Post by Rinafera Woxwitty III on Feb 24, 2007 18:32:27 GMT -5
OOC: Daisyblade posts in brown, Rina in normal.
*Rinafera's heart pouned as he stood on the Parapet. He gazed over the land with a soft and gentle smile, memories filling in like a waterfall over the mouth of a river. The hare was old, but he seemed so yong. It was very fast, and only two months ago he found his first love. Two hours before the Ceremony, and he stood on the edge of the Fort. Dressed in a formal, almost regal white tunic, the former Captain of Communications at the Long Patrol would soon enter the rank of the wed and married. The tunic had a daisy in the the chest pocket, to symbolize Daisyblade. Smiling, Rinafera could only dream of how Daisyblade would look. They had met near the woods, and the hare had followed his newly found haremaiden to the ports.
It was a moment of great relief for Rinafera, yet a time of great joy. He loved every minute he spent with his fiance, especially when he had asked her to marry him at the very spot he stood on now. The white furred hare watched with his brown eyes as the sun drifted away and the Ceremony Crew set up the candles where it would take place. At a small grove directly outside of the Fort, where Daisyblade had finally said the words Rinafera strived to hear; 'I love you.' Though a tough exterior and warrior appearance clouded most of it, the hare could get vulnerable to emotional situations. This surely qualified as one. He smiled again, and turned his attention the area. Seats lined up, and many guests dressed formerly walked around.
The Guardian was joyful to the point of happy tears, and his brown eyes watered slowly. Wiping them away and shaking it off, he turned and walked away. Daisyblade had done most of the preperations, but Rinafera also wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Strolling through the Fort, his eyes flickered back and forth at the decorations. He watched as the Crew set everything up, and wished he could lend them a paw. His cousin Cragg McFay was to show up, and that would be an 'interesting' event. Cragg was a crazy warrior hare that fought like a madbeast and talked non-stop. He was a Major in the Long Patrol and then a roaming beast who had slain many vermin on the way. Cousin Cragg sure was a character.*
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*Daisyblade stood with her head up high, glaring into the mirror of the quarters' she and her 'Fera' would live in after today. Her dress was magnificent, woven by a true master; herself. Daisyblade Freedom Lovehaven would soon add Woxwitty to her name. She loved dresses, but no bow or quiver could be worn with a dress. It was pure white, with sandals and a veil slightly over her pretty cloud grey eyes. Her silky brown fur could not be covered by the dress, another thing she was happy for. Rich heritage grew in her veins, and her brown fur was just another sign of her Southern pride. Though her accent was not as formal as Rinafera's, her southern accent could still pull out some 'wots' and 'flippin's.'
She left the room, waiting outside the oaken door. The haremaid waited for her sister, Loverly, to show up. This was to be an amazing occasion. Daisyblade finally found true love, and this was to be until death. Today, she would show her love and alleigance to 'Fera.' Walking to the stairs carefully, Daisyblade thought of how incredible a moment it was going to be. The haremaid had planned it to perfection, and her work would pay off. But if she had nothing to her name and nothing to plan, she would marry Rinafera on any occasion. It was to be an eventful day.*
OOC: Daisyblade's section is a bit shorter because I'm still getting use to her character.
EDIT: Bleh, that green is hard to see. *makes it brown*
*Rinafera's heart pouned as he stood on the Parapet. He gazed over the land with a soft and gentle smile, memories filling in like a waterfall over the mouth of a river. The hare was old, but he seemed so yong. It was very fast, and only two months ago he found his first love. Two hours before the Ceremony, and he stood on the edge of the Fort. Dressed in a formal, almost regal white tunic, the former Captain of Communications at the Long Patrol would soon enter the rank of the wed and married. The tunic had a daisy in the the chest pocket, to symbolize Daisyblade. Smiling, Rinafera could only dream of how Daisyblade would look. They had met near the woods, and the hare had followed his newly found haremaiden to the ports.
It was a moment of great relief for Rinafera, yet a time of great joy. He loved every minute he spent with his fiance, especially when he had asked her to marry him at the very spot he stood on now. The white furred hare watched with his brown eyes as the sun drifted away and the Ceremony Crew set up the candles where it would take place. At a small grove directly outside of the Fort, where Daisyblade had finally said the words Rinafera strived to hear; 'I love you.' Though a tough exterior and warrior appearance clouded most of it, the hare could get vulnerable to emotional situations. This surely qualified as one. He smiled again, and turned his attention the area. Seats lined up, and many guests dressed formerly walked around.
The Guardian was joyful to the point of happy tears, and his brown eyes watered slowly. Wiping them away and shaking it off, he turned and walked away. Daisyblade had done most of the preperations, but Rinafera also wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Strolling through the Fort, his eyes flickered back and forth at the decorations. He watched as the Crew set everything up, and wished he could lend them a paw. His cousin Cragg McFay was to show up, and that would be an 'interesting' event. Cragg was a crazy warrior hare that fought like a madbeast and talked non-stop. He was a Major in the Long Patrol and then a roaming beast who had slain many vermin on the way. Cousin Cragg sure was a character.*
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*Daisyblade stood with her head up high, glaring into the mirror of the quarters' she and her 'Fera' would live in after today. Her dress was magnificent, woven by a true master; herself. Daisyblade Freedom Lovehaven would soon add Woxwitty to her name. She loved dresses, but no bow or quiver could be worn with a dress. It was pure white, with sandals and a veil slightly over her pretty cloud grey eyes. Her silky brown fur could not be covered by the dress, another thing she was happy for. Rich heritage grew in her veins, and her brown fur was just another sign of her Southern pride. Though her accent was not as formal as Rinafera's, her southern accent could still pull out some 'wots' and 'flippin's.'
She left the room, waiting outside the oaken door. The haremaid waited for her sister, Loverly, to show up. This was to be an amazing occasion. Daisyblade finally found true love, and this was to be until death. Today, she would show her love and alleigance to 'Fera.' Walking to the stairs carefully, Daisyblade thought of how incredible a moment it was going to be. The haremaid had planned it to perfection, and her work would pay off. But if she had nothing to her name and nothing to plan, she would marry Rinafera on any occasion. It was to be an eventful day.*
OOC: Daisyblade's section is a bit shorter because I'm still getting use to her character.
EDIT: Bleh, that green is hard to see. *makes it brown*