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 Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:14 am
He humphed. "Yes. You're strange." He said, looking up at her. His eyes stared at hers evenly for an excessively long moment before trailing over her figure, the design in her coat and the... Oddity... in her saddlespace. "You are, by far, the strangest beast I have ever seen. The most unusual Azrein I've met... My mother is a gryphon, my father is a narcissistic a*****e, and you beat them both."
He nudged what remained of the edibles on the rabbit her way. "You eat like my sisters, and play like them. All I want to do when I look at that thing on your back is n** at it, and you're slower than you look." He stood and stretched for a long moment before settling on the green, again. "But if I didn't want your company, I wouldn't still be keeping it."
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:25 am
Liron's yellow eyes widened a little with each statement. The icy grip holding her heart tightened right up until the last comment. She couldn't reply; all she could do was nod and nibble at the offered rabbit meat. A pair of tears rolled down her face and disappeared, but they were soon followed by a steady stream. No, she hadn't been accepted, per say. But she hadn't been rejected as she had so many times before.
Finally she let out a shaky laugh and found something to say. "Of course I'm slow... talons aren't made for running." They were made for safe landings--something Liron doubted she would ever have to worry about since she had no wings. "And if you really want to n** it, go ahead--but don't say I didn't warn you. You won't like the result."
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:33 am
The stallion humphed. "I never said they were, but who looks at hooves first?" He grinned, teasing her in his awkward, harsh way. "The odd things are what make you who you are. Don't be ashamed of them, or everyone else will notice and react." His mind blinked back to his jealousy of her claws, before he shook his head.
"And the odd things about you have nothing to do with your awkwardness as an Azrein, you silly mare. 'Noone can accept who you are until you do.' " He quoted some old saying and then scoffed. "Lode of cattleprods and brandirons, if you ask me. Just stop being afraid of yourself and you'll be fine."
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 4:50 am
A faint blush developed on her face, which was quite visible on her light blue pelt. After Cavin finished speaking, she stayed still for several moments before shooting over to the stallion's side. Taking a page from her elder sister's book, she said nothing more and let her actions speak for her. She wasn't brave like her father and sister. Liron was scared and she was hoping that the blunt but honest stallion was willing to keep tolerating her strange behavior. She didn't want to be alone. Loneliness had been her company for too long already.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 5:00 am
The impudent young stallion cocked a brow at her, glancing sideways, but shrugged, and set to preening her feathers, tucking his wing between the anemone and her neck in a sort of hug while he moved the feathers about. He didn't seem too terribly interested in spewing anymore of his angsty confusing 'poetry' at the moment, either, and felt comfortable with his choice of actions.
The wing's slender existance seemed to fall just out of reach of the feeler-worms, the appendage laying alongside the other side of her body to keep her close in a sort of hugs. After all, birds should flock, and angsty teens could face the world easier in numbers.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 5:13 am
Liron leaned into the winged hug, her eyes sliding closed as her feathers were preened. It felt... really nice. The mare was quickly lulled into a state of true calm, completely relaxed against Cavin. "Thank you," she whispered, not saying anything further. Blunt and irritable as he was, the stallion was actually very sweet...
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 8:54 am
Cavin hummed and continued the mare's preening, letting her rest as she desired. He didn't answer her mannerisms, more interested in primping her feathers. This had always been his favorite part of a quiet evening with his mother. The feathers were placed differently, but feathers, all the same.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:02 am
Cavin's hum sparked an almost automatic reaction in Liron's vocals. Using the single note from the stallion, she hummed a nameless melody, eyes still closed as she allowed his preening and primping of her feathers. This wasn't as exciting as the chase earlier, but it still was enjoyable.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:09 am
The stallion stared at his mark, tilting his head about a bit to check her eyes again, to make sure they were closed, then shrugged, and returned to preening her feathers, until he was done playing with them.
He twisted his head around, staring at the floating worms atop the anemone she wore. He would eventually, and probably repeatedly, n** at that, to test his curiousity. He glanced at her briefly and, wondering if she would feel his beak against the anemone's weird floating arms, gave in to the temptation. He snappd his beak shut on one tendril and tugged, bwarking, when the thing danced over his tongue and letting it loose to glare at it.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:16 am
Liron paused for a split second when the anemone tendril was bitten, giggling at his sound of surprise. "I did warn you," she sang in tune to the melody she'd made before returning to simple humming. Cavin sure kept things interesting...
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:23 am
Cavin humphed at the mare and rolled his eyes. That wouldn't be the last time. He had a problem with controlling some of the baser instincts that came with the beak. For now, though, he listened to the tune, trying to pick out a repeating pattern to follow and sing along to.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:06 am
Liron just smiled with her eyes closed, lightly resting her head against the stallion. The simple melody continued to emit from her vocal chords, her smile brightening with every note. Just like the other members of her family, she loved music.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 6:38 pm
Cavin eyed the mare curiously while she sang, his head at an odd angle. "What is that you're doing? It's... Captivating." he muttered, his normal bluntness still shining through bright as ever.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:45 pm
"Hm? I'm composing. I'm creating a melody," Liron replied, eyes remaining closed. It helped her see the music she was creating, to keep her mind from wandering too far. Her answer given, she resumed her song. She adjusted herself slightly, lightly nestled against Cavin's side. She sang her emotions the way she couldn't speak them, a heart that was drawing close to Cavin's with every moment. She allowed the closest feelers of her anemone brush the stalllion's coat, sending little shocks through the pelt. He made her so curious and fascinated with his appearance and comments. Even this made it into the song. She wondered if he'd understand the wordless melody's meaning, if her heart's desires could be understood by someone else.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 1:02 am
Cavin continued to watch her hum, trying now and again to join in when he thought he'd guessed the rhythm. He understood the song, to a degree. To the degree that it shattered his insecurities, pounded his fear of the world and its inhabitants into submission and out of mind. While he couldn't properly identify the melody, nor really carry a tune very well, he felt somehow obligated to join in.
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