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 Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 10:45 pm
The day was rather nice, though a bit cold with each passing breeze. It threatened winter was around the corner. Most the trees were almost bear of their leaves. The ground showed lovely shades of browns and reds. Some bit of yellow here and there of those leaves that hadn't totally turned brown or red yet.
The grass had changed from yellow back to green from the plenty of rain that had come since the summer. For the orange, turquoise, and silver mare, didn't really care about all that. No, her attention was on to her wings. She wanted to learn to fly, and her mother still didn't think she was old enough. How annoying was that? She wanted to learn now!
She flapped her wings and jumped. Hovering for a moment, she thought she got it, then she fell and landed on her hooves. It was getting very frustrating for the young filly. Her feathers were all fluffed up as she folded her wings to her side. Her tail flicked back and forth a few times before she relaxed a little. Breathing hard from all the jumping and flapping wings. It was hard work. She gave a snort. She was going to get this down sooner or later!
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 11:06 pm
 A black and white foal wandered quietly through the grassy expanse that was the clearing. His primarily ebony wings were folded tightly to his sides as he tried to retain as much body as he could; battling against every chilly gust of wind that cascaded by him. However, the young colt wasn't paying attention to where he was going due to the numerous thoughts running through his head that proved to be very distracting. The foal gave a sigh and closed his eyes. Although he was somewhat relieved to be out of his basket he actually missed his woven confinement that had been his basket at the same time. There was nothing to worry about while he had been in it and suddenly everything had changed once he left it. This world before him was so vast and he didn't know where to begin. His father had been there for him when he had come out of his basket; but he wasn't with the colt now and Moose didn't know what to do. Suddenly a noise interrupted his thoughts. Peering about cautiously the colt noticed what appeared to be another Soquili; a foal in fact. Moose tilted his head in curiosity at the other foal; she was doing something that he considered very peculiar indeed. Moose frowned, wondering what the other foal was doing jumping into the air over and over again. He cautiously approached the other; still wondering just what she was doing.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 11:23 pm
Hema hadn't noticed the other at first. Her thoughts were now on how else she could try to fly. She hadn't worried about any of the dangers that could be lurking in every corner. Her mother had told her to be careful of others, but she never really listened. Everyone, for the moment, were her friends until they proved other wise. She thought about running and then jumping, but she remembered how hard the ground actually was. Falling face first wasn't very pleasant at all. Were her wings too small, or not strong enough to hold her up. She couldn't remember what her mother said. "Grr!" she let escape her mouth, still thinking she was quite alone.
Finally, she turned a bit. Stopping completely as another foal came into her line of sight. She was slightly shocked and embarrassed, but also excited to see another foal. She flicked her wings to get the feathers back being flat and not fluffed up. "Hello there!" she said with a friendly voice. He seemed rather shy, perhaps? She flicked her silver and turquoise tail as she took a few steps. She hasn't met another with wings like hers besides her mother. He was very interesting looking too. Black and white, with bits of blue. "I'm Hema!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 2:30 pm
Moose took a few steps back from the mare as soon as she noticed him; afraid she might be upset that he had been there and not told her of his presence. The filly however didn't seem mad at all; instead she greeted Moose enthusiastically. The colt noticed the filly observing him and he in turn decided to do the same to her as well. Her coat was shiny in a mixture of orange and blue sparkles. She was rather pleasing to the eyes Moose had to admit. The colt suddenly felt rather down-hearted; his head dropping some and a sad expression crossing his face. Moose wished he were shiny like the filly; then he would be pleasing to others as well. The foal looked up however at the other when she told him her name. "Hema?" He repeated then paused for a moment. "That's a really nice name... I wish I had a nice name like yours..." Again he stared at the ground; trying to avoid eye contact and pulling his feathered wings tighter against his body. Moose wondered why he didn't have a nice name like the filly did and why his coat wasn't shiny. "My name is Moose..." He added; trying to be courteous in return to the other foal.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 4:43 pm
"Moose?" She tilted her head. "What's wrong with that? I see nothing wrong with that name." She said with a nod. She didn't know what a moose was, besides being a name. Nor would she had cared if she knew it was a name after another type of animal. " You should be proud of it!" She said with a rather confident voice. He seemed very shy, and upset about something. Did he think he wasn't good enough?
"You should be proud of who you are, and what you look like." She said puffing up her feathers and giving a more leadership type look. "My daddy saids you should never let others make you think other wise." She flicked her silver tail back and forth as she smiled at him. She shook her head trying to get her mane to actually stick down rather straight up. It got annoying after a while.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 5:16 pm
The colt blinked at the filly. "Nothing... nothing's wrong with it... I don't think... It's just not as nice of a name as your's is..." Moose didn't think his reasoning made very much sense but it was the best explanation he could provide Hema with. "I-I..." He stuttered while listening to the filly. Moose was intimidated by her; she certainly seemed to know what she was talking about. However, there was no way Moose could be the kind of foal that she was describing; and that's just how things were. The colt was caught in between two different thought processes and he tried his best to please the filly with his response. "It's not others that make me feel the way I do..." Somehow Moose didn't think it was the greatest idea to inform the filly that Moose himself planted these ideas in his own head. "Your daddy sounds very wise, and I respect that..." Maybe there was a way to please the filly while sidestepping around some of the finer details. "It's complicated; but I appreciation your advice I will take it into consideration." He smiled gratefully at the filly and watched her flip her main; wondering if she would go back to commenting on that subject or strike up a new one for the pair to discuss.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 5:34 pm
She didn't really know what else to say. How could one not think so proud of themselves? She shrugged and guessed everyone had their own opinions on themselves. She flicked her tail again as she watched him curiously. "Well that's ok!" She said with a smile. "All you need is friends!" She tried to make things more happy.
"Want to try to fly with me?" She asked him trying to change the subject. "I was trying to do that before you came, but I seem to can't fly yet." She said as she unfolded one wing and looked at it as if it was going to tell her why they weren't holding her up. "It's very hard, but I really want to learn to see things from up there." She looked from her out folded wing to up at the sky, then back at Moose.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 7:41 am
Moose thought briefly about the filly's words. Friends? He repeated in his head. Although they had just met and it seemed futile to ask the colt choose to anyway. "Are we friends?" He asked her; the tone of his voice was a curious one. Moose could understand though if she didn't want to be his friend. After all, he wasn't shiny like she was. The colt blinked at the filly a few times. "Fly?" He repeated; a worried gleam in his eyes. He quickly looked down upon his black wings that were held tightly against his sides. "I don't think that my wings are strong enough yet to support me in the air..." The truth of the matter was that Moose had never thought about flying and he really had no idea how strong his wings were or weren't. Moose watched the foal extend her wing and noticed her examine it. "Well... maybe flying requires determination such as you have. Do you know why you can't fly yet?" The stallion listened to his own words as he said them and realized how foolish he must have sounded to the filly. If she knew why she couldn't fly then she would have tried to adjust to such a problem. Moose shook his head and let his eyes gaze upward at the sky.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:50 pm
She nodded at him. "If you want me to be your friend, I will be!" How exciting, her first friend. She flicked her tail back making swishing noises as she did so. She really wanted to be his friend. She folded her wings back to her body and looked at him. "Oh? I don't think mine are either, but it takes practice!" She said with a giggle. "No, I don't know why I can't fly yet. Mommy told me once, but I don't remember." She said tilting her head trying to remember exactly what she said. Something about her not being ready, or something. She looked back at the colt. "I think I'm getting it though. I can hover for a little bit." She nodded and shifted her hooves on the ground. At least she hoped she was getting it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:16 pm
Moose's eyes sparkled in hope. "Really? You'd be my friend?" The fact that Moose might gain a friend left an awe struck look on his face. Even though most Soquili would consider gaining a friend something more trivial than he was making of it; it still seemed like a big deal to the foal. He hadn't made a friend before and he was now excited by the fact that the filly was even offering to be his friend. Moose took a moment and smiled at her; thinking how great it would be to be her friend. Though, he quickly realized he didn't know what friends did or anything that was rather obvious. Instantly the colt began to think he would make a horrible friend; and he frantically searched his mind trying to think of all the things that a 'friend' should do and be. The foal sighed; life sure was getting more and more complicated now that he was out of his basket. Moose's attention focused back on the filly. "Really?" He tilted his head and frowned. Somehow what she said didn't make sense to him. How can one practice if they can't really do it to begin with? He offered her a sheepish grin and decided not to say anything; thinking it might offend her. "Hover?" He repeated. "You must have a knack for flying then! I'm sure you'll be able to do it in no time!" The colt thought words of encouragement were things a friend should say. He hoped for the filly's sake that she would get the hang of flying quickly since she seemed to have her heart set on doing so.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 3:30 pm
"Of course I would!" She said smiling at him. He seemed surprised that she'd even consider it. She bobbed her head up and down as she smiled. She had a huge grin on her face as she watched the other. "I'll get it soon." She said with a nod. "Even if mommy things I can't." She puffed up her chest and held her head up high. "But it's not fun trying alone. You should try with me!" She said. It'd be fun to have someone join her in her adventures of trying to learn to fly. Also, he had wings too! So they could teach each other how to fly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 5:27 pm
Although Moose had wavering feelings about friendship he beamed at the filly; hopefully it wouldn't be too hard to be someone's friend. "You're my first friend." He admitted to the foal; a slightly embarrassed tone to his voice. Allowing his eyes to stare into hers for a moment he asked seriously, "Do you have any other friends besides myself?" His head tilted to the side as he inquired. Moose was almost positive that the filly did; after all she had a shiny coat and seemed to be rather nice. A terrified look washed over the colt's face at the filly's suggestion. "T-try... to fly?" Moose stared down at his hooves. "I definitely don't think I am capable in the least of flight." His voice was quiet and cautious as he spoke. What if he tried to fly and couldn't even get off the ground? Or even worse... what if he managed to get off the ground and then wasn't able to land. Moose was dead set on the idea that flying was certainly not something which he should attempt.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 11:33 am
Thinking about it, Hema really didn't know who her friends were. She only ran in to three other foals before. One of them seemed nice enough, though she had a friend wolf with her who seemed upset. Then two colts who seemed to hate each other. She shook her head. "No. I don't believe I had a friend before you." All the others were adults, and she couldn't be friends with adults. She smiled at him. "I'm sure you can fly one day, not at the moment. I can't even fly." She looked at him with much confidence. "But if one doesn't try, they'll never know if they can or can't do something." She said with a nod.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 4:15 pm
Moose's eyes widened in surprise at the filly; he wasn't expecting her to say that he was her first friend. "It that case I am very honored to be your first friend!" He exclaimed; giving her a beaming grin as well as bowing his head to her. The stallion however frowned at her next statement and his ears fell slightly. "You think so?" The colt was still filled with doubt about his abilities; and of his abilities that were sure to grow as he developed into a stallion. Moose stared at the filly; his expression changing from doubt to a positive feeling as she continued to talk. She certainly was optimistic in Moose's opinion. "I hadn't though of it in that way. However it is rather clear." Thinking for a moment the colt flipped his short mane. "You sure are bright Hema..." A small grin appeared on his face as he complimented the filly. The colt wondered if the filly was full of wisdom and other knowledgeable phrases. "Perhaps I'll try to fly one day soon... Then that way when we are both adults we'll be able to fly together!" He beamed once more.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 11:23 pm
"Yeah, I guess I never asked them to be my friend, or had them ask me." she said thinking about it, but it wasn't too depressing. She would always make other friends, better friends then they could be. She smiled at the colt. "I'm sure you can fly later, if you try to give it a shot. "She said with a smile. Perhaps she was giving the other confidence now. Bright? Was he talking about her color, or was he talking about something else? She didn't ask, but only smiled as if pleased with the comment. "Oh! Flying when we are older would be great!" She said with a wide eyes. "We could explore the world from above the land." She always thought of doing it alone, not with someone else. But the thought made it sound so much better.
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