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 Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 9:20 pm
The winter frost had quickly come. And the blue haired flutter had to sit and watch as her field of flowers was soon blanketed in pristine white. But the sparkling snow did her heart no good. All her flowers had withered away and died.
Olivia had taken to keeping to her larger form, though still quite petite from most regular mares. If she stayed small it would be hard to fly with the cold air and surely she would get lost in the snow.
A slight forlorn look had replaced her chipper smile as she roamed through the field. Nosing lightly at the blanket of snow as if trying to get it to move along so that her flowers would come back quicker. But she knew that would be no good in the end. Winter had a tight grasp on the world at the moment so she would have to sit through it on her own and just deal. Though that still did nothing for her.
Lifting her head, she gazed out upon the land before her. Chocolate colored eyes peering into every area that she could spy from where she stood. Her long, two toned blue tail flicking absent mindedly back and forth as visible breath plumed and rose skyward from her mouth.
Winter, to her, was a miserable season. And sometimes she wondered if there were lands where snow never fell. But she was too attached to this area to even think about leaving in search of such a place.
A cold breeze rushed along her back. Causing her small frame to shiver violently. Her delicate wings felt stiff from not being used in a while. Perhaps it was about time to get out of the cold.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 12:59 pm
As his hooves crunched through the snow, Kato fluffed his wings against his body, attempting to retain that much extra body heat. Despite the cold, however, Kato was enjoying himself. The sunlight glittering upon the pristine blanket of snow was beautiful, and the alicorn had spent much of the winter seeking different vistas from which to admire it.
As he entered a clearing he spotted a set of tracks marring the snow, tracks that were most certainly not his own. Eyes following them, his gaze lit upon a rather forlorn-looking flutter, and his heart squeezed slightly in sympathy. Their kind often lived for the flowers, and thus the winter season was particularly harsh for them.
"Do not frown, m'lady," he said gently as he came closer. "Spring will be here soon, and this snow will melt to nourish a new generation of green things."
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 6:04 am
The sudden voice of the stallion caught the mare off guard. She had been so focused on the barren, snow covered field that his approach had gone unnoticed till now. Not even the crunching of snow beneath his hooves had made her aware that he had even gotten so close.
A small smile came to her lips at his words as she turned her chocolate colored eyes to him. Her nearly irridescent wings opened and closed a few times. Like a butterfly as it rested. Though it was a habit of her's to do so, for the moment she did it just to keep her wings from becoming too cold. They were sensitive to the changing temperatures sometimes.
Olivia studied him for a brief moment, taking in the blues and whites of his coat and mane. The blue reminding her of her father for a second. How long had it been since she'd seen him? Perhaps too long. The flutter let out a little sigh. A puff of visible breath curling up to the sky from her lips. "I know. It just seems to be taking forever for the snow to go away. Sometimes I think it never will and that I won't ever see my lovely flowers ever again." The thought of that could almost make her heart break. She loved her flowers so. They kept her sheltered at night and were her comfort during the day. But they were gone. And it felt like her best friend had been swept away from her.
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 12:45 pm
"I understand," Kato replied softly, silver eyes kind and warm. "It's hard to be patient sometimes, for as beautiful as the snow might be, it is a barren-seeming sort of beauty. Pure and pristine perhaps, but also harsh and unfeeling. The other seasons bring a gentler sort of beauty, even autumn in its nostalgia." His wings rustled as he attempted to fluff them a little more, though he felt like he looked rather silly doing so--they rather resembled white puffballs against his body by this point. Well, such was life.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 8:31 am
Her own wings fluttered in an almost meek response to his own wing ruffling. What did feathered wings feel like? Surely softer and much warmer than her own flutter wings. Probably helped keep you warm as well during these chilling times.
"The snow is pretty yes.." She cast a mournful look towards it as it gathered around her hooves where she stood, flicking her long blue tail idly. Biting her lip lightly as she turned her gaze back to him. "What brings you out on such a day as today? Its been a long time since anyone has passed through here and many don't linger too long out in the cold."
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