly.

Valka knew well the tale of Duathail, for it was her favorite story to hear her mother tell. The Storm God, a mighty stag who tamed the wind and rain to do his bidding, all because of a single plant. The filly herself longed to eat such a plant so she too could control the wind and sky, but Elain always reminded her child not to be too eager, for her time would come before she knew it.

A thrill ran through the lass as she leapt about with a giggle, completely ignorant of the impossibility of her mother's words. Without another word, Valka shot off along the beach, wind blowing through her mane in a harsh, yet comforting way. Her heart beat in tune with the plashing waves and her mind ran wild. She could see it now, the large stag running with her in the wind. She could almost here his whispers and her heart sang like a bird in spring.

However, her trance was soon broken at her mother's call for her to return. And so the joyous little filly did, She danced on slender legs back to the warmth of her mother and nuzzled happily against the soft doe.

Misc.

Voice Actor: Kelly Macdonald
Theme Song: Puirt-A-Beul Set: Ribinnean Riomhach- by Julie Fowlis
Character Notes:
↠ Valka believes with all of her heart that Duathail is truly her father and is too naive and headstrong to realise such is impossible.
↠ Valka and her mother live on the coast of Cockle Bay between Windhaven and Point Danger.
↠ Valka has very seldom been around other fawns and never interacted with a herd, thus she has no grasp of herd dynamics or custums.

--------

Done! That's it! I quit! Dx It took me FOREVER to finish this! Both art and info!

-curls up in a corner to hide-

I honestly feel super accomplished with this piece(never put so much detail into my bgs before) and was trying to get a sureal/dream-like look with it, so hopefully it came out that way. -crosses fingers-

To all my rp partners, this what has been taking up all my time(as well as being sick), but now I'm free and will have replies up soon!