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 Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 11:20 am
This is an AIM log of a PRP between CherryRiddle4 and myself. Please do not post.  
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 11:31 am
A cool breeze caused the mare's delicate ears to flick, the unanticipated movement seeming to startle them. Nadya sighed as she made her way gently through the forest, her beaded bracelets clicking softly. It seemed as if it took ages for the summer to finally reach the Soquili lands, and now that it had, her feelings toward it were bitter sweet. She remembered the draught the year before, and the fire which followed. The cerynei was wary of the sudden turn of weather, and she paced uneasily. Surely that was just a freak, once in a lifetime occurrence... That wouldn't happen again, would it? Her turquoise eyes looked about, trying to pick up a sign of something out of place. When they found nothing, she shook her head. Surely she was just working herself into a panic, and there was no need for that.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 11:43 am
It had been weeks since she last spotted another. She had been traveling for weeks now searching for a herd to belong to. Yet her efforts have been in vain as none seemed to like the idea of her becoming part of their herd. Nyx had mixed feelings about that as she was trained to be a warrior and not some brutal killer. She knows restraint. Though she can't fault the herds for turning her down. That would be unprofessional. So she continued on in her quest. Sometimes coming across others that traveled alone or in pairs. Like her recent friend with the tentacle hair. The warm air on her back is irritating but something she has grown accustomed to. Summer being as it is and all. Shifting her weight she dips lower as she moves towards the ground. It is as she gets close to the ground when she spots another mare not to far from her as she lands. She is behind the cerynei mare and she tilts her head as she wonders why she is alone. Perhaps she has no herd either.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 11:48 am
Nadya's keen ears told her something wasn't right, but she just sighed and moved along. In all the time she had been wandering alone, she hadn't yet met anything interested in hurting her, so she wasn't overly skittish. Her long hair brushed against the ground as she moved, and she compensated by maneuvering into a graceful, galloping gait, very much like that of a deer. It was more difficult than her previous mope of a walk, but it seemed to do the trick. Yet, she still couldn't shake the feeling that she had heard something. She continued on, wondering if perhaps the thing following her would come forward. If it wouldn't, maybe it was just too shy. She wouldn't want to make the creature uncomfortable if that was the case, though, so she figured she'd give it some time to build up its courage to approach.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 12:00 pm
She watches the mare and shakes her head. Did the other mare really not hear her land or was she of a low intellect? Though she will admit it is interesting to see the other run away. Out of fear? No she doesn't think so. More like the other simply doesn't care.. Which is a reaction that she wasn't expecting. Though that doesn't really matter. In the meantime she needs to figure out whether to say something to catch the mares attention or do something.. Which sounds very tempting as a spark of mischief goes through her. She lets the mare get further away before running after letting her wings spread before launching into the air. She flies upward as she races to get in front so she can swoop down to land right in front of the mare and startle her. It has been a while since she has had any fun so perhaps she deserves it. As she gets to a good distance ahead of the mare she turns and dives down from the sky before stretching her hooves and talons out. Flapping her leather wings she slows down to land a few furlongs in front of the mare. Alert eyes watching to see the reaction of the cerynei mare before her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 5:24 pm
Nadya had her ears keenly positioned to listen to the other she assumed was nearby. When she heard something that sounded like wings beating, however, she grew wary. Her ears swiveled to follow the noise, and she flinched slightly when the gust above her caused her bangs to shiver. She watched quietly as the mare landed in front of her, and she tried to take her visage in as quickly as possible in the event that she became a threat. The other mare's hair reminded her of a pale version of her own, though her ornaments were different than hers. Her dark coat reminded her vaguely of the nighttime sky, but her feathered tail was something that the cerynei had never seen before. On further inspection, she took note of the odd talons on the mare's front legs. What a curious creature this certainly was. Of course, she noticed the Kalona features as well, which she was already well aware of. Nadezhda was poised to run if necessary, confident that she would be able to navigate through the dense woods better than the possible attacker. At the very least, she was better equipped for the task at hand. Instead of automatically fleeing, however, she couldn't help but be curious.
"What," she began, fairly cautiously, "exactly are you? I don't think I've ever quite seen traits such as yours... I mean, I've seen the wings and the horns. But the..." She paused, unsure of how to say this. "Your front feet. I don't think I've ever seen any like that. And your tail, too. See, I've never really met many others who aren't of my... Kind, I guess you would say. I always lived in a herd of cerynei and we were rather secluded. Nobody got in, nobody got out. That's just how it was. And until this last year, I'm not entirely sure I knew that a world outside the herd even existed..." She thought about it and decided that it would probably be best if she left it at that. Goodness knows she didn't need to explain her entire life's story to everyone who happened to walk by. She really needed to be better about that.
While she eagerly awaited the newcomer's reply, she surveyed the area a little bit better, plotting out any escape routes should it become necessary. She decided on the ridiculously rocky way to her right, which would be easy for her to bound through with her petite size and her cerynei grace. So long as her ground-length hair didn't get caught on something or it didn't get in the way or her hooves, she would likely be able to get away safely. This, however, was certainly a possibility.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 6:43 pm
After tucking in her wings she takes in the others appearance more closely. Delicate ornaments with flowers and jewels wrap around her neck and are twined in the mare's hair. The mare has a mane black as ink with a length and natural wave to it that reminds her of her own locks that are on her head. The mare has a coat like the deer that are scattered all over. Petite and dainty she can see the resemblance to those of the deer race too. That body build would make it easy for her to run among the forests and in tight spots that she herself wouldn't be able to get into. Probably graceful while doing it too.
She watches as the mare starts to ramble on and just listening.Amused by the other's alertness and nerves." I am part Kalona and part hippogryph. My talons and tail are such signs of that breed. You haven't traveled much from what I can tell. Though I would suggest not to give your life story out. There are some which would use it to do harm though I am not of that kind." She looks around also and chuckles." I am not going to harm you if that is what you are thinking. Unless you wish me harm then I would defend myself, but unlike some of the breeds in which I have traits. I have a code that I must follow. I am a warrior and was taught to live in a certain way. So, are you lost? Or is it just wandering around as you travel?"
Tilting her head she waits for a reply. It is possible that the other will bolt. Though than she would be alone again. At times she likes company. This being one of those times. She shakes her neck to settle some of the hair that was on the wrong side. The click of the beads soft and a little musical to her ears. " Is all of those in your herd such natural colors? Or is it just you? I guess I should introduce myself. Be civil and all that. I am called Nyx Valkyrie. If I may know your name?" She frowns as she gets an itch on her flank." Excuse me as I scratch an itch. I am not ignoring you. I am definitely intrigued by your rambling." Reaching back with her horns she starts to scratch the itch until she is satisfied. "There that is better." Looking forward again she gives a small grin." Nothing like scratching an itch right?" Unsure on where she is taking this conversation she decides it would be best to let the other mare speak. Who knows maybe she will have more questions.
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