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 Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 7:34 am
So many things had been happening so fast. Winter had turned the lands white and icy. His parents....had had new foals. Everything just seemed to be changing so fast it felt as if he was being left behind. To stand there in a stupor while everyone passed him by. The young stallion felt a sense of being lost.
After the small re-union of his little family to witness the birth of his now baby brother and sister, Yiska had ventured off again. Still not sure what he was to do or where he was to go during this frigid season. Sleeping nights beneath barely sheltering trees and wandering the cold days alone. It had been so long since he'd met up with Raum, he wondered what he was up to now a days.
Finally his wanderings led him into a small snow covered field. After digging in the snow for a few minutes to see if he could find any remains of grass beneath. He soon stopped as he reached the wet earth below. Nothing but scraggly little shoots and brown croppings. Moving away from the little hole, he stood there. A blank look on his pale face as the wind whipped up his multi-colored curls.
What now?
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 7:50 am
 It seemed strange that not that long ago, she was relying upon her parents for protection, even if she did wander away quite often. Grounded she was... a lot of the time, under the guard of one green fuzz ball her mother called a bear, Lucky. But now that the baby fluff was gone, the young mare spread her wings to her sides and took too the skies.
She never really wanted to leave her home behind, sure she would venture off during the day, but at night she would return to the glen where she was born and sleep with her family, even if her brother sometimes wasn't there... Holding her head proudly, Wicapi Wakan let the winds caress her body as she flew over tree tops and fields, though at this late hour her stomach had started to rebel and drive her earthward again.
Folding her wings much like she had seen a hawk do, she plunged earthward, much too fast for herself to break out of. Finding her flaw too late, Wica collided with the icy ground, splashing snow and all directions and just lay there upon her side. She wasn't the best of fliers, well not yet anyways. Dizzy and disoriented she hadn't noticed the male that happened to be standing within the same clearing she had just crashed into...
"Ow, that hurt," Wica groaned to herself as she forced her wobbly legs to support her weight, her wings folded neatly at her sides. Could the day get any worse?
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 7:58 am
Being lost in his own thoughts, Yiska hadn't noticed the mare who'd plowed into the snow at first. It took a few seconds for it to register in his brain as the sight of snow and ice flying into the air caught his attention.
What on earth?
Furrowing his eyebrows, the stallion cautiously wandered towards the whole ruckus. The sight of the winged mare coming into view and the sound of her voice perking his ears forward. Had she just...fallen from the sky? How odd.
Stopping just a few feet short of where she was trying to regain her footing, he cleared his throat lightly. Ears twitching incessantly as he studied her colors. He always did that when confronted with someone new. It might of seemed rude to some, but he liked how different every always looked.
"Are...are you ok?" He called out. Head lowering just a bit as he took a few tentative steps forward. Flicking his curly tail a few times in genuine curiosity.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:15 am
Shaking the snow from her coat and feathers, Wica turned to looked at the darker male that happened to come closer to where she had fallen. While turning her head back toward him, she threw her mind for a loop and had to shake it off yet again before completely turning around to face the stallion.
She took note his dark coloring as it reminded her that her Grandfather and Aunt on her father's side of the family were dark colored. Though she didn't know about the greenish pattering... Then again, it couldn't have been odder then a brown mare with loops of gold and blue through her coat as her own. Her ears perked up a bit as his voice came to her and he stepped a little closer to her.
"Of course." She pipped looking almost too happy to have crashed instead of pain stricken. "I've fallen too many times to not be." At this she laughed thinking back to her last crash as a foal, oh that one hurt even worse.
Shuddering at the memory she blanked out for a moment forgetting where she was until she blinked. Her own ground dragging tail twitching gently behind her, she moved her head in a way to get the long bangs out her her face. She wondered how her father dealt with such things to not be hindered by them. Huffing at the small thing her mind forgot about the stallion and the small twinge in her wings from the crash that could have ended her life if she hadn't landed just right...
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:24 am
"Thats a bit unusual. I'd figure someone who soared the skies would be an expert at landing at least." His voice trailed off slightly. That might of been a bit rude, but Yiska wasn't one for not speaking what was on his mind.
In an instant he spotted a distant look in the mare's expression. Looks like she had wandered back into a world of her own. He himself did that on occasion but not usually in the company of others. "Well, at least your ok I suppose. Though it did look a little painful. I mean....crashing into the snow and ice like that."
An ear flicked again as he blew a small puff of breath upwards. Moving a few curls out of his eyes. "Anyways. My name is Yiska and what may I call you? I doubt 'Crasher' would be your given name. Unless you had odd parents that liked to name their kids odd things. Like duck or tree."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:45 am
She gave a hearty laugh at her crashing being unusual, true her father and grandfather could fly like the best of them, but she was still learning. It hadn't been that long ago that her flight feathers had started growing in where the baby fluff had once been. So she was learning, though crashing more then landing safely upon the ground.
"My father and Grandfather are the best fliers I know of in my family, well the only ones anyways, besides my Grandmother on that same side." She nodded, "I'm just a rookie at flying." Her wings fluffed out at her sides a bit.
She looked at this one oddly when the subject changed to names, She had a good name, long and sometimes tied the tongue in knots if spoke too much in a fast rhythm, but she considered her shortened version best. Her nose squinched up at the mention of being called 'Crasher' or other names that sounded quite... uncanny for a horse.
"No, my Father called me Wicapi Wakan, though he shortened it to Wica to make it easier for everyone to pronounce without getting themselves tongue tied." She nodded. "You have a good name to, Yiska."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:55 am
So she was just a novice huh? Well, that would explain the crashing at least. Though he himself did not have wings, he figured it would be a difficult task to try and learn.
"Ah, I see. Well, at least I can say its probably safe to say that when they first started out they had their little crashes as well. So eventually you'll be a great a flier as them some day." He nodded sagely. It was only probable really. With practice came experience and with experience came perfection. Or close to it anyway.
"Wicapi Wakan. Thats a lovely name really. Does it have any meaning?" Yiska had an odd curiosity for other's names as well. Especially if they had a meaning behind them. "Thank you, Wica. My mother gave me my name."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:05 am
Wica almost seemed to hang on his every word like a filly would a story that their parents would tell at bed time. She was still very foalish in every way besides how she looked. Closing a single gold eye she looked toward the skies as if in thought. She assumed that her father and grandparents would teach her to fly, soon she hoped most of all. So that she didn't crash anymore and make herself looked like a fool in front of others.
"I suppose your right, but the only practice I'm getting is crashing." She laughed pawing at the ground just a little, "My name have a meaning?" she mused though her to think about it.
She did have a meaning for her name, if only she could think of it. Her father had told her what it meant a long time ago, too long for her to remember she thought, but it was still there. Buried deep under everything else within her cluttered brain. Oh now, what was it, Star, or something Star... Wracking her brain she pacing in a small circle as she tried to remember. Holly star, Holy Star. That was it, stopping, her tail whisking behind her with glee as she figured out the meaning of her own name.
"My name mean Holy Star." She nodded quite briskly, though one would think she would hurt her neck doing so. "Don't know why they named me that, my brother has a simple name of Penny." She shrugged. "Does your name have a meaning too?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:13 am
He laughed lightly, a slightly crooked smile parting his pale lips. "Well, hey. At least your getting some practice."
Yiska watched as she paced in circles. He'd never really seen someone who actually paced as they thought. It was amusing though. Perhaps walking in circles helped her think? Thats what he chalked it all up to anyways.
"Holy star? Thats an interesting meaning. But I'm sure it suits you just fine. Otherwise your father would of named you something else." Nodding his head, he chuckled a bit sheepishly. "My name doesn't have a meaning quite such as that. But Yiska means 'The night has passed'" It wasn't anything special. But Yiska was still fond of his name all the same. It was his and his alone. And no body could take that away from him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:43 am
Practice indeed, she mused, though the sounds from her stomach sliced through the momentary as her front legs crossed as a sudden blush darkened her face. It seemed like ages that she hadn't eaten. The snow certainly did like to hide things to eat and kill off the fruits her parents are always talking about. Though this wasn't the time for her stomach to be making that noise.
"Don't do that' She muttered to herself as she hoped her stomach wouldn't do that again, but it did only making her darken in color even more. "That's a nice meaning to your name." She nodded trying to keep her mind off her hunger.
She didn't know how much longer she could take the noise from her own stomach before she would drive her own head through the snow and ice to get at whatever there was to eat beneath it. Or at the very least swallow a mouthful of snow, not that it would help much...
"But I'm sure I will be flying like the rest of my family." She nodded though thinking of her brother and mother who weren't winged like herself.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:48 am
Yiska smiled. "Thank you. And I'm sure you will be as well. Just give it time."
His ears perked forward once again as the subtle sound of her rumbling stomach reached his ears. The expression on her face and the slight blush made him chuckle.
Quirking an eyebrow, he tilted his head to the side in a curious fashion. "Are you hungry?" That was a silly question to ask, but he asked it anyway. It was pretty obvious by the noise that she was. He wondered if she to had a bit of trouble finding food during this time as he did.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 10:05 am
Ears falling back as her eyes kinda squinched up a little, before she she sighed, there wasn't much use hiding what couldn't be hidden. Straightening up, she nodded a bit. Hunger was one thing that no one could hide, even if they wanted to quite badly.
"It seems that even my stomach needs practice in not making me hungry so often." She huffed looking back at her own belly as if it were going to hide from her other then under her wings. "But as it is, there isn't much around besides bark and old grass."
Kicking at the snow a little she uncovered the old grass that lay somewhat flat upon the ground. It made her pale a bit in thinking of eating something so gross. Even in front of Yoska, she turned her nose up at the grass, trying to think of something better to eat, even if bark wasn't much better...
"Please tell me that there's something other then this to eat, it's disgusting looking..." She shied away from it, like a foal not wanting to eat her greens, even if this wasn't 'green' per say.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 10:16 am
Pursing his lips together lightly, he thought. A lot of the time he'd spent in the forest, Yiska had noticed that there were some little pockets of grass and flowers here and there. Though he wasn't too sure if they were still around. It had been near the beginning of winter he'd seen it, but now they were in the middle of the season.
"There...might be some few places in the woods that still have something green. Sometimes the cold and snow can't reach to these little areas so the plants don't die as quickly as they do out here." Light green eyes glanced over at a tree line a little ways off. He hadn't been through those trees in a while, so it made him wonder. "If you want we can go check out that area of forest over there to see if any of those little pockets are still there?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 10:54 am
Her mouth had opened to either agree or refuse, she wasn't sure as to which it would have been, but her stomach was the first to agree to go with him. Green things sounded more filling then the grass that laid beneath her hooves. So she closed her mouth and nodded.
"Sounds fun to me." She pipped finally nodding her head, making her long mane wave in the motions. "Green stuff does sound better then this stuff." she kicked at the dead grass a bit even if it didn't really move.
Wica looked over toward the tree line, it seemed like a good distance away. At that thought, Wica pulled herself away from the dead patch and over closer to Yiska, her eyes watching the trees.
"Lead the way, but I say, lets race there." She smiled at him, as her wings fluttered a bit at her sides as she itched to run, flat out run...
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:50 am
He laughed lightly as her stomach replied for her. Apparently that was a great big yes.
Giving a toss of his mane, he arched an eyebrow as she came closer. The proposition of a race was tempting. "Alright then..." And before you knew it he had taken off. The young stallion loved to race. It was something he and his siblings did often as children. He had even raced a lot with Raum even as they got older.
Hooves pounded heavily into the icy ground as Yiska propelled himself forward. Trying to keep from slipping on any visible ice patches as he went. If she was going to race, she'd better hurry up!
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