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"Alright, so whoever wins has to walk them cool?" The blond boy stated, wanting confirmation from the brown haired male.

"Yup. But, there's no question. I'm gonna win." Came his answer.

"Pfft." The blond boy grinned good naturally, turning the dark bay horse he sat upon around.

"Charge!" At the call, both boys began yelling and kicking, driving the two large horses to the other side of the clearing. The blonde's dark bay beat the brown haired boy's shorter palomino by a head. The boy laughed loudly, dismounting. Both horses and boys were covered with sweat, which is why they'd chosen to stop here. After a few hours ride through the forest's natural trails, the spring nearby looked inviting. But, first the horses would need to be cooled. Happily, the slim male handed the reins of the bay to the other boy. "Make sure they are perfectly cool, Damian!" He teased lightly. They didn't get to go riding often, but Vanyel loved going with his best friend. It was always an inviting change from the dirty city he lived in. He hated it, but he'd needed a job and was starting up in college. Coming back to the small town he'd been raised in was coming home, pure and simple. That city would never be his home.

His friend didn't look pleased, but had taken the reins, and stared off, flanked by two horses breathing heavily. He was kicking at rocks and clumps of grass as he moved, mumbling about cheaters. Vanyel shook his head and grinned. He turned back to the stream, and, leaving his clothes on, Vanyel plunged into the water, emerging dripping wet, but safe from the sun that had been beating on them for hours. No doubt Damian would plunge in while stripping, calling Vanyel a prude the entire time. He huffed, and laid down on the ground, stretching out. Such a hot day. He'd wished they'd brought some food, but they had been in such a hurry. Next stop: The blackberry bushes.


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Appearance: Jay and Flinn Scion ((Jay is the one with silver hair, the good one, and Flinn is the one with dark hair, the bad one))

Jay looked around as contemplated what he had to do in the coming days. He was to turn 21 in a mere few months, and by then either him or his twin brother, Flinn, would assume the throne that their father had left him when he had passed on. However, there was just one tiny, small thing that they had to do. They had to find their true mate. A true mate was chosen by destiny and the stars rather than by blood relatives, and was always chosen during the naming ceremony that took place right after someone was born.

There were many people that would have rather seen himself than Flinn take over leadership of the country since he had always been loving and fair to his people, unlike Flinn who was merciless. Donning on some clothing so that he looked semi-presentable he left his room and went to the observatory where he had been summoned by the royal seer. The royal seer was the one that had told him and his brother their fortunes when they were born.

Heading up the flights to the observatory he was glad that he was in shape, since had he not been he would have never made it up the many fights of stairs. Once there he saw the scraggly old man standing there as he stared towards the clouds with a chart in his hands. Coughing a little to announce that he was there the other male looked at him and fumbled, but managed to get into a low bow. "You wished to see me," asked Jay as he glanced at the other."Why yes," replied the seer. "We have much to discuss. Come sit down if you would be so kind." Jay sat down at on a wooden chair that was in front of a rather large desk. He figured that the other wanted to discuss his father's health with him, since the other male hadn't been doing so well as of late, and when he would be assuming the throne. However, he would have to wait for the other to speak again.

((I will enter the other brother in the next post. Also I figured I would break my intro post into two pieces since it would get rather lengthy)).

(That's just fine. This is gonna be fun! Choices!!!! :squee: )

As predicted, Damian plunged in the water once the horses were cool. He was hollering and splashing around within minutes, while Vanyel grinned on the bank. He chewed a long strand of grass slowly, loosening the girth on the horses before tugging the saddles off, setting them carefully on low hanging branches of nearby trees. The thick blankets were folded in half and set on the ground. Then the bridles were slipped off and hung as well, before the blond removed the two lead ropes they had attached to the saddles, and hooked it to the halters the horses had on under the bridles. They were tied to nearby trees, the lead ropes hanging loose. Not all horses could be tied like that, but Polaris and Flight had been trained by his family...if the lead ropes wrapped around their hooves they would stand still under unwrapped instead of panicking.

Finally, he was able to get down to business. "You're gonna scare the fish away completely!" He shouted to the yelling boy. Damian grinned, before climbing from the lake and tugging his jeans on. The two friends quickly put together the fishing poles and took a seat next to the lake, Vanyel selecting another blade of grass. He did most of the fishing, and Damian kept cracking random jokes.

Jay continued to sit there as he saw the old seer make his way to the other chair that was across the table. Once the other was there the seer began telling him the story of his birth. He knew all that. It was a miracle that he and he brother had been born. Their mother was told that she would never be able to bear the current king any children, but then something miraculous happened. She gave birth to two healthy happy twins. He knew all of this. He was reminded every time he and his brother had a birthday. "Okay," replied Jay as he glanced at the other. "Please, I have a meeting to get to if you would please tell me why you have called me here." He didn't want to be rude to the other, but he needed to get to another meeting, this one being with his father and the war counsel. They were to talk strategies about a possibly skirmish that could happen."I know that you know all of that, but do you remember what I told you about you finding a mate?" Jay had to think for a moment. He hadn't much talked about this with his father or his mother, let alone the original seer. "No," replied Jay flatly.

"Idiot!"declared the seer. "Then again I suppose that you would have not remembered from way back when. I told you that your mate was in the mortal realm, and that you had to find him and claim him before your 21st birthday.""Ya, ya," replied Jay. "I know all that." He knew that his mate was in the mortal realm, and that he had to be claimed before he turned 21. "Tell me something that I don't know." Jay thought for a moment, and then it clicked. Whoever made claim on the person would get the right as king after their father passed on, and everybody knew that Jay was the favorite. "You're right," exclaimed Jay as he stood up. "I need to get going right away. I turn 21 in less than 3 months." Racing out of the room he ran down the flight of stairs, and missed the shadow that was lurking underneath the stairs." Interesting," said a male voice that belonged to someone that looked a lot like Jay as he too made his way down the stairs as well.

((Gah, color changes= death)).

(Lmao. That is why is no longer deal with them! I wasn't sure what else to put for the post. Sorry!)

The two boy's continued on for a while, the summer sun beating down on their bare skin. They each had a string of fish, though Vanyel had supplied most of them. Eventually, however, the sky began to become overcast. Clearly, it was a summer storm, common in this area. They would come suddenly and quickly, rain beating down on whoever was unfortunate enough to get caught in it.

Quickly, the boy began taking their poles apart, placing them on the packs behind their saddles. There was no way in the world they would make it back in time, but it was far to easy to get lost in the deep forest while raining. They began throwing the saddles on the horses, hanging the string of fish off the saddles. Talking and smiles were gone in the face of the storm, and within fifteen minutes the boy's had mounted and turned the beasts towards the trails.

The pair had stared down the trails. The smaller palomino was behind the dark bay, and Vanyel glanced behind him, shouting to be heard over the loud wind. "This isn't good. Polaris is spooked and wants to get home..." As he spoke, the Tennessee walked began high stepping, the quick pace his breed was named for. Vanyel struggled to hold him back, not wanting his horse to get hurt trying to outrun the storm.

Before Damian could answer, there was a huge crash in front of them. Damian was yelling something about lightning, but Vanyel wasn't able to answer. The noise had spooked the horses, and Vanyel had been taken off guard, and was falling. The palomino had pushed past the bay, and was making a dash towards home, Damian trying in vain to hold the beast back. A natural herd animal, Polaris followed, taking flight and leaving his master groaning on the ground.

Rain began to pour. Just as Vanyel had though, it was pouring, beating down. Something warm and sticky traveled down his face, getting washed away by the rain. He lifted a hand to his head, to peer at his blood before it was rinsed from his hand. He groaned, and moved under a large tree, glancing around and shivering. Nearby, the trees that the lightning had hit were torn and ripped, though they hadn't exploded and didn't have the right gash for lightning. Upon closer inspection, it looked as if something was laying underneath them in a big bundle. Ignoring his throbbing head, Vanyel moved to the tree, rolling the bundle over to eye the boy in front of him. Puzzled, Vanyel squinted his face, wrinkling his nose and looking up. How in the world had this happened? Licking his lips, Vanyel patted the boy's cheek. "H-hey...wake up..." He tried, not wanting the male to stay asleep. What if he was seriously hurt or had a concussion.

The blond boy sighed in relief when the boy spoke. He shifted, sitting back a bit, eying the boy. He had rather long hair, and seemed far too pretty for a boy, though the lack of a chest indicated his gender. "I...I don't wanna move you just yet. I don't understand what happened. It's like you flew into that tree..." He stopped rambling, looking for blood from the male. "A-are you alright? Anything hurt?"

He paused to let the male answer, then figured if he could keep him talking, it could help if the male was damaged at all. "What were you doing on foot all the way out here? That's never a good idea during storm season...I'm Vanyel...who are you?"

Vanyel listened as the other spoke, and automatically glanced at the foot. He didn't want to check. He was no doctor, but most likely, as soon as the storm stopped, a group would come out. He'd be able to transport the man back to his house and get him some medical attention. What the man said was puzzled, but Vanyel didn't try to figure it out at the moment, more worried about the man's condition.

"Scion? Huh..." Vanyel offered the boy a smile, though his eyes were still closed. "Pretty cool name. Much better than La'Arc. I'm jealous." He paused, thinking of ways to keep the male talking. "What are you doing in this small town? You don't talk like you're from here...and there's not much to see."

"Oh, really?" Vanyel glanced out from the tree cover. The rain had lessened. These storms were like that, appearing suddenly, creating a giant downpour, then vanishing, leaving everything glinting and clean. "The storm will end soon, then it will just be a little while until help comes, maybe an hour or two, okay?" He spoke to the male, before continuing with what the man had said.

"So, you're looking for someone?" He repeated. "I grew up here, and not many new people come here, so I can probably help. I'm not sure why you were looking in these woods for them, but if you let me know who they are, I can take you there as soon as we get you fixed up..."

There was a rather long pause before Vanyel responded. "Uhm, okay. I understand...you really need to find the person. So, what this person's name?" He was talking rather slowly, starting to think the boy was either seriously hurt, or maybe a bit slow in the head. "I'm sure even I don't know them, we can track them down pretty quickly.

The rain had slowed to a drizzle, Vanyel noted happily. Since it was so low, if Damian had made it home already, there would be a team of horses on their way, with both of the boy's families riding. "Alright...I guess our rescue party will be on their way. So, Jay...where are you from?"

Vayel jerked away, accidentally dropping the had that he was cradling. He gave a wince as the boy's head hit the ground, and quickly began cradling it again. Surely he'd heard wrong. It had sounded like Jay had said 'You'. Frowning, the boy glanced upwards, wanting the rain to hurry and stop.

Either this strange man was a weird psychopath, or some kinda stalker. It didn't really make sense any other way, seeing as how Vanyel had never met him before.

Eventually, the group did arrive on horseback, and Vanyel stood, carefully laying the boy stomach down on the horse. It took a few people to lay him on the horse. Awkwardly, Vanyel climbed on the back on his bag, holding Jay still so the boy wouldn't fall from the saddle. The whole ride back he was mulling over the boy who'd fallen from the sky, peeking at his still form.

Soon they were back in the house, and his uncles helped move Jay to a guest bedroom, tugging off the soaked socks and shoes, and laying out new clothes. Vanyel himself changed clothes, before moving into the room, tugging a wooden chair to the bedside. Awkwardly, and unused to being a caregiver, Vanyel shook the male gently. If he did have a concussion, he really needed to be awake. "H--hey. Jay?"

"Hey...glad your awake!" Vanyel stated first, grinning. "You're at my parents ranch. We brought you back here. The doc will be here soon to check you out. You said before your ankle hurt..." He paused to reach towards the pitcher his mother had brought. "Are you thirsty? Dinner will be done soon, and we'll be able to eat." His own head was bandaged, rather excessively in his opinion, but his mother had insisted.

"You had me worried for a bit, going on and on like you'd hit you head a bit too hard..." He rambled.

The male poured a glass quickly, holding it out to the other man. Jay wasn't saying much, and to be honest, Vanyel wasn't sure if he was happy about that or disappointed. He observed the man for a few long minutes.

Finally, he broke the silence. "So...your relatives must be pretty worried about you...What's their number? I'll give them a call and let them know what's going on, and if the doctor says we can move you after he sees you, we'll take you over there."

Vanyel looked puzzled, though the question brought him back quickly. "Oh! O-of course...S-sorry..." He refilled the glass, and set the metal pitcher down with a small clink on the tray. "If your relatives are out of the country, who are you staying with? We kinda need to let them know what happened to you..." He paused, and looked oddly at Jay. "What did happen, really?"

The human's rambling stood in the middle of his sentance. "Wha-?" Before he could catch it, Vanyel was staring the the other male like he was crazy. "I...uhm...well, of couse fairy tales are fake. I mean, magic itself defies the very laws of all kinds of things, matter and physics." Noting he was rambling again, Vanyel bit his bottom lip, glancing over worriedly.

"Were you...uh, wanting a bedtime story or something?" Honestly, he couldn't think of another reason Jay would ask about magic.