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 Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 11:13 am
It was one of those days where everything was moving smoothly, and the Queen couldn't help but dedicate part of the day to herself; it had been a long time since she had any 'me time', after all. Moving the Flock had generated unnecessary stress, not only for herself, but for her beloved Flock as well. Never in their history had they needed to move - the mountains had always been their home. In fact, the Queens before her probably only moved from one part of the mountain to another... Unlike her who moved across seemingly endless plains and forests.
However, now that they had finally resettled into their new home, she could tell that the spirits were at ease. Perhaps this was the will of the Great Mother? Her sisters had traveled through unfamiliar terrain for days and nights, and the pressure was on her - as Queen - to lead them to safety... Now that they are finally here, she had been rewarded with delighted faces, plenty of food and a nearby source of water.
Indeed, victory is sweet.
Making her way through the forest and to the nearby river for a drink, Aviania couldn't help but feel a sudden slight disturbance in the spiritual realm; although she was not always connected to the spirit realm like her Oracle, she could still hear them - sometimes faintly, sometimes clearly. This time, they spoke in a faint whisper, telling her of a most strange stranger...
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 8:59 am
 The afternoon was especially uncomfortable for Benn'joon. It was hot and there was little to no humidity in the air. Grumbling irritably to herself, she headed for the river nearby and slipped in. Letting out a sigh of relief, she began to swim without a real direction in mind.
After several minutes, the only thing that remained visible of the green mare was the fan on her head. Somewhere along the line she was in the middle of the river and heading nowhere fast. Hearing something, she surfaced just enough to see an odd looking brown mare drinking nearby. Tilting her head slightly to the left Benny decided to swim over and have a bit of fun.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 6:58 am
Years of being a warrior had sharpened her senses, and she found herself unable to fully relax herself even though she was taking a short break from the affairs of the Flock. Even as she reached the river and lowered herself for a quick sip of water, every muscle in her body was tensed and ready for action. She didn't become Queen by wits alone, after all... Just as her thirst was satisfied, her eyes caught a strange movement out of the corner of her eyes. Straightening up quickly, Aviania narrowed her eyes as ripples formed on the surface of the river - a sure sign that there was someone about underneath.
However, pretending not to had noticed, she shook out the water that had got into her feathered mane and turned around, her back to the river. Then, she started to move away from it, her ears listening out for any signs of life from the river's direction.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 3:47 pm
Benny watched the mare's actions. Something wasn't right about the situation. Instead of pulling the mare's tail as she normally would have, she slipped out a few feet away from her and cleared her throat.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 6:01 pm
She almost chuckled at the sound behind her - that must be the one from the water. Halting, Aviania half-turned, a ghost of a smile on her lips as she gave the stranger a nod as a form of greeting, "Hello there..."
She had never seen a Soquili quite like the mare before her; instead of a mane, the stranger sprouts what looks to her like a fish's fin on her head. That same fin runs down her neck and back, ending where her long serpentine tail starts... And what a tail! Even from a distance, she could see how thick and possibly heavy it must be for it to be that size.
"What may I do for you?" She turned her body, now facing the other mare face to face.
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