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 Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 11:48 am
At first the mare examined the fish, staring down at its dorsal fin, it's long pointy jaw and its sad looking eyes. It wasn't a small fish, looked to be about 20 lbs and it certainly looked trapped in the small pool. The thought of eating the thing never crossed her mind because she was a horse... of course. What did cross her mind was the fact that the fish must have been lonely, it was probably missing its family and it didn't have room to even swim around anymore. The question of how the fish had gotten in this predicament crossed her mind once again but she eventually decided it didn't really matter. It was then she decided she wanted to help the poor fish, get it back in the water but... there was one question left unanswered... how...?
If she didn't want to scare it she couldn't just scoop it up out of the water and toss it in the ocean... not to mention it had sharp, spike-like objects on its back that she didn't really want to get involved with. Not only that but its fins themselves looked sharp and the mare didn't really want to start a bloody battle. Leaving it there was not an option, if she was trapped she would have wanted help! It was so unfair, sometimes things happened for no obvious reason and it seemed there was nothing one could do. Well, Vieno wasn't going to be defeated so easily! She'd find a way to help the fish and she'd do it quickly... well, at least she hoped she would...
So, the mare stood there and tried to think... but her mind kept drawing blanks. What a lovely start to a beautiful spring day this was...
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 3:20 pm
Still, neither have forgotten why, and it's not likely they will any day soon. Even if the unicorn has shrouded himself in isolation for months now, holed away in his forest abode. For once, A'ier has not denied him the notion. And yet here they are, meandering through the grasses, with A'ier pausing now and then to tip his muzzle and scent whatever has caught his interest. Ti'ran is drifting between leading the way, and following at the canid's side, looking far less broody, and far more stoic than he had when his hooves last touched the open fields.
Their travels today have been almost entirely quiet until now, but the wolf seems heedless of precedent, and peers over his shoulder with a glance Ti'ran knows he means to break the silence. There's a disinterested stare; A'ier ignores it quite pointedly, and then a grin curls his maw. "Ran," he starts conversationally.
"No." It's a cold, blunt reply to which A'ier is far too accustomed... But it's too late now, and they both know it; Ti'ran's neutrality creases with a frown, and the wolf's amusement only broadens. Anyone could see why; the source is situated on the beaches just below, looking quite like a Soquili standing in what has become their invisible path. Ti'ran is decidedly less amused. He's too used to the antics to do much more than sigh though, even as A'ier pulls slightly ahead, weaving toward her. This isn't the first occasion, and he's quite certain it won't be the last.
The canine's approach is rather lackadaisical, and is anything but silent for it; he shuffles deliberately through the sand, forgoing stealth in an attempt to convey his intentions. He may be a predator, but he's not hunting; his tail gives a lazy, sweeping wag as he pulls near, and calls a greeting. "Good afternoon," he says at first, stopping a comfortable distance off while Ti'ran pulls up the rear.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 10:21 pm
Yep... blanks were about the only thing she was drawing and it was sad because the poor fish seemed to suffer as she stood there. Vieno felt horrible, she wanted to help and she didn't know how, it was one of those times where thought didn't really count. Thinking wouldn't transport the fish to the ocean and thinking wouldn't get its family back. Sighing, the mare looked down at the water the fish seemed stuck in, enjoying the feeling of the warm sun on her back. Oh no, at that moment she had another horrible thought, what if the sun dried up the pool of water! She couldn't let that happen, she couldn't let the fish slowly lose its only means of survival. Think, think, think, she told herself as she raked her brain for anything.
Now, Vieno had been wrapped up in her own little problem so she failed to notice the two strangers creeping up on her. What she did notice was the sound of somebody's voice, it snapped her out of her thoughts and caused her to jump backwards. Nearly tripping over a rock caused her to yelp and question as to why she was always so incredibly clumsy. Lifting her head slowly to smile at the newcomer, Vieno sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm terribly clumsy and I was... well, I didn't notice you were coming!" The mare flushed, knowing she was a little blockheaded at times and must have looked pretty bad to anyone who didn't know her well. Not that she really knew anyone all that well around here...
Suddenly a thought occurred to her, perhaps these newcomers could help her save the fish! Trotting back to her original place she peered down at the water and blinked, "I found a fish..." she said, still smiling. It was obvious she was a very optimistic and happy sort of mare. "I know we just met but... do you think you could help me save it? It looks unhappy," she pouted, knowing she wouldn't have wanted to be separated from the world she knew and loved. If she lived in the ocean she would have wanted to be there all the time! Thinking about it was a bit strange considering she didn't live there and never would... but empathy was key, was it not?
Suddenly it dawned on her, she'd just asked two complete strangers to help her save... a fish. Chances were, they were going to think she was a complete and utter idiot who had nothing better to do. Well... they could think what they wanted, so long as the fish lived to see tomorrow!
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 12:30 pm
Openly dubious and amused, A'ier gives a deliberate blink, and then his head cants a fracture to one side. She certainly isn't very cautious; it's a good thing he hasn't a taste for Soquilis, and Ran is of the kind-natured, unicorn persuasion, despite his detached demeanor.
"No need for apologies," the wolf replies, his expression giving way to a renewed grin. "I can't help thinking you're probably fortunate nothing worse found you first, though." His tone is jesting; it should be obvious he means nothing cruel by it.
Ti'ran is only just coming up behind him, pausing eventually a few lengths off. His ears are rolled forward with alert attentiveness, but he has a stand-offish posture about him, only accented by those steeled, ice-blue eyes he turns to rest on her. The way he stands off to one side, situated beside the wolf makes it only more obvious they are as opposite as night and day; the wolf is clearly the social half of this unlikely duo.
He is apparently less guarded too; the unicorn remains impassively silent at her inquiry, but A'ier's amusement fades to something more neutral as he traces her gaze. "What's the problem?" he queries as his paws pull him several steps nearer.
It's a mostly rhetorical question; 'the problem' is plain enough now that he can see it. He just has difficulty feeling moved by it. As a carnivore, on occasion, A'ier consumes fish. He's compelled only by courtesy now, and that, at least, is not something Ti'ran is entirely out of touch with. One can see the unicorn eying the pool with what may be assumed is contemplation.
His first thought is to dig it out; the pool is not so far it would be impossible to make a trench between it and the ocean. Only one between them is even remotely suited to digging though, and this is not his idea of an ideal choice, despite it currently being his only choice. He pushes past it, allowing his eyes to trace the tree line in the distance as his mind drifts through considerations.
Something seems to occur between the two; they meet gazes, and then the wolf looks to her while the unicorn makes to step away. "I will find something to remove it," a new voice remarks. It's smooth, low, and entirely unemotional - a tone suited to the dark equine to which it belongs. A'ier contrasts him again in the way he lingers behind, offering Vieno a warm smile. "Will you come?" the wolf queries with an idle flick of his tail.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 8:36 am
(Mini bump, since this got lost three pages back over the weekend xD)
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 9:31 am
Vieno didn't mind that the stallion behind the wolf was silent and didn't seem to want to attract much attention. She'd met many a Soquili by now and she had found that everybody was different and some just didn't like to speak. There was nothing wrong with that really, other than the fact that Vieno was the peanut gallery herself and her mouth never stopped talking. Well, that wasn't entirely true considering she liked to let others get their words in before she tried to go off and add her input.
The wolf had been the one that approached first and the mare only smiled, she'd met a wolf before and although a bit cranky... she had been fairly nice. What had startled her though was the wolf's comment about her finding somebody, it seemed he wanted her to fear something most likely wolves. She often tried to give everyone and everything the benefit of the doubt but the mare didn't quite understand... weren't wolves normally a friendly sort? Vieno was naive and she didn't really know it, she thought the world was made of rainbows and beautiful flowers. Luckly, she could accept that some of the world wasn't as nice as she liked to think it was. So, still grinning she nodded her head, "I suppose you're right, would have been a nasty situation if somebody with no intention of helping appeared!" Now she was telling him the only reason she should have been unfortunate was if somebody who didn't want to help left her there to fend for the fish herself.
"The poor fish is stuck," Vieno sighed and answered, not realizing there was no real need to answer. She stared down at the pool of water, studying the fish for a long moment before speaking once again. "I want to help it... it might miss its family," she sighed again, keeping her head down. She seemed to miss the glance between the two and jumped slightly upon hearing the new voice. The surprise didn't last long, in no time she was once again smiling and thanking the two.
The wolf's question stumped her, was she to go with them and leave the fish? It felt a bit like abandoning it but she wasn't entirely sure. "Do you think it'll be okay if I... if I go with you..?" the mare asked quietly. The fish would be safe for a few more moments... wouldn't it?
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 10:32 pm
The mare's reply is something A'ier openly affords disgruntled amusement; a flicker of indigence flits across his typically jesting features. "You must live in quite the fairy tale, if that's your gravest concern," he remarks, teasingly. Nevermind it's ironic of him to be saying so, with this world he lives in. He has things more pressing than irony to worry himself with. Things like how... obvious she is, and how she probably isn't the best in cahoot for his favorite pastime. For now, it seems he'll be forced to put his teasing 'Ran on hold. For the fish, of course - her statement reminded him.
"It was okay before you found it, wasn't it?" Of course it was; he nods at her, grinning. "It'll be fine now, too." There's a pause, and a sideways glance he directs toward her, then he adds "Not to say you have to if you'd rather not, though." Even if she isn't likely to save it just by watching and hoping.
The unicorn is obviously unconcerned with the lot of it. He still has his back turned toward them and is pacing away, albeit slowly. It gives one the impression he may be waiting, but for which of them is left to the imagination; he says nothing still.
A'ier stares at his back a moment, frowning very faintly. The stallion has always been unsocial. Chilly, even, but this... This is most certainly a step in the wrong direction; Ris'hin hasn't been doing his efforts any favors, and this first venture back into social interaction isn't transpiring quite the way he might have hoped. Briefly, he glances between the two equines. "I'm A'ier, by the way." Had the darker been looking at the wolf, he would have seen a very pointed stare.
He wasn't, though, and isn't still. "Ti'ran," he says anyway, not bothering to turn around, but pausing nevertheless.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 10:22 am
She lived in a fairy tale? Why were so many insults thrown her way nowadays? When she'd first arrived here she'd met many friends and now she was some strange mare deserving of insults. Had she changed that much in the short time it had been? Her face seemed to fall for a moment, the comment making her cheery personality fade if only for a moment. Quickly returning to her optimistic attitude the mare grinned, "I'd rather be in a fairy tale than a living nightmare!"
The wolf was right though, the fish would be fine for a few more minutes while they went off to find something. Although, it would have been nice if one had stayed to keep the poor thing company. Fair was fair, they offered to help her, so she'd help them find something to help her with. Then again... she could have left the wolf with the fish to watch it.... No, she quickly dismissed that thought, a wolf and a fish together didn't seem like such a good idea. For one thing, Vieno wanted to get the fish home to its family, not a nice new home in the pit of a wolf's stomach. Decisions, decisions... this one didn't take her too long, for after a moment of silence, the mare nodded, okay, she'd go!
She quickly trotted to catch up with the silent stallion, she didn't want him to feel left out. After peering at him silently she realized they'd both given up their names, so smiling she replied, "You both have lovely names! I'm called Vieno, but if you can make a nickname out of that feel free to use it." She giggled and looked up to the sky, it was bright, sunny, a beautiful day, she just hoped her new fish friend felt the same way about the sunshine...
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 4:13 pm
The wolf's traveling so long alone with the thick-skinned Ti'ran is perhaps showing badly now; he hadn't intended insult with his remark, and sincerely hadn't expected she'd take any. He's accustomed to spotting subtle shifts in expression though, having practiced on the unicorn's stoic visage, and catches hers with an experienced eye. Surprising him some, it sobers his inclination to tease; he offers a genuine smile instead. "So would I. Maybe some day you'd be willing to share your secret?" A'ier has a casual nonchalantness about him; he leaves the suggestion to dangle aimlessly, abandoning it as he turns to pace along behind them.
Ti'ran resumes his pace, seemingly indifferent to the discomfort he can feel flit between them. It would probably be awkward if he weren't; the wolf has come to expect it, having learned long ago his social plights are solo endeavors.
He could do worse, anyway - the occasion is so rare, he's probably lucky the unicorn has no fondness for teasing. Not that he'd ever say as much; in A'ier's opinion, his wit and good-humored nature are unparalleled. He doesn't mention it though, and Ti'ran is too quiet and too apathetic to remark of his own accord.
Instead, nodding vaguely, the unicorn turns a courteous eye on her as she nears. "Thank you," he says simply, somehow earnest, polite, and chilly simultaneously. But A'ier is as unconcerned with the sentiment as Ti'ran is with being conversational; he's already interjecting his thoughts on the matter. "Vieno... Vieno... Vieno..." he repeats, part to himself, and part aloud, unabashedly musing. "Vi... Can I call you Vi?" He tosses her a questioning glance. "Feel free to call him 'Ran, he doesn't mind."
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 1:54 pm
(So I was off almost a week... *Cough* Close enough. Sorry again though!)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 7:47 am
(( You take a week, I take 2 months, who's worse? ;; ))
The stallion was silent, almost too silent, was there a reason for his silence or did he just have nothing to say? She'd once met a mare who refused to talk, she was an interesting little thing, used body language to portray what she wanted for the most part. Something seemed different here, the stallion didn't seem to have a problem with speech but rather didn't feel the need to talk. Then again she could have been over analyzing the situation and she could have been wrong about everything. Either way, she felt uncomfortable so she fell back into the company of the... wolf.
How a wolf and a horse were supposed to be best friends still confused her considerably but she just accepted it by now. Who was she to say where one could make friends? Friends were precious things and if you made some, good for you!
She laughed when the wolf finally came up with Vi and she nodded, "That's a wonderful nickname!" As he mentioned calling the stallion 'Ran, she tilted her head and peered at him curiously, only for a moment so that she wasn't starring! Vieno doubted she'd have to address him with any name so she just nodded in agreement. It seemed her company for the day was going to come in the form of this wolf, not that she truly minded, if they liked her she liked them. Well, even when they didn't like her she liked them at times. Company was never to be taken for granted!
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