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 Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 1:06 pm
Wind Waker, watched everyone with a grand amusement, each one expressing their stories in fluid movements.
He could easily nod to Semira's claims. "Ah Shamira! You're a natural!" The Balam smiled, raising his paws he clapped then together, as he sat back on his hunches.
Hearing Flick clear her throat, Rhaposdy's ear turned to FeatherStep.
Hm?
A smile quickly took the poet's velvety maw.
"Lavuta, you know I rather express my story in song." The Conductor chuckled, his head turned with a hopeful smile of appeasement. With out futher-a-due and a hop later, his instrument moved from his back. It was time for some music, everyone was dancing.
His thoughts, strummed a few notes. With a sharp pick, he made a fantastful melodious sounds that, danced to the strum he willed. In no time the instrument sounded a upbeat, and joyful cry that filled the air with wonderful sound waves.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2014 4:16 am
Shamira beamed thankfully to her kin upon receiving Wind Waker's words and applause with regards to her attempts at dancing.
Her eyes then caught sight of a tree that she began gleefully prancing towards before breaking into a roll continuing in that direction and then leaping out of the tumbling to spring up and bounce with all fours against the bark lightly to dive back in the direction she came. But instead of landing on her feet yet again she took to the air and soared for grandly and gloriously taken moments of opportunity to enjoy the unique and wonderful feeling that is flying. After appeasing a bit of her everlasting craving to fly, she returned again to the gathering of the group and gave, too, a clap of her front paws. "Rhapsody indeed you as well are a natural! I so look forward to how Flick's dances and your melodies shall be combined together time and time again and amaze countless of audiences! Aren't they an admirable pair, Phal?" The Keeper grinned from one of her fellow Wind B'alam to another who she was having a phenomenal time in the company of.((193 words cx))
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 2:16 pm
There would have been something to say to Wind Waker's reply to her call for him to dance. Feather step had already taken in a breath to give him some form of a bouncy speach that would have encouraged him to dance as Shamira had. The words were lost to the wind almost as quickly as they had been thought up.
Flick's ears bounced delightfully to the tune Wind Waker was creating. Oh! What a lovely sound.
Bright eyes glanced over to Shamira as if to invite her to partake in this wonderful melody as well. Than, as quickly as the winds could kick up, Flick begun to leap about keeping a foot's pace to the tune of the Wind Waker. Her tail and scarves swayed about eligantly to give more motion to her steps.
Within moments of the dance's start Flick was already airborne and using her wings to express her dance.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 3:05 pm
Oh wow! Shamira could have voiced how her positive confidence was confirmed, but she definitely chose to remain quiet at this point in time so as to admire the beats and motions free from any spoken words at present.
She had also certainly not missed Flick's gaze of invitation just a few short seconds earlier. However, she was struck with optimistic anticipation again to first wait and witness the glorious blend of the masters of song and dance. It was so very marvelous to watch and listen to!
And then she leapt into the air as well to join in with the whole atmosphere's encouragement and merriment! This was such an uplifting experience, her spirit felt light and enabled to focus on herself enjoying the melodious moments!
As she spiraled up, up, and up, the glow of her adornments tossed about in all directions providing their illumination. Even as she used their light to continue her work well into the dimmer hours of the day in parts due to her being engrossed and wonderfully, passionately focused on projects she revels in, appreciating and part-taking in dance and music also provided a special yet unique pleasure all its own, too. The many facets of things amazed her! Joy came in many forms. The shine of the ornament that served as an eye piece in the endeavor to make her tree carvings more clear time and time again was now a touch she added to her own dance. It was a dance she engaged in during her breaks between her work hours and it was a dance that she now shared with her kin during their shared lesson now. Yes, this was a time of great fun indeed!((1182 + 286 = 1468 words cx))
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 10:07 am
Hearing Shamira's words, an ear turned from his music to the sound of her compliment. Eyes let them selves closed as they pulled themselves from Flick.
"Nais tuke, Phal." Left Rhapsody, his velvet like voice climbed gently over the strum of his music. Giving the Sister a nod, his attention turned back to creating music. Some how knowing, if he where to stop that FeatherStep may give him a ear full about him not dancing.
A peaceful smile rested on the musician's maw, as he spun words in his mind that might go well with the turn he crafted at his paws and lute. Oh the wonderful melodies and stories that could be told. Perhaps he could work something in about this moment.
Yes, he should immortalize this moment!
('Thank you, Sister.' Is what is spoken in Romani phrase.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2015 8:29 pm
With a flap of his brown wings, Talltale flew to-and-fro to find his mentor. Perhaps he was too late, Rhapsody wasn't in his tree and most likely had gotten impatient in waiting for him. Or more so distracted and wondered off to find his little dancing song bird. Telltale shook his head with a smile, of course that was the more accurate thought. Ah WindWaker, how he would easily drift from the spoken subject and teaching of words when he used Flick as a means to describe words in motion. Brown Tail slipped trough the air as he used his natural ruttier to control him though the winds. A breath released as a grumble ripped though his stomach, he had flown quite a great distance. He had completed his assignment, and met another Wind B'alam that was outside the territory, too bad he didn't have time to properly know the other.
Oh well...
Back to the task at hand, Where was his mentor....
Ear's perked, Timber's listening tuff's took in a vary new and odd sound. It was beautiful, but vary faint. The Strength of his brown wings lifted the Tahtill higher up in the sky and towards the higher floating mountains. Turning his head, the windkin did his best to pinpoint the sound that came from above. He was getting close, the fridged air was nothing to his insulated fur, it was actually quite comfortable. Refreshing.
The sounds, nah music was getting closer now. With another heavy flap, Timber was sent above the greeting of the other b'alam. All that dance in glee to another music, the only one that didn't dance and surprise his focus was on the brightly colored Nahtil of the group. A grin rested on Timber's understanding maw, so predicable, yet...fitting. Shaking his head, Timber reared his upper half of his body and fanned out his wings to help in his controlled decent.
Paws stretched out and flexed in preparation for landing
*Uff*
Landing in the soft grass, Talltale hopped to a landing beside Rhapsody. Wings folded comfortably along his back, a smug grin rested on the Tahtill's lips as he looked over to his mentor. One that spoke multitudes to what he had witness to the eyes that where so fixed on Flick. Sadly, when ever Talltale was around the Nahtil seemed clueless to the unspoken affections of the lead Musician. It perhaps would make for a wonderful tale one day, or perhaps tragedy.
(411)
Thoughts gently strummed the strings of his hand crafted lute like instrument. A peaceful sigh left the Tahtil, as he watched the Pink Nahtil as she gracefully frolic with the other Windkin. His mind began to go over where he should start in writing his ballad. Ironicaly so, the reminder that his student should be returning from writing his own song was far from his thoughts. He had sent Talltale off to find inspiration for his own song and when the Tahtill didn't return on time. WindWaker just figured that Timber had just been so inspired, or just so stubborn to not return without a song. That wasn't too far from truth, so Rhapsody wasn't too concerned about his pupils whereabouts.
Ears turned and flicked back as Timber landed beside him. Skillfully, Rhapsody's playing wasn't interrupted by the sudden arrival of the other Tahtill.
"Oh, how wonderful it is for you to join us, Talltale." Left Rhapsody in a smile, the playing of his lute softened just a little so the other could hear his words.
Eyes still wondered over to the dancing Nahtill, she was so graceful. Tail slowly slipped about behind him, he had a feeling he would have to reluctantly pull away to start on lessons now. (210)
"Oh, of course Phal." Talltale smiled as he looked over to his teacher, his smile grew. Oh, he was going to drag out the tease for sure. His smile could only grow, how wonderfull it was at times to have fun at another's expense. Though, at the same time, Timber couldn't help but feel for his teacher.
"I almost feel bad in pulling you away from your day dream and wondering hopes...Profesor" The Brown b'alam teased lightly. It was obvious, that the other Tahtill would much rather stay and play for the others, and well more so another Nahtil.
The brown tail of the Tahtill, slipped behind him in the soft, and gentle grass. Ears took in the gentle melody that his teacher strummed softly. Perhaps, one day Rhapsody would teach his craft to him one day. It seemed as if The Grand Weaver had gifted his teacher with the ability to make such wonderful things.
(157)
Rhapsody gave a soft chuckle to his student. His birghtly colored wings shifted subtly behind him, though his student was right. And a sigh left WindWaker.
"Pay it no mind, Timber." WindWaker answered gently ending the strumming of his melody, ending the vibrant song on a few carefully plucked notes.
" This day and time was set aside from you, after all." The Bard conceded politely, the instrument he tucked carefully to his side. Teal eyes, still couldn't pull themselves from the dance of one, the others where doing just a wonderful job. Though, the head Musician's attention was distracted by another and always by one.
(104)
"Perhaps, you could ask her to come along as well?" Timber hummed, a grin to his words. A paw stretched out and raised to his maw, it pulled gently at his fur.
though on second thought.
"Though, I don't think we would get anything done." Talltale answered, a smirk clean on his lips. Tail flicked behind him, as another trill of a chuckle left the learning bard. Perhaps it was too unfair to keep teasing his teacher about such a thing. Combing his wisker's with paw tips, Timber's willie eyes slipped to the corner of his gaze to look over to the lovestruck Tahtill.
The poor soul
(105)
Rhapsody's soft ear turned toward Talltale, at his suggestion. It was one suggestion that actually pulled the Cunductor's attention from the brightly color and lively Nahtill. Rhapsody felt his maw go a little dry...
"I wouldn't dare." WindWaker spoke gathering his barring once more. Taking in a breath, thoughts tied the instrument around and at his side. The Lute was carefully tied by a paw woven, one he made for the soul purpose of keeping his music maker close and safe at his side.
"It would pull her from her students, and I have to teach you." The heavy hearted Tahtill smiled with a turn of his head. Shaking his head and pointedly looked back to Timber. Rhapsody leap into the air, and wings carried him higher into the sky. Timber knew better and only poked more fun at time.
Reaching a height that over looked over the others, the Tahtil's tail moved to side of his lute where he tapped it loudly and with the combination of his tambourine on his tail. He made an announcing ruckus, a polite one, but also one that was sure to get everyone's attention. It was after all rude to leave with out first saying that you where doing so. or so he thought it was. Something in his soul whispered that it was just right to do.
"Oy! I am sorry but I must bow out." WindWaker raised his voice for the others to hear. His paw swept under his chest and his upper half gestured at a elagent bow. Strong feather like wings, kept the B'alam airborne with well timed flaps. His body bobbed with every controlled lift into the air
"It has been a pleasure." Rhapsody smiled. Just as his words left his mouth, his teal eyes wondered over to the dance instructor.
It had truly been a pleasure, more then he was sure she would ever know.
"But!" The Tahtill spoke in a raised tone, his paw raised as if to halt their thoughts. Tail swept behind him to help keep his floating balance, a skill that had been well practiced
"I must continue my teachings with another." Rhapsody admitted, he did after all play to teach Timber more on lyrical song. Riddle Mouth had asked for him to teach and instruct others on such a thing. Which was...
"Obligations and all that." WindWaker added with a smile on his maw. A wink flicked from his gaze as his eyes wondered to the others. Looking to Timber, WindWaker nodded to him, letting him know he was ready to go. Rhapsody trusted that the brown B'alam would follow suite. The brown bard was his chosen pupil, he was a smart b'alam.
With another flap of his yellow wings, his hind legs curled tightly against his body.
Strong wings carried him towards his loft nearby. It wasn't far and was a quire looking tree but it was home. It was His place of craft and teaching.
"Fair enough, " Left Timber as his paws raised with his shoulders. "It was only a suggestion, Profesor." The Tahtill mused with a swish of his tail, his front paws rested back down in the soft fresh green grass. Wings ruffled behind him in a little stretch, or more so another shrug. His teacher was a grown tahtill, though it never hurts to ask. Though a good point was brought up...Flick did have her own students to teach. All of which did seem to be having fun...
A Pitty. That he would be taking WindWaker from all the play and dance, however. Timber was eager to tell of the things he had seen and the song he had created.
Eyes followed his teacher up to the sky as he announced his leave. Funny, Timber would have just taken off. He didn't feel, despicably a respected teacher like Rhapsody, needed to explain himself in leaving.
oh well, perhaps this is why WindWaker was the teacher and he was the student. It was something, Timber felt he wasn't going to loose sleep over. After all, he knew his place and how the Weaver woved him. Talltale was as free as a breeze, and liked not having such obligation that hindered him.
Pulling his eyes from his thoughts, Talltale closed his eyes and answered WindWaker with a nod. Turning his head, he watched as Rhapsody took off towards his loft.
It was then that Timber took an opportunity that WindWaker decided not to, one that TImber would take for him as Rhapsody wouldn't. Brown Wings lifted Talltale into the air, and with a couple of flaps he turned his body and hovered in the dance instructor's proximity.
"Dearest Phel, Mi Profesor wont say so, but I am sure your company would be much delighted upon. That is all I offer to you." With that, Timber gave a respected nod and with a flap forward and then under him the Tahtil spun himself around to follow after his teacher.
(WindWaker: 2001
Timber: 1000 )
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