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 Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 11:49 pm
Genivieve was also wary of the distance the wind was taking her and her mate, catching sight of the comforting mountain colors less and less as she spiralled continually down. While the mountain may not have provided a great landing pad, at least the territory was somewhat familiar. How could she and Malzieu land if they didn't know what might be waiting for them at the bottom?!
Her stomach heaved from the continual motion, but she managed to keep her flight under some amount of control. However, she knew that she wouldn't be able to stay airborn much longer, and the faintest whiff of grass wafted past her nose. Grass? Then that meant there had to be a patch nearby... and THAT meant it would be somewhere safe to land!
She struggled to remain upright long enough to find that safety net, her eyes sweeping the ground as often as possible.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 8:28 pm
Ouch!
One of the first rules of flight his mother taught him was to not only look where you were going, but where you could possibly end up. Plan for the dangers, if possible. Well, Malzieu did not feel so bad for not minding this basic lesson at this point in time -- mentally, that is, for he was quickly thumping up against a number of leaves and branches.
Somewhere after the last tumbling barrel-roll there must have been a tree. Still, he was not falling so much as making a bad landing; grasping wildly with needle-point claws, the brown pixie was able to take hold of a branch.
"Breath in, breath out," he thought, in a calming and healing chant. "Geni..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 8:47 pm
Genivieve wasn't much better in her own landing attempts, as a final gust of wind shoved her face first into the grass below. She tumbled for some distance, her tails flicking about wildly even as her wings flapped and paws scrambled as she tried to maintain some sense of control.
What stopped her was something hard and stiff, and she physically crumpled even as she yelped, fueled by pain, "STUPID TREE!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 9:01 pm
"Genivieve!"
His mate's name escaped suddenly, escaping from his gathering thoughts into a vocal cry. Ears were pricked -- they had sensed another outcry that had triggered his own. Blinking deliberately to completely clear his vision and pawing away a twig that had gotten lodged in his bangs, Malzieu stood to get a good look around. She was probably nearby, though the direction could have been anywhere. Not daring to move his entire body quite yet, his claws still clung to the hapless branch as he called,
"Geni! Geni?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 7:17 pm
"Be a little quieter, Mal. Can't you see my head hurts?"
Genivieve huffed the words rather than shouted them, shifting the tips of the purple and green tails that were curved over her face. Her final position had left her on her back, with her hind legs curved up against the tree trunk. Leaf colored eyes looked up into the branches, and she hissed in slight pain as she shifted positions.
Any landing you can walk away from is a good landing, she grousingly reminded herself, though she vowed that whoever had invented that saying had never landed quite like her and Malzieu. Which lead to the quick realization that, the shout of her name that she had dismissed out of habit, meant that her beloved was still alive and well!
"Malzieu! Malzieu, where are you?!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 2:30 pm
His darling's voice! But alas, still no sight of her. Somewhere... down or around the tree, his ears told him. Lith antennae moved effortlessly as Mal tried to smell out Genivieve -- in this case, they were better than his nose. Though the wind was much calmer here, its disorder was still felt in masking and misguiding the senses, but these particular organs he knew he could count on in a pinch.
Yes, downward and a little to the right. Malzieu hopped between branches, taking the time to assure his landings with small flutters and careful grasping. Falling again would be a mess and besides, what if he fell on Geni?
"Up in a tree, ma chérie!" he called down to answer, becoming more lighthearted in relief with every hop.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 8:09 pm
Up? Genivieve's immediate response was a flutter of delicate wings; she dared not zoom to the tree tops for fear of being swept up again into the dangerous currents, so she hovered at a half-way point.
She swept her eyes around the clusters of brown until she saw a tell-tale moving splotch of purple, and nothing but joy came from her cry, "Malzieu!" Then, with a chortle, "You... you look like a bouncy grape! Come down on the ground!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 10:34 pm
"With great joy, I shall obey~"
Two more branch-hops and Malzieu next to open air. Trees such as this in great number may take some getting used to, as compared to the sparser mountain. He paused for a moment, hovering in a final check of his equilibrium, before darting down to his mate. Coos of joy were the only utterances that could escape his mouth upon being so gratefully close to Geni again. One antennae darted out to curl around hers in a gentle sign of pixie love.
"Are you alright, Geni? No injuries?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 10:46 pm
Genivieve accepted the affection, her violet wings blurring as she maintained the hovering position with the brown pixie that sprang from the trees. At his question, she huffed, "It takes more than a little wind to get the best of me! What of you, mon amour?"
The pixie had, of course, already begun her own investigation, maintaining the tenuous connection of her antennae with her mate's even as she snuffled his large ears, his heart-speckled cheek, the top curve of his neck. If anything had happened to Malzieu... she would never forgive herself.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:03 pm
Malzieu's ears twitched unconsciously at the inspection and he chuckled, though he tried to remain mostly still.
"A few bruises I think. It probably looks worse than it is -- I think half of the tree came with me." The brown pixie gave an agitated frown, almost glaring at the remaining, smaller bark-and-leaf-bits he could spy in his colorful bangs. His tails felt like a mess, too. And not a spring or brook in sight... wherever they were. Somewhere in the realm, at least, yet definitely no longer in the mountain's area. Joy ebbed from his body, no less grateful to be reunited with Geni, but now beginning to be concerned about where they had been tossed down.
It has been a long time since he was away from the mountain... the times were vague. The rocky peaks with their miraculously grand flowers had been the true home of the pixies, with their deity even taking up residence there.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:42 pm
Genivieve, convinced that the tree had left her beloved in one piece, ceased her investigation and concentrated on clean up, meticulously using her teeth to remove the brown and green bits tangled in Malzieu's bangs. They actually accented his own markings rather well, in her opinion, but the scruffy look just didn't suit him. Not her sensitive Malzieu.
As she turned to spit course material from her mouth, her leaf-colored eyes stayed fixated on the mountain. She was shocked at how cold and lifeless it looked - brown stone and white snow, no sight of the plants that she spent her life in, not even a shine of green from lichen. Just... dirt and frost.
But the mountain in the best of times did not offer the sheer amount of flora that this new area did. Grasses and trees, flowers with different insects buzzing about in pollination... when she took a better look around, she couldn't help but whisper, "This place... is beautiful."
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 9:38 pm
Malzieu turned to his pastel mate and saw the awe in her eyes, yet could not restrain a pang of nostalgia. The wind-storm had hurried along the silent question and brought about its own decision. It was not like they could never visit the mountain on occasion... He was unsure of this possible new future, most of all. Mal tried to attribute it to the pixie's magical connection with the peaks, but it was, in the end, a more personal tie. At least the children were grown and Geni was here, but he knew himself well enough to realize that it such a change would not be quickly accepted. Taking a deep breath, Mal did his best to sound enthusiastic, supportive.
"Yes... very beautiful. Very green."
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:26 pm
Genivieve's ear swivelled at her mate's tone, tilting her head as she studied him. That brown, heart-studded exterior perfectly reflected his accepting, loving nature, but she could hear in his voice something not embodied by his fur... a longing, a regret. Something that bordered too close to pain to settle correctly with her.
"Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, mon amour?*"
She nuzzled against him, curling her tails so that they rested over his own, their own kind of rainbow. "There is magic here, good magic. The kind of magic we raised our children in... the kind of magic that we could, maybe, raise more in. Don't you think?"
*"What's wrong, my love?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 11:08 pm
As Genivieve's warmth settled against him, the anxiety fled quickly -- like many small creatures on the wrong side of her anger. It instantly brought a smile to the pixie's face and he nuzzled her in return. Thoughts followed suit to happier things as he took a moment to appreciate her gestures. The magic was good, but his mate's reassurance was the strongest force in the little clearing.
"Ah Geni, c'est vrai. I'm just being worrisome, aren't I? There will be new adventures and... memories here. What a gruff homebody I have become!" he said, with the last statement imbued with some dramatic flare. "GUFFAW~"
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 11:24 pm
"Why yes you have, Malzieu! What happened to the light-hearted scamp who would follow me anywhere? Hm?" Giving a final nuzzle to her mate along with an affectionate n** to his ear, the pastel pixie dove away, her wings flickering even though she stayed planted on the ground. Yes, this was an exciting moment, one to be filled with joy, not regret!
"You've gotten soft on me. C'est possible? No, no, we can't have this. You need immediate excercise!" She increased her speed, throwing a final challenge into the wind that had brought them to this new land, "Catch me if you can, mon amour~"
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