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Post by Accalia on Jan 29, 2014 22:39:03 GMT
Muripye frolicked and leaped in his new found body; Muripye was occupying a small brown male foals fragile, developing frame. His soul was strong and so Muripye would have to enjoy the feeling of soft mud beneath his hooves whilst it lasted because she would be evicted from this form sooner then most other forms. This particular foal was born brave and courageous with a strong sense of instinct, and so Muripye never felt scared nor afraid of not knowing what to eat or how to conduct ones self amount the other of its kind. Muripye's appearance was exactly as the foal appeared before he dominated its body, apart from a small set of tiny blue runes beneath his stomach. These runes read "I will always be the same;be I red or blue or green, I will always be yours." But it was in a language no one ever learnt, only Muripye was created with the knowledge of this language and only Muripye had the knowledge of body hopping; on earth that was. Muripye's back legs flicked up with joy as he ran around the forest, dodging between trees and leaping over logs, he would occasionally hear his mothers cautious call and instincts would drive him to hustle back to her side, to safety. The foal grazed by his mothers side, annoyed at being called back from his fervently felt joy. He whinnied, showing his mother the way he felt at the fact of being denied fun. His mother snorted in reply, humoured by the amount of pleasure the foal managed and required to find in the almost eerie forest. She reluctantly let her small child run off into the depths of joy once again rapidly changing direction to avoid a series of trees. Muripye continued to dodge and leap, listening to the beautiful song the forest players him, trying to move in time to the ever changing notes and rhythm. He lowered his head, edging himself to go faster, feeling the wind whisper morals and stories past his ears, but they were in a language Muripye was not created with the knowledge with one to learn, but the earths elements had always fascinated Muripye. Suddenly the line of endless obstacles stopped and a glade with long grass and swaying flowers displayed its self infront of Muripye's eyes, he gad never seen such a beautiful place before, in subtlety it was gorgeous and delicate. As Muripye's eyes scanned the new found haven he spotted a dip in the moving beauty. He walked briskly towards where he anticipated a horror to show its self, but instead as he poked his long face from inside the grass he saw a large pond. Muripye had never experienced seeing a reflection, he had of course experienced seeing himself but never from the bodies perspective. The whole consent fasinated him and he remained there for quite some time, staring into the foals deep mahogany eyes, losing himself in his thoughts. Muripye heard the approach of something or one behind him, or rather the foal did. His ears highly sensitive system screamed at him to run back to mother for safety, out of fear for this strange thing, but Muripye was not bothered, he was too enveloped in his thoughts to really care. He ignored the instincts and his whole body almost, but he knew that he would be in danger if he left his body, there were always things to fear, especially when Muripye possessed no form. Ignoring his foals instincts was difficult, even for him and so more then half his mind was dedicated to keeping his foal at bay and letting the Muripye out from behind the restrictions. Muripye still had half a brain unoccupied and so started asking himself questions.
"Why am I here?" "Does anyone care?" " Will anyone ever care?" All sorts of questions passed through his mind, Muripye never had a time limit as he was not limited to one form. The sounds around him helped lull him into a relaxed state of mind as he continued to go through the same questions over and over.
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Post by Leto on Jan 31, 2014 19:03:20 GMT
It was always smart to heed ones instincts, especially the instincts of others with senses more acute than your own. Each step was calculated with care, even each down press of paw upon the soil was done with utmost caution; no predator wanted to startle the prey at least not until one got within a certain range. The foal was being uncharacteristically obnoxious, or maybe the hellhound was lucky today and he would get an easy meal.
However just as he sprang from the bushes aiming zeroing in on the back of the foal he suddenly froze, he couldn’t move and barely look around; it was as if he had been encased in solidified quicksand. That was when he saw it, out the corner of his eye approached the figure, he stood out against the dim light of the underbrush, markings on covering the feline-like creatures body seemed to glow with their own light.
The hellhound wanted to get out of this trap, something about this creature sent a chill running down his spine. But he couldn’t speak; his heart was going 200 beats per second in pure fear. The field eventually dissipated but before he had as much hit the ground he felt himself lifted into the air, eyes darted to the odd feline he could see the aura of almost purple fire encasing the feline, that was the last he saw before a crippling pain gripped his entire body, for the brief second he would be aware of it, it felt like he was torn inside out.
Suddenly the hound exploded leaving behind nothing but a fine reddish mist, ice blue eyes turned towards the foal as the purple fire-like aura dissipated. The dark blue bioluminescent felid didn’t say anything at first he just stared at the foal, the only movement was the steady rise and fall of his chest, small slits along the chest as side of his ribs opened and closed in rhythm with his breathing.
"Let him go!" the words that left the felid creatures lips were harsh, almost demanding... the foal had nearly died due to another's carelessness. Lycurgus wouldn't stand for it.
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Post by Accalia on Jan 31, 2014 19:38:06 GMT
Muripye was still going through his many thoughts as he saw the hellhound trapped behind him. He slowly backed away, his bony foal legs shaking with the fear and adrenaline of almost losing its life, Muripye his self was proud and strong, not quivering at all, he had experienced many scenarios including death, but that was purely out of experience.
As he watched the hound lift into the air, watching his chest move up and down rapidly, his eyes darting towards the purple mist encased feline... Or was it feline...? He was puzzled by this creature, he had never seen any of its kind before, but before he could question this being further air lifted the mane and hair along his his body making it stand on end, suddenly the hound had exploded and nothing of him was left.
Muripye was completely baffled by this beings powers. When he heard the feline talking about letting him go, he was also confused by his intentions, he should be hunting him, not saving him....
Muripye slowly back away from the strange and unusual figure, the foal inside him fainted from panic long ago, if it had been it in this stimulation he would have passed away from a heart attack. Muripye though was simply unsure of what to do, he wanted to change form and run into the distance, but didn't want this feline to have knowledge of his powers. Muripye thought for a while his eyes still large and unknowing
"Who.....What?.........why..... Why did you save me?" Muripye stuttered with a slight tongue roll, because his form was not used to speaking.
Muripye stared long and hard at the being trying to decipher what it was that made him feel so at ease yet on edge at the same time when in this beings presence. Muripye guessed it was because it was a new form and left it at that, but was not fully content with his answer.
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Post by Leto on Feb 1, 2014 13:12:06 GMT
The krajiin was silent just staring at the foal, that wasn’t actually a foal… or rather it was a foal but it wasn’t alone. “I didn’t save you.” He retorted as the other stammered the question, in truth he had no intentions of saving this entity but rather saved the foal which this entity so carelessly had put in harm’s way. “Let him go.” The demand from earlier was repeated, this entity should leave the foal’s body and stop tormenting it.
“You’ve done enough harm to him as it is.” His head lowered to the height of his shoulders as he stared down the creature. He was getting a little impatient with this creature or whatever it now was, honestly Lycurgus didn’t really care what this entity was he only sought to stop it’s tormenting of a child. Possessing another creature’s body without consent was a severe breach of law, the krajiin would see it undone; however he didn’t want to kill to entity, nor hurt the foal but if it wouldn’t comply he’d have to drive it out by force.
“I don’t want to hurt you, much less the foal. But if you don’t comply I’ll force you out.” His voice although stern was not angry, it was a warning but he held no animosity towards the entity he was just protecting the child.
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Post by Accalia on Feb 1, 2014 13:26:36 GMT
Muripye just giggled "There is no way to force me out, apart from if you are the soul of the form I posses, and I must always posses another's form as I have none of my own." The foals face saddened as he said the final part of his sentence. "if you prefer I can...." He trailed off, he had said too much already.
"You don't think you did enough harm yourself, you interfered with the circle of that hounds life, he died an unnatural death because of you." Muripye began to become defensive.
The foal tried to puff his chest out but wasn't very successful, "Why do you care so much about one form?" this being was completely infuriating and confusing Muripye, suddenly he lost control as the foal pushed him from his body and he was exposed in mid air as his light blue ghost form, he stood there paralysed.
Muripye was hovering in mid air, no other forms close by; he was destined to hover there, hoping the other animal didn't become too aggressive to swipe him away. "I am not a normal animal, I am not from this planet. Whoever.... Whatever you have no concern over what I do, I am simply living jumping from life to life for the rest of my existence." Muripye was now sad but the sadness was slowly transforming into anger once more.
"Let me go live in peace; I have been doing this for longer then you have existed. So go do you police business some place else, let me learn about these beings alone and in solitude."
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