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 Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 8:36 pm
 It was very early in the swamp, the sun barely shining through the canopy of branches above. The air was crisp and fresh with a hint of a chill. A lone creature seemed to be wandering the swamps, blue eyes piercing the area. It was... a doe? It had a very fluffy tail and round ears, unlike most of the kimeti in the area, perhaps the only with such traits. She was lonely, how she longed for a family to protect. However, she could deal with it. A wish was a wish, at the moment in time, she ached for entertainment in the quiet swamp.
She found herself grumpy as her mane was tangled around her horns instead of neatly behind her horns. Soon she was fidgeting as a drop of water fell from above onto her nose. Her senses tingled, as her front legs lowered slightly, her tail swaying slowly behind her. And then another fell beside her. She pounced at the drop, piercing eyes looking around until finally at the canopy above. What was that?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 8:47 pm
 Streaked-Sky wandered through the swamp, flitting about from branch to branch, trying to keep the rain off of her feathers. She was rather new to this flying business, and was rather concerned about how she looked. She was probably the prettiest bird in the swamp right now, but since she was now a mare she should probably try to be dignified. After all, there's no worrying about a fact!
Stopping to rest on a tree branch, Streaked-Sky purveyed the world around her. It was different, as a bird. Suddenly, a flash of orange flashed through the swamp below her. Flitting to a lower branch, she noticed an orange doe pouncing about after the raindrops. It was rather strange, and she let out a trill of bird laughter, which just sounded like a regular song.
Maybe she ought to try and bless this kimeti. She was rather beautiful after all, and Motherfather had informed her it was in her power. Streaked-Sky was rather unsure of how to go about actually blessing a kimeti, but it couldn't be too hard!
Trying to put on a solemn demeanor, she flew down and circled the kimeti, coming to rest on her head.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 9:04 pm
Raging-Radiance had just pounce on another drop when... something huge hit her head! She let out a large sound, almost similar to something like a lynx. Invader! Invader! Something had, not only invaded her home and area... but her head! It was bad enough her mane was all messed up in her horns but now she had something... nesting there! She could feel a tingle of rage stirring inside her. She had NOT given whatever was on her head permission to sit there. She could only guess, either a mongoose that had jumped at a droplet like her or a foolish songbird looking to be dinner. It wasn't really in her taste to eat meat, but she could chew on it a little to treat it some manners!
"You there!" She shouted in a very dignified manner, as if she was the leader of a long, forgotten tribe. "Dismount my head immediately!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 9:09 pm
Was this kimeti simple? She was a swamp spirit here to give the swamp's very blessing! However, she felt it was best to, er, dismount, and as such, circled the kimeti's head and alighted to a lower branch. She twisted her head at the doe's impunity, and let out a chirp of indignation.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 9:23 pm
She may have been simple, but there wasn't much room for complexity in her a world of your own. Sleep, eat, pounce, wander, roll around, sleep. Then some days were like this when she would defend her territory!
The doe was right though, it was a foolish songbird! Of course, never being around other kimeti, she would not have known anything about factual mares. Maybe the one or two legends in the whispers of the wind. This songbird was very colourful, probably one of the most colourful she's seen. If it weren't for the fact Raging-Radiance couldn't climb a tree, she might have chased the intruder, instead she stared, her legs twitching delicately.
"You dare," she said, simply, referring to it's idea of perching on her head. It wasn't like a songbird could talk.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 10:30 pm
Hmph! Maybe she wouldn't go around just blessing other kimeti hither and thither if that's all the thanks she would get? Of course I dare!, she tried to say, but it only came out in chirps and whistles. She had forgotten that she had a beak and couldn't make kimeti noises!
Streaked-Sky rustled her wings and tried to look as stern as possible. Maybe the doe would get the hint. Or maybe she'd have to show her spectral self to give the thick-headed doe some sort of hint.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:28 pm
A few minutes had past and all that had happened was the songbird moving, just slightly. It seemed to be mimicking her own superior demeanor. Normally, a songbird would have flown away after being startled so, so instead, Raging-Radiance tilted her head as if to ask her.
"More complex than a normal songbird I do believe, what motive do you have, colourful songstress of the swamp?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:31 pm
What motive? Obviously her motive was to bless her! Why else would such a beautiful bird show up on your head? It's not like this was complicated or anything. Streaked-Sky began to chirp in aggravation. Maybe she should just bless her and be on her way! But what should she bless her with? Smarts? Common sense? An aura for bucks to maybe be attracted to such a thick doe?
Streaked-Sky ruffled her feathers. She wished she had gotten some complex instructions rather than the "Be on thy way" she seemed to get. Cranky old cranes and all.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:38 pm
At this moment, Raging-Radiance really wished the songbird could speak. They couldn't right? It wasn't often she found herself having an one-sided conversation with a songbird, or a conversation at all. The songbird however looked as agitated as Raging-Radiance should be feeling, but she couldn't bring herself to be.
"Wonderful company, you are songstress, but I do wish there were more to protect here than this vast land I hold under my body as territory. Perhaps something with the gift of speech instead of song." Her bright eyes stared at at the smaller creature. "Do you have family?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:44 pm
 So the doe wanted the gift of speech? Streaked Sky split herself, keeping her corporeal self as a bird, but her mind as her kimeti self. It was something that took getting used to, but for a doe like herself it wasn't too hard. It just meant that there was twice the beauty in the swamp.
She replied to the doe, who would no doubt be awed by her beauty, "Naturally, I have family. What kind of a doe doesn't have family?"
She doubted the doe would understand what just happened, but since more able minded kimeti had been taken aback, it would be understandable.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:53 pm
The doe didn't know what to say. It was like the old writings on the trees had appeared before her. It was like nothing she seen, of course, it wasn't saying much. It took a moment for the doe to gather wits to speak. And then anger. She had been having her play the fool talking to a bird for how long? And then the rage left.
She would have questioned further about why the songstress was now the speech-tress, but simple as she goes, the topic changed with the question. "I do not have a family," she creature murmured.
She swayed her tail, "Only I," twitched her round ears, "only I." She had seen creatures with stripes before and maybe some extra fur. Her hair was also unique, and a complete mess from sleeping and having a bird perch on it. "
Her anger was gone as, and her voice plenty with an unknown emotion of sorrow. "This land may be vast, but plentiful in life, is not. My blood stains none but I."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:59 pm
This doe may be simple, but she could sure spin her words! Maybe she'd be taken seriously if she talked like Motherfather.
"Surely you got the talk, right? Every kimeti has a mother and a father. So I'm sure you have a family somewhere!"
Then again, her own father wasn't aware of his parentage. There were only a few kimeti spangled like he, and they weren't related.
"You know, you could always start your own family. Just find a nice buck!" He would have to be equally thick or completely smitten, though.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 12:16 am
The talk? It was rare she had anyone here to talk to!
"Talk? Such as now?"
"If so, perhaps the marshland hunter swallowed them whole." She suggested, wonder and sorrow filling her speech, referring to the crocodiles that lurked in the waterland.
"Rare do bucks wander so far, and even rarer do they stay. One in twelve moons did arrive one night not too far along, but alas, you see, he's no longer here." Her crisp blue did seek solutions that could not be formed with words.
"So you see the unlikely hood of my wish."
So much did the doe not understand from years of seclusion.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:18 pm
Well that was entirely unhelpful, thought Streaked Sky. Didn't this doe know you had to chase after bucks? And the water works about her family? Find a new one! Silly doe.
"Well, I could maybe help, a little. I don't know if you noticed," she pause for emphasis, as well as for thoughts of pride, "But I'm not exactly of the kimeti anymore. I could maybe bless you for luck, which was my original intention before you so very rudely told me to get off of your head.
For her first shot, this wasn't going very smoothly. Next time, she'd just swoop down, and wham, bam, thank you ma'am it'd be over.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:48 pm
The doe didn't know how to be helpful, her thoughts were simple. Her words may sound fancy or twisted to someone who comes from another part of the swamp, but she didn't understand the exact placement of words all the time.
"Introduce yourself perhaps you should do, before perching your butt on the head of another." She suggested.
She wondered though. She wasn't a kimeti? Rading-Radiance didn't look like a normal kimeti but she still was.
"What be you then?" She asked curiously. "Luck...? Could help me acquire a... large family to protect?"
The vibrant coloured creature pondered, feet twisting around anxiously. "Let you sit on my head and be thankful politely I would."
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