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 Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 7:39 am
Her dainty orange hooves landed carefully on the ground, a smileing face looking out at the world with dark chocolate eyes. Tightly curled brown hair bounced around her face, and the faint scent of oranges floated around her, a sweet mix of the blossoms and of the tangy juice of the fruit. Overall her coat was nothing stunning, a rich earthy brown with cream legs, her hind legs faintly traced with green almost as if they were grass stained. But on her flank was traced a lovely tattoo, up her side and nearly to her spine a lovely mural of a vien rich with leaves, the flower for wich she was named, and the bright round fruit wich they gave way to.
She has not explored this region before, but she made her way thorugh unafriad, her eyes shineing with a bright curiosity as she took in all the sights, exsited as to what she would see next.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 12:44 pm
The stallion had moved his way to the southern lands, away from the frigid bite of cold and snow that he had long known. Though the mountains where his family were from offered spectacular views and enchantment, the sunshine male often preferred the touch of warmth against his flank than cold. Althalus paused in his walk to admire the landscape surrounding him; though the breezes held a chill, the ground was much softer and greener than those further north. And though frost often appeared in the middle of the night, at least he needn't be concerned with blizzards, ice and snow.
His thoughts turned back to his family, a wonderment of where they might be and how they were faring. What of his sister, or his winged brother Ambroise? What of his mother and father? Were they faring well or had they, perhaps, gone back to their guardianship amongst their mountain? When had the last time he'd seen them or paid them a visit?
Too long.
In fact, the young stallion was sure that it would be many a days walk to make it back to the familiar hill and landscape - he'd traveled far, and had yet to decide to go back. Althalus gave a small shy and shake of his, before continuing upon his way. He could worry about his family later - after his adventuring was done. He had always held a wandering spirit, so it was no surprise he strayed. Someday, he knew, he'd be called back to settle for good. . . . or at least for a lengthy visit. There were friends to return to, loved ones to be near like Aiolos and Caely. Though he had made many more acquaintances, even Althalus couldn't help but be more partial to some than others.
Silver eyes swept out before him and, not far off, he saw an unfamiliar figure. She was kissed with brown and cream, as well as a few unusual markings he'd ne'er seen before. Introverted thoughts forgotten, the stallion hastened his walk in to a trot so as to bridge the distance between them. Tail swishing, he blew back a few of his bangs and nickered softly so as not to surprise her of his presence. "Salutations, m'lady," he greeted, more than pleased that - yet again - he had stumbled across one of the female persuasion.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 10:07 pm
She had not noticed him in the distance, her head lowered to the ground to examine a plant with tiny buds, the little orbs just waiting for the first hint of true warmth to burst into life. She had never seem the plant before and her tail swished slowly as she tried to identify it, to no avail. Suddenly the relative silence of the landscape was broken by a voice.
Haveing though she was alone she did the most natural thing that anyone in her situation would do.
She Squeaked.
A Squeak, combined with a little jump was her first response. Her surprise made her take a step back, wich in turm cause her delicate orange hoof to skuff a rock and then ler her fall ungracefully to sit on her behind, her large puffy hat falling over her face so she couldent even see who had spoken to her.
"ooow" she said quietly under her breath as the stallion made his way up to her.She had met so few people that hearing a voice was certainly a surprise, and well... she couldent be rude. She tilted her head to the side in hopes to tumble the hat from her head, but the puff seemed to be stubbornly in place. "Oh... hello... " she said, an embarrassment shining through her voice even though her eyes were hidden.
SAHe was genuinely happy to be meeting someone else.... she just wished that for ocne she could manage a gracefull or suave' greeting. But alase, it did not seem to be her forte'.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 11:13 pm
Silver eyes widened slightly as the brown mare started at his greeting. First a squeak, which was absolutely adorable, but then soon followed a stumble! The mare had lurched backwards and somehow managed to loose her footing and flop haphazardly upon her rump! Althalus instantly jerked forward, brows furrowing in concern for the lovely brown and orange kissed mare; good grief, he hadn't meant to cause a catastrophe upon his approach!
A puff hat had sat upon the mares head; it was unusual to see such a thing - at least to Althalus - but to see it tipped forward in such an awkward manner the sunset male couldn't help but inwardly smile. For now though, his first concern was the mare and to make sure she was well! "I beg pardon, I hadn't meant to startle you, m'lady!" He quickly assured, reaching down to offer a slight touch against her with his nose. It was reassuring, to let her know in her blindness he was there. He wasn't shy, and it didn't occur to him that perhaps some might not take his lack of understanding of 'personal space' as creepy or odd. "Here - let me help you up. But uh - first, let me assist in resettling your cap." Delicately, he reached forward and attempted to use his nose to push the fabric back up in hopes of resettling it and allowing the mare to see.
Silver eyes twinkled in mirth, though he wasn't laughing at her - merely the predicament she found herself in! Lowering his head, he offered her his neck to allow her assistance to stand; it couldn't be easy rising with her back legs positioned in such a way. "You haven't injured yourself, have you?" His words were sincere in their concern, though he figured the mare might be able to properly assess any damage taken once she rose.
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