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 Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 8:35 pm
He found that her smile put him at ease, just slightly. He even chuckled a little. "No, I cannot say I would have been." The very thought of being grounded for life was enough to make him sick. "And that is why I must thank you. If you hadn't decided to help me, even despite my foul temper, there would have been a very slim chance that my wing would have healed properly."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:31 pm
Windstorm relaxed finally, her wings ruffling out at the tight hold she had on them (and she hadn't noticed until then). "I guess it's a good thing I was so stubborn about it all," she said bringing up the memory of her persistence at the mountain roots. "I can hardly blame you for your attitude. If I had been in your hooves, I wouldn't have wanted the help in the first place."
How humiliating it had to have been for him to have been discovered by her with a broken wing. He had probably held a loathing towards her for seeing him fall so lowly. She shuffled from hoof to hoof with her own embarrassment at the thoughts and feelings. What under the sky was he doing to her?
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:47 pm
He shifted his weight, a little uneasy by the conversation. It was very uncomfortable for him, but he had to begrudgingly admit that it was better than the stony silence they had normally.
Gods... What was going on. All this time spent with only the foals was making him soft or something.
"Still. Warranted or not, I apologize. I should have been more polite. You were just trying to help, after all."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:56 pm
She continued to shift, her smile faltering and finally falling. "A-apology accepted." She really wasn't that great with small talk. Or maybe she was just used to talking with her family that was used to her. She didn't know really.
A few moments of silence from her passed. "Wh-what were you doing with those foals?" Curiosity finally got the better of her and she peeked up at him through black and purple fringe.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:06 pm
He froze at that and stared at her. Of course she'd seen him. He'd thought she wasn't going mention anything though. After a few moments of struggling to come up with an answer, he just scowled and said: "Running."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:10 pm
She could tell she made him uncomfortable with her question, but she didn't understand it. And his response confounded her even more. "Why?" She had the decency to look away from Auster out over to the foal grounds, not really seeing it with her eyes but dwelling on her inner sight.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:25 pm
He continued to stare at her. How.. do you explain something like that? He ran because it was something he enjoyed. He ran with the foals because he preferred their company over others. The foals just accepted his presence. He didn't need to explain himself to them, he could just run and run. He didn't have to talk to them.
He knew why he ran with the foals. He couldn't explain it to her.
Taking a deep breath, he turned to look at the foals as well and tried to give her some sort of an explanation. "I cannot fly. Running fast gives me sort of the same sensation. I run with the foals because I prefer their company." He frowned, his ears flicking back. "It is easier to be around them. They don't ask silly questions about why I'm there. We just run."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:54 pm
She flinched visibly at the unknown p***k from the stallions words about "silly questions." And his explanation of how running fast was his illusion of flight sounded very familiar to her father's stories. It caused a pain in her chest that he was reduced--for a time--to dream of flight like a grounded.
"I think I understand," she finally said with a note of sadness to her voice. She still didn't have the heart to look at him, so continued to stare over the grounds. How awkward.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 3:15 pm
He glanced back at her for a moment. He wasn't sure what he should say now, but sad tinge in her voice rubbed him the wrong way. He didn't need nor want pity. Huffing, he shifted his weight, tail flicking. "I ran anyway. One cannot spend all day in the clouds, after all."
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 12:49 pm
"I guess that might have been one of the reasons why my grandfather picked this location for the herds. We can't fly all the time, but we can at least walk among the clouds and still feel like we're part of the sky." She was looking up into the sky as she spoke.
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 7:05 pm
"I suppose that does make sense," he murmured. Personally, he enjoyed living on the ground in the forest. He loved to run between the trees with reckless abandon. He kept that to himself, though as he looked up at the sky with her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 8:49 pm
"Would you like a tour of the rest of the grounds so you won't feel so confined to this location? Don't worry, there's not much flying required once you're up here," she said with a small smile. She was trying her hardest not to laugh at the image of him running with the foals. It just seemed completely out of character for him to do such a thing. Perhaps she had judged him too harshly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 7:06 am
He looked at her hesitantly, really not sure if he was up for meeting other horses. It was bad enough he had the mares to ignore.
It would be nice to get away from the breeding grounds though, and move around more.
"I suppose..." he mumbled, looking away again.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 9:22 pm
Her smile brightened at his words, even if they had been few. At least it wasn't a flat-out no. She gave her wings a little flutter in her excitement as she turned around to lead the way. "I want to show you my special spot."
The journey wasn't anything spectacular and the stops were few. Out of respect, she'd nod her head in greeting to those they passed on their way and spared a few words when necessary. They were quickly approaching the edge of the territory, so less herd members were present. It was nice, but not exactly quiet as the sound of rushing water grew steadily louder. They were back where they had come from so long ago.
A fine mist was in the air, causing a small rainbow to appear. She always liked the waterfall for its beauty and calming effect. "I thought you might enjoy this. You-you can come here if you need a break from the herd crowd." She often did just that herself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 12:29 pm
He followed after her, his brow furrowed slightly. Her.. special place? This mare.. She confused him. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he gave small nods to those that they passed that seemed to have status and rank. The others he barely acknowledge. He didn't know them, had no reason to be polite to them. Even if he did know them, he probably wouldn't be very polite anyway.
Auster looked up at the waterfall as they drew near it. His stony expression faded into a thoughtful one as they stopped. When Windstorm spoke, he acknowledged her with a curt nod. After a moment of silence, he nodded. "Its very serene," he murmured. "Thank you for showing me."
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