Talencia
A young bear's bawl echoed through the woods, the demand and childish outrage clear. The words weren't quite formed yet, but if they had been, it would have been along the lines of, "HUNGRY!" He subsided into whiney rowls and grunts, waddling along the forest trail. Ahead of him walked a red bay stallion, his thick mane caught neatly behind his ears. His expression was weary, though. "I know you are hungry, Bhanu, I am doing my best!" His eyes scanned the underbrush almost as frantically as the cub behind him whined. He had not quite realized that looking after a bear cub was entirely different than raising a filly. This was turning out to be more work even than tending his section of forest. In a very short amount of time, they had stripped the desirable berries from the bushes nearest their home glade. So now they were on the prowl.
It wasn't that Eloran minded caring for the little creature. He couldn't have left him to die of starvation and sorrow, could he? Certainly not. But he feared that matters that needed tending to were being neglected now, in favor of filling Bhanu's belly. At long last, he caught sight of a huge fallen trunk, and it dawned on him that his young companion might like the insects that made the log their home. With a nicker of a call, he stepped off the path and headed for the tree carcass, hoping its treasure trove of bugs might satisfy this bear of an appetite.
It wasn't that Eloran minded caring for the little creature. He couldn't have left him to die of starvation and sorrow, could he? Certainly not. But he feared that matters that needed tending to were being neglected now, in favor of filling Bhanu's belly. At long last, he caught sight of a huge fallen trunk, and it dawned on him that his young companion might like the insects that made the log their home. With a nicker of a call, he stepped off the path and headed for the tree carcass, hoping its treasure trove of bugs might satisfy this bear of an appetite.
Dusty
The cries attract the attention of something else, as well: something that's been quietly tailing the two for some time now ever since it entered this wooded area, lurking in the shadows. The wood itself is ... odd. It's much quieter than other stretches of forest: the trees push in close, almost stifling. It was doubtful that a winged creature could exist in here for long, really ... there simply wasn't enough sky around, and the canopy above hemmed in any such creature from making an attempt at flight. The normal sounds of the typical forest - birdsong, insect spatter - was curiously absent or muffled, and every step one took was jarringly loud in the silence. As the unlikely duo head for the fallen trunk, the creature that had been following steps out from the brush, frowning. It's a soquili.
She was tiny, as befit her kind; a mostly brown mare with red, slightly wavy long hair. Her flutter wings, in contrast, were quite large: semi-transparent and looking like an extension of the forest itself. Odd sparkles of light danced about her, and a cool flame flickered up from her forehooves: blue and purple, and not quite like fire at alll ... Very pale blue, almost white markings splash up against her sides and face.
Her tail twitches as she eyes him and the creature, warily. She seems as concerned about the stallion as she does the bear; indeed, perhaps moreso. "What do you want here?" The tone is soft, almost melodious, but demanding.
She was tiny, as befit her kind; a mostly brown mare with red, slightly wavy long hair. Her flutter wings, in contrast, were quite large: semi-transparent and looking like an extension of the forest itself. Odd sparkles of light danced about her, and a cool flame flickered up from her forehooves: blue and purple, and not quite like fire at alll ... Very pale blue, almost white markings splash up against her sides and face.
Her tail twitches as she eyes him and the creature, warily. She seems as concerned about the stallion as she does the bear; indeed, perhaps moreso. "What do you want here?" The tone is soft, almost melodious, but demanding.
Talencia
Eloran nearly came unglued, as focused as he was on tending to his charge. In a very ungraceful manner he spun around, almost sitting himself on his haunches. He blinked at the tiny flutter soquili. How very tiny she was! He had never, in his life, encountered one of her kind. He knew of them, of course, but supposed they must always have been skipping about among the flowers when he'd been in the village, helping the humans. And now... well it seemed none had inhabited his stretch of comfortable, cool forest. Until now.
He peered at her curiously, ears swiveling this way and that with his thoughts. What did she mean? "I... brought my young friend on a foray for food. His mother would have done a better job, but I have had to take over, I'm afraid." He felt guarded, but was not the sort to hide anything due to wariness. "Have we stumbled into your territory miss?" He glanced over his shoulder at the happily mumbling bear. He was a clever little guy, already using his claws to carefully scrape out the crawlers from the natural crevices in the rotting tree. "I would say I'd take him elsewhere if so, but I'm not entirely sure I could tear him away just now." He turned an apologetic look back to the diminutive soquili. "I'm very sorry. Would introductions help?"
His manner was courteous, if a bit stilted. He didn't get much company these days, and it left him feeling rusty in the area of socializing. It had been a year or more since Zoet had left, and the only one of his own kind that he'd met had been a pleasant enough visit. This one, however... she looked as if she suspected him of wrongdoing. Intruding was all he could think they had done, and wished Bhanu would hurry it up!
He peered at her curiously, ears swiveling this way and that with his thoughts. What did she mean? "I... brought my young friend on a foray for food. His mother would have done a better job, but I have had to take over, I'm afraid." He felt guarded, but was not the sort to hide anything due to wariness. "Have we stumbled into your territory miss?" He glanced over his shoulder at the happily mumbling bear. He was a clever little guy, already using his claws to carefully scrape out the crawlers from the natural crevices in the rotting tree. "I would say I'd take him elsewhere if so, but I'm not entirely sure I could tear him away just now." He turned an apologetic look back to the diminutive soquili. "I'm very sorry. Would introductions help?"
His manner was courteous, if a bit stilted. He didn't get much company these days, and it left him feeling rusty in the area of socializing. It had been a year or more since Zoet had left, and the only one of his own kind that he'd met had been a pleasant enough visit. This one, however... she looked as if she suspected him of wrongdoing. Intruding was all he could think they had done, and wished Bhanu would hurry it up!
