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Clip clop clip clop... Mercy rather like the sound that her hooves made, and she almost tripped herself as she stared down at her strange legs. Her tail also ran into things all the time, and she had no control over herself at all. She was always running into bushes and trees, and her wings got caught in almost everything she walked by. Her HAIR was the next problem, and although it lay down her back in many gorgeous locks, it was constantly getting caught on everything. "The curse the curse.." she then muttered to herself, and with one fatal swoop she fixed the knots that followed behind her. Her father had such hair, and he also spoke of their grandfather who created the legacy. Mercy rather hated her hair, and she tried every possible means to destroy it when possible! Then again, she liked to destroy everything really.

But alas, her hair was continuous alive, and the curse of her family as a wicked one indeed. Beauty didn't matter to Mercy at all, it only frustrated her. She rather enjoyed following her mother's aggressive ideals, and she chose that way of life over her father's. Though, her father did enlighten her constantly about their family lineage, she felt disconnected, since she had little pride in herself. Maybe her pain tolerance was impressive.. but besides that, there was nothing to gloat about!

When her hair had caught on to yet ANOTHER bush, the mare could only turn her head and start hitting it on a nearby tree. "Dammit dammit dammit!" she then exclaimed, while trying hard to stop. The pain was so intense, and yet she kept going like a psycho! It felt so gooood though. She felt herself laugh but then yell, and the mixture was a horrible symphony of ridiculousness.

Mercy stopped herself from the sudden sound intrusion, and she cast her strange eyes on the much brighter mare. Her first thought revolved on whether those shiny wings were edible.. but quickly she snapped out of it so that she could take in the words that the other female spoke. "I uh, I was, but nothing is wrong." the words were slippery on her tongue, and she blinked slightly before turning herself away from the tree. Much to her surprise, no hair was stuck this time, and she was able to stand freely in front of the petite mare.

The mare was very pretty, and Mercy assumed that her father and sister would appreciate that sort of thing. "Why are you so small?" she then asked, in a much quieter and calmer tone. "Is it hard being small?" Her voice had a bit of worry in it, and she continue to stare at the many swirls that clung on the mare's legs. "I am curious, is that ok?"

Mercy liked the mare's responses, and she suddenly felt relieved that she was holding a conversation on her own. She spent a large amount of time with her uncle, Tempation, and he always acknowledged the fact that Mercy couldn't do anything on her own... "That is scary, I am glad you are ok." Mercy then shifted her eyes back and forth, while taking in a good fact for them both to know. "The coast is clear, so you are safe here."

Once Mercy was satisfied with the mare's comfort, she moved herself closer to examine her wings again, before stepping back and wiggling her own at the mare's question. "Sadly, they don't do anything on my head, but this bigger ones carry me well. I'm very reckless when I fly so I don't do it often." with a light sigh, she shook her hair out before focusing on the mare again. "So shifting sizes.. does that hurt?"

She could imagine no, but her thoughts were still hinting that that might hurt. "Oh and I am probably weird looking because my parents are very different. One is all bla bla fancy and the other likes breaking stuff.. so then I was left with this crazy head wings. You can feel them if you'd like, they have no teeth!" Thank goodness, since they would probably bite her if they had the chance!

Mercy suddenly imagined how awesome it would be to hide and play in flowers, and she nodded in excitement as the mare described the overall experience. It was a relief to hear that she wasn't the only one who had troubles flying as well, and it was even more entertaining to watch someone else play with their hair like Mercy did! Mercy shook her own in a playful manner, since she couldn't help copying her pal.

"I'm Mercy." she finally said, while thinking about her own family in comparison to Quandiah's. "Do you have siblings? I have a brother and sister." She wasn't really used to the whole 'family' thing, but she knew blood ties were strong. "Oh you won't hurt me, and if I did get hurt I'd probably like it. I can't help it pain is actually good sometimes. I watch my mom do all sorts of crazy stuff so I copy her." With a light shrug, Mercy watched as the mare landed in front of her, and swung her tail back and forth in a energetic manner.

"Are you always this nice?" the question was a strange one, but it was more normal compared to other Mercy questions... "Most Soquili run away from me but you stay and play. Why is that?" Mercy was actually quite young despite her size, and her mind wasn't even close to being mature yet. "I wonder if there are more butterflies out there like you."

Sisters.. sisters... "My sister is much girlier then I am so I really don't relate much." Mercy was always following the boys when she could, and it was no surprise she clung to Temptation so easily. "She likes to talk about her beauty and stuff.. maybe that's all sisters do?" A confused expression lay on the mare's face, though she shrugged off quickly while answering Quandiah more.

"Wow so your wings are like my headwings, they go far into the family roots." And that was pretty cool, even butterflies had that sort of blood bonds! "I'm sure you will find more, since butterflies have all sorts of wings." Strangely enough, Mercy was knowledgeable on the subject of butterflies, since she used to follow them around all of the time.

Mercy wanted to agree on the mare's next comment, though truthfully she knew it was too good to be true. "Well I'm a Kalona so everybody has to run, and I understand. I mean I like eating meat, but I'd never eat my friends. My dad even showed me how to live like that, and I don't think its weird. I guess my grandpa is like famous for loving everybody." she paused then, and rather liked that thought.

"I'm used to it by now, but that's why I was thankful you didn't run." she bobbed her head quickly before glancing her eyes back on the mare's. "Some of my uncles and aunts are kinda scary, but I'm not sure if they are actually violent. I mean I like violence, but not on others. I like it when its me. I have had crazy urges to do crazy stuff before, but its really to random creatures or anyone who is mean to me." Hey, she had to be truthful, right? Even if she did sound like a weirdo... "What are some things you like!" she then asked, with the usual blinky eyes.

Mercy hummed out loud but then suddenly came to a conclusion about Kalonas. "Well, most Kalonas are really violent and mean, and will kill anything that isn't a Kalona. My family tends to do things their own way since we are all too proud. I kinda like that we are different, even if it involves being casted away ourselves." She shrugged then, and knew that eating meat was probably weeird indeed. "Meat is so so tasty.. I guess some creatures are born with the ability to eat it?"

With a light shrug, she listened carefully as the mare spoke of some of the things she enjoyed doing. "Ah, you must be stealthier then I am. Every time I try to spy on animals, they flee quickly. I think your wings are quieter then mine too." she nodded then, and watched the other's wings wiggle. They looked so petite and pretty, whereas hers were rather large and gloomy.

"You seem like the type of personality that will make a lot of friends." she then admitted, knowing that her sister was of a similar personality. "I dunno what I would do if I could see a birds nest.. I bet the mother would come peck me away! I wouldn't eat someone's kids, that's just awful." she lowered her ears then, admitting that even she wasn't that heartless!

So... her wings were awesome?! The kalona puffed up lightly, and felt a familiar smile resume on her face. She rather liked the idea of being awesome, no one had ever referred to her like that! "Well thank you." she then said, while blushing slightly of course. Despite her race and so called kalona nature, Mercy was quite innocent so she was taking in all of her friend's words.

"I like apples too!" she then said with a shout, while truthfully not understand the mares saying. But she appreciated her concern. That was definitely a nice feeling! "Being noisy is fun though, you should try it sometime! Let me know if you want me to show you some tricks, I am the queen of clumsy." Hey, at least she was the queen of something, right?

Mercy felt her eyes dart open, since this mare had called her.. a friend!! "I'd, I'd love to be your friend!" Mercy always wanted a friend, but sometimes she didn't know how to make them at all. It really wasn't that hard, and maybe her father was right, she just needed to be herself. "That is nice that you are careful, I should really start doing that." she then said, with a nod. "Maybe you could show me how to be careful, and I could show you the opposite!" She giggled then, and really thought she had a good idea for once. They both had strengths and weaknesses, so why not help each other? That's what friends were for!

"Being clumsy can be fun." she then said, while tip toeing around some small plants by her hooves. "It is true that you can get hurt easily, but in my family that is a-ok! My grandfather likes to run into stuff all the time, so that's why I am usually doing the same. But my father is rather careful and collected, so you'd probably notice as much as he does as well. I guess to him noticing things means noticing beautiful things, but I think my clumsy ways let me see all things!" Though, her friend was rather different probably, and she wasn't picky about she was careful about seeing.

"Do you pay attention because you see, hear, and smell things around you?" she then asked, as if asking a teacher or something. "I think I get too distracted to use my senses, but I've heard that they are damn useful overall. I bet your senses are waaay better then mine, especially since you can change sizes and stuff too." Her friend had many skills, and Mercy seriously needed to practice herself!