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 Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 9:50 pm
((Whoops, had meant him noticing her adverting her gaze and reading it as discomfort, but this works too XD))
It wasn't a concious effort; something he was aware of and made a point of hiding. That was simply his character. His emotions flirted with apathy, and he wore them like an expressionless mask; it was his method and his person.
But then, it was always easier to inrepret something one could relate to. Something she could empathize and identify with. Ti'ran was likely a bit different than that.
"I want nothing of the sort!" the wolf defended, a hint of laughter in his tone. Not that it mattered; he was already so far in, the water swept freely over his back. Another wave or two didn't make much difference (though his ears did droop a bit with his newly-weighted fur).
Ti'ran saw her move. He had been waiting for just such an occasion, muscles coiled and eager to react. As the opportunity presented itself though... He lost interest, and merely stood there as the splash fell over him, soaking his coat through and through. "Why did you go and drag me into this?"
The unicorn lashed his tail suddenly, droplets flinging to and fro. He wasn't one to 'play', but if it was a game she wanted, he'd oblige - and A'ier was more than happy to join in.
"Where are you off to?" the wolf called, dragging himself from the waters as Ti'ran lunged after the mare.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 12:04 pm
Though Inali saw Ti'ran's tail move, she did not do much to get out of the way, laughing as the water darkened her already quite dark coat. Then she bolted, knowing that she was going to be chased, laughing merrily. This was fun! She had not thought Ti'ran the type to indulge in games, but he seemed willing to enjoy himself, at least. Inali laughed again, weaving to and fro, clambering over rocks.
Finally she reached a dead end, silver eyes widening in mock fear. "Oh no, please don't eat me!" That was directed to A'ier, if he had decided to follow her. Of course, Inali had another ace up her sleeve-- the gentle pool behind her. Suddenly, accompanied by a loud neigh, she plunged into the water, sending up cascades of it everywhere, while getting herself soaked too. "There, now I think we're all wet." She just had to see if she had marked Ti'ran and A'ier.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 3:24 pm
It wasn't everyday he coersed his limbs into games of tag (nor did he often have opportunity). The unicorn's pliability did depend heavily on whim, but as it were, he was feeling good-natured enough right then. At least, enough to be somewhat amiable.
Just not agreeable enough to laugh. From the way he was moving, it might have looked more like a race than a chase; his expression was as serious as ever. Ti'ran obviously wasn't irritated though, for what that was worth. He just moved easily over the landscape, taking obstacles as they came. Another fallen branch or trunk was but one of many, and he hardly paid them mind.
The course was less agreeable to the wolf's small form, but dodging under logs the Soquilis leapt over, he managed well enough. "Oh, come on," he drawled between pants as she slowed. Keeping up had been no small task. "'Don't eat me' sort of loses its draw after a while. Don't you have something else to say?"
It would have seemed she did. As Inali heralded her intentions with a triumphant neigh, the stallion watched A'ier stand near the water's edge with quiet amusement. "Hold on!..." was all the wolf could manage before another wave washed over him. And though he tried to wear a displeased expression, his amusement was obvious.
"It looks that way," Ti'ran commented drly. Literally, he noted with a vague sense of satisfaction. The ground was dark where her wake had landed near his hooves, but he was no more waterlogged than he'd been originally. "But that doesn't mean we're even." The unicorn threw his weight forward again, lunging into the shallow waters. His forhooves fell with the force of it, splashing water as he returned to all fours. He stamped the bank twice more, spattering liquid with each.
And then he returned to dry land, just as quickly as he'd left it. Water coursed off his sleek coat in streams, but he helped it along with as dignified a shake as he could manage, tossing his mane into disarray. "That's enough," he murmered, as though his disinterest wasn't already apparent.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 8:41 pm
Inali laughed, still dripping wet, at A'ier. He was a rather funny little fellow. "All right... what if I try to eat you?" Not that Inali could actually eat a wolf, but the idea seemed terribly amusing to her. How strange that the familiar should be more agreeable than the soquili itself!
"Or... I don't know." Inali shrugged her red shoulders, losing interest in teasing A'ier quick. It just lost its flavour, after a while, she supposed. Well, it was hard to keep an educated girl occupied. She flicked her mane, internally laughing at herself.
Watching A'ier get soaked once more, Inali laughed again. He looked more and more like a drowning rat as he got more wet. Pretty soon all his fur would be plastered down all the way, and he would look rather silly indeed.
Glancing up at Ti'ran, and his nearly dry coat, Inali did a small fake pout, though it was ruined by her laughter. "Ack!" Inali was suddenly more soaked than before at Ti'ran's splash. He had gotten her, fair and square.
As Ti'ran scrambled out and spoke, Inali trudged out from the water, shaking her coat in the most graceful manner she could manage. "All right, what do you suggest?" It appeared that Ti'ran did not have as much of a sense of humor as she would like... but he was handsome. And he seemed intelligent.
"Do you live with a two legger, or on your own?" She was curious as to his living situations, and himself in general. "Tell me about yourself Ti'ran." After play, then came serious behavior.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:53 pm
A'ier was simply taken aback; he couldn't hide it (nor did he really care enough to bother). "Eat me? I dunno, you don't look like much of a carnivore to me." He didn't press though; shedding the water that soaked his coat was more of a priority. Like the others, he gave an uncerimonious shake, spraying the ground with droplets. "Hey, I don't laugh at you because you look like an idiot." The wolf folded his ears only briefly and gave his best impression of a stern expression... Though he was painfully aware of the way his damp coat laid in comic disarray.
"Chivalry loses its charm if you have to make note of it for others to take notice." Ti'ran snorted at his companion, offhandedly dismissing his crack at humor. "I don't suggest anything." He really didn't care much one way or the other, though it did cross his mind he should probably follow through on his offer. "Are you hungry?" It might have been an overly typical question, but he meant it in earnest. Besides, he would have been hard-pressed to think of something else to do.
Inali's following question inspired an untimely pause though. In his time, the stallion had done much and seen more, but he hadn't the slightest idea what a 'two legger' was. Luckily for him, maintaining his lack of expression was effortless, and his confusion hardly scratched his look of apathy. "We live alone," if staying together could be called such. There were certainly no two leggers either way.
The mystery quickly became one of his lesser concerns, as questions like that one (even indirect, as hers was) were beasts he tended to avoid like the plague. "There's nothing to tell." Inaudibly, Ti'ran sighed and shifted his weight uncomfortably as he racked his thoughts for a conversational distraction.
A'ier had been observing quietly until then, but the direction things were headed swayed him to intervene. "He is pretty boring, at conversation and otherwise." The wolf glanced between them briefly in an attempt to gauge their reactions. "Say a bit about yourself?" he questioned. "You're likely much more interesting. And prettier, too." Ti'ran shot him a glare at that, but it fell on blind eyes.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 2:45 pm
Inali decided right then and there that she liked Ti'ran and A'ier. A strange pair they may be, but somehow they provided the balance for each other. Silly Ai'er, happy Ai'er, and the strong and silent Ti'ran. They were the yin and the yang of each other. Somehow, Inali could not imagine them seperate.
Laughing at A'ier's messy coat, Inali gently smoothed part of it with her muzzle, only to have it spring back up again in her face. "Well... I suppose your fur will just have to be groomed when it's dry. And I could to eat you." Inali grinned, showing off teeth that quite clearly were NOT meant to tear apart and rend flesh.
"Am I hungry?" Contemplating that, Inali's stomach answered for it. It made a loud, surprising noise, causing her the upmost embarrassment. "ERm... I guess I am. My stomach strongly suggests that I am." That was awful. How impolite! But she could tell that neither soquili nor companion would really care- A'ier would likely be amused, and Ti'ran didn't seem to care much for the ideals of a true lady and gentleman.
Inali missed Ti'rans confusion- he had such a bland face. Did he ever show emotions? She was curious, and wanted to see what she could get out of him. Not anger though... maybe he would respond to flirting? Maybe later. "You look so well groomed and well kept after though Ti'ran. No one combs your mane and tail?" Not that he had much of either, but they both appeared relatively silky and smooth. "And your markings shine so!" Ah, borth flirting and honesty was in the mare's tone.
Laughing as A'ier called her prettier, Inali inclined her head. "Fair enough, though I don't think I would agree with the prettier remark. Ti'ran's coat is far more interesting, though that isn't the point. For now, I live with one two legger, and two other mares with their two leggers. It is an arrangement made most recently, but it is to the benefit and pleasure of all those in attendance. I have not much to say for myself- I don't have much memory of how I came to be here, nor do I have many friends. There's still so much I could learn about each species of soquili, though I'd rather avoid the kalona." Unpleasant memories haunted her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 3:19 pm
Ti'ran remembered all too well what life was like before A'ier - It was by no means a partnership he had grown up with, though they were both quite accustomed. It might have been difficult to tell otherwise, and Ti'ran seemed particularly intent on hiding (or forgetting) it.
"Groomed?" he spat in mock horror. "We obviously have some things to set straight. This coat does not get groomed, ever." He shook himself again, more to fluff and straighten his coat than anything. "The perfection you saw earlier is natural." The wolf grinned a grin that could all but be taken seriously. "And in that case, I think I'd have to eat you first." Matching her show, he flashed a sharp incisor.
"It would seem that way," Ti'ran responded, ignoring her apparent embarrassment. "This way then." He motioned eastward with a tilt of his head, then turned and headed in that direction. It was opposite their final goal, but the grazing would have been difficult to match - and there were apples.
Apples sounded pretty nice right about then. He'd even go for a nice walk through a shallow stream - like the one they'd just departed. Anything at all to distract him from the discomfort roused by Inali's prying comments would have been welcome. "Noone," he said simply, glancing away for a moment.
"Unicorns are most all like that," A'ier added gracefully, much to Ti'rans appreciation. He stepped out quickly though, disappearing once more in the underbrush. "You should find more sometime."
"Six of you?" That was... Well, what was the word he was looking for? "Sounds busy." He had no desire to live with that many again; relative solitude suited him. If she was happy though, who was he to critisize? "I find it hard to believe you don't have many friends. Do you spend all day hiding in your hole?" No, that didn't seem like her, and it was certainly no way to live. That was the voice of experience.
The unicorn paused a moment then, halting his pace and glancing to the sky as he seemed to drift in thought. "Most soquilis are more or less alike. It's wiser to judge them as individuals rather than a race." Kalonas though... He understood the desire to lump them together. Perhaps a little too well; his eyes flashed briefly with rage. "Kalonas are an odd breed, but... They are not all that way." Just most. And the way he clenched his jaw might imply he was trying to convince himself more than anything.
"No need to worry about the 'used to be'," A'ier added. "It doesn't matter how you got here, so long as you're enjoying your stay and making the best of it." Optimism was an odd trait on him, though it seemed genuine enough. "As for freinds - You've got us? Well, you have me at least."
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