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 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 3:05 pm
Kanani turned away from the mesmerizing sight, heading down a steep incline, her hooves making almost effortless traction on the smooth rocks. Being a Cerynei, she was blessed with the grace and agility of a normal deer, and found those abilities to be helpful in good and bad situations alike. A time or two, she would slip on a surface that had been weathered too much by the elements. But she would only leap into the air, avoiding a devastating stumble, and land a few feet away on rougher ground. It was natural to her, and yet she found a heart-quickening delight at the dance-like movements, as if she were a foal all over again.
Forgetting about the oncoming rain, she smiled and made her way down the cliff, toward the forest edge that awaited below.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 10:56 pm
 Idris had a problem.
It wasn't a huge problem, as far as these things went. No one had cast any curses on him. He still had all his legs, all his artifacts were intact, and none of the local herds were after his head. All in all, Idris was doing quite well.
If only there wasn't a steep cliff in between him and the treasure-cave he was seeking. Blast! With his luck, he'd be stuck out here once the raindrops began to fall, and his head-dress would be soaked into ruin. Desert fashion hadn't been designed with the Kawani lands in mind.
The stallion stood at the forest's edge, pondering the immovable rocks, when he was presented with a most curious and fascinating sight. A Soquili was daring to prance down the cliff-face! Not one that, but she had a subtly differentiated muscular structure, and her tail resembled that of a non-sentient deer. How fascinating! It was nearly enough to make him forget his frustrations entirely.
"E- excuse me, Miss!" He blurted out without thinking. "Hullo! Hello, there! Hi! You're very interesting! Do stop and chat!"
Smooth, Idris. Smooth.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:36 pm
Kanani was startled at the sudden sound of a male voice, and she halted on the face of the cliff in order to seek it's source. Soon enough, her bright eyes came to rest on a rather strange looking Soquili, gazing up at her from the base of the rock. She had seen plenty of Soquili since she had come to the new lands, of course, but none such as this one. He wore exotic-looking jewelry, had the reddest mane and tail she had ever seen, and the strangest head piece, with a fascinating purple orb atop it. It was a spectacular setup, she had to admit, but she couldn't possibly imagine why a Soquili would be traversing through the Kawani, especially on a day like this, with items such as those.
"And why would you want to talk with me, sir? I've always been reluctant to trust those who are so sudden with their wants," she replied in a light, matter-of-fact tone. Though, she had to admit, the stallion did look as if he were upset about something. She had never been one to pass up an opportunity of aid, or even more--adventure. So even though she remained on her spot, she did not make any intentions of moving away.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:35 pm
"Oh."
Idris ducked his head, abashed. Of course this mare didn't trust him. The snakes on his head always raised a few eyebrows, and he was absolutely no good at talking to anyone without Asar around to smooth things out.
"W- well, technically, it's not sudden. I mean, it's sudden to you, because I just spoke up, but it's not sudden to me since I've been traveling to this area for a good three weeks, which means I've had quite a lot of time to think things over." Whenever Idris was nervous he talked. He talked a lot. It was as though the stallion thought that with enough words and explanations, he could make a protective shell between himself and the rest of the world.
"I wasn't meaning to be rude! I don't know. Was I? In some cultures I'd be rude if I didn't greet a stranger I passed by. It might be seen as skulking. But I'm not personally familiar with your culture, or at least I don't know what your culture is, so I can't really say what sort of manners I'm supposed to be following!" He looked up at the mare through his bangs. "I- er. It's a gamble. I tried my best."
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