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 Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 8:12 am
 Leir traveled down the path from the incense shop into the nearby forest, eagerly taking in all the new sights as sounds as well as trying to get used to "weeking" (( walking )) or whatever those creatures called it. Everything looked so new and shiny, why hadn't he hatched sooner?
After walking for a couple of minutes, he came upon a small meadow within the wood. With a tree stump in the middle and no trees for a couple of feet in any direction, Leir thought it would be the perfect place to test out his wings. He hurriedly skittered up the stump and prepared to take flight.
A shake of his left wings, then his right (( He has two sets of wings btw )) he ran as fast as he could off the stump and achieved liftoff. For a few seconds, everything was perfect. Flying had such a serene and calming feel to it, Leir couldn't help but love it.
But wait.. why was the ground coming closer? Amidst his joyful hovering, Leir had forgotten to flap his wings. And well.. you can't really fly without flapping your wings. Leir crashed to the ground, rolling around on the ground to try and ease his fall, but it still hurt.
As the world began to come back into focus, Leir sat on the ground dazed. Why was everything so funny looking?
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 7:51 pm
 It was one of the last warm days left in the year, making it the perfect day to lounge alongside one of the many tree-trunks that made up the forest.
Atreyu was sprawled out, completely out of it. He was laying on his back, snoring softly, each breath prompting a corresponding rise and fall of the many strands of gold hair that lay across his muzzle.
At the crashing through the underbrush that accompanied Leir's first flight, however, Atreyu jerked awake, hair flying in every direction, even tangling in his paws as he attempted scrambling to his feet. Almost falling right back down, Atreyu sighed in irritation, swiftly extricating his forepaws from the mess, and looking around to see what had made the noise. When nothing was immediately apparent, he cautiously made his way towards the general direction that he -thought- he'd heard it coming from.
Every muscle in his young body was tense, thrumming with nervous energy. Was it dangerous? Peering through a small (but dense) shrub, Atreyu caught his first glimpse of the other, far smaller, kyun. Blinking, he stared at it a moment longer. Why wasn't it moving...? And was it...swaying, ever-so-slightly? Maybe it was in trouble!
Pushing his way through the plant, he ignored the sharp tugs that accompanied the rash action, leaving behind a half dozen or so of the long, silky hairs that gave him so much trouble. Determined to make his noble entrance, he approached at a brisk trot, only to stumble, and barely catch himself. How embarrassing. Clearing his throat, he hoped that the fawn hadn't noticed--how was he supposed to save the day, or be depended upon, if he couldn't even get from point A to point B without practically falling on his face?!
"Are..you okay?" His tone was slightly hesitant, as if he was unsure as to the reception he was going to receive.
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