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 Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 2:33 pm
The large stallion had wandered from his family's side in the cool of the morning, a daily routine almost, and ventured off to some unknown destination. Luckily for him though, by the time the temperature had reached its peak, he had come across a large lake. It wasn't known whether it was coincidence or sheer dumb luck that he found the large body of water, but he was sure going to take advantage of it as he took temporary residence of the area until the day passed and it began to get cooler.
While he waited, he found himself settling at the water's edge, mainly drinking the cool liquid. But also, gazing at his reflection from time to time. He snorted at himself, as glowing red eyes peered back at him from the surface of the water, not only from his head, but from his legs as well. Gracing the top of his head were a pair of horns, of what material, he was never sure of. Dark, ebony colored mane and tail, with the single braid... the only thing that he got from his mother. Lastly, there was his short, mud colored fur -a hindrance in the heat- but again, nothing like his mother's. True, his sister carried the same fur color, but she was at least graced with spots, the same with his brother. While he resembled nothing like his beautiful, small mother. A scowl formed on his face at this thought. His only reasoning behind this, was that somehow, he was cursed and born a monster... an outcast to his family. The others of his family would say otherwise, but he knew they were just being nice to lessen the blow. Being some sort of creature was his reasoning for always leaving his family. Who would want a beast around anyways?
Any thoughts of him being a monster quickly slipped his mind as the sun beating down against his back, now started to become unbearable. With a small nicker, Abbadon pulled himself up onto his feet and shook himself off, dust flying off from his fur. Once most of the debris was cleared, he took careful steps into the water, hoping to take a quick dip.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:01 pm
Even in the chilled air high above, the sun was intense enough to be brutal. Especially to those who were already tiring due to reaching the limit of their endurance.
Zyanya puffed softly, licking her lips as sweat trickled into her eyes, forcing her to squint and blink in the light as she flew, muscles aching from the stress of flying. She'd been going for hours, training herself to get better, to use the heavier bones of her birth mother's as an advantage to make her wings stronger so they could be used as a shield in battle or stun an opponent should they prove too aggressive.
A hero never sought out a fight, but they needed to be able to handle themselves if they got into one. And she'd devoted her life thus far, as early on as it was despite having reached adulthood a while ago, to being just that. A True Hero. No, more than just a Hero, a.. Super Hero perhaps.
The mare smiled a bit at the thought, once again wishing to someday find others of like minds with some sort of 'power' that could be used for good. But that was for another time. For now, the glint of water below caught her eye, drawing attention to the parched feel of her dry, dehydrated mouth.
Hovering momentarily as the spotted draft pushed the air forwards with powerful strokes of her wings, judging the depth and distance, before dipping forwards and folding her wings back, legs coiling as she swooped down, the wind stinging her golden eyes.
Before she could hit the water, she flared her wings to slow her fall and change the angle. However, unfortunately it was too late in the fall, and she landed in the deep water with a large splash, causing the wave to spray the nearest shore in an Arc. She soon burst from the water, laughing a bit as she flapped her wings awkwardly as she swam towards the shore, not noticing Abbadon at first as she spoke to herself, "Oh dear, thank the spirits the water was deep enough for tha- oh!" her hooves touched ground at the edge of the drop off, and she froze, back feet still floating off the edge, "Sorry, I didn't notice you earlier. Are you all right?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:44 am
A relieved nicker escaped from the large stallion at the cool feeling around his legs was a better improvement from the heat over his back. A rare smile graced his lips as his legs moved deeper into the water, heading toward the drop off. Lowering his head, he brought his lips to the surface of the water to take a quick drink. The surface water was a bit warm, but still quite refreshing.. Moving even deeper, his long tail floated like a wisp behind him, giving a heavy flick and splashing the top of the water.
Red eyes then noticed something that caused the smile he had to return to the scowl that always graced his features. Looking up to the sky, Abbadon caught the approach of a winged soquili and snorted. His peace will be short lived now as he watched the other swoop down to the lake a bit longer. Getting his fill of the sight, he turned to return to the shore, just as the stranger prepped for landing. The splash caught his attention as his ears swiveled toward the sound first, then his head. He didn't see the soquili, but seeing the wave head toward him, he lifted his head and closed his eyes to avoid getting water in them. It was surely unexpected, but it can't be said that the water over his back wasn't welcomed. He snorted as he peered over the surface of the lake, inwardly worried that the other was injured from the crash into the water. That worry seemed to fade a bit when the other, a mare, finally surfaced and made her way to shore. Once again, he turned to head out of the water himself. Unless she was injured, he wanted nothing to do with her. That wouldn't be the case as he got one foot onto the shore and she called out to him. Water cascaded and dripped from his fur as he stood there, quiet, for some time, wondering if he should answer. His best thought was that, perhaps if she knew he was alright, she would leave him alone. With that, he turned his head to her and with a deep, gruff voice, replied. "I am fine... how about you?" The last question was, once again, his concern trickling out. He had not wanted to ask that... now she will probably try and start a conversation.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:29 pm
Zyanya hauled herself onto the shore, panting heavily and her wings sagging low, and winced as she put her weight on one of her legs, which had been strained by the strike on the water. While it was water, it still was not a picnic slapping down into it at a high speed, "I'm not actually sure yet. I think I might have strained my right front leg a bit."
Limping a bit, she slowly spread her upper wings, testing them a bit to make sure the ache she felt in them was simply from her difficult workout and not another injury. Satisfied, she tested her bottom wings and hissed softly, letting her left wing limp down again, feathers dragging on the dirt, "And that sir is a possible sprain in the Glenohumeral joint of my left under-wing." it was obvious from the way she spoke she was well educated.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 7:42 pm
Abbadon watched as she pulled herself out from the lake, still being partially in the water himself. With that, he turned and slowly got out of the lake and headed her way. As he came up to the mare, she announced to him that she had possibly injured her front leg. He said nothing at the moment, simply watching, almost seemingly in disinterest, as she tested her leg, followed by her four wings.
When she got to her bottom set of wings, his red eyes took note as one drooped back to the ground. With a soft snort, he approached her once again, getting just a bit closer to get a better look. When she mentioned something about a Glenohumeral joint, it was blatantly obvious he had no idea what she was talking about. In fact, he was so out of the loop, the stallion had no idea what to say for quite some time. Remaining silent, he glanced to her injured limb and appendage. Finally, he managed to ask, "Do you need help?"
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