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 Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 6:55 pm
 Xanthus had been flying high up among the clouds over the lake on his way home. A sudden hard gust of wind blew him to the side and careening out of control. He fought hard to right himself, but was having difficulty because the wind hadn't relented.
"Arghh!" he grunted, frustrated at his predicament, but still struggling to regain control. He was losing altitude, and fast.
Just a few seconds and he would probably fall into the waters below. Suddenly, he slammed into something hard, sending what air he had in his lungs out in a whoosh. He caught glimpses of something black and red. He thought he heard someone say something, and felt a sharp pain in his fore wing. The next thing he knew, the water was coming fast. He gave up on staying aflight, and focused on surviving this fall. He took a deep breath just as he hit the water.
Everything had happened so fast!
His entire body was submerged. He quickly started swimming to the surface, feeling more pain in his wing as he struggled to the top. He kicked hard with all four legs, and pushed with his wings despite the pain. He broke the surface and took huge gulps of precious air, still kicking and swimming to stay afloat.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 7:22 pm
 Zosime was happily flying along under the clouds, minding her own business. She was grateful for the cloud cover as it shielded her from the direct rays of the sun. Being mostly black did have some disadvantages. Below her, she saw, was an absolutely beautiful lake. It looked so quite and peaceful. Briefly she considered landing for a small break. She wasn't sure that she was past the herd's territory; if they found her stopping on their lands... no she'd not stop and just go a little further.
Hearing an exclamation above her Zo looks up, only in time to see something large, whitish, and crashing into her. She yelps as the object, plainly outta control, sends her into her own dizzying tail spin. Knocked out of control a long canine tooth seems to graze something before she's sent spinning away. "Darn Over Grown Freak!" She curses and struggles her wings to righten herself. If only... A sudden gust of wind destroys her almost completed recovery. Her wings beat frantically, but gain no lift.
A bright blue object surrounded by green tells her that she's going to land here whether she likes it or not. At the last moment her wings tuck in out of instinct. It wouldn't do to hurt them. With a loud splash and fountain of water Zo meets the water. When she opens her eyes she under the water and floating on her side. Nearby at the surface she can see something large, with four legs floundering in the water. Prob'ly what hit me.
Moving to gain upright positioning she feels a twinge in her front right leg. The need for air compels her to engage her wings in sweeping strokes. Straining she thrusts her nose above the surface and gulps air. Zo fans her wings out to help herself float as she paddles with three legs. She quickly searches out the nearest shore and starts for it. As she moves by the other she casts a nasty look over her shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 7:44 pm
His heart was racing, and his mind trying to divulge what he needed to do next. "Gotta get to shore!" he thought, as he realized his positioning.
He saw another Soquili swimming past him, a red and black scaled Kalona-looking Soquili. "Oh great," he thought, "just what I need. A pissed-off kalona."
He swam towards the shore, trying to stay far enough away from the other Soquili. By the time his hooves touched sand, his wings and legs were sore from the strenuous swimming, and whatever had happened to his wing. He trudged up onto the shore, and shook himself to rid his coat, wings and hair of some of the water. He had a few strands of kelp in his hair as well, and picked those he could reach out with his teeth.
After checking over himself, he realized he had a cut along the meaty part of his left wing. It wasn't very deep, but was a couple inches long. He reached around to lick it and clean it, wincing a little at the touch. He would be sore, and probably have a scar, but nothing too serious.
He looked around to see if the other Soquili was still around, or if it had taken off again. He wanted to apologize and see if he had caused any damage to them as well.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 7:19 pm
Her leg reminds her in painful twinges as occasionally Zosime forgets and starts to use it. Luckily it seemed the shore wasn't too far as her feet touch bottom soon enough. She stands and pants to catch her breath before surging ashore. Once on dry land she shakes herself out as best she can.
Curse it! Her beautiful crest feathers were plastered with water against her poll and neck. They'd be darn uncomfortable until they dried too. She stands on three legs to keep her weight off her strained right leg. Well taking off is going to be bloody hard now. At least flying wont make it hurt. She growls softly under her breath at the irritation. Couldn't they have watched where they were going?!
On the way to a good sulking mood, Zo hears the sounds of splashing and turns to watch the other thrashing out of the lake with her red eyes. He, yes definitely a he, stopped to pull lake grass out of his hair and lick a wound. Well of all the nerve!
She hobbles over towards him, ears laid back. "Just what do you think you were doing?! Hasn't anyone taught you how to fly properly?" She sounds angry as her wings try to rustle but only drip water.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:17 pm
Xanth heard the winged Soquili coming towards him, and then it's voice, angry. "Uh oh." he thought.
He turned towards the voice, realizing it was a mare now that he could see her close up. "I'm terribly sorry ma'am," he said, bowing his head a bit to the female. "It was not my intention to collide with you in the air."
Xanth felt a bit of anger surge through him at her remark about his flying. "And excuse me, but I cannot control the wind. Things like that are unpredictable. A strong gust blew me off course and out of control, which is why we collided in the first place." He huffed. "Also, I could say the same thing to you. It's not as if you were dodging me either!" He had raised his voice a small amount in his anger. Immediately, he felt a pang of regret. He was usually such a gentleman.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 11:22 am
Zosime pulls her head back and humphs. She seemed slightly molified by his apology. "Well since I doubt you really meant to hit me. At least not like that." A fast shake of her head sends water droplets flying off her head feathers.
"Wind is not unpredictable. In fact it is very predictable and if you were any sort of flyer you'd be able to tell that by the feel of it on your body and wings." She eyes him up and down. "And you DO have enough wings."
Her red eyes flash. "So! I am suppose to make up for your mistake and negligence?! How am I to avoid you when you come out of the middle of no where?!" She sounds outraged. "You shouldn't have been flying so high in the clouds! Any warning you could have given me and I would have gladly let you crash into that lake by yourself!" Even though wet her feathers were trying to separate and stand up in her irritation. The look was probably pretty comical.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 2:20 pm
He was getting pretty annoyed at this female's arrogance and tone of voice. "If I'd meant to hit you, it would have hurt a lot worse, and you probably would still be in the water." he said, a small growl entering his voice now. "Come on Xanth, stop this." He told himself. "Are you really picking a fight with a mare? Especially one with sharp teeth..." He shook his head, trying to rid himself of his conscience.
"Thank you very much, wind is very unpredictable. You might know this if YOU were any sort of flyer. Gusts come up all the time and when the wind changes direction suddenly, how is anyone to know when that would happen?" He ignored her comment about his wings, because yes, he did inherit a big mass of them, even if at the current moment they were soaked, and feathers plastered together. "I won't be using those wings for a little while now," he thought bitterly.
He paused a second. She had a point. Neither of them could have prevented the accident, and so, they should both just calm down and move on.
He gave a huge sigh, and another shake of his body. He could try to amend the situation, or just walk away and let her fume. "What would mother do in this situation?" he asked himself. Sighing again, he looked at the angry mare.
"Let's just take a moment and relax. Clearly, this was just a huge accident. Perhaps we can just both walk away and forget it happened. I do not wish to fight with you, for two reasons. One you are a female, and I was taught to refrain from fighting with females if at all possible. Two, this is just silly and doesn't merit either of us gaining any more injuries over it."
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:24 pm
"As if you could hit anything if you tried!" Zo shot back. There was no way she'd back down from him. Her feathers slick back tight against her neck, signaling her intent to attack soon. She'd show him what it really meant to be hit by something on purpose.
"Clearly you don't know how to read the winds. Go back to your mommy boy! The skies aren't for the likes of you." She curled her lip back and sneered. Well if he wanted to get down right to insults, she could go there.
"Are you trying to tell me what to do?" The fury filled the mare's eyes. No two-bit stallion was going to tell her what to do! "I don't see your ideals. I could take you on easily and you just don't want to admit it.
(Omg, I'm sorry that took so long! Every time I looked at your post to reply, I just drew a blank. XD)
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:50 am
"You may be right but I will not fight with you." he bowed his head towards her, showing his submission. "I am a far better stallion than that, and I do apologize for my loss of control in the air, and of my anger here on the ground." His voice calm and collected. It was amazing how he could be so angry one second and the next he had gained control of his emotions. It was something he was working on. He hoped to keep his emotions in check so that he didn't lose control, but it would be a while before he was able to do that.
Xanthus stood up tall, and tried stretching out his wings a bit to air out the feathers but felt a pain in his wing again. He didn't stop, just winced through the pain. It wasn't quite as bad as he'd thought. He still wouldn't be able to fly for a day or so.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:48 am
This sudden change in his demeanor surprised her. What got to her more was the fact he apologized. Zosime blinked at him for a moment, then fluffed up her head feathers. "My apologies as well. I do know winds can be unpredictable. Perhaps I acted a bit harshly from the cold dunking."
She ducked her head slightly in embarrassment. Just a moment ago, she was ready to lay her fangs into him. Now Zo could sense an awkward moment coming up and she strove to prevent it. But how? She remembered something while falling that she hadn't noticed at the time. "Um, I think I hit you while we were tumbling. Do you want me to check it?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 12:46 am
He chuckled a little at her immediate change in attitude as well. Sometimes someone just needs to apologize to lessen the tension in a situation, he thought, and smiled because his mother had told him that long ago.
Relaxing his wing again, he folded them back in. "I'm Xanthus by the way," he said, putting a name to a face might help alleviate a little more tension in the air.
He thought a second on her offer. "I think it's just a knick from your long teeth, but it should be okay in a day or so. It's mostly sore. I definitely won't be flying for a day or so." he said, watching her. "But sure, you can check it. He extended his hurt wing again, careful not to move it too fast, but still causing himself a bit of discomfort.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 12:07 am
She relaxed further as he remained friendly. Perhaps he wasn't as bull headed as he'd seemed. Her head tilted slightly to the side. "I'm Zosime." She did not stupidly say 'It's a pleasure to meet you.' Yeah, I'm pleased to meet you right after I try to attack you, just didn't seem to go together.
Stepping closer to peer at the spot, she was mindful of her fangs. Sometimes she just forgot they were there. "Hmmm I see swelling, so its bruised at least a little. But it seems you were lucky in that you missed the point." A grin of humor crossed her lips as she stepped back. "Which I'm sure you're very happy about." Politely she moved back so she wouldn't be crowding him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:39 pm
Lucky indeed, he said, a small smile hinting at the edges of his lips. Were you hurt at all in the collision? he asked, concern in his voice.
The wind had picked up again, causing a chill to run through Xanthus. His coat was still drying, and his wings were still damp, not helping in the matter. He looked up towards the sky to see darkening clouds overhead, hinting that an afternoon storm might be brewing. 'That sky doesn't look good. Perhaps we should seek shelter before it starts.' he thought.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 6:51 pm
Zosime stretched her wings and winced a little as she pulled them back. "It feels like the left one is strained, but no more." She'd felt the strain run up the length of her wing when she'd tried to move it. It wasn't broken but it was badly pulled.
"I'll need to rest it awhile. Day, maybe two." The fact made her slightly nervous. She'd recently been threatened and run off; promises had been made if they found her again that worse would happen. Zo didn't want to run into them again.
She headed away from the beach and toward the nearest foliage to find the best spot to build a shelter. Zo wanted to be safely hidden in a sturdy shelter; first from the elements and second from any searches.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:28 pm
He gave a light chuckle. "Well, it looks like we're both grounded for a day or two."
He watched as she went to build herself a shelter, unsure if she should follow or help. He thought about just leaving, but that wouldn't be courteous of him.
He approached her again, and spoke softly. "Would you like some help?" he offered. "I mean, I don't want to impose, but I thought I'd offer before I left for home."
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