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 Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:32 pm
As well and out of respect to Cressida's mother, Aitumn settled a pleasant smile onto his muzzle to replace his devious smirk he had directed to the golden mare. Listening to what was said about Tucker, he gave a bob of his head before taking a step clower to get another good look at the boy. It was still rather amazing how Tucker had come to be, and where the stallion had no clue what his actual age was, he felt younger everytime he stole a glance or a game from the white colt. Even for a stallion with eyes as hollow as the dark side of a moon, he couldn't help but feel contented-
A sudden snap to his flank had his head shooting up out of surprise, however he had caught onto her tricks and so he didn't jump out or kick his hind legs anymore. However, unlike Cressida, he raised a wing to lightly bob her on the head right in front Rhea. Serves her right after all. "Imp", he whispered before returning his gaze to the white mare and foal.
"Poor Tuck, I hope he wasn't too tired." In other words, Aitumn wanted to play more games with his son but didn't quite have the heart to wake him while he slept. Darn that innocently cute face of his while he slept.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 4:45 pm
Cress ducked her head a bit as she was bopped on the head with the feathered wing, offering the stallion a grin before extending her wing and prodding him in the side with it. If that's how he wanted to play, then she would play that way, too.
The snowy mare grinned, chuckling, and shook her head a bit before looking down at the colt. "You certainly do tire him out, I think. Tag seems to be his favorite game," she mused with a smile.
"Yes, I think it is," Cress noted with a chuckle. "I think it's his favorite game, too," the gilded Reya beamed, leaning over to n** at his neck.
"No, I think both of you share the same favorite game of teasing each other," Rhea teased the couple, canting her head to the side and grinning. "If that isn't obvious, then I don't know what is."
The younger mare blushed a bit, suddenly finding the grass at her hooves very interesting. She cleared her throat a bit and scuffed at the grass at her feet before turning her green eyes on Aitumn. "When do you think we should leave for the ocean?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 5:07 pm
The stallion couldn't help but give a chuckle at the two, though he gave a pondering flick of his ears at the mention of games. "Well, lessee. I can tease and play tag at the same time, so no need to argue either point", he grinned to them both, allowing the nips and pokes from Cress without rebutel... for the moment. He'd get her back when she least expected it, and that just made his feathered wings ruffles along his sides in antcipation.
At the golden mare's question though he glanced back down to the sleeping Tucker, and then off in the distance towards the line of trees. "Probably soon. When Tucker wakes up I figure, but we might as well get some rest before leaving, too." he thought aloud, flicking a lenghty tail so it swished out against Cress, before lifting his gaze and glancing between the two mares to see what they thought about it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 5:32 pm
"We should probably rest first," Rhea suggested, shifting her leathery wings a bit before settling them against her flanks. She couldn't help but grin with her next statement. "Besides, you two are probably tired after your little game."
Cress had been about to comment on Aitumn's suggestion, however she suddenly felt the swish of his tail on her flank and she squeaked a bit in surprise. She'd wondered why he hadn't done anything back, but he had simply been biding his time. Little devil, she thought with a smirk as she flicked his hindleg with one of her muscular tails. "Yes, rest sounds like a good idea," she quipped as she trotted -- rather quickly -- towards her two white relations. With a twitch of an ear, she quickly settled herself down on the ground, laying carefully so as to avoid further bothering the hurt on her side. She shuffled her wings a bit before settling them in a more comfortable position at her sides, and her emerald eyes flicked the blood bay, wondering if he'd join them in laying down or remain standing. She never knew with him with things like this; perhaps he'd join them, or perhaps he'd feel better standing. She knew he always wanted to be prepared, should Zak show his ugly mug around there again.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 2:06 pm
He bobbed his head to that, rest had sounded like a good idea, and he didn't particularly feel like walking all the way while he just ran on his shoulder. Best to let that rest for as long as possible. As Cress ended up trotting over to her mother, not without snapping his leg in the process, he watched from his position as they were made comfortable. Aitumn did want to go over there and be with them, but the thought of them all down at the same time set him at unease. If Zak came-
Screw it. If Zak came the blundering idiot surely wouldn't be stealthy about it, and they would be able to hear him. Even then, it didn't take long to get to one's hooves. So, with a quick glance around, lingering his gaze on the horizon of trees, and watching a shadow here and there, the blood bay Jala stepped forward towards the little gathering that had become his family. It was a good thought, and one subject he didn't mind lingering on for awhile. With a small stretch of his feathered wings, and carefully angling himself so he wouldn't happen to accidently land on someone, Aitumn lowered himself to the ground and tucked his forelegs under his chest.
"Hopefully he won't wake up too soon", he whispered to Cress, shifting so he could relax onto his side away from his shoulder.
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