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 Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 3:54 pm
"Hmm," Pueblo thought aloud and looked up the towering tree. Gears in her mind seemed to clock work before her eyes were distratced by a falling feather. Pueblo lifted her arm with extra muscle and placed her larger hand on Nehanda's shoulder. "Don't worry. Like Acia said, relax," she said said with a reasurring smile. But even she begun to doubt and she released her hand, quickly hiding those feelings. "I mean, we can't just give up and get all.. all flustered! Our Goddesses were trying to tell us something." She paused, surprised by her own words, and glanced at Nehanda. She didn't quite know how to explain how she knew about her.
"Well," she begun, thinking of a way to word her dreams. It was much harder for an artist to express without paint. "I went into the tree and saw paintings of animals. But...they were moving, and then they attacked each other...and then I was in a new place. A cave I think? It seemed familiar, but I have never seen it before in my life. And like yours, there were things to help gryphons in the cave, or something. If you mean by artifacts. I think that's what they were.. Oh there was just so much going on!" Pueblo shook her head after staring through her entire story. She looked back to her friend, hoping that it made sense to her.
"Maybe we should start looking?" she offered, but continued staring at Nehanda. "You said yours was in the tree..." Her eyes flitted between Nehanda's wings. "But mine was on the ground. I just...don't see any obvious openings or anything here," she frowned as she walked around the tree, feeling the bark with her hands. It felt warm under her touch, as if it were literally alive. Pueblo scowled, pausing in her place and looked over to Nehanda. "Do you want me to come with you?"
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 6:25 am
As Pueblo described her own dream, Nehanda's expression turned contemplative. "There were evil spirits," she murmured. "In my dream. I saw plants, growing around spirits. Some of them were so good, so warm. But there were others that made me shudder to see them. They glowed with this horrible light. I could almost feel the hatred flowing around them."
She shivered at the memory, and looked up at her friend. Where they had once been of similar height, Pueblo now stood an entire handswidth over her. It gave her a feeling of comfort, and helped to cast off the feeling of dread lingering from her first dream. "But after that, I saw this tree. There are seeds of some sort up in the higher branches. I think they're to be used in transformations."
Spreading her wings to their fullest extent, she grinned now, and her golden eyes sparkled. "I want to go up there. I want to fly." Looking over at Pueblo, she shrugged. I guess now's as good a time as ever for our first lesson!"
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 12:15 pm
Pueblo grinned and extended her own wings out. Each wing were just as tall as her, if not larger. As her brain had no explaination, her instincts instructed her. "We didn't have to think about it as gryphons, so..." She felt her feet sink into the dirt and her knees bend before she pushed off. In two giant swoops, her soft wings kissed the ground and rose into the air silently. Her body bobbed in the air as she clenched her fists and wished herself to continue rising. Finally, she could touch a tree branch and smiled through clenched teeth. She felt heavier in the air, especially when she hovered in the same spot. "I-heh, I did it!" she panted and nearly lost her balance. She looked past her danging feet at Nehanda and grinned. A cool breeze caught her longer sandy colored pig tails and ruffled through her fur. Pueblo looked up and was awe struck. She could see the entire forest canopy! The morning sun was almost in mid horizon and her body glowed in the warm light. "Nehanda, you have to see this! It's like a painting in the sky!" Finally finding it too tiredsome to stay in one place, she allowed her wings to catch the next breeze and glided around to the great tree's branches. Her wings stretched behind her as she picked her perch and carefully folded them onto her back. Dangling her legs from the branch, she waited for her friend.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 7:22 pm
With an encouraging grin for her friend, Nehanda unfurled her wings again. Swans naturally have large wings, and that carried thorugh to their blended humanoid forms; Nehanda's ivory wings stretched half again her own height. She flapped twice, then took a few running steps, just as she had done as a gryphon. With strong beats of her wings, she quickly rose until she had reached Pueblo. Her own wings lacked the special pinions of an owl, and so she created a lot more noise in flight then the wolf-girl.
"Oh," she gasped. "It really is beautiful. I never went this high as a gryphon." She looked over at her friend with a laugh. "It almost makes me want to paint! I bet I know what you'll be doing when we get home."
Despite the sheer ebulliance of first flight, her words reminded Nehanda of their purpose. "We need to go higher. This tree is awfully tall." Swooping away from the entangling branches, the swan-girl flew up toward the crown of the enormous tree beneath which they had previously slept.
"There." Nehanda's sharp eyes detected seed pods hanging from the higher branches. They were of varying sizes, most slightly larger then her fist. Hovering with some difficulty, as it was not a natural movement for her wings, she bent over one of the pods. As she reached out to touch it, she could all but feel the warm energy coming from inside. Looking over at Pueblo, she nodded. "This is it. We shouldn't take many, though. Not at first, or it will damage the tree. If you grasp them by the body of the pod, it should snap off fairly easily from the stem." She demonstrated, lifting a pod in her hand. To her golden eyes, the pod practically glowed with life and possibilities.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 12:18 pm
Pueblo clasped her hands together as she watched her friend rise. Her larger, fluffier tail swayed like a pendilum and grinned as her friend continued up. Looking around, her ears drooped a little: it was too difficult to expand her wings. They'd tangle around branches! "I'll be there in a moment," she called through her hand and reached up. She would have to climb her way to the top. Her slim body cut between branches with some difficulty, finding it mostly in her hips. Scowling at her body, she clenched her feathery wings tighter and continued, gathering momentum from frustration. Finally, she made it to the top where Nehanda was. "Pie would be so much better at this," she grumbled with a smirk.
She stood on a large branch, wings flared slightly to keep her balanced. "What are these?" she asked Nehanda, expecting her to know. Afterall, Pueblo knew she was a great herbalist. Gingerly reaching for a pod, she used both hands to carefully remove one from it's stem. Then another, and a couple more. She made sure where she picked wasn't in the same area. She held two to each hand and held them up. "Is this a good amount?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:26 am
Nehanda watched with concern as her friend slowly made her way up through the closely twined branches to the crown of the enormous tree, and grinned with relief upon her safe arrival. "Climbing isn't going to be as easy now. That's certainly one thing I'm going to miss about being a kid!"
At Pueblo's question, Nehanda stared down at the pod held gently in her hands. "Well, it looks like a regular seed pod. See, here's the gynoecium, which forms the pod. There's still a sepal or two attached to several of these; they're still in the process of ripening." She examined the pod for outer signs of any septa, the dividing walls within a pod. "For any other seed pod that looked like this, I could tell you that it would contain hundreds of seeds, like a pumpkin or a pomagranate."
"But this isn't an ordinary tree, and I can't believe that these are regular pods. A regular pod doesn't . . ." She stopped, searching for the right words. "Pueblo, this thing almost glows with energy. I don't think it's supposed to grow any kind of plant."
She examined the base of the pod closely. "Right here, where the pedicel attaches; a tiny piece broke off along with the pod. It looks almost like a plug." She slipped a thumb nail in-between the pedicel and carpel. "It is! I can lift this out!" She started to remove the pedicel, eager to see within, but stopped. "Actually, I think I need to wait on this. I want to get home, so I'll have my books and tools." She looked down to where her friend waited patiently. It was hard to make herself wait, but the thought of what she might damage in her haste . . . it made her shudder.
"I think this will be enough. We can pack them into my carry-all, and I'll pad them with leaves and grasses for the trip home." She glanced down at the ground. Her wings were growing a bit tired with the strain; they weren't used to bearing her body weight yet. "Thanks, Pueblo. Sorry for rambling on like that. Do you want to go down and see if we can't figure out your dream?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:36 pm
Even though Pueblo couldn't understand Nehanda's herbal vocabulary, she still knew what she meant. "Yeah...you're right. I got the same feeling from the tree itself." She watched avidly as Nehanda started to open the pod, curious as well now. But as she stopped, Pueblo agreed. "We probably should wait until we arrive home. I miss Fae and Pie..."
Pueblo lowered herself close to the tree branch and climbed her way to Nehanda. It was a lot easier to manuver limb to limb, but she still wasn't used to her new weight and didn't want to risk a fall. She was at the end of the branches and looked down. "I'm really glad we were able to solve your dream," Pueblo began. "But my dream wasn't around here. This tree was in it, but that doesn't seem as important as this other place." The adolescent narrowed her eyes, staring off into the distance as she searched her mind. "It's a cave I have to find on one of the islands. It's not here, or Cetalu, or even Ar'Idil." She frowned heavily and looked at Nehanda. Sighing, she looked away and waved her hand. "I just want to go home. Maybe Fae will have an answer." She gave the pods to Nehanda then flared her wings, preparing for flight. A little nerve racking at first, she gave a couple powerful flaps before she sprung off of the tree branch. Gliding down to the ground, she stretched her feet out and leaned back, wings flapping rapidly for a gently landing. Searching around, she found a few plate sized leaves laying on the ground and picked them up. Looking back up, she suddenly took back to the sky to hand the thickly padded leaves to her friend. "These should help keep the pods safe. Are we ready? Home shouldnt be that difficult to find," she said in mid air, looking over the tree tops to the open water.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 8:43 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 2:56 pm
Pueblo felt light as a feather once they glided off, the wind guiding them back home. She narrowed her eyes, pinpointing Cetalu far ahead. "The boat ride was about an hour or so, so we should make even quicker time by air."
Her legs were straight out behind her and kept her arms tucked to her chest. She almost looked as if she were doggy paddling in the air. Her giant wings flapped once, keeping her at the same height.
After awhile, Pueblo became quiet but stayed beside Nehanda so she was noticable. She pondered her offer for a few seconds before looking over at her. "Having someone with me would be really nice. I just don't know if I am to do it alone or not. But if you're allowed, then please!"
((You can go ahead and respond, but I think after your post we'll assume they arrived home. We can take it into another RP in Cetalu thread or do it seperately. Which ever you prefer. ^^ ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 3:57 pm
"I'd like that. Just . . . um . . . just let me know when you want to go. You're my best friend, Pueblo." She colored a little, and looked on ahead, toward home.
The two flew silently for a while, content in each other's company. As the sun slipped over the horizen, the air cooled considerably, and Nehanda shivered a bit. She was hoping to arrive home before it grew too dark. "Look, we're almost home." She slowed down a little bit. "I'd like to go straight to my house, so I can surprise Foenix. But I'll see you really soon, okay?"
Pueblo agreed, and the two split off toward their respective homes upon reaching the island. Neahnda couldn't wait to see the rest of her family.
((Gah. Sorry for the lame ending, but my brain's sort of shut off. Going seperate from here is just fine for me.))
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