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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:32 pm
((Don't ask about the title...^^;; ))  Thorn stood on the banks of the frozen river watching as small drifts of powdered snow blew across it. She shivered in memory of her icy plunge into the water just a few days ago. She wondered if the holes in the ice had frozen over again. Not that it mattered. The ice would be scarred and imperfect now, broken things never returned to how they were originally.
She turned her face into the biting wind letting it lift her silky mane to play with it. She snorted letting a small cloud of warm breath escape before pulling her head back not wanting her ebony locks to tangle. When the only response she got from the air was it blowing harder she stomped her hoof into the frozen hoof. "Let go immediately or you will be very sorry!" She snapped, dark eyes narrowing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:52 pm
 "I assure you Madam, I do not hold anything of yours?" A concerned face appeared from almost behind her with a wide smile on his face. "You looked a little cold so I thought to come and interests you in a windbreak but if you wish I shall depart?" He left the question fading away into the wind before frowning at the sky. "I do feel a storm brewing in my bones, but then who knows in this odd place. I do miss England so... it was much wetter there. Though I doubt you would appreciate the wet here, much colder it seems now-a-days." He would have rambled on but at that moment the wind chose that a scarf should interrupt his dialog by whisking one end across his face.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:06 pm
Her entire body tensed when a voice answered that was not her own. She would have to deal with the wind later. Keeping her legs planted firmly where they were she turned her head just enough to see who had snuck up on her like that. She opened her mouth, her face taking up an annoyed expression, to answer that she was not cold but the stranger didn't pause long enough for her to get anything out. Her first reaction was to snap at him for asking a question and not letting her answer. After a few moments of his mad rambling, however, all Thorn was able to do was stand there looking annoyed with a curious eyebrow raised.
What was England? A place from the way he spoke. So where was this England? Was it somewhere in the village? She wanted to ask but at the same time all she wanted to say was that he should leave.
As the wind picked up again she finally got her opportunity to speak as the strange bit of cloth wrapped around his yammering mouth. "Are you finished?" She asked not caring if he was or not. She was not required to wait, no, everyone else was but not her. "You talk far too much for your own good. Now tell me, where is this London place?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:27 pm
"Well M'lady, I can either be quiet or tell you about England but unfortunately I am unable to do both." He smiled again, pale blue eyes twinkling. After stomping down on one of the ends of his scarf he tucked the other away onto his back before continuing. "England is where I am from, but you may already know a little about that as you seem to know about London. So many tall buildings there, and a bridge that spans the river that is as wide as the largest one we have here." He flicked his ears as the wind came whistling through before adding, "I cam across the water in a large blue boat... such a long time it took but I am finding out that the trip was worth it. There are so many interesting things here to see!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:45 pm
She was quiet again. Listening to what he had to say despite wanting so badly to tell him just what was on her mind. Buildings? What were buildings and what was a ship and a bridge? What were those things? When he said across the water did her mean the great water? He had to. The lake was not that large and only took a day at the most to get around. So there were other places across the great water. Other places with ships and bridges whatever those were. As her mind started filling up with questions she wanted to ask she realized he had stopped talking.
Finally it was her chance to speak and finally make the remark she hadn't wanted to from the very beginning. Dark eyes locked on bright blue and she smiled in a falsely sweet way. "Of course you can." She said tossing her head with the arrogance she had been known for in her herd. "All you do is be silent when I say so and speak when I ask you a question. It's simple isn't it? Now, what is a ship, a bridge and a building?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:41 pm
"I do love a take-charge lady, very pleasant change from the many females who can never seem to make her mind. Well then, if you wish to know about ships, bridges and buildings, if I may I shall show you." Springing to the side as if he was a young colt once more he bent down and picked up a leaf. Squinting an eye at the wind he carefully dug a channel in the dirt before covering part of it with the leaf and sticking it there with two twigs. "See... imagine this was a wide river and the leaf would be the bridge. In this way we can cross the water without getting wet!" He strutted across an imaginary bridge before turning back. "Buildings are large teepees that can fit many people at once and ships are like this leaf only cupped the other way and can float on the water."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 8:34 am
He was, very strange to say the least. Did all stallions from England act so strangely or was it just him? There really was no point in even considering it. There were only two ways to find out about others and that was to either ask about them or go find them. Neither of these options appealed to her in anyway. She did not like social contact in most cases. There were a fair few she enjoyed entertaining but those few had unearthly beauty and this stallion...was not one of those few. She would have left by now if not for her curiosity.
She stopped her mind where it was and took a few steps closer to better see what the odd stallion was doing. The sooner her curiosity was satisfied the sooner she would be able to leave.
"The leaf is a bridge?" She asked giving him a blank stare. Leaves were flimsy and while she understood that it was only an example the leaf seemed an odd choice for a material. A leaf as a boat made sense, leaves floated well even if there was a bit of water in them and a large teepee being a building made sense. People lived in teepees so that would mean people lived in buildings too. A leaf as a bridge though? That made no sense. The bridge would be easily broken if it were like a leaf. "Are all people in England fools? Who would make a bridge out of leaves or something like leaves?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 4:57 pm
The Doctor laughed out loud at her reaction. He just couldn't help it, the idea of a leaf bridge was just too funny not to laugh about. "My dear Lady... they do not make bridges out of leaves but out of stone and wood. The leaf was a representation of the wood that is used. Should I attempt to find better material to show you what a bridge is truly or would this representation suffice?" He smiled in merriment quite sure she was making a joke and he was carrying it on in good manner. "I assure you, the English are not all fools and yet sometimes I have found many a two-legger to prove me wrong. Even such two-leggers that live over here."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:37 pm
In her mind's-eye Thorn replaced the leaf with a long flat rock and was able to get a better idea almost instantly. So bridges were sturdier then she first thought. It still baffled her how they would find big enough trees and rocks to stretch across a river. Rivers were quite large. She didn't bother to ask though, she had her answers. She now understood what a bridge was as well as what buildings and ships were. "You're little model works just fine." She said with a nod to show she understood.
"Also, I would like you to know it was not the two-legged humans I referred to." She laughed a bit her dark mane rippling from the slight movement. "Oh no. All humans are fools. I simply found that it was likely that other horses lived in England and would cross bridges as well. Of course this was before I knew what made a bridge a bridge. The question still remains, are other horses in England fools?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:55 pm
"Are you meaning to tell me that you think I am a fool? For it is not very good manners to say such things. For as I come from England your question of 'Are other Horses in England fools?' would include myself." The Doctor eyed Thorn slightly from the side before shaking his head, a saddened expression on his face. "No, My Lady, there are not many fools in England, and those who are at least have the manners to not show their ignorance." He stood up a little straighter and smiled slightly, "And those fools that you call humans were the ones who built the bridges, buildings and ships. For a creature as dumb as they can be, there are quite a few achievements that we, as four-leggers could never complete ourselves. I, for one, could never think of all two-leggers as fools. It would be putting the great creations they had made to shame."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 2:04 pm
A thin dark brow rose gracefully. She was surprised actually. He had seemed quite interesting and then he had started defending the two-leggers and talking about good manners. Her manners were fine. It had been a simple question and he didn't need to get so testy over it. "You think I'm impolite?" She asked giving her long tail a flick a look of disbelief on her face like a ruler who's order had just been questioned by a lowly peasant. Of course in her mind this was exactly what had happened.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 9:28 pm
"I believe you are impolite just as much as you believe most British are fools." The Doctor smiled at his own joke before turning slightly to admire the view. "However, wit and a force of manner is not always considered a bad thing. If not one soul spoke their mind then everyone should just turn into sheep on the spot. It is refreshing to come across someone with such a sharp tounge. Quite a challenge is the taming of the shrew." With his words he made a deep bow. Rather backhanded, it was a complement nether the less. "So, my dear lady. We have chatted about buildings, bridges and ships and all manner of British things and yet nothing about yourself. I have answered all your questions now it is your turn I believe. Let's start with what kind of things do you enjoy doing the most."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 11:35 am
She wasn't sure whether she should be insulted or feel flattered. He had called her rude and a sharp tongued shrew but at the same time his words implied some sort of praise for her attitude. She settled to only hear the negative comments that were staring her down and glared at the short maned stallion. "You certainly are something." She said with a bit of a cruel laugh. "You insult me and then expect me to tell you something about myself?" She shook her head and took another look at the little leafy bridge he had made. She had her answers now. There was no reason to prolong this encounter.
"I won't be answering any questions about myself that you have. I have no need to as we won't ever be meeting again." She smiled and gave a bow before turning her back on the odd stallion. With an elegant flick of her tail she trotted off letting her words drift over her shoulder back to the stallion. "The seasons are changing and I will be returning to my home once the land thaws. Be grateful that I have even let you know that much about myself."
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 1:01 am
The Doctor stood there his mouth agape as if he didn't quite register what she was talking about. "Whot...?" He took a step forward as he herd Thorn continue about not meeting him again. "Whot...?" He frowned as she finished off, his face going slightly dark. "So you think you can just strut away with your high and mighty attitude? Well believe me, unless there is someone who can stand your offensive demeanor you will die alone." He narrowed his eyes at her departing figure. "You are as cold as the lands you come from, heart frozen in the ice. One day someone will come to melt the confines that surrounds your soul but..." He looked at her sadly, "Will they want to?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:15 am
A pale ear flicked about hearing the stallion talking again. She couldn't help but laugh at what he was saying. Nearly everyone she met seemed to think she would die alone. They were mistaken, very mistaken. She had already found someone to stay with, perhaps not her entire life, but as long as he remained the same she would keep returning to him. Someone who could 'stand her offensive demeanor' as the brown stallion had put it. She was not that offensive, she said what she felt and what she felt had to be the truth. Those that understood that she enjoyed and became an almost different person.
Of course those that understood were lovely themselves and the stallion she was leaving behind did not quite meet her standards to be considered beautiful. Though he did have quite lovely eyes. If they ever did meet in passing she would have to ask him to give them to her. Her laughter grew lighter as she continued on her way back to the lake. This has been amusing but she had snow and frost to gaze upon now.
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