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 Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 3:29 pm
Mystic Pines  Just past the river and down a steep hill was a hot spring that the river flowed into. Koi fish fluttered against the water's surface and swimming back down as the night's moon sparkled down on them. Legolas felt at home where he was. Even if alone, he could sit there and enjoy the scene for ages. Perhaps it was what he was doing most of the time. His eyes fell upon the stars that shimmered against the foggy water.
Swiveling his ears back and forth Legolas rested against the warm dirt for only a while, his cape covering over his side a little. He tilted his head down to poke the Koi with his horn sheepishly but then tilted his head to see how they responded. Short memories but they didn't care. Was it likely that this was what they did on purpose? Were they like pixies placed in a body of something scaley and slightly beautiful?
He didn't really get up as he heard something snap among the forest. It was far off, but not close enough to move. Though he still gazed at the pond. Had it been a kalona he'd only stay there and offer a glimpse of the tranquil pebbles that bedded the springs. Some were honest gold flakes and maybe crystaline ornates. He didn't mind it as the fish enjoyed it too so he thought. Sometimes he could see them digging something into the warm stones. Though he tilted his ears lowly to make sure it was not something that would attack him. Not a response but awaiting for an introduction.
His wing lifted up above his head as he groomed under his wing a little, one eye hidden the other peering for the being that approached, his wing folding back a little.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 4:06 pm
He had wondered right into her home. Otherwise, she probably never would have spotted the attractive alicorn. He had long blonde hair that was blowing in the wind, oh so slightly. There wasn't a bad breeze, but there was just enough to blow enough of your mane back.
Her tail flicked as she watched him preen his wings. She had never really seen a Wind clean their wings, she just figured they stayed clean regularly. She'd met one other wind before. Guilian, the very red stallion of whom she hadn't seen since their last encounter.
Her hooves dug into the earth slightly as she debated approaching the Alicorn. She had heard of some Alicorns not liking the 'lesser' breed such as the non-winged ones. But she didn't think this one was like that. Something about the way he moved.
Her tail flicked again. Decisions, decisions.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 8:43 am
With that, Legolas sighed. The silence between others was quite honestly embarassing he had felt. Not on his half, but that anyone would let it happen. The solid ocean blue eyes closed, almost knitting his brows in frustration. A solid tone of calmness came from him instead.
"D'ya honestly fear my kin?" It was something he felt he had to say. She was right there, but he was watching the water instead. Words are the only thing worth turning to look for sincerity. He really had no idea why anyone would become so silent over a simple thing of just a typical stallion relaxing. Winged, horned, or not, everyone needed a small moment off the trot.
A sigh came from him, any more silence, he'd just have to find a new spot. It was too damned awkward for someone to just keep watching him. Fear, or shock- either way if they lasted- things weren't going to be comfortable he had felt. Though the water reflected a more calm look, while his hair mangled from the sides of his cheeks from the wind.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 10:19 am
Her ears perked as the Alicorn spoke to her. His hair was made of pure spun gold, he was incredibly attractive, and he was speaking to her. Hmm..That was interesting.
"Fear your kin? No.. Fear your kind? Maybe."
She said, tossing back her own dark golden mane with the chocolate tips. Her mother had raised ner niaeve. So had he father. Her actual insight had come from her teepeemates. She was never one you could push around.. She tended to be quite strong in the face of trouble.
So this was no different.
"I dont fear you, though. My name is Marahute."
She said,walking closer,and gazing at him as shedid.
He had lovely eyes. They were so icy.. Her hooves carried her closer, despite the need to search for good foods.
"What may I call you, If I may be so bold?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:13 am
The winged creature looked at her with a quirked brow that’s curve almost met the hair line. Though he moved only a little- his short tail just flitted towards the side once as if to bounce in response instead of laughing at the word, ‘kind.’ What was ‘kind’ to anyone? He pondered such but only briefly.
“Hm?” The sound was almost sputtered at the question, but he should not have ever acted surprise, especially once he took a look at how the mare was indeed closer to him. His wings just moved closer to his body like tensing joints working upon muscles. Not flexing but almost ready to move in for space.
Though he answered when noticing the question, with a short held tone, “Legolas.” No driving, just too stubborn to give much of any talk. Two reactions he knew well was either laughing, or quitting while he was ahead.
The icy eyes would peer to her, but not into her eyes, but to one side of them, as if looking for something, but then they met hers again with silent swishing of the tail.
Odd enough to him, he didn’t have much to judge about her, other than the look to her. Was he a freak? The thought tilted his ears back real quick, but then he pondered again to answer with a burdened tone pacing in his voice, “If I am starting to look edible, I’d assume your kind is deadlier.”
In teasing manner the statement was a hidden way of saying, ‘You look hungry, but I’m not much help.’
“My kind, probably gave up hunting and decided fish are fun to smack out of the ponds, but carrots don’t run.”
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