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 Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:11 pm
((For some reason this rp makes me think of chess XD))
Chuckling a bit, Guilian tilted his head to the side and regarded Ariston as the kalona aired his own opinions. It was rather amusing to hear the views of another 'stallion of the world', different as they were from his own; the more they talked, the more Guilian found himself enjoying the other stallion's ways, selfish or no. Of course, Guilian had probably never met another Soquili he truly disliked before...but there had to be a first time for everything. For now, at least, it didn't seem that Ariston would be that first.
At Ariston's comment about the time they'd been standing about, he automatically looked to the sky, a bit shocked to see how low the sun had sank. "My goodness but you're right, friend; time flies when you're having fun, I suppose!" Extending his feathery wings, he shook them out a bit, then went into a full body (wings included) stretch. "As to a flight, that sounds like a good plan. I must admit that I'm rather curious to see those featherless wings of yours in action!" And indeed he was; it just didn't seem like they should be able to support the weight of a foal, let alone a kalona adult!
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 8:32 am
((Haha it totally does XDD ))
Ariston snickered at Guilian, still confused to his reaction to his wings, but decided on that note to be the first of them to make a beautiful scene while flying. He carefully extended the length of this wings, showing Guilian that they were larger than they appeared. With one, two, and three swoops, he began to rise perfectly, while his hair stayed neatly tucked where it always was. He lifted his head a bit more, and gained some height, as he waited for the other stallion to join him. It was a wondreful night to fly, especially because there was no threatening breeze to mess up his hair.
He looked back towards Guilian, and said, "Heh, see, these wings work!" He chuckled to himself and observed the area around them. According to his senses, there really wasn't much around them, which gave him the idea to search around a bit, or even just fly for the sake of enjoyment. He was happy that Guilian approved his plan so politely and was calm with the same idea as well.
As he watched the red stallion extend his own wings, he saw that they too were much larger than he first thought, being tucked behind his back. "Hmm, I think I am beginning to understand how feathers work now." He nodded and watched the stallion through his routine.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 1:55 pm
Flicking his tail back and forth, Guilian watched with interest as the kalona took to the air. Though kalona wings were certainly a lot more...well, reptilian than his own, they didn't look half-bad in the air; maybe it was because when one was flying, you took more note of the power behind and less of the specifics. Besides, reptilian or no those were nifty looking wings in flight.
However, skin wasn't nearly as neat as feathers...maybe because skin had nothing to hide when at rest. Flicking open his own wings, they seemed to grow almost exponentially from their closed size, but that was the beauty of feathers. Tilting them slightly so that they were angled upwards, he raised his nose to scent the air, then with a graceful kickoff was arrowing up into the sky. As he flew, the speed of his ascension fanned his mane and tail out behind him, the curls becomingly framing his face and accenting his wings with their black tips. But at least his roses were staying in place!
As he reached the same height Ariston was occupying, the cardinal soquili gracefully spun over in midair, grinning upside-down at the kalona. "I must say, those wings of yours provide a decent amount of lift, even if theu are lacking in feathers!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:01 pm
As Guilian swept himself up into the sky, it looked beyond natural, and his feathers rippled gently against the wind. Ariston watched quietly, and then said, "Is it warmer with feathers? They look like the could handle a temperature change well." He nodded, and then turned his head to look at his own. Although he had never necessarily been cold because of his wings, Guilian's just looked.. Fuzzier. He wondered if the mares would prefer that in their taste.
Ariston chuckled at the upside-down stallion in front of him. "Heh, of course they provide enough lift!" He eyed the horns on both of them. "I guess its a Kalona trait.. most likely used for battles.." He scoffed, and thought about how distasteful that would be. "These wings are definitely built strong, I enjoy them. I'm sure other Kalona use them differently, so I try to keep them elegant looking."
He turned his head to scope which direction to go. "Heh, any preferences on which way to go? I am indecisives." He laughed to himself at his current flaw. Usually he would take charge and want to make all of the decisions, but currently he was very at ease.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 9:33 pm
Following through on his roll with the ease of much practice, Guilian righted himself with a laugh at Ariston's question. Warm? That was one way to look at it, he supposed, though feathers had many better uses than warmth. For one thing, they looked so very smashing! "I don't know if they're any warmer than anything else in flight, but when one is on the ground and can wrap up in them, feathers are nice. Rather similar to a double layer of fur."
Glancing back briefly at his own wings, he eyed up Ariston's as well. They didn't look exceptionally warm, but bare skin wasn't noted for being too cozy. "So, wings are used in combat? Seems like a decent way to scar, marr, and otherwise disfigure them." He could imagine some mares would be attracted to the rugged look of scars, but he himself had always felt that physical perfection was infinitely better than 'rugged'; besides, he was perfection in and of himself, so leave the ruggedity to those that needed it!
The image that thought brought to mind was of a scarred and disfigured kalona, an image that caused the feathered stallion to burst out laughing just as Ariston asked his opinion. He managed to stem his laughter long enough to indicate a direction, then resumed his snickering. Good grief, if the kalona fought as much as he'd heard, he didn't doubt there were some that were solid scarring!
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 10:10 am
Ariston watched Guilian's feathers wiggle in the wind, and he could see how they could be a double layer of fur. "I am just thankful to have wings, I don't know what I would do without flight. The thought of not having that option is... scary." He felt one of his wings twitch almost simultaneously. The mare that hung around his teepee struggled with her inability to fly, and he started to understand why she was so emotional about it.
Ariston nodded as Guilan spoke, feeling his wings move up and down, giving him a slight bounce in the wind. "Yes, many kalona that I know are full of scars, and they find it something they are proud of." To Ariston, it was not only a weak way to be proud, but it was completely distasteful to everything he stood for. "I think it is gross, and I would never use that as an excuse for not having beauty, and just throwing something out their to be proud of.." He cringed, feeling some of his sharp teeth push together. "I guess I will never understand it.. though many don't understand me." He winked at Guilian, and tried to get some other Kalona out of his head.
Because of Aristons un-Kalona tatics of life, it made it very hard for him to not only get along with other Kalona, but he just didn't have the patience to listen to their craziness as well. The idea of a race being one thing always made him fume. He was too proud to even try to learn their ways, but he didn't need them anyhow.
Ariston followed Guilian in the air, turning his nose back and forth, and feeling the breeze chill against his face. He was starting to lighten up more, and was happy to be discussing these things with the stallion. Both Ariston and Guilian seemed as if the judging and first impression factor was long gone. "Do you find that there is judging from your species to another when it comes to wind soquili?" Ariston never really knew what happened with some of the other soquili breeds, and he was interested in their relationships with each other.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 11:07 am
As they flew along and Guilian chatted with Ariston, he glanced downwards at the same time, wondering what the sight of the two winged stallions flying through the night sky must look like. Undoubtably Ariston's gleaming white form had to stand out like some sort of ethereal being, but his own vibrant red must have taken on a dark and pulsing tone in the darkness, rather like a fire that was slowly going out. It had to be a lovely sight, and he in that sense found himself envying the hypothetical ground denizens.
But that didn't mean that he wasn't enjoying this conversation immensely. Guilian was used to talking to stallions, but there was usually a distinct lack of the sense of cameraderie that seemed to grow between himself and Ariston. Other stallions were either hostile towards him, jealous of him, in awe of him; but now he could talk about the things that were truly important in life with another who understood that fact. And while it wasn't quite as nice as being with a mare (ok, not even CLOSE to being as nice), it was still a very enjoyable state of affairs.
Ariston's question about wind relations brought his attention firmly back to the topic at hand, though; he'd never really thought about or noticed any judging, had he? "I think that there is less conflict among my breed than between those of your race and the general population, friend Ariston; the only thing that sets the winds apart from the regulars is our wings. We are otherwise almost identical. I won't argue that there aren't some winds who have superiority complexes, and there are some regulars and occassionally unicorns that resent the fact we can fly, but I would say for the most part there really is no 'wind mentality', if that makes any sense."
He wasn't really sure if it DID make sense, but it was the truth. Wings on winds and horns on unicorns were the only main differences; most behavior and physical properties were the same. Although Unicorns were a bit nicer than most, it seemed...
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:28 am
"It does indeed make sense," Ariston said, glancing down. "That is lucky, that so many breeds can coexist. Most Kalona have superiority complexes, believing that we are the 'one true breed' or something." He sighed, glancing back at Guilian. "I definitely make them angry, but its more fun that way." He chuckled, closing his purple eyes, but then reopening them faintly. "Everything about me makes them angry, but I know some of it is jealousy." He wondered sometimes if his relations with other breeds felt threatening to other Kalona, for it made Kalona themselves seem nicer and such.
What Guilian said definitely made sense, and Ariston realized that the friendliness of the 'other' breeds most likely was the reason he talked to them. Plus, there were many beautiful mares to acknowledge. He knew that staying within the Kalona breed was almost a law for them, but he always shook that mentality off. How could he ignore such other beautiful creatures? Well, that was precisely why he didn't.
As they flew through the air, the gold stallion continued forward, shifting his weight from side to side naturally. He was quiet for a few seconds, only in the sense that he was comfortable. Then, finding his mind again, he reopened his mouth to say, "I'm sure you could agree with me that there are too many mares to be restricted to just one kind." He winked at Guilian playfully. "Plus, Kalona mares are very violent.." He sighed, and thought about the ones he had met so far. "They are not delicate and gentle, most times I feel as if I am the one who is going to get beat up." He snickered.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 8:40 pm
Ah yes, jealousy. That was a concept Guilian knew all too well, especially when he was around a mated or attached mare. The boyfriend/mate was usually so transparently jealous it was often laughable; as though it was Guilian's fault that many mares found him more attractive than their mates! That was no reason for them to take out their upset on HIM. "Jealousy is a great negative power in our species, and not just within the kalona. I think that everyone has some sort of insecurity...well, almost everyone." Here he winked at Ariston; as though they could possibly have insecurities!
Ariston's comment about kalona mares caused Guilian to crack a smile, though. "Ah, but there's something to be said about the danger factor in kalona mares. Somehow the concept of having to watch one's back strikes me as being exceptionally interesting...not to mention the feather in one's cap about taming a kalona, or even just experiencing one. He'd not so much as encountered one, but now he was intrigued...
Kalonas on his mind, Guilian was temporarily distracted from his companion, and during that distraction he was startled to note how much the moon had fallen. "My goodness, we've been talking for such a long time the moon is starting to set. How time flies, huh?"
Grinning, Guilian pulled back his wings and swooped, birdlike, across Ariston's flight path. "It's been a pleasure meeting you, friend Ariston; I can't recall a time I ever enjoyed the company of a male so much. But if I am to be adequately prepared for the challenges of tomorrow, I should be continuing on my way."
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