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A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Chase - 05-09-2018 To put it quite simply, Chase had no fucking clue where he was. One minute he was in a green meadow, and the next he was in this place. It was dark and misty, the air thick with danger. Great. Just where the actual hell am I now? Oh won't this be fun to get out of...
He ignored the nagging feeling of something approaching, instead choosing to walk forward and take his time looking around. It was hard to see, but he'd manage. Everything seemed the same no matter what way he turned, so Chase headed straight. It was a simple little tactic he had picked up from his previous travels. As he walked, he couldn't help but notice how similar everything looked. All the trees he passed looked nearly identical to him, causing him to snort in frustration despite having only walked for a few moments. Displeased, he pressed on. It wasn't until he really looked that he noticed something. "Am I shorter?!" An angry snort escaped him, and he stamped his hooves."What the fuck! Why... Just what is this place?" Chase stood tall as he could to regain his composure, knowing that something else had changed to. It was just a matter of what... Chase The calm before the storm will lure you into a sense of security and it will be your downfall. Asking the rift for... Magic: Offense: When activated, he tethers a chosen equine to him via a "spirit rope" visible to him and those tethered. The longer it's used, the worse it is on his body. He can only use it on those has "claimed" at some point either by their emotional connection to him or mating them. Item: A small flower he'll keep in his mane that, when sniffed, induces a mare's heat. OOC: Its a little weird for me to be playing a character like this since I wouldn't normally, but I wanted to experiment. Please be patient with me and don't hate him too much, okay? RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Valkyrie - 05-10-2018
Note: For clarity, Valkyrie is currently cursed - physically she appears as a stallion, cannot remember why she hates men, and views others as the opposite gender. RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Chase - 05-10-2018 Chase turned his head towards the blatant insult calmly, keeping his anger masked with relaxed features. He was faced with a stallion less than a hand shorter than he currently was, and quite the sight for one. Had he been a she, he might have cared. His scent was off though, different from a typical male's. It's probably just this land. He forgot the thought as he faced the stallion full on.
"No. I do not throw tantrums. If I had, I likely would have bucked a tree or two by now. I was just startled... I'm different for some reason, and I feel it may have to do with these woods... If you wouldn't mind, where are we?" If he wanted any information, he felt as though he was best off being polite for the time being. No sense fighting when there were no mares to impress, and even less sense in fighting when this stallion could very well be his way out of this odd place. Perhaps, he thought, he can help me change back? The thought didn't please him as much as he had imagined it would. Here was a possible solution, and he... He almost didn't want to go. There was something about this strange forest, calling to him. It made him feel restless, though he didn't let it show. Maybe, just maybe, he might prefer it here. Chase The calm before the storm will lure you into a sense of security and it will be your downfall. RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Valkyrie - 05-10-2018
Note: For clarity, Valkyrie is currently cursed - physically she appears as a stallion, cannot remember why she hates men, and views others as the opposite gender. Also, Vynter gave her a bead http://riftrpg.net/showthread.php?tid=1063 that alters her body language to favour males. RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Chase - 05-10-2018 Chase was confused by this stallion to say the least. He sauntered in here laughing at Chase's misfortune, then changes his demeanor in nearly an instant? Just what was going through that dove-coat's mind?
Nevertheless, Chase kept his regal position. His eyes wandered over the equine ahead lazily, more out of curiosity than anything as he listened to him speak. I guess he wasn't the only one changed by this land... I wonder what he used to be like... More importantly, just what had he gone through to say such a thing? Chase's eyes flickered with something he couldn't place. Not fear, but... Dread? Uncertainty, maybe? It was new to him. Where he was from, everything was laid out before this feet and ready for him to take. Now, he was sure he'd have to fight for his place. Not that he wouldn't enjoy a challenge... The grin was what caught Chase's attention again. Despite only knowing the stallion for a few moments, he felt as though such a look was unlike him. "What are you searching for?" He had caught the cold eyes of the male ahead of him looking around behind his figure, and was hesitant to turn around. He felt the dark chill of a wolf lurking, waiting for it's chance to strike with the kind of expression his acquaintance was wearing. Could he even be referred to as an acquaintance, if they did not share their names? Chase didn't much care as he searched the pale horse for some kind of clue... Something that told him more about the horse before him or the thing behind him. A look of pure curiosity caressed his features as he observed closely, memorizing what he could. The toned shape of his near white figure, the items he carried and wore, the odd wings behind his ears... Something was off in the way he acted, and Chase sure as hell wanted to know what. Chase The calm before the storm will lure you into a sense of security and it will be your downfall. @Valkyrie RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Rift Presence - 05-10-2018 the Rift
You come to the Rift ripe with magic and items, and the moment you fall through the doorstep the Rift is upon you. It’s a dark shadow, like a stain in your peripheral vision, something you can’t look straight at but you know that it’s there. It searches, flipping through every little inch of you as it sweeps up the things it can take. And oh, it is starving when it finds your magic and the item. It devours the magic wholly, then satisfied enough to take only the enchantment on the item. And then it leaves you be, to become who you once were in a new land. | ACCEPTANCE NOTES : Chase | Magic: The Rift is greedy and steals your magic. Items: It also takes the enchantment from the item. I guess the Rift really didn’t like Chase ;-; the Item loses it’s enchantment, but remains a flower he can keep in his mane. Just link that he obtained it here in his profile! You can also trial to get his magic back and the enchantment on the item! Welcome to the Rift! :) RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Valkyrie - 05-13-2018
Notes for clarity: - Valkyrie was cursed here. Physically she appears as a stallion, cannot remember why she hates men, and views others as the opposite gender. - Vynter gave her a bead here that alters her body language to favour males. RE: A Wolf Cloaked In Wool - Chase - 05-13-2018 Not a breath after having spoken, Chase was swarmed. A darkness clouded the edges of his vision, unable to be seen head on. The feeling on his skin was unmistakably cold, a beast made only from hunger. It was formless, and yet, Chase felt like he was being search... Torn in to, stripped bare and utterly powerless against the beast he couldn't touch.
He was vaguely aware of the pale stallion ahead speaking, only to then turn and move to leave. Chase tried to find what was after him, to regain some sort of control and dominance over his own body. He twisted, kicking and refusing to stop fighting. Then, it was gone. Retreating into the trees again as if it was never there, unbothered by his attempts to harm it. Whatever it was, Chase didn't like it. He felt bare, like something was missing. Although annoyed, Chase only glared as the other stallion made his retreat, deciding he'd follow the scent as his way out. Chase The calm before the storm will lure you into a sense of security and it will be your downfall. @Valkyrie This will be his exit, unless you have something else to say. |