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 Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 4:46 pm
“Alright I shall keep that in mind” Morin nodded and prepared to take off but his take off was a bit messy as the wind blew him backwards again. Making a ‘tch’ing sound he tried again slamming his weight down into the ground and lifting off again using pretty much every wing muscle to launch himself into the air and into a dive upwards into the air. Now his only problem was to keep going in the direction he wanted. For about the first five minutes it was tossing him around a lot. It would cause him to lag a bit and then fling forward extremely fast as the wind changed direction on him. However to any one watching below he kept his movements and graceful as ever hiding the fact he was definitely having trouble. The only tell tails signs where when the wind shot him forward. “Alright I will”
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 5:08 pm
Below the Phim in the air, Faiza raced upon the ground. She could tell he was having a bit of trouble only because she was following him. When the wind helped him he was fairly far ahead and something for her to actually run towards. When the wind fought him she was running almost underneath him.
Not that she wasn't having a bit of trouble herself. Her wings were tucked tight against her back and wouldn't open unless she pressed the proper points, but the sand caused her feet to sink a little and made her work to keep her speed at a top constant. Faiza had to pace herself, 'lest she get worn down before they made it to their intended destination.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:24 pm
Every once in a while Morin risked looking down to see Faiza, seeing she was still either right below him or staying with in reach. Then he quickly snapped up to his own flying making sure he didn’t get blown in either direction. Finally after what had to be the longest hour in his life he finally came upon the plains and the only tree in the vicinity. With an almost happy leap his claws dug into the branch tensed up like a cat waiting to pounce on the prey below it, his wings still fully out and resting behind him.
He looked behind him and knew know for certain the way back to the tribe was impassable as a sand storm had hit. Well that wasn’t true, the shortest way to the tribe was blocked. Instead of two hours it would take a full day. His wings throbbed a bit in response but he knew they would be flyable again in a few minutes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:30 pm
Faiza came speeding up. As soon as she'd seen where they were headed she'd slown her pace to help her catch her breath. Her chest was heaving from the strenuous run, taking in deep gulps of air, but she was only appeared to be lightly panting.
"That might have saved us from an unpleasant storm," Faiza said, looking back. She shook a bit of extra sand from her coat and wings. She would definetly make sure it was all off the surface before she attempted to open them and got grit in her gears.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:57 pm
Morin took the time that it took Faiza to leave the last vestiges of the desert and cross into the plains to calm his heart rate down. Since he had done a very strenuous flight over he slowly calmed himself down by branching surprised there was a strong enough tree to hold him. He looked rather kiddish doing so but there was still a graceful movement to everything he was doing. He stretched out on the lowest branch that would hold him and let his tail dangle off to the side. “Ah yes I think we did. We don’t have to worry about it crossing over here I think the storm is heading towards the ocean.” Morin stated preening his feathers and getting out some of the sand.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 7:02 pm
Faiza nodded. She sat on the sparse grass running one of her paws through her fur to held dislodge some of the more stubborn bits of sand. "Will you be able to return to your order, or it the storm too bad," Faiza asked conversationally. Her breathing was quickly getting under control.
After a few quick scrapes of her fur and some sand dislodged she got back up and walked aimlessly around. The last thing she wanted was for her muscles to start seizing up.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 7:31 pm
“The storm is too bad; even if it doesn’t look like it number one cardinal rule of the desert is you don’t venture out into a sand storm. You stay where you are and try to create as much shelter as possible. Sand storms mess with your senses and you instantly get lost. From there it is easy to die of hydration out in the desert.” Morin pointed out sliding down from the tree finally. He landed on all fours on the ground.
And thus Morin was getting confused again. Right now he would be okay with going… but he knew the second he moved he wouldn’t want to go anywhere. This definitely wasn’t healthy but then again maybe it was… maybe he knew something subconsciously that his awake mind didn’t.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 7:41 pm
Faiza nodded in understanding. "You are welcome to stay with me until the storm is gone, if you would like. I am going to move further into the plains and explore though, so if you would rather keep an eye on the desert it might be preferable for you to stay here," she said, eyeing Morin as she continued her slow walking.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 8:43 pm
He knew he should go before this had any chance of hurting his heart again... he should go... he should go... he should..."yes a walk does seem like a good idea, that storm is at least going to be there for hours." Morin replied wondering what was so hard for his mouth to listen to his brain. Apparently it was in league with his heart. "and sitting down watching the sand move would most likely cramp up my muscles." 'Lies... all lies' he thought in his head. 'walk away walk away...' of course he lengthened his stride till he was moving slowly along side her. 'ah screw it. what ever happens... happens'
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 8:47 pm
Faiza nodded and began moving forward with a purpose now, exploring the land. Her walk and bearing was as regal as ever, but a tiny smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. She wasn't really sure what this odd relationship would turn into. Shoot, any kind of relationship she developed with a Phim felt odd to her simply because of her past.
Faiza knew though, however this went, that things would definetly remain interesting.
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