forum The Dark Soul And Her Horse // romance // oxo // very much closed

Started December 24, 2019 by @saor_illust school

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So… I'm starting yet another rp. So let me explain the plot I had in mind. I've been dying to do a rp that involved horses for awhile, but wasn't sure how to start. I was doing some surfing on pinterest, and I found this image and got inspired, seeing a pin of a horse as well, not long after. Basically, there's this person (who I'll be playing) and she's been through a lot of trauma, which has essentially cased her up, so to speak. For the longest time, she's been closed off to the outside world, only doing what was necessary to continue through life, while spending time with her horse, Snow. {Also, I'm just writing this on the spot so forgive me if something doesn't make sense.}

New paragraph because I'd like to separate the parts of my ideas. My idea for this rp has two separate parts. There's the first part, which is the paragraph above, which explains my character a bit. Now, the other character (the one you'll be playing) is the one that will be the other part of this romance rp. I'd prefer this to be fxf, but I'm fine if it's fxm too. So, I saw this on pinterest like a minute ago, but I spent a minute typing everything else out because I'd like this to make as much sense as possible, and I got another idea. What if- your character is running through the woods like that, and while riding Snow, my character bumps into yours, and your character persistently tries to get through to my character, and coincidently, they bump into each other several times. Actually more like quite frequently (lol) but you probably get the point.

Alright. Here are the rules: All of andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules, obviously. Standard stuff, you can swear, but not too too much, no one-liners if you can, and I'll put up a template if someone's interested.

ALSO ALSO PLEASE READ THIS: As an afterthought, I want to put this here - yes, your character may also own a horse if you want. They don't have to be running through the words, but they can be cantering through the woods. (Not galloping because I have had first-hand experience with riding horses, and let me tell you – a gallop is really, really, really fast.)

This seems interesting, and I haven't done fxf for ages so may I?

(Warning, I'm really excited for this so prepare yourself) YAYYY SOMEONE IS INTERESTED IN THIS (okay i'm done now lol)

Yes, of course!

aha all good and thank you :D (fair warning i is christmas for me tomorrow so if I disappear tomorrow then I'm sorry lol)

(Also I found a better image for Snow: https://pin.it/6kh75mvrt4irez)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Any Pets?:
Backstory: (optional. don't worry about doing this if you don't want to, i'm probably not going to, but i might)
Other:

No problem! (That's fine! I'm currently on Christmas vacation right now so I'm mostly available, but not always)

yeah I'm on summer hols so I have a lot of free time lol, gimme a min and I'll fill the temp out

Nice lol.
And okii, take your time!

Name: Eira (no last name)
Age: 20
Gender: female
Sexuality: lesbian
Appearance: https://pin.it/4qxznv3wplstox with these eyes: https://pin.it/omypnlzs766snn
Personality: Eira didn't always use to be so closed off. In fact, there used to be a time when she was carefree and happy, social even. But after a tragic event, well, actually several tragic events, Eira slowly started to put up a wall. She told everyone she didn't care about them. And to those who persisted in trying to stay with her, she basically told them that she wouldn't care if they went and killed themselves. Now, Eira prefers to be alone, riding Snow, and hanging out in her house by the fireplace with her cat Mirella. She avoids questions as much as possible, and hates violence, though she hates even more when others won't leave her alone.
Any Pets?: (I couldn't resist, okay?) In addition to her horse, Snow, she also owns a pet cat whose name is Mirella and looks like this: https://pin.it/wk73dvzn2soo6b
Backstory: (optional. don't worry about doing this if you don't want to, i'm probably not going to, but i might) {Thought about this for awhile, but decided I gave plenty of background in the Personality section, so~}
Other: –

Name: Catrin Rayfall
Age: uh i dunno how old you want them to be so… 20?
Gender: female
Sexuality: bi-sexual, leans towards women
Appearance: Catrin has very, striking white hair. Like, pure white. Her roots are darker, though but the rest of her hair is white. It falls to just above her waist and is slightly wavy. She has very pale skin with undertones of pink, freckles littering her skin and across her face. She has pale, pink lips and a button nose. She has bright, hazelnut eyes that almost seem to glow in the sun that are rimmed with back with black specks throughout. She has long lashes. She is fairly tall, around 5'8. She is super skinny as well. Catrin wears a lot of black, black dresses, black capes, black boots and shoes, black shirts. The only other colour she'll wear is navy blue.
Personality: Catrin is very… harsh. She comes off as angry but she really isn't. She is a strong woman, kind of like an evil queen sort of figure. Loves violence and will fight. Loves pain. She is a softie on the inside, kind and caring to the very, very few people she actually likes. She doesn't like running from her fears, preferring them to face them straight on. She is very soft with kids and birds, two of the thing that bring her joy in her life. Doesn't get scared often, but when she does it's bad. If someone can actually get into her heart, or if she likes you, she'll go to the ends of the earth for you and will love you with all that she has.
Any Pets?: she has a black crow called Illiard.
Backstory: Grew up in a noble household, had a younger sister called Lillian but she died when she was fairly young. Um, develop the rest lol.
Other: none

(Haha you got the age range spot on!)
Also, Catrin is amazing! I love her character!

aha thank you! I wanna get to know Eira better, the poor bean

You're welcome!

Are we ready to start?

Yep!

(Yay!)
Eira sighed deeply as she rode through the forest. She forced herself to look at the beautiful scenery around her, as the snow fell. She didn't relax, but she didn't feel as tense anymore, and her mood was significantly better. She was startled out of her thoughts as Snow snorted, quite loudly in the broken silence. "You okay there?" she asked Snow, not expecting an answer of any kind.

Catrin ran. Her boots crunched isn’t he fallen snow, her back cape billowing behind her. She couldn’t go back. Not now, not ever. She was making a fair bit of noise, twigs snapping and her breathing heavy. She was too wrapped up in her own head and the situation to realise there was someone else in the forest.

Snow snorted again, but this time, he wasn't sneezing. Instead, he stopped and turned his head to look up at Eira, as if to say, Do I look okay? Eira sighed, saying, "Okay, okay, come on then," squeezing his sides gently to let him know she wanted him to start walking again. As he did, she noticed a dark figure in the distance coming closer, but she ignored it, as she really wasn't in the mood for social interaction. But then again, was she ever nowadays?

(Quick question, what year is this set in? Like modern, medieval ect. Also, is swearing okay?)

She didn’t know how far away they were, how far away the man she was supposed to marry was. Catrin hoped she lost them in the woods, but she was never too sure with these things. She heard a distance squawk. Illiad, at least he was safe. Catrin noticed the figure then. She never liked accepting helping, but just this once she knew she needed to accept it. Pushing her legs faster, she sprinted towards them.

(Yup! Swearing is totally okay, just not like literally every single word. And I was thinking that it wasn't too too modern. So kind of like in the past, but kinda modernized? Like not necessarily having all the things we have today. So I guess what I'm saying is like a today but without all the fancy laptops and cellphones we have today.)

The dark figure got closer, and closer, until Eira could see their dark cape billowing behind them. She urged Snow into a trot, and then a canter, as she really didn't want to talk to them. She forced her eyes to stay focused on the road ahead, though the curiousity she had inside her wanted so badly to turn her head to see the figure.

(Okay cool)

Catrin stumbled a little, looking shins her for a moment before back to the horse rider up ahead. She could see the horse now, a beautiful animal. Illiad swooped down and flew near her, letting out a few more squawks to hopefully try and gain the persons attention. She was still a little far away, but gaining ever closer. They just needed to stop.

A black crow circling around her was really getting in her way. She couldn't reach up a hand to swat the bird away, and she couldn't dodge it with her head, either. She needed to keep her focus, or else she wouldn't be able to tell what Snow was going to do. As much as she hated to do it, Eira knew that her only safe option was to stop and deal with the bird at a halt. Slowly, she brought Snow to a halt and reached up a hand to swat at the bird overhead, putting the reins in her other hand.

"Don't hurt him! Please!" Begging. She was begging now. But, if it was for Illiad, she didn't care. Not now. Illiad managed to swerve away from the person's attack, flying back to his owner who, wasn't too far away now. Close enough that Catrin's shouting could be easily heard. Her wide eyes could probably be noticed now, too.

Eira paused and looked over at the figure. A girl. White hair. Pale skin. But what was most noticeable about the new girl was the fact that the girl was wearing all black. Black boots, black cape, black shirt, black pants. She narrowed her eyes, saying, "Who are you?"

Catrin stopped a little ways away from the horse and the girl, panting. Illiad landed on her shoulder, ruffling his feathers, "My name is Catrin. Catrin Rayfall. I'm sorry to ask but I need your help." She hoped whoever this woman was had some level of decency, could sense her fear.

Snow gave a small whinny, impatient to keep moving. "I know, I know boy. It won't be long until we're on our way," she whispered to him, leaning down to do so, and scratched his neck affectionately. Eira turned back to Catrin, her eyes still narrowed. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't help you," she said coldly, not even bothering to ask what kind of help Catrin needed.