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 Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:39 am
The summer was almost at its end. In a few weeks time the leaves would be changing to the bautiful golds, reds, and oranges of autumn. The recently hot, humid air was becoming cooler and less sticky. A large stallion could be seen laying quietly by a stream, listening to it gurgle softly.
Wallace breathed the cooling air in deeply. He'd convinced the teepee's two-legger to remove the muzzle she'd bound his mouth and nose with. The Unikalona gave the mimed excuse of needing to hunt, which was only half true. It only took about ten minutes to kill and eat the already injured rabbit he'd found struggling to survive. Afterward he hid the carcass in a bush, knowing the two-legger expected him to prove the success of his hunt. For now, he was relaxing and enjoying his freedom.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:07 pm
 Spooki walked silently along the edge of a river, her head deep in thoughts of getting away from her crazy family members. She's finally snuck out from under her father's over-protective authority and left without telling her brother where she had gone. A faint smile crossed her face as she thought of having this freedom whenever she felt like it. Being able to meander as a free mare at the drop of a hat. Her father would likely disprove. What was he so afraid of anyways? He drilled into their heads from the day they were born to be aware of Kalonas. That Kalonas where nothing to be trusted or befriended. She chuckled a little. "Okay, sure dad. Whatever. Kalonas are a great evil blah, blah, blah, she rolled her eyes at the look on her dad's face were she to actually say that to him.
She shook her head, coming to the realization that the river had curved and she had walked right into it. She stood there for a moment, letting the water roll around her legs. She took a look at her surroundings for the first time since she'd left home. She gasped as she saw the beauty of the trees piercing the bright blue skies. She continued scanning her surroundings and saw a lump of white against the backdrop of browns and greens. She walked closer, stopping a few feet before the larger stallion. She looked up at him, eyes slightly widened. She'd never seen a winged, or horned for that matter, Soquili. "Goodness gracious, you're rather large, aren't you?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:20 pm
Wallace immediately smelled the mare. After wearing a muzzle for such a long time the smell of a new Soquili proved to be almost a sensory overload. He breathed deeply as his green eyes searched for the source of the scent. The mare had yet to round the bend, so Wallace stood up to get a better view of his surroundings. He noticed her as soon as she stepped into the water and raised a brow. How curious. It was as if she hadn't even noticed there were water there.
The Unikalona simply stared at the mare in bewilderment as she headed toward him. She seemed calm. Curious, even. Obviously she was clueless as to what she was standing in front of. His eyes widened a little when she spoke. "Well... Yes, I suppose I am bigger than many..." His voice was almost a grumble. He didn't mean to sound rude or angry, he just hadn't spoken for so long. The sensation in the back of his throat was almost foreign. He cleared his throat a bit before speaking again. "Well... Aren't you scared?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:20 pm
She looked him up and down, moving slowly around him. "I think you're even bigger than my brother, Crowe, and he's bigger than daddy." She stopped for a moment, her nose nearing his wings. She snorted, and rubbed her nose on the leather. "What are these. Wings? Can you fly?" She walked around him again, her eyes narrowed and peering up at his face. "And a horn? What the heck are you?"
She snorted and started at him, her fang glinting in the sunlight. "Why would I be scared? Because you look different than me or my brother? I don't see why that should make me afraid of you."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 11:05 am
Wallace didn't know how to react to the touching and the questions. She didn't know? How? Surely she must've been warned of the dangerous beasts who roamed these lands... "Yes, they're wings. And yes, I can fly." He stretched his wings a little before tucking them to his sides in an attempt to protect them from the odd mare. The stallion winced a bit at her final question. "I'm... A Unikalona. Half Kalona, half Unicorn."
He assumed that his answer to her last question would be sufficient reason for her to be frightened of him, but he elaborated anyway. "Well, since I'm part Kalona, most assume that I act like them, and kill others for fun or pleasure. Or maybe even to eat them. That's the Kalona way, I guess."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 6:17 pm
Spooki looks at him, eyes bright with curiosity. "Do you fly a lot? Is it fun? How high can you go?" She flicked her curled tail over her back. She'd always envied the birds in the sky and their ability to soar through the clouds and feel the sun against their backs. She would love to feel the wind flowing through her mane and tail. her ears perked slightly when he said he was part Kalona. "You don't seem half as a scary as my dad makes Kalonas out to be," she gave him a skeptical look, "You're sure you're part Kalona?"
She snorted a little, a smirk on her face, "Do I look delicious to you, Mr. Kalona?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 6:30 pm
The stallion sighed at the questions. "I do my fair share of flying. When I can breathe, anyway." He shifted his wings as if to shrug. "It's not really for fun as it is for function. You can get places much more quickly and stalk prey more easily from the air." Wallace nearly forgot her third question in her rapid progression, but mannaged to answer it with a single word. "High."
Without notice, the hybrid flared his wings and snapped his fangs at the mare, bucking wildly with his tail lashing. He stepped toward her aggressively. "I did say part Kalona. I didn't say my personality leaned heavily to that side." He calmed himself and pulled his wings back in toward his body. His instincts told him to snarl at the mare, but his mind knew better. "The taste of Soquili blood makes me sick to my stomach. So you look quite the opposite, Ms. Nosy."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 7:52 pm
She stepped back, eyes wide. "Hey, I was just trying to play," she frowned, keeping her eyes on him. She shivered, the scene of him snapping at her re-playing in her head. "I'm sorry," she bowed her head and pulled her ears back. She smiled a little, still looking apologetic, "And here I always thought my dad was exaggerating when he said those of Kalona blood could be terrifying."
She stepped a half step closer to him again, "By the way, my name's Spooki." Her heart was still pounding in her chest from the scare he had given her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:06 pm
He sighed. "Well at least now you know what to look for... The spaded or spiked tail, the leathery horned wings, the sharp cloven hooves... Maybe he should've given you a description, too. And it's all right. Just remember that the next of Kalona blood you meet may not be so kind to your taunting. Any other probably would be having you for dinner by now." It was a truth he hated to admit, but a truth none the less.
His predatory senses kicked in as he listened to the mare's loud heartbeat. "Wallace." A slight frown appeared on his face when he noticed that the young mare was the first to learn his name. He was muzzled so often he hadn't had a chance to tell even his sister. They just kept calling him "hey you," or "scary boy," or the occasional "Mr. Mean." Wallace wished they knew just how scary and mean he really wasn't.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:16 pm
She nodded, still afraid of setting him off once again. "Daddy doesn't like talking about Kalonas. I guess his dad was one or something," she shrugged a little, "He never talks about his mom though. He grew up alone, and I guess he has nightmares about his dad a lot but he won't talk about them." She looked at the ground, trying to hide the tears that started creeping from her eyes, "He just looks so afraid all the time. It's scary. And mom and Crowe don't help. Crowe likes scaring him and mom does too." She sniffled a little, rubbing the bridge of her nose on her foreleg.
She looked up and smiled, "It's nice to meet you Wallace but why do you look sad all of a sudden? Was it what I said before? I didn't mean to make you upset."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:28 pm
Wallace didn't know how to react to the mare, so he thought for a moment. Maybe relating would help? "Yeah, my dad was a Kalona, too. If you couldn't tell. Its pretty scary, but sometimes they're just trying to toughen their kids up. Make them brave. Or dumb and fearless, I guess." He furrowed his brow when he heard about the mother and brother. "Now that's just cruel." He grinned. "You know, maybe if they saw how scary we can be, they'd understand..." The hybrid was anything but a fan of bullies.
He quickly shook his head. "No, m'dear, it wasn't you. You see, a two-legger puts this device over my face to prevent me from biting anyone in the tepee. It also prevents be from eating, drinking, breathing, and talking... I just haven't gotten enough conversation in, I suppose."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 9:01 pm
She pressed her nose to him, "You're not scary all the time. You're really nice when you aren't being scary," she looked up, smiling, hoping he wouldn't take it the wrong way. "I think they're just mean sometimes. Crowe's big and tough and loud and mom's controlling of dad. It's nice to get away from them once in a while. Plus the whole 'paranoid-over-protective-dad' thing gets old fast." She started laughing a little, backing up to look him over again. "Man, I'd love to see their reactions if I ever brought you home to meet them."
Her heart pumped a little faster when he called her m'dear. Oh dear, this is bad, she thought to herself. "That sounds terrible," she frowned, "Is it because the two-legger is afraid of your Kalona blood?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 7:21 pm
Wallace raised a brow. Nice? That certainly wasn't a word he'd ever heard associated with him before. "Well, I guess I'm not too terrible. I'm better than the others of my kind..." He listened intently to the mare's description of her family. "Fathers are almost always protective of their daughters, it seems. Besides, at least you know he cares." A small sigh escaped the stallion's mouth. "A controlling mare seems terribly dreadful, I'm afraid. No offense to your mother, but anybody who is willing to put up with that must be senseless or desperate. And that probably wouldn't be the best of ideas."
His ears perked when he heard her heartbeat quicken. "Is there something wrong?" To him, 'm'dear' was simply a thing he called mares, not something to show affection. He moved his wings as to shrug again. "It's possible. I think it's just worried that I may snap and try to harm others in the teepee. They're all rather small and defenseless there..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 6:09 pm
"He's in love with her. You can see it in her eyes when she looks at him that she's in love with him too, even if she shows it in such an odd way." She smiled a little, looking at him. "I'd love to find a stallion I could feel that strongly for."
She looked at him, realizing he'd noticed her heartbeat, "N-nothing. I'm fine." she looked at him, smiling again, "I don't think you'd do that. No matter how defenseless the Soquili was."
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 6:19 pm
Wallace raised a brow. "Well that's odd. I certainly wouldn't treat someone I love so meanly, but to each their own, I suppose." He brushed off what the mare said next. "You're pretty enough, I'm sure you'll find someone eventually." The unikalona had absolutely no hope or expectation to find love. He was, as he saw it, a monster and completely unlovable. That and he feared that whoever he may find could suffer the same fate as his mother, though he doubted he'd ever be capable of that again.
A small smile creeped over his face. "Well all right, as long as you say so." The stallion was a little surprised at the mare's comment. "Really? What makes you think that? I am a big, mean, green monster after all. What makes you so sure I wouldn't snap?"
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