Caught amid limestone caves and meandering streams, Jewelled Creek is a mystery, full of spires of rock and ancient trees.

THE ORIGINAL GANGSTER
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Posted on March 19, 2010 at 00:10:01 AM by capone

XY |Nine Years | 16.1 hh | Hybrid Fire V – Light I | Ruby – Aquamarine | Two Hundred and One Tokens She returned his smile easily, which stopped his negative thoughts in their tracks. There was no need to fear the future right now. Capone knew he should focus on the present, on the occurrences right now, in this moment. There was no use in worrying that someday he would hurt her. For today, he had given her a home, and she was grateful. Something she had not known in quite some time, though Capone did not know how long it had really been. And he would do his very best to protect her from harm, to keep from hurting her, to be her friend and guardian. He would do his best, and that was all he could promise anyone. Including himself. As she spoke, her voice soft and low, even in this enclosed space which usually sent sounds echoing, bouncing off the stone around them. He nodded his head happily. It was then that her vision came, and he stood in silent respect until the glaze in her eyes had gone and she had returned to the caves. As I mentioned previously, he did not feel it was polite to intrude on her thoughts, to ask what she saw. And so he stood silently, dark eyes watching her in awe. And she saw the question in his eyes, as though she had known him for years, and he welcomed the caress she placed across his cheek. It had been so long since he had physically touched another being. He knew in that moment that this was right. That it had been meant to be, decided by the fates. She was meant to come here, and save him from himself. Inky ears twitched as she spoke, her soft words whispered into his ears, her breath tickling his face. We will name her Arizona. It took a moment for the meaning of the words to sink in, and when he realized she had spoken of a child, their child, his smile broadened. She had seen their daughter. He would finally have another child to father. And perhaps this time he would do it right. Perhaps this daughter would not disappear, or come to hate him. He could make it right this time. He did not say another word on the matter; she would see the emotion on his face easily enough. Instead he returned the subject to the little tour of her new home. Let’s get looking around shall we? You need to choose your personal chambers. In a moment, the flames from the ceiling had traveled down, twisting and turning in a neat line, leading them towards the closest tunnel, Capone started towards it, following the light. The shadows in the main chamber grew and pulsed as the fire moved away. He knew she would follow him, and as he moved, his hooves tapping rhythmically across the marbled floor, he spoke to her, explaining. You see, this main chamber is the largest and is generally the area where the herd gathers to talk and socialize. But these tunnels lead to smaller, cozier chambers, for solitude, sleeping. This is a wonderful place for children to grow up, they have so much to explore. The light in his eyes had returned. She had saved him. She had given him hope. He would get his second chance, thanks to her. Everything was going to be alright. [ooc - wraps up this thread nicely <33] C A P O N E Father To Many whom no longer call these lands home. Blood Rain x Gemini

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