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PostPosted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 7:53 pm


Setting: Clearing near a natural fruit orchard
Players: Stormwild & Balrog

Kamiki
((RP for Storm and Balrog - others can join but let Sabin and I Have a few posts first if thats okay))

Stormwild had been sleeping on the ground, and part of her didn't want to fight trying to get up. But her muscles were starting to hurt from being in a rather uncomfortable position for a few hours. She would have never guessed lying down could have been such an ordeal, but it had taken her several minutes to get down the down with her large belly. And she knew it would take at least four times as long to get up. But finally the ache in her hip caused her to fight her way onto her feet. Her ankles were still store, despite their rest, and she said a quick silent prayer that she would drop her foals soon. She was estatic about being a mother, but she was getting rather tired of the pregnancy. Her heavy belly made it impossible to fly, a pastime that she loved, but having to wobble around all day was killig her legs and back.

She made her way over the river and drank for a while, then went to look for some food. She wasn't usually picky, but recently some grasses made her feel sick. And ironically she's been particuarly craving the soft leaves and fruits that were in the high trees, but she could reach them in her current state. She wander over to a thick tree and learned her rump against it, staring up into its bracnhes longingly.


Sabin Duvert
Balrog cut a firey path across the night sky, his ember hooves and burning tribal patterns along his pelt standing out like a brand, his wings beating fiercely as he raced against the wind. The cooler temperatures were finally settling in along the plains, and he exhilarated as his steaming breath was visible in the cool night air.

His whinny pierced the silence in his bold declaration of ownership - the skies, the plains, all of it he wanted to mark as his - as far as his eyes could see - and let the heavens be damned.

His eyes caught a figure plodding along the grounds, and his first thought was egotistical mirth. Balrog considered himself, well, literally above most of the earthbound soquili that were his 'lesser' bretheren, usually showing them nothing but scorn on a normal day - and perhaps - on a good day - patronization. However, his sharp eyes soon caught familiar feathers on her back and his curiousity was piqued. His kind was rare.

He set his flight in a downward spirial, broad wings catching the air as he finally landed with a grace in front of the - he could now see- very foal-heavy mare, his ears flicking forward.


Kamiki
Stormwild blinked in surprise as an impressive winged stallion landed in front of her, his orange runes blazing in the fading light like embers. She hadn't seen another wind soquili around this area...and never had she seen any soquili with such brands. Her interest in the fruit was quelled for the moment as she shook her mane and whinnied a greeting to the stranger. "Hello," she said friendly, flicking her tail.


Sabin Duvert
He snorted, tossing his mane, and eyed the mare critically before speaking a word. Her coat was well groomed, and her build spoke of good, strong breeding - quite a comely filly if he did think so himself.

He took a few paces towards her, his short, ebony fur rippling with the muscles beneath the thin covering. "I am suprised to see a mare heavy with foal without a herd - or even a stallion around for that matter." He said simply, his voice a heavy thunder - not bothering to even return her greeting.


Kamiki
Storm's eyes widened in surprise at his forewardness and she snorted a bit in frustration. "Couscous is around!" she said, actually having no idea where he was. She cared for Couscous very much, but she was definately a free spirit and didn't feel like she needed the protection of a stallion at all times. "I can take care of myself, he's not responsiable for what I do in my own time." She nodded defensively, thinking that sounded a lot better and convincing in her head than how she had spoken it.


Sabin Duvert
His nose flared as he lifted his head and sniffed the wind - the orangey-red of his nostrils evident as they pulled in the breeze and expunged steaming breath.

"I smell no other stallion close." He challenged, his tail audibly swishing in mockery. "And a mare so far along would have difficulty defending herself." He scoffed, nipping at her hindquarters.

"If I had a mare such as yourself, I would be certain to know where she was. Unable to fly with such a weight, protect herself from cougars or other dangers." He nodded assuredly.


Kamiki
Storm's ears flattened and she trotted away from his n**. She kicked up a bit of dirt in his general direction. "I could still take on a mountain lion if I had to," she said, lifting her chin up in the air. "And I could still fly if I really needed to." She wasn't completely positive abuot that, either, but she figured she could probably manage to get air when it came down to life and death.

"Well, its obvious then you don't have a mate like me, then, isn't it? For I don't see any mares around either." She smirked and tossed her mane, craning her graceful neck purposely.


Sabin Duvert
"Oh... of course you could." He smirked, sarcasm heavy in his voice as he eyed her swollen belly. "And what happens when you do have your foal, and your esteemed mate is absent - will you be able to feed yourself, your foal AND protect it from danger? It can take a while for them to learn to fly." He lifted his chin, looking up towards the heavens.

"I'm seeking a herd." He replied. "Set off own my own. Although I doubt that there are enough of us to even form one." He shook his mane. "Too many of those 'wingless wonders' soiling the bloodline."



Kamiki
"Me and my baby will be just fine. He'll be around when I need him to be." She tried not to look too bothered by his condiscending comments towards the flightless soquili.

To be honest, while she didn't hold such... digust towards them like this stallion obviously did, in her heart she knew the Children of the Wind where in a class all their own. They were different from them. Not better, per se, but meant to guide them and protect them.

It had never even crossed her mind that other wind soquili would dissapprove of her mating with a non winged stallion. She shifted her weight unfortably, obviously not wanting to point out that she was carrying such "weakened bloodlines" in her own belly. A tinge of guild passed over her features, but she held her head up high.

She wouldn't let a silly comment like that worry her. It was all poppycock anyway. Her children, winged or not, would be perfect.

So instead she changed the subject. "You're looking for a herd made up solely of Children of the Wind?" She wanted to join a heard, especially with children. And this stallion certainly looked capable. But obviously she wouldn't join a herd whereCouscous would be unwanted.


Sabin Duvert
"Well he is not here now to 'protect' you from me." He smirked. "Not that he could do much if I really wanted to hurt you. Not that I have any desire to do so against such a fine mare as yourself."

He raised his head proudly. "And of course. I would associate with no less than other Wind soquili." He affirmed. "What rubbish would it be otherwise? Running about on the ground when the rest of the herd soars above them?" His snort turned into a ridiculing whinny. "Let them be prey to the cougars or slaves to the men. It is what they were made for, after all. Let us soar above them - heirs to the winds themselves." He spread his wings for emphasis.


((Vash - whee - ahhyes, he's an arrogant b*****d - but fun like that ^_~ ))



Kamiki
Storm didn't know quite how to react. He managed to insult her ability to protetct herself, insult her mate, and yet give her a compliment and seem quite charming all at the same time. So she just kind looked at him.

But her ears flicked back as she went off on their grounded kin. "Not so much different than us, if you ask me," she said. "I mean, just a set of wings. If we were to be injured or otherwise impared," she shifter her weight and looked down at her swollen belly for emphasis, "we are just the same as them. You shouldn't look down on them so much. You should use your advantage to your their aide."


Sabin Duvert
He just rolled his eyes in her defense. "We are different from them - in more than just our wings. We were given these wings by the Creator for a purpose - to soar - to set us aside. No predator of ours soars the sky like we do - we are removed from harm, and can find havens of food and shelter that they cannot access. We are thusly removed from them. By helping them we only hamper our own potential.

He eyed her belly. "And if you are so grounded - as you said before that you were not..." He let this hang for a moment, enjoying catching her in a lie "then you should have gone to safer ground with your mate before being so restricted." He tossed his head.


Kamiki
Storm didn't feel like arguing, so she just settled for agreeing to disagree. She tossed her head and shrugged, then looked down to her belly. "Well, I could still fly if I needed to," she admitted. "Its just harder. I'm heavy. This is hard work, you know. There's a reasons the mares carry the foals. Stallions don't have the sense or responsibility" she said teasingly.

"My name is Stormwild, by the way," she said, realizing they never made official greetings.


Sabin Duvert
He smirked. "Or perhaps Stallions have more sense than to be burdoned with the business of foals. The mares are tenderhearted enough to take on that weakness."

"And that is still no excuse for not finding safeground sooner." He tossed his head in affirmation of his statement.

"And I am called Balrog." he declared with a spread of his wings, displaying the markings that were etched into his hide.


Kamiki
"Nice to meet you, Balrog," she said, bowing her head a bit.

"And what's so... unsafe about this place? Its frequented by the others. And there is plenty of food. Her eyes wandered up to a peice of fruit hanging heavy on a upward brach.


Sabin Duvert
He gave an offhanded nod in greeting.

"And I suppose it is safe enough. But If I had a mare with foal I would demand she find a safe mesa valley, or mesatop... or somewhere that others could not easily access and had few mountain lions and humans." He proclaimed.


Kamiki
"Well, when you have a mare she will be and safe and bored and alone up on her mesatop," Storm smirked. "I want to be around the others of our kind when my foal is born so they are never alone."


Sabin Duvert
"Well that's good for you." He said, a slight tone of patronization slipping into his voice intentionally. "And when the cougars come after your foal, I'm sure you'll think of me" He snorted, flicking his tail and turning away.


Kamiki
Storm flipped her mane. "If I didn't know any better I would say you're concerned for me." she teased, as she stepped after him.


Sabin Duvert
He tossed his head. "I am no such thing." He stretched his wings. "Merely don't have any desire to see any fewer of us Winged Soquili. You or your foal."


Kamiki
"Thats sweet," she said flatly. "Maybe you and I should stick around for a little bit, then. I haven't seen any other of our kind around. But I know they're out there." To be honest, Balrog was so intimidating looking, she knew that any lions around wouldn't have to be fought because they wouldn't come anywhere near something that looked like him. Well, at least she wouldn't if she were a mountain lion.

And she really didn't like being along right now. She didn't knew when her foal might come, though she was pretty sure it would be soon.


Sabin Duvert
"Maybe I will" He replied airily, not looking back at her, but gazing up at the sky. "If I found you, then maybe there are other Wind Soquili around. You and your mate make two, at the very least. Maybe there is a chance at starting up a herd around here." He glanced back with a grin. "Besides, with us, our range is much greater than other soquili - we can cover a lot more ground much faster."


Kamiki
She couldn't stand it anymore. "He isn't, uh, a wind soquili," she mumbled, slowing down a bit. I would love to start a herd with you. But I can't if you're going to completely close it off to all Soquili. I'm sorry/"


Sabin Duvert
"Whaaaaat?" he responded, incredulously, turning slowly back to her. He snorted in derision and tossed his head. He wasn't sure if he should be disgusted or pitious. "You... you coupled with an earthbound? Tarnished your blood and quite possibly stole the wings from your foal?" He said scornfully. "How will you properly care for a wingless foal? By living earthbound with it? Depend on the weak mate you coupled with?" He tossed his head, shuddering at the concept.

"And if that is your carefree attitude, then perhaps it is best you would not join a herd with me." He lifted his head, turning around again.


Kamiki
Storm stomped her hooves in frustration. "I already TOLD you I haven't seen any other wind soquili around here before, okay?? I didn't even know if I was, you know, the only one or something. You're the first I've ever seen! So cut me some slack."

She trotted in front of him, cutting him off. "And my blood is not tarnished by anything. Couscous is a fine stallion! Beautiful and pleasant and deserving of a great progeny! And it doesn't matter if my foal has wings or not! They will still be a superior foal with such a great father as Couscous! What you expect me to just feed my children to the wolves if they aren't born with feathers?! How disgusting. You aren't fit to ever be a father with that attitude!"


Sabin Duvert
Balrog's ears flattened and his eyes took on a firey sheen. He didn't need to take that, epecially from a mare. Let alone a mare that had coupled with a groundbound horse.

"Well glad to see that you were so selective." He said, dripping sarcasm and a gnash of his teeth. "No good mates in sight so might as well get with a homely but 'sweet' male, who is not even good enough to keep within sight of his mare." He shook his head again.

With a flick of his tail he leaped into the air and caught himself on his grand wings. He didn't need to stay here and be criticized. He flapped, gaining height and passed by the tree laden with fruit, snatching a particularly ripe one off of the higher branches, smacking it loudly and with satisfaction, driving home the point of the glories of flight.


Kamiki
Her ears were pressed flat against the back of her head and he watched him, her anger boiling more as she smacked loudly on the fruit she was craving so bad. "You know, I hope you fall for a grounded mare one day. That.. that would just be such sweet irony," she snorted.

She learned heavily on the tree with a huff. She hated bring angry. Wasn't like her. But his comments didn't settle right with her. Admittedly given the choice she would have rather had offspring with a winged stallion. But she thought she was the only one. ANd its not like she was "settling" with Couscous anyway. He was a fine, fine stallion. She nodded to herself and her resolve. She wouldn't let the arrogant stallion get to her. He was at least as young as she, which means this was probably his first season of age anyway. He was probably just jealous because he had no mate to speak of.


Sabin Duvert
"Yeah right~!" He called down to her. "As if that would happen. ME! Falling for a damn HORSE!" HIs whinnying laughter echoed down to her as he finished his fruit, "treading air" above her.

He plucked one more of the fruit off of the tree and tossed it down to her. "Let's see this "fine mate" of yours do that." He called back with derision as he soared higher, feeling quite proud of himself and curiuos to see what else this stretch of land held - more Winds, perhaps? The potential for a herd...? Let the mare chide him all she wanted. He would never lower himself to mate with a grounded mare, to have unwinged offspring. What a laugh!


Kamiki
Storm just whinnied to herself in frustration, her hooves digging into the dirt under the tree in annoyance. But she let him go. He would be around once he realize just how rare the winged ones were. She looked down at the fruit with derision. She shook her mane and held her chin high. She snorted into the air after Balrog, and started off to find Couscous.

A few minutes later, she came back and ate the fruit. She blamed it on the foal in her belly.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 7:57 pm


Setting: Open feild
Players: Copper and Kaga Kohaku
Originally Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 7:57 pm

Twiddle
((*rps by herself for now* xD; ))

The suns golden rays flowed down through the tree tops, spreading out over a small clearing. Basking in the warm light was a young foal, his markings familiar to any who have seen the small creatures that lived in forests. His small mane moved slightly in a slight gust of wind, his tail flicking back and forth.

Raising his head, he blinked slowly as he woke from his nap. Kaga yawned, standing up he shook himself off and smacked his lips, looking around boredly. He watched a butterfly fly bye, and it landed on his rump. He sniffed at it and watched it fly away again. He yawned and walked out of the clearing, looking around. He was a loner pretty much, though he did want to play with other foals..


Kamiki
((*sneaks on computer* I'm doing research...really...))

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. There was a rustling in the tall grass near the edge of the clearing. A quail quivered for a moment before finally flying off from its roost nesteled between a rock and the glrases. A copper-colored colt brust out of the grasses chasing after it, trying to n** at the birds tail feathers before it gained much air. The bird was much quicker than the spindlelegged foal, of course, and the colt snorted into the wind, watching it fly away. His expression was playful, and he shook his mane out, sending small bits of grass and dirt to the ground. He looked out over the clearing and spotted another foal. His tail perked with excited and he trotted over. "HELLO!" he called in greeting, his ears pricked high and forward.


Twiddle
Kaga blinked as he heard the greeting and turned around. He smiled in a horsey way, his tail swishing back and forth and his ears perked forward with curiousity. "Hi!" He said, shaking his mane out. "I'm Kaga Kohaku! Who're you?" He asked, happy to see another foal.


Kamiki
The colt whinnied a greeting. "Hello Kaga Kohaku. I'm Copper! You know, like the metal pennies that the humans trade sometimes? Have you ever seen it? Only humans use it, but its really pretty. At least, thats what my mom said. I've never actually seen a copper penny. Mom says most humans around here don't use copper. So its special, and dat's why she named me after it. That and because my fur is like it." He was rambling, but he didn't seem to notice. "Why did your Mom name you Kaga Kohaku? Did you know you look like those little critters that live in the ground?"


Twiddle
Kaga blinked, he had never met someone who talked so much. "Um.. I'm not sure why my mom named me Kaga, I guess she thought it was just a nice name?" He said, still a bit surprised by this colts fast moving mouth. At the comment of looking like an animal that livesin the ground, he blinked. "I do? Where are they?" He asked, looking around to see if he could find one of these little animals that supposedly looks like him.


Kamiki
"Well I think its a nice name, I guess," he said with a nod. "I think thats a perfectly fine thing to do. You know, name something because it sounds pretty. But I guess lots of things sound pretty to different soquili. But thats good, too, because if the same words and stuff all sounded the same amount of pretty to every other soquili than everyone would be named the same thing, right? And it would be confusing if there where lots of us named Kaga Kohaku. But I guess I could always called you 'Kaga Kohaku dat looks like those critters.' But thats hard to say. But I don't have to say it, because there aren't any other foals named Kaga Kohaku. At least not dat I have met."

His attention finally diverted to the ground, and he pawed at it with his hoof. "They're called something. Chibunks I think. Or something like dat. They are really skittish and stuff, so everytime you try to get close they go into the ground. They are usually out in the mornings. I guess they like mornings."


Twiddle
Kaga smiled a little. He liked this foal, though it was a little hard to understand him since he talked so fast and so much. "I bet we can find one!" He said nodding, grinning and pawing at the ground happily. "Come on Copper!" He said, and jumped up a little, pawing the air as he reared. He turned on his feet and trotted towards a clearing, looking around for one of these Chibunks.


Kamiki
"Okay!" He said happily, following after Kaga happily, his tail wagging behind him. "Dey are really small," he explained, being as he was the only Chibunk expert in the group. "A little bigger than a feild mouse, but not by much. And dey are mostly brown with a little stripey pattern on dem. Well, like you have. It would probably look weird for you to see a little citter that looks like you, but I guess maybe it would be more weird for me. Because I would see you guys side-by-side. And its not really like you look at yourself that much, you know?"

He hoped they found one. He didn't want Kaga thinking he was making up stories.


Twiddle
Kaga nodded and looked at himself, turning his head sideways and trying to see his stripe. He looked around and blinked as he saw something move. "Is that one?" He asked softly, motioning towards a rock he'd seen the motion come from. A small chipmunk poked it's head out and looked at the two foals with wide eyes. Kaga looked at the creature, then himself, then the animal again. "Hey! He does look like me!" He said happilly, and too loudly, since the small rodent ran away then.

((Gotta go. x.o Thanks a ton for the rp Kamiki! <3 'Twas fun!))

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PostPosted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:18 pm


Originally Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:18 pm

Stormwild spent almost five hours making her way into the mountains. She was determined to have her foals somewhere safe until she could get them into their baskets where they would stay until they could walk and keep themselves safe. She managed to find a secluded jutting on the mountain side. It was well protected, including an overhand where she could keep dry in case it rained, and a soft patch of grasses.

She was proud of her find, but as she slowly lay down, she began to worry that she had exerted herself too much. She was already exhausted, and she hadn't even started to birth the foal. But she knew it would be soon. She decided it would be best for her to rest while she good, and so she lay her head down and slept.

She slept until the pain her belly awoke her, and she knew it was time. It took a long time, and it was by far the most painful experience she had ever been through... but eventually she had three beautiful foals wrapped up in their baskets.

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PostPosted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 1:49 am


Originally Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 1:49 am

Kamiki
After a rather exhausting day, Stormwild slept for the better part of the next day. When she finally awoke, she was famished, as well as sore and thirsty. Reluctantly she got to her feet and skretched. It felt so nice to be able to stand without the weight on her belly, and she flapped her wings a few times and let them lift her weight a bit. Ah, she couldn't wait to fly free again. But for now...

Storm nuzzled her three baskets lovingly. She knew the sleeping foals inside would not be able to come out until they were stronger and could walk on their own. So for now they were helpless and completely dependant on her. Knowing it was time to find Couscous and tell him the news, she began to devise a plan to get down off the mountainside. She started a system were she would pick up a basket with her mouth, fly downwards a bit, within line-of0sight, set the basket down. Then go get another. This ladder system was effective, but time consuming.


Sabin Duvert
Balrog, meanwhile, had had very little luck in finding any other wind soquili save for the petulant mare he had encountered the day before. Maybe she was right about htem being even rarer than he supposed, but that wasn't about to deter him.

He continued to prowl the night skies as if he owned them, and woe be to any ground soquili that tried to bother him.

Finally, after he had explored for some time, he had noticed that the dusky mare was no longer around the appletree or even within a good five miles of it, and he - though he wouldn't admit it- flew off wondering where she had gone off to.

After a while of searching, his ears picked up the familiar sound of the flapping of large wings and flew towards the noise where he spotted her - trim now - and trying to juggle three baby baskets... by herself. And just where was that good-for-nothing ground horse mate of hers? He snorted to himself and glided silently to a higher place on the mountain to watch her, wait for her to carry the second basket down, and then with a smirk, he glided silently over to where the third rested, picked it gently up by the handle in his teeth, and flew about 50 feet away to settle on a higher ledge with it... and wait for the fireworks.


Kamiki
Storm flew up tp the ledge where the third basket was susposed to be and froze. Dread filled her chest and her ear flicked back a few times as she stood motionless. Then her eyes went wide and reared up. Panic all over her face she took to the air and looked down. DID IT FALL? WHERE WAS IT??

She dashed all over the out cropping, then swooped back down to her two baskets on the lower level, just to make sure she had counted right, then flew back up. Tears started to well in her eyes and she scrambled around, looking for any signs of mountain lions or other trouble.


Sabin Duvert
A neighing laugh soon reached her ears, one in a familar, arrogant barrotone from a few dozen feet up from where she was frantically looking.

"Missing one of your little ducklings, hun?" Balrog's voice boomed down to her mockingly. "That's what a mate is supposed to help you do." Came the voice in a very 'I-told-you-so" manner.


Kamiki
Storm's eyes grew wiiiide for a second, before narrowing coldly. She dashed up to him and glowerd. She went to snatch for basket with her teeth.


Sabin Duvert
His ears flattened and he moved forward, forming a wall around the basket with his four legs. Lowering his head and glowering down at her, he spoke up. "Not so fast there, little filly. I think that I should get some sort of finder's fee for this little basket of 'luuuuve'" He snorted. "I suppose if you call abandonment love that is." He added with an obvious roll of his eyes.


Kamiki
Storm put all four hooved at the ground before pawing violently at it with her front hooves. Her new runes on her coat seemed to glow a bit as she snorted through her nostrils. "That's not funny!" She hissed through clenched teeth, readying herself to charge.


Sabin Duvert
He whickered and stepped aside, not belying a trace of fear, just his infuriating laugh. "You're pretty when you're mad" he teased. "And are those new?" He struck a pose. "Looks like I left an impression of sorts"


Kamiki
Once the basket was firmly in her teeth, she pushed Balrog - hard - with a thrust of her rump and flew back down to her other baskets without giving any response except a cold stare.

She didn't know where the runes came from. They had appeared sometime between going into labor and her sleeping for so long once the babies were safe in their baskets, but she didn't remember exactly when. She had a lot of strange dreams - and admittedly why several had involved Balrog in them (not like she would ever admit that) she didn't see why that would have anything to do with growing new markings.

Back at her baskets, she tucked the three of them close together and nuzzled them protectively, waiting for either Balrog to leave or offer to help before continuing down the mountain.


Sabin Duvert
He snorted dismissively with the shove and waited for her to get all her baskets together before gliding down to where she was. He wasn't done gloating just yet.

"So.... all alone still? Must have been tough, huh? No herd, not even a mate." He shook his head and made the clostest approximation to a 'tsk that an equine can.


Sabin Duvert
"A hard birthing does not a good sire make." Balrog intoned. "And three tainted groundhorses doesn't 'match' one fine wind soquili"

"And besides, what I meant was that you should have come here before you probably nearly killed yourself trying to fly up that damned mountain. And you should have a whole herd of Wind Soquili with you to see to you getting ample food and water to stay there until the foals are old enough to fly. Or at least a sire worth his salt. Now you're just hauling baskets around to get the food yourself." He shook his head.


Kamiki
"Well," she said with a huff, continueing to arrange and re-arrange all the little ornaments on the baskets, "if you're half as good as a sire one day as you boast about it, then you'll make a fine father some time," she droned condenscendingly. "But its so much easier to talk about how great you are, than to show it." SHe looked him sqaure in the eyes and clenched her jaw. She was doing her best not to look bothered by his presense, or upset by the insults he kept slipping into the conversation.


Sabin Duvert
Balrog just laughed. "Well, I sure as hell couldn't do worse than this "Couscous" you keep lavishing praise over." He said sardonically. "Sounds like all he did was knock you up and then ran for the hills to brag to his groundhorse buddies that he screwed a Wind soquili". The lewd smile broadened.


Kamiki
Stormwild flipped her mane and counted to ten. "You would so be regretting saying that if he were here," she scoffed. "That must be easy to say to me. I bet you wouldn't be saying that if he was around." Her muscles tightened under her coat and she clamped down hard on her jaw. "How do you dare claim to know anything about him anyway? huh? Or maybe," then the thought clicked and she just smiled. "Are.. are you jealous of him?"



Sabin Duvert

"I doubt that." He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He wasn't scared of ANY ground horse. He shifted his weight, consciously letting the firebrand runes cast a warm glow over his rippling muscles. "He doesn't scare me. I don't care if he's a damn clydesdale. He's a ground horse, and I'm not. And that's what matters." He tossed his head.

"I still can't believe that you've weakened your brood with a groundling's blood."


Kamiki
Stormwild just shook her head, still exhausted from giving birth, and still very hungry and very thirsty. But she obviously wasn't getting anywhere fast. She laid down and tucked her legs up under her and rested her long, graceful neck over her three baskets. "Please just leave me alone," she mumbled exasperated, Balrogs incessant nagging finally starting to wear her down. "My babies will be the most beautiful Soquili ever to grace the earth. Winged or not."


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He sighed and rolled his eyes. A part of him was tempted to stay and antagonize her - but she had asked humbly, and admittedly, he was rather hungry himself and had seen a rather lush-looking field of grass just over the ridge... That would be more enjoyable than tormenting Stormwild anyway.

"Sleep then - and be wary of the pumas as you do." He advised. "Without the your perfect mate about and all."

He flicked his tail as he turned, as if swatting at a fly and started to pace off before taking wing. "And we'll just have to see about that claim." He called down to her as he flew of towards the meadow.

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 11:53 am


>reserved<

Storm's basket emerges!
PostPosted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 3:06 pm


Originally Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 3:06 pm

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Stormwild was trying her best to be patient. She hated to think Balrog was actually right, but perhaps she should have been more careful in her decision to mother foals by an un-winged stallion. Her son, Sequoyah, was certainly the most handsome stallion that had ever graced her eyes, but she was, once again, grounded. Baby wind soquili can learn to fly, at least short distances, within a few days of emerging from their basket. But once again Storm was forced to stay on the ground, for her foal had no wings.

She didn't hold this against him personally, of course, but all the nagging little worries Balrog had planted in her head kept resounding in her skull. What would happen if a mountain lion came by? Usually she would just fly quickly out of range. WHat would she do now? She could not leave her son to be taken. Could she fight? Would she fail in being able to protect her own son?

Her wing feathers bristled as she shook her head determinately. Why was she letting that pomous b*****d get to her? Just look at him. He was stunning. Healthy and beautiful and by far a better specimin than he was, wings or no wings.

She held her head up a little higher as she walked through the meadow next to her son. The silver-coated colt was still a bit shaking on his new legs, but he was learning fast and doing well to keep up with his mother.

Stormwild kept a sharp ear out, looking for Couscous. Its very hard work to take care of one basket, so while she was in charge of taking care of Seqouyah, her other two baskets were given to Couscous and a friend of his to care for until they emerged. She was eager to see her other children, certain they were just as beautiful and strong as her son that walked beside her.

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 9:40 pm


Originally Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005

It was twilight on the mountainside and Zhuri had finally fell asleep. He was very protective of his son, which made him a good father, but a boring one. Xandir had been wanting to explore for days now, but his father never let him out of his sight.

But sheer exhaustion finally won out, and Xandir had to pretend to sleep for a good half hour before Zhuri finally layed down under the thick tree trunk and got some sleep for himself. As soon as Xandir was certain he was asleep, he snuck off as quietly as he could.

He made it way up the large, slow sloping mountainside a bit, looking for the trees that produced the really good apples. So most Soquili, that wouldn't be very exciting. But to this newly emerged foal, it was an adventure!
PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 9:48 pm


Balrog had, thus far, been able to keep himself entertained most days. He had still yet to encounter another Wind Soquili, but his hopes had yet to be dashed. He had seen plenty of herds and single soquili along the grasslands far below them... but Balrog had never bothered to stop to land to converse with them. It would be a waste of time - that was certain.

He had, however, been familiarizing himself with this area, and the more he thought about it, the more he was satisfied in his choice to claim this area as his home.

There was plenty of food, a good range, and the only predators he had noticed that held any threat were cougars... and one young hotheaded cub he had encountered actually kept up with his banter - enough for Balrog to return a few times. It was an odd friendship of sorts - based more on arguments than anything, but it was building to a mutual respect.

Today, however, Balrog's mind drifted back to Stormwild (though he would bite you if you suggested anything of THAT nature) and he skimmed the skies, looking for her.

Unfortunately, he had yet to spot the black and silver mare. But... something else caught his eye as he soared. A young foal, grey and black, with some... pink... and most importantly with wings. Balrog spirialed down to see who this young filly might be.

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 9:54 pm


Xandir spotted a decently sized tree and saw some very ripe looking fruit in its branches. He studied them for a few minutes, then spread his wings. Thus far, they were very unimpressive. Small, downly, and with absolutely no muscle. He flaped them a few times, getting just enough resistance to get his upper body off the ground for a few seconds. But his body as a whole was still too heavy, and his bottom hoovs never so much as left the ground.

He landed back down on all fours with a small puff of dust. His small coltish mane fell into his eyes and he tossed his head back, just in time to see the most awe-inspiring sight of his life. The vision was thick, brawny, and black as midnight. Orange and red markings glowed off his fur like fire, and his red eyes seemed to burn into the colt.

Xandir felt his chest tighten, in both fear and curiosity and wonder as he came closer.
PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:02 pm


Balrog landed with an impressive quietness despite his bulk and tossed his long mane. The runes seemed to burn in his pelt as he trotted over to the young wind soquili.

He nearly missed a step, however, and barely managed to save himself from making an idiot of himself when trying to make an impressive entrance when he noticed quickly that this foal was not a filly, despite its soft pink hair.

One of his ears flicked back in indignation, but he left no other sign of his disgruntledness. The only other wind soquili, and it had to be male. He wanted a harem of mares, dammit!

But, nonetheless, it was a foal, and if he made a good enough impression, he could still make a fine herdmate.

"Greetings" He boomed, tail swishing. "I am Balrog. And who might you be?" He demanded, spreading his wings - but not in a threatening manner.

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:06 pm


Xandir's eyes were as round as dinnerplates as Balrog landed and introduced himself.

The little colt puffed up chest as much as he could, and, imitating the other stallion as best as he could, he opened up his not-quite-impressive-wingspan and dipped into a bow.

"x-x-x-Xandir-" he squeaked out, like a scared mouse. He cursed to himself and shook his head a little. Then, giving a frustrated whinny, tried again, this time his voice sounding not quite so meak. "My name is Xandir, sir!"
PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:09 pm


Well, despite the pink, there might be hope for the young colt. He at least knew how to respect his elders.

"Xandir.." Balrog rolled the name out in his barratone consideringly. "I have not seen you in these parts before. Our kind is a rare one, and it lifts my spirits to meet you." He declared.

He eyed the black and grey. "I don't suppose you are familiar with a Wind Soquili mare by the name of Stormwild, are you?"

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:16 pm


Xandir's wings quivered with excitement. If he didn't think he dad was overprotective and boring enough, this guy just CEMETED the idea in his head. He was the coolest thing ever and Xandir made it his life's goal - right then and there - to be exactly like him.

"Stromwild?" He thought about the name, and why it sounded to familiar. "I think thats the lady my dad met yesterday. They are sleeping not too far from here, I think. She as a colt, too. We played together yesterday.
PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:19 pm


"Ahhh, I Seee..." Balrog drew out. So she was flirting with another stallion? How dare she!

He snorted. And her foal had emerged. Balrog wondered if his prediction had been correct. "Does her foal have wings like you? Or is he berefit of them?"

He nudged Xandir's small wings. "And you, son. What of your parents?"

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 10:22 pm


"No, Sequoyah doesn't have no wings," Xandir said, not really understanding why it mattered. Not like he could fly yet anyway.

"My Mom and Dad are around here somewhere. Mommy has my borther and sister, and Daddy has me to look after until we find a herd. But they both have wings like me if thats what you're asking. Do you want to meet him? He's just around the bend, with that lady Soquili you asked about!"
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