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 Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 7:01 pm
  Indilwen soared over the plains, flying as fast and as far as she could from what she had witnessed. Would she ever be far enough? Would she ever forgive herself for leaving? Had there been anything that she could have done? She should have tried to save him. She shouldn't have simply abandoned him, left him to die. No, it hadn't been like that. Her father had done what he did to save her. He wouldn't want her to regret his decision. The mare's thoughts were a turmoil, what felt like millions of thoughts raced about her mind, she couldn't focus, all she could do was fly. However, even flying was becoming too much for her. She wasn't entirely sure how long or far she had traveled, but her stamina was beginning to rapidly decrease.
Eying a bit of open land, Indilwen surveyed the area for danger as she made her decent. As far as she could tell, there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. Relief filled the mare as she touched earth once again and folded her wings. She tended to forget just how tiring flying could really be for her and she often tended to push herself to her limits when doing so. For once, the mare relished in the pain. Anything to take her mind off of her father.
Spotting a little pond in the distance, the green mare trotted over to it as quickly as she could. Hurriedly, she lowered her neck and drank in the cool liquid. So thirsty and in a hurry to drink, she forgot to check and see if anyone else was about.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 7:17 pm
 A flash of green with a mixture of brown was all he saw as his face rushed down to meet the ground; he had been watching where he stepped and had done quite well that day avoiding anything that may trip him when he was unaware. It was the sound of flapping wings that drew him out of his paying close attention to the ground, a mare with light green wings and green accents on her body rushed toward the earth. And so did Eyota. As he watched her, he had forgotten about what was happening below his hooves.
The bruised stallion let out a deep sigh, why had he been cursed with such a pathetic hoof eye coordination and lack of balance? He was not sure if there could be anything done about his predicament, so he made the decision long ago just to live with it; the bruising from his continuous falls did not seem to bother him as much as it did when he was younger. He took that as a plus.
Standing up with cautious deliberateness, the dappled stallion turned his green gaze upon the quick flying mare. She was engrossed in guzzling down the cold water of the stream and did not appear to have noticed his appearance behind her. He cleared his throat, not wanting to cause her to freak out when the realization came to her that she was not alone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 7:46 pm
Guzzling up the water as quickly as she could, the mare almost didn't hear the sound behind her. Quickly, the mare flicked her ears back and turned her head to spot the new comer, immediately expecting danger. Craning her neck, she could just see a gray stallion behind her. Repositioning her body to see him better, Indilwen got a good look at the stranger. He certainly didn't appear to mean her any harm, in fact, he looked rather harmless to her. Sure it didn't mean that he wasn't harmless, but she felt as if he meant her no harm.
"I-I'm sorry." She began slowly, not quite knowing what to say. "I didn't mean to intrude, honestly I was so thirsty I simply didn't see you there." She paused a moment, carefully thinking over her next words. Why was it always so hard for her to talk to strangers? Or rather, why was it always so hard for her to talk to anyone at all. It seemed the only soquili she ever seemed to be able to communicate with was her father. "Father." She whispered it quietly. No, she wouldn't think of him now. She couldn't think of him now. There would be a time and a place for her to grieve over his loss, but now was not it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:12 pm
When she turned to look at him, the stallion stood still, not entirely sure what to do next; yes he was the one that cleared his throat to warn her of his presence, but he did not really think beyond that part. “I’m sorry as well; I didn’t mean to startle you. And you’re not intruding; I was just making my way across the meadow when I saw you land.” He gave her a slight smile, still stationary in his spot, as if he was glued, he really did not want to trip in front of this mare. At that moment he was glad that his coat was similar in coloration to the earth, so the dirt from his fall was not clearly evident.
Eyota felt the awkward silence fall over the two of them and then he turned his gaze to her wings, “What is it like to fly?” The question came out before he knew it and he gave a slight wince, not sure how the mare would react and if that was a personal question or not.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:52 pm
Indilwen perked her ears at the stallion's question. He wanted to know about flying? She couldn't recall anyone ever asking her about that before. She supposed that there had to be a first time for everything. What was it like to fly? She searched her brain, trying to remember the feeling, the way that the wind felt beneath her wings, to soar above the land. How on earth did you try to describe flying to someone without wings? Well, she supposed that she could at least certainly try to.
"Well you see," She started off slowly, glad to have something to take her mind off of her father. "I suppose it's a lot like galloping as fast as you can across the plains, only it's a little less work. You're flying in the air and instead of using your legs you use your wings to keep you up. When you look down it's like you can see the whole world beneath you and you have the wing rushing past. Or sometimes you just glide on a nice gentle breeze. I find it relaxing and thrilling at the same time." She stopped there, unsure of how to continue and yet also afraid of babbling on and boring the poor stallion.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:14 pm
His eyes widened as she described the sensation of flying, he tried to imagine how it would feel, but he had never experienced full gallop across a flat plain, for he was too afraid of what would happen to him. Eyota tried to picture himself with wings, never again would he trip or fall or scrape one of his legs. His green eyes looked at her when she stopped talking, he wanted to hear more about flying and how it opened a new world, one that did not need the ground, “That sounds wonderful…Was it hard learning how to fly?”
Eyota knew that he would never be able to fly and he was not stupid enough to try to jump off a cliff and see if he miraculously gains the ability to fly. But perhaps, one day he will be able to experience running full gallop across a flat plain, the image he conjured brought a smile to his countenance.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:29 pm
Indilwen thought way back to when she had first learned to spread her wings and fly. She supposed that it had been more difficult for her than for many other foals as her father did not have wings. Her mother, having died just moments after she popped from her basket, was not around to teach her. Yet she knew her father had tried his best to teach her as he could. She flashed back to her first flight, her father staring up at her from the ground, joy plain as day on his face while she soared above him. "Well," She started off slowly, blinking back the tears that threatened to pour down her face. Even the smallest memory, smallest mention of her father threatened to send her into the black pit of despair. "I suppose it was fairly difficult at first. A lot of trial and error mostly. In the end it just took a lot of practice and hard work.
Another memory, this time of her first attempt. Her father stood a few feet from her, encouraging her onward, trying to give her every little bit of advice he could think of. She assumed that most of his information had come from what he might have learned from her mother. Indilwen had tried her best that day, determined to make him proud of her. She remembered running at a full gallop, leaping up into the air her wings spread out, and then crashing right back into the ground. She remembered crying and feeling ashamed and embarrassed at her lack of ability. Yet her father had been right along side of her, telling her how wonderful she was and how she was starting to get the hang of it. The memory wanted to both make her laugh and cry at the same time.
Blinking tears from her eyes, Indilwen brought herself back to reality. "In the end I suppose it wasn't any different than learning how to walk or gallop."
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:45 pm
Eyota’s forest green eyes locked on to the mare’s countenance as she described the trial and error of learning how to fly; he was watching her carefully and noticed the welling of the clear liquid in her emerald colored eyes. His heart went out to the light green mare, he had said something that brought up a sad memory; he was not sure what to say to her or how to sooth her sadness. Her next words brought a sheepish look to the dappled stallion’s face, should he tell her the truth? That due to his four left hooves he was unable to walk without his eyes glued to the ground let alone gallop at top speed across the wide open plains.
“Truth be told, I don’t know of the sensation you describe,” color rose to his cheeks, why was he telling her this? He would most likely think him as silly as a colt, “My balance seems to be off and this causes me problems with walking and especially galloping.”
He had wondered his entire life if his equilibrium would correct himself and he would be able to walk properly, but so far it had only seemed to worsen. Eyota did not even walk in the dark any more for the fear of tripping over a tree root and causing himself to break a leg or two.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:01 pm
Indilwen listened to the stallion as he spoke, her troubles momentarily forgotten. So he had never learned to gallop? To feel the breeze play in his mane and tail as he thundered over the hard earth? It seemed such a shame that he had been denied this experience, that lack of balance had caused him so much trouble. The mare felt rather sorry for him, yet, instead of feeling sorry for the stallion, perhaps she should help him? But could she actually help him? Would he even accept her help? Putting herself into his position for a moment, she doubted that she would really want to get some stranger involved in something of this nature.
"Perhaps I could help you out there? Sometimes just knowing the right tricks can give you a bit of a boost." She started out, simply testing the waters. "But first, I'm Indilwen." She flashed him a smile. "What's your name?" She asked him, hoping to set him at ease a bit. If she wanted to help him, he would have to trust her first.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:12 pm
Since she already knew the embarrassing truth about his inability to walk, he made the quick decision to let her try to help him correct his walking. What harm would it do? He was already hurting himself every day; a few more times for the sake of improvement did not seem like such a steep risk. It had been awhile since anyone had tried to help him, and as he filtered through his memories he realized that this was the first time anyone offered to help him with is problem. Perhaps the others knew that it was a failed case from the beginning so they did not even want to attempt the feat? Eyota looked at the mare and knew that she needed this distraction from whatever was bothering her, he bowed his head to the pale green mare, “Thank you, I would enjoy getting some pointers on how to walk and gallop,” he smiled back at the mare, “It is nice to meet you, I’m Eyota.”
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 6:57 pm
"It's nice to meet you too." Indilwen smiled back at Eyota. She wasn't quite sure why, but he seemed so easy for her to talk to. She hadn't ever been around many other soquili before. Her father had always been over protective of her, never really allowing her out of sight. She felt that stabbing, heart wrenching pain once more as her thoughts wandered back to him. NO. Not now. Once more she pushed them deep down, bottling them up for the time being. Her father didn't give his life for her so that she could wallow in pity. She would live for the both of them now.
"Well let's see." She turned her attention back to the task at hand, forcing herself to forget once more. "I suppose we could start with simple balance exercises? The basics are certainly the best starting point for any ground work. For starters can I see you walk?" She felt bad asking the stallion to do something that might cause him any embarrassment, but she would need to see him in action to start to be able to help him. It would also let her examine him, see if there were perhaps any medical issues, maybe something that one of her herbs could help her with.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 8:23 pm
Trepidation filled the stallion, but he pushed aside the feeling and listened to the mare, he would get through this, he will walk and run like a normal soquili. Eyota took a deep breath and began to walk, his eyes glued to the ground, he knew she probably wanted to see him walk without his emerald eyes locked to the ground, so he slowly turned his gaze up to the horizon. Once his eyes left the ground, he was able to make it a few feet before his legs became tangled with each other and the earth came rushing up to meet his body.
The pain was slight, for he was used to the sharpness of the earth cutting into his limbs, but the heat rising to his cheeks was new. Once his head stopped spinning he stood, an embarrassed look upon his countenance, “What just happened is frequent, unless I walk slow and keep my eyes glued to the uneven ground.”
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 8:35 pm
Indilwen tried not to let Eyota see her frown as she watched him. She certainly hadn't expected his balance to be as off as it was and she certainly hadn't expected his problem to be such a challenge. Yet despite how difficult it might be to get the stallion moving around properly, Indilwen was determined to help him as best as she could. Think. She told herself sternly. What might cause this? The mare wished that she had the answer to her own question, yet she had never seen a condition such as Eyota's. It was difficult to tell if the problem was due completely to a lack of balance, faith in himself, or even a physical problem that he might have.
Taking in a deep breath, Indilwen forced herself to look at the most basic issue first. Confidence. Even if Eyota's issue was more deeply routed than simply being in his mind, she doubted that he had much confidence in himself and she doubted that his lack of it was helping him. "Alright then." She smiled at him. "Let's try something else. How do you walk normally?" Perhaps if she could see him walk the way he usually did it might give her more clues. "Are there any tricks that you use to move about?" She wished she had the answer to all of his problems now.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 10:25 pm
He gave the green mare a slight nod and prepared for the next form of embarrassment; he began to walk slowly, his head glued to the ground. He avoided the rocks that would have normally tripped him if he was not looking at his hooves. Eyota made his way around in a circle and returned to the green mare, without any falls, but a slight amount of time had passed to just accomplish the small loop. “It takes me a while to get anywhere, so I usually tend to stay in one place.” He silently hoped that the mare before him had the answers to his ailment, since he was getting fed up with never getting to see the view. “As you saw, there wasn’t any tricks, just careful steps and eyes locked to the ground.”
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 7:30 pm
This certainly was problematic indeed. Originally Indilwen had hoped that perhaps the stallion's was a mental one, maybe a lack of confidence. However, it seemed to be bigger than that. Perhaps it was an internal issue? With a slight sigh Indilwen had to resign herself to seek outside help. She had agreed, and indeed wanted to, help Eyota and she wasn't about to stop now. Perhaps she could take him to her Uncle, he was certainly better with this sort of thing than she was. After all, he had taught her a great deal before she and her father had left on their own. Her father... It pained Indilwen to think of him now, but if anything she at least owed it to her Uncle to inform him of the news.
"I think," She started slowly. "I might know someone who can help you better than I. My Uncle was the one who taught me what I know about medicines and herbs. I still have much to learn from him and whatever is causing your balance issues he may very well be able to help cure it. That is, if you're willing to go." She paused a moment and debated on telling him about her father as well, but she decided against it. There was something about the stallion that made her want to help him and to keep him around. If she mentioned her father it might scare him away and she didn't want him to leave just yet.
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