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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:39 am
 Flock born, loyal to the nannies, and now fully grown in a beautiful stallion. He spread out his wings with a content smile and took in a long slow breath. He let it out with a soft whinny as he stretched out his legs. He felt like he truly belonged in the Flock, but knew that males were not equal to the females. He claws dug into the dirt with every step he took around the Safe Haven. "Tis a wonderful under the sunlight!" Raven spoke songfully as he moved his wings to a little drum beat that was going through him mind. He began to move elegantly as if he was dancing, but it was more so just goofing around. He never would of thought of the idea of being a dancer for the flock. He was born from Naxos, a wind stallion, who was captured by his beautiful mother, Aldora. He had two other siblings, Kratos and Callidora that were both flock born as well. As a young colt he enjoyed playing with the other foals, but had to be careful of his claws. He was unsure of why his father didn't have claws, but his mother did. "Oh goddess, please tell me of my purpose in the flock." He said aloud as he looked up to the sky with his wings out stretched upward.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 8:28 pm
 Vanya leaned back in her nest, preening her feathers. It was quite difficult to do, given how big her stomach is and she grunted and mumbled under her breath. She was over being pregnant and wanted these babies out now.
A voice interrupted her thoughts and she looked up, a feather sticking out of her mouth. Spitting it out, she peeked down below. A male. She recognised him as one of the recent ones who had reached adulthood. Aldora was his mother, if she wasn't mistaken. Carefully, she watched him as he moved and raised a brow. They were rough at the moment, but she could not deny that the movements were that of dance. If this was his rough skills, she wondered what it would be like polished.
Vanya moved down branches, using them as steps rather than jumping. She stayed in the shadows and watched the stallion more. "Dance," was all she said, wanting to see more of what he could do. She wanted to know if it was a fluke or if he really did have raw talent.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:36 am
Raven let out a low harpy shrill as he began to move his wings with his heart beat. It was slow, but began to beat quicker as he moved. He trotted around as his pranced with joy, flapping his wings lightly. The fallen leaves and feathers seemed to move with each flap as he closed his eyes. He shrilled again, but more in a soothing tone as he stopped again. The black and red stallion's ear perk up as if he heard someone speak. He shook the feeling off then smiled. "Thank you, Goddess. But will I be able to be accepted as a dancer and be taught their ways of dance?" He said aloud as he gave a light bow in honor of his possible found gift. He didn't know if it was something to be proud of, but his mother would be if it was a gift from the goddess.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 6:25 am
Vanya watched him danced and a smile slowly broke out across her face. He had the potential to be a great dancer, that much was certain. She would teach him herself; sharing in the glory. Oh, how jealous her sisters would be to see a male that was equal, if not greater, at them in dance. They would never admit it and she would teach him to never say it, but it would be known. It would be obvious and everyone would know it was she who trained such a talent.
Stepping out of the shadows, she tilted her head to the side, bells jingling. "I am no Goddess; though I do not blame you for mistaking me for such."
She shifted her weight between her feet; standing wasn't as comfortable as it used to be. "I will teach you. You will be accepted because they will not be able to deny your talent." She circled the stallion, eying him up and down. "Training will be hard. I will show no mercy and you will obey every command I give even if you feel ready to die."
Vanya stopped, eyes piercing him with intense passion. This was her zone, her life and she was allowing him to be part of it. She would not be taken for a fool. Her eyes lowered. "Dancing comes with a price. Years of practice. You will ache constantly for the first month. Your feet will bleed. You'll be bruised from falling." Gazing up at him again, she continued. "But. After that first month, with me training you, your skills will be so marvelous that you will have your pick of any mare that you so please. You will be the top male dancer in The Flock." She looked at him, brow raised, head to the side. "Will you become my student?"
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 8:28 am
Raven jumped when heard the voice speak once more. He turned to see that it was one of the sisters. She was quite beautiful as if she was truly a goddess of the Flock. "Sister Vanya!" He said with a light gasp as he gave her a bow, wings included. He was rather proud to have be graced by her presence. He noticed that she was in bloom with offspring for the flock. He gave a happy shrill and a smile, "T'is happy to see the flock flourish even more!" He said proudly. He listened carefully to what she was asking of him. To be her pupil in the art of dance. His heart beat loudly as he felt completely honored to be chosen by Vanya herself. "It would be a great honor to be your student, Sister Vanya. I promise you that I will train to the fullest and become your star pupil! I will not dishonor this opportunity." He told her in a proud voice before bowing once more. He began to tear up a little after picking his head back up. He felt that he could show that he will become the greatest dancer among the stallions.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 10:49 pm
Vanya gave a nod of approval as he accepted her offer. Shifting her weight again, she gave a small smile. "Indeed, it is an honor and a great blessing. I cannot wait for them to arrive; the discomfort playing some part in my impatience," she laughed a little. She was in a good mood, now. She was not able to dance in her current state, too heavy and round to move as gracefully as she liked. But, she would live out her passion through this stallion who was so eager to learn and to please her.
"You have potential. Great potential. But you're not using every advantage you've been blessed with." She eyed his wings. "Are they clipped or not? If they are, you can still use them to glide, even a little. If they're not and you don't make a show of it, you can use them to your advantage. Use them to lift you higher, support your weight while you perform aerial maneuvers."
Vanya's face took on a serious expression. "But, you are only permitted to use them when you're dancing. Especially if they are not clipped. If you use them any other way, you will be punished and there will be nothing I can do to stop it."
"Now, jump into the air and twirl. Use your wings to slow the movement without lowering yourself."
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 11:23 pm
Raven smiled widely as she gave a nod of approval. He gave his own nod in agreement to what she had said about her baring children. "I pray you have children just as beautiful as you are, Sister Vanya. I believe there will be girls among your blessing. My mother, Sister Aldora, had said my siblings and I were quite a handful when she bore us." He said in a calm and heart filled tone of voice. He had heard from other males in the safe zone that females had carried up to three four in the womb before they were born. Outstretching his wings, he tried to think back if his mother or one of the other nurses had clipped his marvelous wings. "It was quite sometime ago, but I don't believe they have clipped them yet. I shall not use they for anything else, but to grace our Sisters with my dance. I understand the consequences if I do fly." He said as he remembered that his father asked to not have them clipped until he was chosen by a female. He spread out his wings until the feathers could be shown that they had not been clipped. Raven did as he was told by his master, Sister Vanya. He used his clawed feet to jump high into the air. His flapped his wings lightly until he was able to give an elegant twirl that showed off his colors and grace. He kept on twirling until he would listen for his next task.
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