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 Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 5:06 am
 ((Best I could do at 5AM.)) The sun was slowly rising, peeking between the dull grey clouds. It was still mid-winter, the sunlight barely warming the land. The young grey mare had already been up for nearly an hour, searching for food in the still frozen land. After eating her fill, of some grass and leaves she found untouched by winter under some bushes. She set off down the path, looking for a good place to run so she could take-off, since it was easier that way. But she also looked for someone to talk to, since in her journeys, she hadn't seen anyone in several days, and she wanted to talk to someone, something to change the dull grey landscape of winter.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 11:09 pm
There it was though, looking for something against the plains. The smell of smoke to keep some warm seemed closer this time to him, so he went in closer. Closer he would drop in large spirals to be sure. A speck of something moved. Though he would fly just far enough for a safe landing at the least, he thought, with a grin.
Up above the breeze, was one whom swooped from a higher degree of altitude, if not the nippy wind that would still rush past his wings. Maybe acres and acres away the stallion ended the dive to a low-wind ride. The look of dark wings had contrasted the steed’s pale complexion with flaring hair from the speed.
The wings had made at least five cluttering smacks against the forceful pace, before landing in front of the grey mare. His wings rested instantly upon his back too tired to continue flight to begin with, but he cocked his head to the side, as if asking of the other’s name. Assuring icy blue eyes looked to her that he wasn’t a threat, though his stance seemed rather personal, the approach of one standing proudly with both fronts forward.
“You… You’ve traveled much here, Lady…?” The statement was two questions, but not so obviously gestured.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 4:26 am
Calantha didn't see him until he was almost on the ground, too busy looking towards the trees, to look up at the dull grey sky. She didn't think there was much to see up there, just endless grey, so she hadn't looked. But if she was in anyway surprised at his sudden apperance, she didn't show it, she was just happy to have company and happier still that it was not a Kalona or Skinwalker.
She was rather unsure how to answer his question. "I have been here before, I prefer the ocean, but even there it is cold and grey." She said simply, hoping it would answer his question. "I am Calantha." She said, answering his unasked question. "What is your name?" She asked, watching him carefully.
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