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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 7:48 am
 The female was happy it wasn't raining. After the last few stormy days she didn't want to meet anymore thunderstorms, her wings had been so wet they were only just about dry. Dry they maybe but tidy they were not. The feathers had dried in such a way that meant they were sticking out at odd angles and it was very uncomfortable! Trying to 'preen' them was a hard task that she wished she didn't have to do but she wasn't going to walk around with feathers sticking out all over the place!
It had taken ages to ease the feathers back into place, birds were able to do this so much easier with their beaks and Osi envied them at times like this. She loved flying, her wings stretched out but when it rained she hated having the ability to fly. Why couldn't she just fly without wings? It would make it so much easier!
At least under the cover of the forest tree's if it did rain again she wouldn't get as wet, it just meant if there was trouble she wouldn't be able to fly away because there wasn't room to open her wings up and take off. She could run though and she would rather stay in the forest where she could keep dry if it rained then to go out and risk getting wet again. The forest would be her home for a few days yet.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:04 am
 The rains that had been plaguing the land affected Khilan very little. Since he was small, his mother had kept he and his brother inside the dense foliage of the forest with only an occasional visit to the plains that surrounded it. They had grown up here in, more or less, a sort of seclusion. That had been what his mother had always wanted, especially after she grew away from humans. She found humans to be intolerable, and had instilled that very belief into the blood and bones of her own children. His mother also had little patience with other Soquili, and tried her hardest to help her sons into the life she led now. However, even as foals, the two boys had been more accustomed to talking with others than running them off. Khilan had developed a kindness, a caring, and had become the epitemy of the father he had never known. Cerek too his kindness to an extreme, and Khilan expected a horde of nieces and nephews any moment from the flirtatious git.
As he lazed his way through the foliage littered beneath his feet, half stomped out by the trio that normally took this route through the dense forest, he let his mind wander to the things his mother had never told them. Why had she walked out on the stallion that she had claimed to have feelings for, and likewise, why had she only taken the two of them? He knew there was a third, somewhere. He sighed, eyes narrowed slightly on the leaves and branches that broke under his charcoal hooves. He couldn't talk about this with anyone - their mother had purposefully told Cerek as little details as possible. It wasn't really like his brother to have a deep conversation anyway, he supposed.
These thoughts led those nearly golden eyes to take on a temporary blindness - he was seeing, but not seeing, as he was accustomed to do in deep thought. As it was, he was nearly on top of the female before he even noticed her standing there. With an abrupt hault, he stopped to look at her, his head tilted sideways a few degrees. He was too close not to speak, now, and it would be too awkward to just turn off in another direction. Besides, Khilan figured he could use a little company right now.
"Hello there," came the soft voice, deep and resounding but full of an eloquence that he had learned from his mother. It was that kind of voice that was unnaturally settling, the sort that always had a gentlemen attached to the other end. He gave her a small bow of his head, the choppy azure mane dancing slightly with the motion.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:21 am
Osi hadn't heard the stallion coming so when she turned to see him staring at her she was rather alarmed, though of course she didn't say anything nor did she move. After all he wasn't a Kalona so he could be a perfectly nice stallion and she would give him the chance to show that he was.
As he spoke she didn't hear anything that would make her suspect that he was bad in any way so she relaxed and lowered her head slightly,
"Hey." Her voice was soft and quiet. She didn't like to speak too loudly in the forest you could never tell who would be about listening and she felt vulnerable in places where she couldn't stretch her wings and fly.
"I am Osi." She introduced herself without being asked, she had always been taught that it was polite to do so.
She looked the stallion over, her golden eyes were still adjusting to the light as she found that it was rather dark under all the tree's. She could see that he had blue on him which seemed rather odd. She had never seen an unnatural coloured creature before.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:32 am
"Well, Osi, I'm sorry to have intruded on you," he said softly, a soft smile turning up the corners of his mouth, showing her that he really meant no harm. "I have a bad habit of letting my mind wander and allowing my hooves to lead me where they wish." He gave a soft laugh, shaking his head in his amusement and allowing the blue tuft of mane to waver again, "though, admittedly, they don't usually lead me to other soquili." Indeed - he thought it rather rare to find another soquili in the forest. Not because they weren't there, but because of how large it really was. You usually didn't bump into them given all the room between.
"But, where are my manners?" he said with a gentle sigh, nodding his head in her direction once more. "My name is Khilan," he said, moving a little closer now that he was sure she wouldn't be frightened off, "and it is quite the pleasure to meet you, even under such odd circumstances." Poor Khilan, but he did talk a little too much sometimes - it was just his way of being friendly, however.
As he glanced her over, he simply smiled once more. She reminded him slightly of birds - not any particular one, because he couldn't really pick them apart, but she certainly seemed to have the coloring that a bird would naturally have. He, himself, was just a mesh of his various lines of lineage. Blue, tan, white; though it was pleasant to the eye, it had no real purpose or meaning. She also had the wings that his uncle and grandmother possessed. As a foal, he had envied them, when dreams of flying had filled his head. As an adult, he accepted them as a gift and a privilege.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 11:26 am
"It is fine really. I am only here because I fear it will rain again and the water does nothing for me wings other then make them stupidly heavy and terrible to look after! It is however nice to meet you Khilan!" She smiled as she spoke being another one who just spoke to be friendly. It was odd that she did so, once she was a very reserved girl who kept very much to herself but things change over time and maybe the weather would to.
"Do you live around here?" She was curious. She had found some live in certain places where as others, like herself, lived where they ended up being. She loved to travel, flying from here to there without a care in the world. She had no one to worry about other then herself, no family, no mate. It was how life should be. Worry free and amazing.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 11:47 am
He chuckled at her friendliness, flicking his blue-toned tail slowly behind in an idle, thoughtless manner. His mother would have probably found her a little too friendly, but Shaitani typically disliked everyone, especially since having Cerek; Khilan's brother was just a little too hyper. That's all his mother seemed to be able to handle of 'happy' Soquilis. He didn't know what their mother would do if Cerek ever brought home some hyperactive little mate. Still, Khilan was much more tolerant than his mother, and he found the female before him to be quite nice. He missed talking to others sometimes.
"I do, actually," he said, glancing back in the direction he had come. It was a long way back, the clearing that his mother, he, and Cerek (when the male could bother to come home) shared. It was large enough for a small herd, he would think, but was otherwise unoccupied. "My mom raised my brother and I not too far from here, in a little clearing where the treetops grow together above." He tilted his head, looking at her wings again, and then back to her. "Being that you have those, I bet you're like my grandmum, and probably don't stay in one place very long. Right?" He was fairly intelligent, and good at making guesses about people's life.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 12:00 pm
She listened and then looked a little confused before realising that he was talking about her wings.
"Yes you are right, I don't stay in one place for too long. I love to get out and fly around, just move. I hate being in places where I can't just fly, like in a forest but right now I will put up with the paranoia to keep dry. As I said wings can be a pain." She moved them a little, opening them slightly to stretch before folding them back up. She adored her wings.
"You lived here long? Like it here?" She was just trying to make conversation, she wasn't normally very good at doing so and would rather everyone else make conversation with her, it worked so much better that way.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 12:16 pm
He smiled as she explained her love of flying, of moving around and seeing different places. As she admitted her paranoia over the forest, he glanced around at the close-by trees, then towards the canopy overhead knitted by the boughs and limbs parting from the tree trunks. He had never really thought about the forest being so enclosed, because to him it had always been home, but to someone like her - well, he could understand perfectly how it would be a great displeasure to spend too much time here.
"I thought so," he said with a little nod, "my grandmother has wings like yours and she's never in the same place twice. It does make it a little hard for us to find her though," he said, trying to recall the last time he had actually seen her. Shaking the thought from his head, he simply smiled at her once more. "I understand that, if I had a mass of wings, I don't think I'd want them messed up either."
"I've lived here my entire life, actually," he said with a little nod, "I was born and raised here by my mother - my brother and I were, actually." He glanced back in the direction of his home once again, flicking his tail behind him. "I love the forest, though I do go to the clearings outside frequently." He glanced in that direction, shaking his head softly, "at least when it's not raining."
Realizing that he couldn't keep talking about the forest forever, especially if she had little idea about what forests were really like when you lived in them, he thought for a moment about what else he could talk about. Shifting his hooves idly while his mind ticked, he gave a little nod, "do you have any family around here?" Probably not, but it was a different subject.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 5:52 am
She listened and nodded as he spoke ab$out his grandmother. She would be confused that anyone who had wings would not use them, after all they are without doubt an amazing thing to have. However he did have her confused.
"Have you never wanted to wander? See the world?" She was completely shocked that he had stayed in one place for his whole life it just seemed so... weird. She loved to explore! There were always new creatures to meet and talk to. Places that were so stunning and beautiful. How could he have lived here all his life it seemed so odd.
She nearly didn't hear his question because she had been so shocked.
"Oh no, I haven't seen my family in ages. They are like me, all travel. It's the best way of living. I can't believe you have never explored!" She was trying her hardest to find some logical reason for never exploring but in her head she couldn't.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:08 am
It seems the pair were quite the opposite concerning their families. Where her family disbanded itself and took to the skies, his stayed together. He couldn't believe that you could have a family and not want to be around them, with them. There was a bond that you felt only towards your family that you couldn't feel anywhere else.
"Well, I guess I would rather stay with my mother than travel the world," he said after a moment. He had never really looked upon it as staying sheltered, but he supposed for outsiders, it may appear that way. "She's more precious to me than anything in the world - and I'm the only family she has. My uncle and grandmother both have wings, and they fly around at random. My grandfather was never around, and my father is gone as well," he shrugged, glancing to her with a sort of sad smile, "I've never even considered deserting her."
He chuckled, realizing that even though they were fairly similar outwardly, by markings at least, they had a very different view on the world. "I couldn't leave my family just to see the world - it would be like leaving my heart behind. She needs me." And she did, especially when Cerek was home.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:41 am
"Take her with you." It was simple! Though she couldn't understand why anyone would stay with their mothers for that long. How would he meet new people, how would he meet females? Surely there wasn't a female in the world that would want anything to do with a male who wouldn't leave his mother. Osi couldn't capture the concept it seemed so strange to her.
"I was glad to be away from my family, I have freedom to go where I wish and do what I want. No siblings to annoy me and no parents to restrict me. It works out wonderfully." She was starting to speak a little fast, which she noticed and started to slow down. How could anyone in their right mind live with their family once they don't need them? Why would anyone want to? This was one very strange stallion.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:55 am
"I wouldn't be able to take her with me," he said quietly, those golden-orange eyes flickering around at the forest he had known since he was a child. "Mother isn't very friendly towards a lot of Soquili, she finds them aggravating and useless." It was true; of course, she hadn't always been that bad, it had only been after her experience with Eloran that it had started, but there was no way for Khilan to know that. "She wants to stay here; she'd like for Cerek and I to start a family; I think she wants a herd, a herd modeled after her own image." He smiled at the thought, shaking his head. Intelligence was what his mother wanted in her children and grandchildren, but she tried to thrust in that demeaning, cruel attitude of hers too.
"If you only had what family I do, you'd want to hold on to them as long as you could. My family has a really bad habit of disappearing and never coming back," he said, his eyes taking on a rather sad look. He couldn't see how she didn't want to hold on to her family. But then, she was almost the exact replica of Makya and his grandmother - they both left to explore.
He didn't stay because he needed his mother, he stayed because his mother needed him. His mother and Cerek both. He stayed because he was scared that if he left, he may not find them again. As long as he was with them, he knew where they were. Every day, the idea of their own herd became a better and better one in Khilan's mind.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 9:08 am
His family sounded suffocating! She would never want a family like his. She could see her family when she wanted to but otherwise she was perfectly happy with how she was living.
"Your family sounds terrible. They leave you and suffocate you! Sounds terrible." She was just telling it as it sounded. How had he grown up like this? She had always been able to go off and make friends but his mother didn't like others? It just seemed so terrible. She was suddenly feeling very sorry for him, she couldn't imagine life like that!
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 2:26 pm
He gave a soft little laugh as she voiced her view of his lifestyle. It wasn't suffocating; after all, he had chosen it, hadn't he? He supposed it must seem more dreary than it really was to those who wanted life to be a ball of fun. Sometimes responsibility was stronger than fun.
"I suppose you could see it that way," he said with a gentle shift of his hooves. Shaking his mane out, he glanced towards her with a weak smile. "Mother doesn't suffocate, she just wants her boys to stay close to her so she doesn't lose anyone else." It was hard to have a conversation with someone that led a life to opposite of your own. "I do what I want, I meet enough other Soquili to suit my tastes, and I get to spend time with the only family I have. It's not a horrible life."
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 1:10 am
She shook her head, "But you miss so much like the sea and the mountains they are amazing and you won't ever be able to explore them staying here." She shook her head again just not understanding why someone would want his life.
"Have you ever been outside the forest?" If he hadn't then there wasn't any way that he would ever convince her that his view of life was any good because it just sounded horrible to her. She shuffled her wings a little feeling slightly uncomfortable. She looked up through the tree's, it didn't look like it was going to rain, maybe she should take him somewhere.
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