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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2014 11:02 am
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She trod at the air, wings sweeping up and down as she pushed her limits, climbing as high in the sky as she physically go. Were her blood purer she knew she could go higher but this height was enough, the wind whistled in her ears and watered her eyes, but it was free and open, and for the most part hers to explore. Turning in the air she could see the specks of movement far below, the blobs of green, the thin ribbons of winding blue that made up the landscape.
Moving..she turned again as a thought had crossed her mind. What if one of those tiny moving specks was Jorah Mormont? She'd come across the stallion in passing a few days back, exchanged some pleasantries whilst he had the time and parted with the promise of a longer conversation when next they met. This was enough to send her swooping groundwards, taking a controlled dive until she was about 10 feet or so from the ground, and then she levelled off, searching for a sight of the sword carrying warrior, shaking her mane from her eyes when the wind took hold of the strands and blew them across her face.
After a while of searching she began to fret a little; as was her way she had already begun to think of him as a friend, and it worried her that she had made another that she may never see again. With this thought she dropped the last few feet and landed, stumbled a little as it was a slightly clumsy landing. She did think of calling his name, but balked at that, thinking rightly that that was a step to needy. Instead she headed towards the outskirts of the nearest forest, walking along and peering between trees and branches for signs of movement.
Neena decided she would search for a while longer, and then maybe try and preserve some dignity by just letting them bump into each other when they happened to..well, maybe she would. For now she tried to look casual as she continued to look for the stallion with the double name. |
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2014 1:47 pm
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Heavy hooves trod the soft forest floor as the older stallion made his way, grey blue eyes watchful of the that passed slowly by him. This was the second time this week Jorah had ventured into these woods in search of news and information, whatever might benefit the Khalasar. In truth, however, he wasn't entirely sure there was much else he needed to find in these parts. Nothing that warranted a second visit so soon, that is. And yet, here he was. The thought occurred to him that it was perhaps his promise of a second meeting with the mare Neena that had prompted this visit, but it was a fleeting thought that he shook from his mind with a toss of the head. Besides, what chance was there of her being her so soon, or even still. For all he knew she had already moved on. Regardless, here he was, he might as well do the job he had been sent out to do.
By some chance his gaze lifted to the skies at the exact moment something flew by far overhead. He paused in his tracks, eyes squinting and unsure whether he had indeed seen anything. But there it was again, and with a sure nod of is head he set off after it, interested in watching it for a time. In the end it might turn out to be nothing, but there was always a chance it might be something of interest.
He followed the swiftly flying creature at a steady pace, gaze shifting from it and to ahead of him and back again ever so often, lest he run the risk of falling over something. He only came to a stop once more when the creature dived downward from the sky, and it was then he finally got a good look at it. Or rather, her. Perhaps coming into the forest today had been a good idea after all. A moment he waited where he stood, debating whether he should indeed follow after her or whether to just continue with what he was really here to do. The former won out however, and eventually he went after her at a steady trot.
Once he was near her again the older stallion audibly cleared his throat, signalling to her that he was there, and with a bow of his head he greeted her. ''My lady, it seems we meet again.'' |
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 6:10 am
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"Jorah Mormont!" Neena exclaimed on turning at the sound of the throat clearing, her face and indeed her entire body language spoke of how happy she was to see him again. A second meeting! That so rarely happened, and it was all the could do to stop herself bounding forwards like an excitable filly and instead she took a moment, folded her wings away properly and went over to the stallion, and dipped a little in return.
She remembered now that he was about the most well mannered stallion she'd ever met, and that he seemed quite..proper, even though they had not spoken at length during their first meeting.
"That we do sir." she replied, attempting to act as a lady, in order that his words not sound hollow. However, she found it difficult to contain her smiles, and so didn't really try to. She wanted him to know that she was pleased to see him, didn't everyone like to know they were wanted? Neena was sure even warriors liked that!
"Are you well? I am..pleased to see you in these parts again. Are you, have your returned for a particular reason?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2015 2:03 pm
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It would be a lie if he said that he did not find some delight in her enthusiasm and apparent pleasure at seeing him again. Indeed it prompted a soft, slight smile to grace his features at the sight of her and the polite manner in which she dipped her head in return, mirroring his greeting. The smile of which tugged and played upon her muzzle prompted his own to grow a little wider, a little bolder. In truth he was glad to see her again, before this moment he honestly wasn't sure whether they would meet again - despite promises of such. Nonetheless, he was glad that they had, and so soon. He would admit that much to himself. ''Yes, I am. Thank you. And you, my lady?'' He cast his gaze downwards as she spoke of being pleased to see him again. While her demeanor had made him assume such, it was different to hear confirmation of it. It brought a certain warmth to him, a somewhat pleasant flutter to the chest. ''And I you.''
Jorah's eyes returned back up to the mare at her question, a frown now taking the place of his smile. Ah, yes. He was here for the Khalasar, and their meeting had temporarily put all thoughts of this from his mind. ''Much the same reason for my last visit.'' He stated matter of fact, a heavy sigh accompanying it. He shouldn't be shirking his duties to the Khalasar, to the Khaleesi by spending all his time here, and yet... The other reason for him being here had been the off chance that he would meet Neena again. There was no denying that now, and to say otherwise was a lie.
''And you? May I ask what brings you back to these parts?'' He inquired with the arch of a brow, short tail flickering from side to side. He too was curious as to the reason for her return, but he would not assume it was the promise of another meeting between them both that had prompted it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 11:38 am
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"I'm well, really well, thank you." Neena answered quickly, nodding her head, far too enthusiastically for such a simple question, but it was almost unheard of for her to actually come across a nice stallion such as he was and for them to meet again! She was beginning to think that she was doing something horribly wrong any time she met someone new, and it was such a relief to see Jorah again.
She was trying to calm herself a little, but then she heard him reply in the positive that he too was pleased to see her, and she almost took flight in her joy, her wings vibrating at her sides and it was with some effort that she contained an outburst.
"Oh." the word was small and said much, and she even looked as though she had wilted like a sad flower, but it didn't last long and she couldn't impose herself on the time of someone so important could she? Neena should just be thankful for seeing him again, at least that's what she was trying to tell herself.
"Umm, well. This was the last place we met." she said with a casual shrug of her wings, as if it was just a complete coincidence and she hadn't passed this way quite a lot since they had first met.
"So you know, I mean." she huffed, blowing strands of hair from over her face.
"Truthfully I was hoping to see you again." she gave up trying to act cool, and just went for being herself, giving a half grin and hoping he wouldn't think she was weird for wanting to see him again.
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