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 Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2025 10:47 am
This is a private RP for me. =3  Fall has finally come and it's about time. You're really starting to enjoy the cooler weather after this blazing summer. You've started gearing everything towards this transitional time....Only, it's false tall or as some call it, second summer. It's getting unbearably hot again. Does it seem hotter than before or is it just because you'd finally had a break from the relentless heat? How does this effect your travel plans? Do you have to put them off or prepare differently? What about your hunting plans or you planting times? Is this whole thing a blessing in disguise or are you going to have to do a complete 180 in your life to make it work? Write an RP responding to the above prompt telling us about your soquili's perfect summer day.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2025 4:11 pm
Elira looks out over the ravine. Her mountain home is plagued with the same heat as the land below. At least up here, there's a soothing breeze. Most days, she hides in the caves below, staying out of the sun. Today, she decided to emerge from the depths to spend time with her father. She lies next to him, with one front ankle crossed over the other. Cobalt blue cloven hooves dangle over the edge of the cliff.
Growing up in the Spring and Summer as a foal did not acclimate Elira to the scalding heat. She longed for Winter's bite against her nose. Fall was a welcome break from the warm air, before her favorite season arrived. Yet, it still teased that it wasn't yet to arrive.
If she spent too long in the heat, it would make her feel ill. A short time, though, and she'd do fine. Shade and the protection of night helped her endure the sun. If she wasn't careful, her white coat would burn.
Looking to her father, she doesn't placate him with a fake smile. The kind of smiles used to comfort others. No, she gives him a look with her eyes that tells everything. They are filled with affection and give their own smile as she closes them once and gives the slightest nod.
The two can have deep moments, without the need for words. Augustine is a stallion of few words. Elira spoke his unspoken language. Though she would speak to others without any issue.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2025 4:28 pm
Augustine studies Elira as she gazes at him. He nods his head back at her, as if to say "I see you, daughter of mine. I appreciate that you have graced me with a visit. Your mother will be sad she missed you." Augustine rarely left Arete's side. Sometimes, though, he would give her solitude. This is one of those moments. He never questioned her when she didn't come with him up the mountain. With all his heart, he trusted her, loved her. Elira, Poe, and their strong draconic son, a testament to their love. His only son, containing strong draconic blood, takes after his own father. Both large and fierce, like an ice dragon, yet also strong of heart. The spirits have blessed him with the family he has. All hold a special place in his heart.
The summer heat waves do not affect him as much as other members of his family. Taking after his mother, he is resilient to the seasons, since she did not grow up as a snowbird like his father. Even as such, his dad still had stamina and resilience against the warmer weather. Elira, though, is young and did not acclimate to the seasons like most would. She is a snowbird through and through. Looking at her, he gazes at her with one eye, peering at her through his bangs as if to say "Are you doing okay? The sun is rising, and it's getting hotter. Unfortunate that the hot weather has returned after a rather nice week of cool winds."
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2025 4:52 pm
Chilly pecks at the sleeping white mound before her. When it doesn't yield, she makes small hoots and flutters her wings. This doesn't seem to work either. So she resorts to flapping her wings as hard as she can without taking flight. Sending a bluster of wind and a stray feather forward.
Icefyre groans, but doesn't roll over. Being rather large, he learned to hold still as he slept, so that when Arcangelica slept beside him, he did not bring her harm. Always mindful of her and protecting her even in his rest. Popping one eye open, he huffs a cold breath at his friend and familiar. "Thiiisss had better be good." he rumbles at her.
Chilly puffs up her feathers at the cold breath that Icefyre blows at her. "Sir, your son is visiting, and Elira has already gone to join him."
"Chilly, how long have we been friends now? You do not have to call me Sir. Why didn't you wake me if my son was visiting? If Elira has left the cave, I would assume it's Augustine that has come to visit." he says as he raises up, stretching his wings and craning his neck.
Chilly rolls her eyes. She DID try to wake him up. Several times! She does not mention this though. "Yes sir." she says as she flies up to perch on his shoulder.
The two leave the cave and head over to where Augustine and Elira are lazing on the edge of a cliff that peers out over the land below. Stretching his vast wings, he shades them both. Angling his wing to especially provide shelter from the sun for Elira.
"Good morning!" he booms. A few birds in the trees take flight at his thunderous voice.
Augustine laughs and smiles up at his dad, in greeting.
Elira hums. "That's very nice, thank you. And good morning to you and Chilly as well." she dips her head, causing the ornaments on her antlered horn to tinkle. "I don't know how much longer I can stay out here. It sure is a lovely view though."
Icefyre nods matter-of-factly. "Yes, this view is part of why I chose this cave, when looking for a place closer to your mother's homeland. I wanted her to wake up and look out over it. To bring her joy, as she has brought me." he beams.
Elira sighs up at him. "I hope to find a love like yours, or fathers. One day. For now, though, I think I'm going to find some shade." She stands up and gives her father a kiss on the cheek. She gets to spend time with her grandfather often, so she is letting these two have their moment together, along with seeking shelter in her cool cave.
Chilly flits over to Elira, and perches on her horn. "Might I join you?" she too, giving time for the stallions to spend time together.
Elira smiles. "Absolutely. Should we find some breakfast before we head back? A mouse, perhaps? And some berries?"
Chilly clicks her beak. Always the thoughtful mare. "A mouse, or maybe a fish. Mmm, yes. You head back, though, and I will bring the breakfast." Chilly wings at Elira, then flies off. Wanting her to get out of the heat.
Icefyre and Augustine sat for hours, saying nothing, and yet having a fulfilling moment together. Until the sun rose high in the sky, and they both were too hot. Then they both headed down to the stream together, without any direction. There, they cooled themselves off before each heading back to their respective dens.
Even in the hot end of summer days, that won't go away, the snowbirds keep going. Just a little warmer, but always supporting those who need to be nurtured more in the heat.
~Fin.
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