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 Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 4:08 pm
The thunder of her hooves over the open meadow was like a roll of distant thunder, her long and wild hair streaming out behind her like a swatch of midnight and stormy sky. She tossed her hear and neighed just to hear the sound of it as she finally let her self drop from a full gallop to a trot and at last to a walk to enjoy the calm of the late day.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 4:54 pm
Teagan had absolutely no idea where he was, and that was alright. Whatever situation had come to him up until this, he had always found a way to make it nice to him. He had no one waiting on him, he had no one to look after or to look after him and that was just fine too.
The unicorn came upon a mare in a field just in time to see her slowing out of her gallop. It gave him cause for pause, firstly because he wasn't sure if he was interrupting something or in her field and secondly because mares were something of a mystery still to him. He had come across a few, friendly enough, but they still intimidated him. Eventually, he wickered a soft note in her direction, letting her know that he was there, passing through. Hopefully she was alright with that.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 5:19 am
She turned curious, blinking her strange gold eyes curiously at the unfamiliar stallion, he looked nothing like her Brother, or even her father. Though from her Father's side, Horns were a familiar sight.
She bobbed her head in greeting and moved casually towards him in greeting.
"Good day!... I hope I haven't trespassed." She said, a preemptive apology's in case she had trampled on some intended mouthful of sweet grass in her exuberance.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 4:39 pm
The male relaxed ever so slightly seeing her more friendly posture. While her steps towards him made his poor heart flutter in his throat, he remained in his place.
"You no more than I
If there be ownership here
It is to the eve"
He offered modestly, staying in his place as she approached. "I am not but a wanderer, the restless, the possessed. You need not pay me heed, feel not distressed."
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 1:16 pm
"You speak very handsomly stranger." She bobbed her head again politely
"More glib a tongue than I myself posess. I am glad I have not intruded, and yet happy still for the company. My Father oft said travel is made for the the company, as much as it is made for the wandreing."
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 3:21 pm
"Nonsense," He replied, his ears drooping a little modestly to her compliment before he slipped into a more tame dialect, "Your speech is to my ears like honey to the tongue, sweet, intriguing. There is a poem in your heart, I can tell, and a music in your soul." No no, he could not stand to hear anyone insinuate a negativity when comparing themselves to him.
"Your sire seems a wise consort. Unfortunately, company is hard to glean even if one were to comb the earth entire. Are you traveling?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 8:21 am
Her ears grew warm at the compliment and she turned her head away slightly.
"I am, I travel where my feet take me and the wind and rain guide me...And you sir? You seem of wandering foot yourself, quite kind of word and soft of voice."
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 6:16 pm
He hoped he had not offended her somehow when her head turned away. A hesitant smile creased his lips, even though for a moment he felt as if he would plunge into despair. But then she spoke, and it seemed as if she were fine after all. A modest girl, perhaps? That seemed to warm him some, for it was rather sweet and appropriate in his opinion.
"I as well am carried on a whim. I wish to see the world and much, much more. I am searching always for that which my heart yearns, what will make my word worthy to be versed. How grateful I am, though, that your wind has put you in my path. I am so parched for company-- might I stay by your side for the evening? Or at least hear the melody of thy name?"
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