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 Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 8:16 pm
There is a prequel to the following posts. If I ever find the missing rp, I shall insert it into this post. Until I do, you will simply have to imagine how their first encounter went. ::chuckles::
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 8:20 pm
Ceylona had been thinking for a good long time now, since her first encounter with Talencia. She had decided it was time to go back and discover more about her specifically. She still felt very wary of any other humans, and steered clear of the village. The winter snows were melting fast, making the earth soft and muddy.
She approached the teepee with some trepidation. There was noone visible, though the sun was well up. She thought that perhaps now would be a good time to approach and learn more about the human by scents and objects left around her home.
She padded to the small campsite. A banked firepit glowed heat steadily, it's smoky fumes contained. She ploded on past it to a rack where some hides of other animals dried. She snorted uneasily at that. Still, they were small animals, such as rabbit an fox. Flapping in the wind nearby, hung upon a small row of young trees, were items made of something soft and thin. Thoughtfully she mouthed them, considering the idea that they might be edible. However, it tasted rather vile and she backed away, pulling her lips back from her teeth in a grimace.
Just then she nearly tripped over a small, low platform. It was made of wood, set up on short legs. She carefully turned around and leaned down to sniff of it. It had a strange, earthy smell that made her feel warm and comfortable. It smelled right, somehow. Like liquid earth. Not the soggy stuff that was coasting her fetlocks at the moment, but earth touched by sunshine and summer stream-water.
A gleam of light drew her attention to the ground nearby the table. There stood a row of glass jars, carefully sealed, each shining brightly in the morning light. Behind that bright gleam she could see that each jar had color inside... bright green, deep blue, vibrant yellow, warm orange, and several others. She ran her nose across them delicatedly, not quite touching them. They smelled rather acrid, sharp and biting. She blew with a snort and pulled back. What were all these things for?
She was close to the teepee, examining a pile of fallen trees, when she heard a step behind her. Startled, she threw her head high, upsetting part of the woodpile. As her head whipped around to see who was approaching, the entire woodpile shuddered and then toppled, scattering rolling pieces of wood onto and around her hooves. Startled even further thus, she began to try to move to get away, but stumbled and slipped among the small logs. Before she had the sense to stop and leap clear, she found herself falling hard on her left haunch.
Talencia, who was returning from the village with am armful of cloth and thoughts of summer clothes filling her mind, stopped short at the first sign of life in her camp. Thus she was able to watch the entire, brief chaos of the red mare knocking the woodpile onto herself and stumbling until she fell. Alarmed that she had been hurt, and that the potential for more hurt remained, she hurried forward and draped the cloth on the hide-drying rack. She then approached cautiously, talking low and soft to try and calm the wild mare.
She could see the mare turn rolling eyes that showed the whites towards her. "Easy now, wild one... steady. Don't go lunging about, or you'll trip yourself again. And it may hurt more this time... please, be easy, girl." She approached indirectly, aiming for the woodpile (what was left of it) instead of right at the skittish horse. The mare heaved to her feet again, although Tal noticed she did bear a remarkable expression of embarassment.
"It's alright, swift sister. I understand. No need to be ashamed of a bit of a fright." She still spoke soft and low, keeping the cadance of her voice even and steady. "It happens to all of us, little sister. No fears. Let's just see if you can find your way clear now." She had stooped to remove several that had rolled and bounced into an uneven pile on one side of the pretty red mare, and was now almost ignoring her by walking past her towards the ruined woodpile.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 8:21 pm
Ceylona was not pleased with this development. The human was rescuing her? This was not what she had had planned. Her dignity had been dinged. Giving a snort, she shook her mane and gave a small leap forward before nonchalantly trotting away, head held high and tail flagged as if nothing had happened and she merely was out for a stroll.
Talencia turned to watch the mare disappear into the forest with as much dignity as she could muster. She couldn't help it. After the mare was completely out of sight, she allowed herself to smile. Equine egos could be such a delicate thing, and she was learning just how independant and proud that mare was. Still, she was willing to bet that the tall red soquili would be back again. She seemed fascinated by her, while still being very much wild.
Tal shook her head as she turned to restack her woodpile. As much as she longed for a devoted soquili companion who never failed to want to be with her, she would not change any horse to be that way. Delphia was now smitten permenantly with Sora, and so spent most of her time with him. And that was okay with Tal. She was glad the pretty raccoon-marked mare had found such happiness. And that meant she also now had the foals to play with. Nor would she ever choose to "tame" the elegant red mare. Wildness was part of her essence, what made the soquili who she was. Tal would never willingly change that.
So she tucked her wistful wishes into the back of her heart and moved on with her chores. She was happy to now have two soquili in her life, and she refused to allow her daydreams to make her unhappy with that wonderful double blessing.
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