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 Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 10:08 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 10:17 am
The winter had been a rough one. But for today, the snow had melted and Heinrich decided to take advantage of the mild day. The weather was pleasant enough - warm enough to thaw the snow, but the cloudy overcast sky kept it from being too warm. But the stream was running and the grumpy stallion needed some time out and about. His hooves landed heavily on the soggy grass of the meadow, pausing every few moments to munch on the browning vegetation.
As a small wolpertinger, he would have had a nice storage of brew and berries saved up for winter. But as this lumbering beast he was now, he couldn't live off meager dried berries. He had to constantly be eating...digging in the snow and mud for dying grass, hard prickly needles from evergreen trees, and tough, dry bark from trees.
But it had been many years since he had been in this form, and at least he was getting used to it. He still wasn't a very 'social' Soquii, but giving the nice day he did notice he wasn't the only one picking about the valley this morning.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 10:26 am
Faris was also on the hunt for fresh food and water during this break from the hard winter. He landed in the valley, regarding the other Soquili carefully. There were a few he seemed to recognize, though he didn't know if he considered them to speak up first. He wasn't very good at making 'friends' per se, but he didn't want to mane enemies.
He landed near the stream - running now that the ice had thawed. He shook out his wings and adjusted the trinkets, before leaning down and taking a sip. The water was cuttingly cold, but he had managed to work up a sweat while flying, despite the cold weather.
He hoped he could gather a decent amount of fresh greens to eat, and have some left over to take back to his lady.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 11:06 am
Narci walked into the meadow, looking around. It was too cold for him to get good air when flying, so he was meandering about in good ol' fashioned hoof-to-grass trodding. The small flutter came out into the meadow and gave a deep inhale. He had been done from the Kawani lands for many seasons, but he felt good to be back. This place was his favorite, and he had decided maybe it was time to 'settle down' a bit and finally call this place his 'home.'
He had to completely remake his friends and get to know all the new, and beautiful, young fillies he saw out and about.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 11:16 am
Priyanka danced several paces in front of her father, excited to take a trip to the meadow. This was her favorite place to go as a young filly, but she still associated it with green grass, cool water, colorful flowers, and brilliant butterflies. She broke through the tree line and stopped to access the land before her. She frowned only slightly as she noticed the meadow was quite different during the winter...the ground was soggy, the grass was barely green, it a kind of brown blotchiness. There weren't any butterflies or flowers to speak of, either.
But, always the optimist, she did see some other Soquili about she was excited to meet. She looked back to her father and gave a smile before trotting directly over to the first Soquili she saw; a strange looking fellow with long, rabbit-like ears and antlers.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 11:36 am
Vespasian followed slowly behind his daughter. He was impressed with her beyond words; and saying she was a "Daddy's Girl" would be a gross understatement. However, he tried not to smother her too much, especially since she had rapidly blossomed from a long-limbed awkward foal to a graceful and stunningly beautiful mare of her own. For now, Vespasian stayed in the within the bounds of the tree line, watching from afar. But despite himself, he felt the fur on the back of his neck hackle as she immediately went over to one of the stallions.
He gave a sigh and tossed his mane, making a wide circle around the outside of the meadow clearing, trying to get closer without making it look like he was outright spying. He knew his daughter was at the age where stallions would start grabbing her attention, but he damned if he was ready to let her go just yet.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:45 pm
In the distance, a huge hawk circled the sky. From a distance, the creature could be mistaken for a massive vulture, but the wind whistling through the holes in her wings would herald her presence of a Thunderbird. Not a true deity, of course, but her coat gleaned with the visage. She spun around the windy skies, loving the way the clouds were darkening. She felt the electricity sputter through her feathers - a crackling, tingling sensation that forcasted the coming storm. Perhaps a saner mind would have appreciate this as being her 'favorite' weather - the weather that she felt the most at home with - but she didn't swell on such thoughts. The massive bird landed in a old tree, its leaves dropped in the harsh winter months. The branch creaked and splintered beneath her razor sharp talons, barely holding her up. She tucked her wings under her and looked over the land. She wasn't particularly hungry, but she felt her feathers prickle at the sight of some Soquili milling about the meadow.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 7:48 am
Heinrich lifted his head to see a a colorful mare approaching. Though Heinrich was far from a social creature, he wasn't ignorant to the appeal of mares. It was strange at first... he used to be a little Wolpertinger so Soquili mares were, well, alien to him. But he had been in this Soquili body long enough he did start to realize his gaze appreciating a shapely mare, and this vision was no different. Completely at a loss of what to do, he straightened up and gave a curt nod. "Hello," he said gruffly, doing his best to now come off as completely rude; something that was a challenge for him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:22 am
The mare did not go unnoticed by Faris, either. His initial reaction when she approached the strange furry stallion was that she was obviously ignoring him because of his kalona-esque visage. He snorted and tossed his long braid over his shoulder, letting his wings unfurl a bit in indignation. But he caught himself and took a deep breath, realizing he was fretting over nothing.
Miyuki had taught him many things, and one was to stop assuming other Soquili shunned him for his appearance. There could be a multitude of reasons why the mare was approaching the other stallion first. And most importantly, he didn't need to bother himself with other mares anyway. He found all the acceptance and love he needed from his lady, and he suddenly felt herself missing her.
In the distance, a rumbling of thunder broke the silence of the meadow. This was the last of the motivation Faris needed to leave. He ran into a trot, unfurling his wings fully and catching the wind in an updraft. He had a bad feeling about something, and wanted to get back to his lady as soon as possible to soothe his mind. More food would have to wait for now.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:35 am
Narci's eyes widened as one of the most beautiful mares he had ever seen trotted into the meadow. His wings waved behind him and he immediately tossed his mane a few times, trying to get it to fall in just the right way. Narci, being a flutter, stood barely higher than a regular Soquili's shoulders, even in his full size form... but he never let his size be too much of a detraction. He had beauty and charm to make up for his size in spades.
He also wasn't put off by the fact that she seemed to approach the other stallion in the meadow first. He was a rather drab fellow...short as well, but stocky. Certainly something as exotic as this lady wanted someone with a bit more color!
He trotted over to where they were talking,putting on his best smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 10:29 am
Priyanka 's eyes twinkled as she smiled at her new friend. She was far from being interested in stallions in that way (at least so far), but she had such a charm and beauty to her she was quite used to being the center of attention. She hadn't noticed the half-kalona that flew away, but she did notice the peacock colored flutter that was rapidly strutting over her way. "Hello!" she chimed happily at the rabbit-eared one. "And hello to you,too," she said, turning to face the approaching Flutter. "My name is Priyanka, nice to meet you!" Her smile was disarmingly charming, and her feathers caught the light of the sun as they danced in the wind.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 11:14 am
Vespasian looked to the sky as the thunder rumbled in the distance. He was still milling around the outskirts oft he meadow, weaving in and out of the mostly bare trees, keeping an eye on his daughter as she spoke to the stallions. He was a little uncomfortable with her being the only mare in the group - but one stallion has already flew off.
He watched carefully, making sure the other two stallions were being gentleman. He was very good at reading body language, and he could tell that the buff colored mutant looked a bit uncomfortable, but the peacock one seemed to be acting true to his nature. He knew Priyanka would be angry at him for storming over and being overprotective... so for now he stayed back against his better judgement, watching how the males interacted with her like a hawk.
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Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2014 9:01 am
Adrenaline rustled through her feathers as the massive bird took off from the tree. She unfurled her wings and flew as high as she could go. The rain began to drizzle, and the cold, biting wind stung at her eyes. When she knew she was a comfortable distance, she let out a great screech, and began to dive. In an instant, the great hawk's form was contorting and twisting int he air, shifting into her larger Soquili form during her long, swift decent. Once the transformation was finished, the beast unfurled her wings and caught the updraft; catching herself before she plummeting into the ground. She began to get some height again, circling in the air and turning back towards the mellow meadow; contemplating who would be her first victim.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 11:41 am
"My name is Heinrich vonCoren," he said to the pretty little mare. He tossed his thick braids over his shoulder and shifted his weight from hoof to hoof. He felt the most awkward as he had for years. He didn't know what to say at all, and while he found her - surprisingly - attractive, he obviously wouldn't have known exactly what to do with her if she had any real interest.
But he was getting far too ahead of himself. Obviously this little filly was just trying to make conversation, but that didn't seem to help his awkwardness. He rarely talked to anyone. He forced a smile, and hoped she would pick up the conversion from there.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 11:45 am
"And I'm Narcissus!" the little flutter said, stepping right up to vonCoren and inserting himself into the conversation. His eyes were set on the attractive young mare, and his smile was beaming and appreciative. "My, what a vision you are," he said, picking up the lag in conversation, "Especially in how dire straights this winter had been. Your colors are like a Herald of springtime, and make me miss it even more! Certainly, please tell me you're some .... Angeni of the springtime or summer or something; you're too majestic to be anything but!" He bowed his head in an over-the-top display and smiled, very happy with himself.
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