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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 9:29 pm
 It had been a long day. Even before the sun was ready to dip under the horizon, Dayunsi was starting to work his was back towards the glade he called home. He passed the river with quick movements, not wanting to be seen by any predators and, for a quick moment, wished that Immi or at the very least, Zayll or Tardis was around to keep the other critters away. He was still not fond of open areas but had promised Imogen that he would try and conquer his fear. This was why he had visited the common meadow on this very day. Somehow it was a little easier to dart in between the other soquili but she still preferred the comfort of the shadowy trees over his head.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 10:47 am
Meera had come to the river for a drink but that was the last thing on her mind when she saw the stallion pass by. She was under the shadow of a crop of trees so she guessed that he had not seen her. He was.. strange! It was almost like the earth was moving with him. He certainly looked like he was made up of earth and grass. Flowers even adorned his hair! The only thing that really stood out were the wings. At least, she thought they were wings. They weren't featherly like her own but what else could they be? Dare she follow him? He didn't appear particularly menacing but looks could be deceiving. Still.. she had to know if he was real, right? She could always fly away if anything bad happened. Finally making her mind up, she started after the stallion, "Excuse me, He-Who-Is-Made-Of-Earth, are you real?" It was a silly question, the kind a foal would ask but Meera had never seen such a creature as he before.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 5:40 pm
He felt a shadow pass over him and looked up but didn't see a cloud in the sky. This worried him as usually the only other thing that made shadows upon the ground were other soquili or worse... a raptor or other bird of prey. Shaking his head the fluttercorn frowned at the broken reflection in the water before darting on...
At least until he heard the voice.
Darting under the nearest large leaf, Dayunsi felt his heart almost pound out of his chest. Carefully he peeked over the edge to see a dark mare, almost as black as the night and yet with hair highlighted by the colours of the sunset. Her hooves and tail were tipped with white and she even had white tips on her ears. Dayunsi had a quick double take... she had white tips on her ear-wings? He opened his mouth to answer her question but then at first couldn't figure out what she had asked.
It was then The flutter realized he was still hiding behind the green lilly leaf. Flying out from behind it Dayunsi made a quick decision that as she had asked a question before attacking that maybe she wouldn't attack. It did help that she seemed to be one who was gentle, or at least not aggressive, or maybe even friendly. Dayunsi found his voice... "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that? Am I real?" He paused to make sure he had heard her right, "I believe I am... how about you? Are you real?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 6:23 am
Meera giggled at his question. It only confirmed that her own had been quite silly indeed. "I am real too," she confessed teasingly as if giving out a big secret. "I am sorry for the odd question, it's just that I've never quite seen wings like yours. They are wings, right?" She took another step closer and turned her head slightly to try to get a better look at them.
"You have a unicorn horn, but the unicorns I live with don't have wings," she pointed out with a childlike innocence. "Even gramsy Glamrock doesn't have wings and she's been around a long time. I guess some of us are just different." Meera had no idea what she was. She had features that none of her family or friends had either. And her tail was the same kind as those nasty Kalona. It was the only feature she shared with them. Her wings were different than most of the flying mares and stallions she had seen and her head wings were certainly unique. Still, this stallion was special too. He really did remind her of the earth.
"I'm Meera," she stated brightly, remembering her manners. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Wasn't that what she was told to say?
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 11:29 am
"Well then it's a good thing we are both real." Dayunsi nodded solemnly, much calmer now he was sure nothing was going to try and eat him. Her curious questions brought a smile to his face as she reminded him of a foal he had met once. He had seen her later as an adult but it was the friendly banter as a kid that he remembered enjoying. "Yes, these are my wings." He alighted onto the ground so that they would stop for a moment. Whenever he moved his damselfly winds would flutter but sometimes with concentration he could hold them still for a moment or two. "Not all unicorns have wings, I am what you'd call a fluttercorn I think." He chuckled lightly at the name, remembering the one who had first coined the phrase. "As for you, I've seen Winds but non with wings on their head too? Are you special?" He was curious to know if she was part of a line, like that troll, or if she was a one of a kind, she certainly was more well mannered that the troll he thought wryly to himself.
When she mentioned her name, the fluttercorn blushed. Here he was asking questions and he hadn't even introduced himself. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Meera. My name is Dayunsi, I am named after a bug... well beetle actually." He added the last statement brightly, wondering if she happened to know anything about that story. It had been quite a while he had chatted with someone so forward and honest and he quite enjoyed the banter.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 12:12 pm
"Dayunsi," she repeated before continuing, "I.. no. I'm not special. My father was.. is a monster. I.. kind of look like him, I guess but I don't know what he was other than a monster." She hated admitting to it. She didn't know what she was but she was told it didn't matter. She had the heart of an angel, she had been told and that was good enough for her. "I was raised by my mother and gramsy." She hoped that would make up for the information of her father. She might have been born under strange circumstances but she had been raised good.
"A bug? What a strange thing to be named after," she mused. "I wasn't named after anything in particular. My mom just thought Meera was a beautiful name and suited me."
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 5:13 pm
"You are most definitely not a monster, nor act or look as if you were part monster. I would think you are special, especially with your pleasing disposition." Dayunsi frowned slightly, a little saddened that she thought that about herself. "It is not who your parents were that shaped you, it is what you are taught and what your own soul is that makes you who you are. I can tell that your mother and Gramsy are very wonderful Soquili for you to be the way you are. Surly her goodness has seemed to take away any part of a monster you may think your father gave you?" The fluttercorn nodded before tilting his head to the side with a smile. "I was named after a beetle because of what he did is related to what I look like." He settled down for a moment and started telling a story in a low sing-song voice.
"Once upon a time when the world was barely new there was no land, just a large expanse of water. The animals had no where to live and just floated around on the back of a great eagle. Dayunsi, the water beetle, volunteered to swim down as far as he could go and see what was under the ocean." Dayunsi paused, thinking about such a great trip that might have been before continuing. "He swam down until he could no longer see anything around him. There were creatures who lived down in the murky depths but they didn't understand him when he tried to ask where he was. It wasn't until a day had passed that he finally found the ocean floor. Gathering the mud he found under his feet, the beetle pulled as much as he could up back to the surface. The journey took even longer for him to get back and Dayunsi was worried that he would not have the strength to reach the end of his journey. Soon though, he started seeing the bright light of the sun peeking through the waves and when he reached the surface the animals cheered. They got the spirits to bless the mud and make it grow. It expended out in all directions and with the spirits help plants and trees began to grow and that is how the earth came into be."
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 10:09 am
She smiled at the compliment, she was glad not to be associated with that of her father, especially after he nearly killed her. That had been the scariest moment of her life. She didn't say anything towards his words but she did nod and let them sink in. Her mood brightened considerably when he started in on a story!
She was sure the story wasn't true for certainly a beetle could not do such things. Didn't Gramsy worship a god? She was sure they had something to do with the world but still, the story was charming and it was something she would have enjoyed thoroughly as a foal. If there was an ocean floor, that implies that there was already earth of sorts. Of course, analyzing the story wasn't very fun, was it? The charm was believing that such things could exist. That's where magic and imagination came from?
She was sure that many generations of foals in Dayunsi's family would share this story between them. It was really quite sweet. "You certainly look the part," she agreed. He looked like he was carrying mud around him and was part of the earth. "Are your wings strong enough to allow you to fly?" It would be nice to fly with someone for a change. She spent so much time on the ground because her brothers and family were wingless. She wanted to fit in with them as much as possible.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 10:45 pm
Dayunsi smiled at her reaction to the story, it was one of the things he loved the most about storytelling. There didn't seem to be a story that made people feel bad. All the fables he knew were uplifting, or at the very least had an important lesson to be reflected upon. He was, in a way, proud of the story that gave him his name. Even if it was not he who had dove down to the bottom of the ocean floor, the fluttercorn did feel a little bit of a connection to the pioneering spirit of the water beetle. "Why thank you, I have been told I could hide in a garden and never be seen." He chuckled at the image before imagining her in the dark. "I am sure that you could hide pretty well when the sun goes down so we are both quite the sneaking type don't you think?"
At the winged mare's question Dayunsi nodded with a smile, "At this size I can't fly for very long but I can grow larger if you'd close your eyes and then I can fly almost as far as you could." He enjoyed flying, especially with someone else. It was always more comforting to fly with another soquili as then he had someone too keep an eye on his back. Dayunsi wasn't usually one to fly in the larger open spaces so he almost jumped at the chance to do so.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 11:40 am
She couldn't help but giggle at his comment. He surely could disappear in a garden! No one would know where the plants began and the soquili ended. Perhaps it would be something to see one day. She liked that they had something in common, even if it was something like being able to hide well under certain circumstances. She was always hard to spot in the dark, especially if her lower legs and tail were hidden in the tall grass.
He could grow larger if she closed her eyes? Had she heard that right? How could such a thing happen? She had to see if it was true. "Okay!" she exclaimed with unhidden excitement before she closed her eyes as tightly as was possible. Would he really grow? Or would she find herself the victim of some prank or tease? Surely he would not be gone when she opened them? She would have to trust him. He seemed to be really sweet so she couldn't really picture him as the prank playing type. "Let me know when I can open my eyes!"
If it did prove true.. maybe they could fly together? The only time she had flown with company was when her father had taken to the air. That did not go well as he attacked her midair too. She would have fallen to her death if she had not caught control at the last minute. It would be nice to experience flight with someone on a fun level. Dare she hope?
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 9:18 am
At her giggle, Dayunsi found himself chuckling along with her. The amiability of the mare had put him at ease and he felt his body relax. When she closed her eyes he sensed a fleeting uncertainty about her. The fluttercorn wondered about her for a moment before concentrating on increasing his size. While he was not a pure flutter he could grow from the size of a bug to a full sized stallion, it just took a little longer instead of almost instantaneous. He preferred being smaller, like most of the other flutter types he had met Well... in truth, he had only met two or three but he had a feeling that the others were like that too.
Dayunsi decided to grow to his full size as he wanted to be able to fly far. He had only been this size once of twice in a long time and so at first he was a little disoriented by the fact that his hooves now were so far away. With Meera being a wind, he was sure she would out shine him in the realm of flight and so he wanted to try his hardest to match her. "Ok, you can open you eyes now. Was there somewhere you wished to fly to?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:32 am
She nearly jumped when she opened her eyes. He was as big as her now! Perhaps even bigger. How could such a thing happen? How could such magic exist? Dare she touch him to see if he was real? Cautiously, the ebony mare moved over and prodded his neck gently with her nose. He was real!
"Goodness!"
She couldn't find anything else to say for a moment. She simply stood there and stared at him in wonder almost as if in a trance. It wasn't until she remembered the second half of his question that she snapped out of it. "No, there's no where in particular. I just want to fly with good company."
She flexed her wings instinctively. They almost ached with want of use. "I'll fly anywhere you want to," she stated excitedly. What a wonderful day this was turning out to be!
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:19 am
He watched as she opened her eyes and then seemed to stare in amazement. Had he accidentally gotten something large stuck in his mane? It had happened once when he had grown, a twig had gotten lodged in his mane pretty deep and so when he shifted sizes it had shifted with him. The end result was this large branch pulling down his mane. It had been very uncomfortable but luckily a chipmunk had been in the neighborhood and helped him out. After shaking his mane out he realized it might just be her own surprise, especially after she prodded him with her nose. That kind of tickled and he laughed in response.
After she spoke he smiled and tilted his head to the side as he thought of places they could see. "Well there is a willowtree that a few of of my herd like to visit, it is not too far away from here but has a very nice view of the valley." The fluttercorn moved forward a little, his wings blurring with movement as he did so. He hadn't flown at such a large size in quite a while and wanted to make sure he remembered how before going a very long distance.
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It had been a long day. Even before the sun was ready to dip under the horizon, Dayunsi was starting to work his was back towards the glade he called home. He passed the river with quick movements, not wanting to be seen by any predators and, for a quick moment, wished that Immi or at the very least, Zayll or Tardis was around to keep the other critters away. He was still not fond of open areas but had promised Imogen that he would try and conquer his fear. This was why he had visited the common meadow on this very day. Somehow it was a little easier to dart in between the other soquili but she still preferred the comfort of the shadowy trees over his head. 
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