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 Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 6:55 pm
 Spring had sprung, and like Parvati had told him life was beginning to flow back into the earth. Everything from the animals to the trees seemed to be waking up from a deep slumber. He guessed every mortal thing did need to rest once in a while. Head raised to the sky Richmon took a deep breath, taking in as much of the spring air as he could. It smelled nice, refreshing. He kept his eyes closed, his wings slightly flared as if he was fixing to take flight, sunning himself in a manner. It was refreshing to be warm for once.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 7:08 pm
 Ganesha had woken up early, and was planning to see if he could find his flutter friend Aerlinniel again. She was pretty, and fun to play with, so he sincerely hoped he could find her. As he trotted out the the grace that increased each day, he spied yet another new kind of Soquili. This one was a stallion who had cloven hooves like him, and a horn on his forehead like him, that was short, smooth, curved, and golden, unlike his straight, spiraling silver horn, but that was where the similarities ended.
This stallion had enormous white bird wings and glowing eyes which made him feel a little anxious...an impression which was not helped by his smoky and bloody markings, or his great black cape. Ganesha shivered as he came to a stop before the impressive stallion...and Ganesha was not the sort to exactly find any stallion impressive, considering Ganesha's views on the one his matar called his patar and the fact that his two elder brothers lived with the stallion called his brothers called Patar (or Dad) and he stubbornly called Poultry. His sunlight eyes rose to gaze into the burning eyes of the great winged unicorn before him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 10:56 am
The soft fall of tiny hooves alerted Richmon to the presence of another, yet he did not open his eyes or change his position. He would need to move later, many places yet to go not to mention the need for food and water, but until then he wanted to take in the warmth. "Hello..." Richmon said to the newcomer not realizing it was a child yet. It was a custom he had come to accept, the greeting of others one passed, yet he had yet to figure out the purpose of it. He said and did little more, he saw no need for it. To remark or say more he would need to open his eyes and see whom it was he was speaking to - and it was something he was not going to do just yet.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 6:59 pm
"Hello," Ganesha responded in his yet-young voice, albeit a bit on the deep side for any colt's voice. He came to a halt, since his mother had taught him to be polite and stand still when exchanging greetings, and Ganesha was going to follow his mother's wishes for her sake...even if he didn't like stallions, especially imposing ones or ones called father. On the other hand, his mother had said nothing about making the greetings brief, so he'd try to make this brief so he could find Aer.
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