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 Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 3:41 pm
 Idelisa hadn't really found a place to call home yet. She drifted from place to place, not really finding a true reason for staying in anyone place long enough to really announce it as her home. It was a sad state of affairs if one thought about it for too long, having not really put down any proper roots anywhere, and now being somewhat estranged from her family, it'd not seem right to return back to the family home now. But there was something in Idelisa which simply didn't allow her to focus on the worse aspects of her, or anyone else's life for that matter, her glass was half full, as the expression goes. So she found herself flying along the eastern coast which boarded the great expanse of jungle. There was something mysterious about the jungle, she'd never ventured this far east before and it seemed so wondrous to her, all the new and strange sounds excited her senses, it was a wilderness like none other.
Landing upon the earth, she smiled. As much as she adored the freedom of flight she preferred her hooves on the ground, it just felt 'right' to her. She didn't face the jungle yet, instead she turned out to the sea; the breeze blowing in was warm and had that tingling taste of salt. She raised her chin up to expose her throat and neck, allowing her long hair to blow back, she revelled in the feeling of the salt air rippling through her hair.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 7:41 pm
 Miquiztli couldn't help but feel sorry for his actions, but was too stubborn to act on that guilty feeling residing in his gut.
He had gone to his mother with an idea, and a spot of miscommunication had resulted in he and his mother getting into a bitter argument over it and, in a fit of rebellion against the strict gender roles and the fear of being rejected first, he stormed off, gathering his things and the bird familiars he had befriended and had been training in secret, and ran away from the territory of their herd, certain he'd be happier without them.
However, now that the Angeni was alone and on the edge of the jungle he had known his entire life, he was having second thoughts. While he was outside of the Herd territory, he was still within the jungle and was still at risk of being found by his parents and called back, and while he didn't hate them, he couldn't bare to face them again, not yet. But leaving the jungle meant leaving everything he knew, everyone he knew save for those birds that wished to join him. His thin echo of his parents domain was limited to the jungle, and while sensing those who were born of the jungle ailing and on deaths door wasn't a pleasant feeling, but he felt too exposed outside of it, and he knew the trees and the plants and the animals, and everything else was alien to him.
So here he was, living on the edge of the jungle, living there and gathering the seeds of plants -- perhaps he'd find a nice place still tropical enough to grow them in and have his own little jungle to tend to. He couldn't make it grow unnaturally, his power wasn't over plants of the jungle, but if he could get them to grow he'd be able to feel at least a little at home in a place outside of his family's wide wingspan.
Currently he was picking his way through the thick brush of the jungles edge, the plantlife thick and blinding with the amount of sun it had allowing for shrubbery. Nearly a wall of plantlife. However, eventually he found his long tail snagged in the undergrowth, and he swore softly as he tried to tug it out, before snapping out verbally and loudly, swearing a bit, his frustrations bubbling out and venting, dropping the basket he was gritting in his teeth and startling the quetzal he thought of as his closest friend, "Let go of my tail you stupid plant!"
He stomped his back hoof before finally getting it free, grabbing the basket and making a push for the open air of the beach, his leaves stuck in his hair and his feathers. He truly didn't care much for the Jungles edge and longed for the more open, deeper parts of the forest and the carefully kept areas near the abandoned temple of the herd that was within the family herd.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 3:21 pm
Her reverie was broken however when she heard a commotion in the undergrowth behind her. She tensed slightly, not knowing what to expect to come out from the jungles depths. She slowly turned about to face the jungle. Her long hair, though the bulk of it was weighted down by it's length, the shorter bangs at the front limited her vision as they flapped about in the coastal breeze. She prided herself on her hair, and though she didn't mind getting dirty at first, she then spend a subsequent amount of time washing and caring for it, it was her one greatest weakness. Her wings lay partly folded close to her side, though they were not tucked away completely in case whatever was emerging from the greenery gave her cause for a quick escape. Thus she waited.
There was more noise before the creature emerged however; a voice cursing and straining with something, then a loud exclamation for the release of their tail. It seemed like some sort of struggle was going on and Idelisa edged forwards a little intrigued as to what was going on. A moment later a stallion came crashing through the dense wall of greenery in some disarray. Idelisa cast her turquoise eyes over the stallion, and her features softened as she noted his dishevelled state. He stood with a slightly relieved expression on his face, though his shoulders slumped ever so slightly to hint at whilst he was free from the jungles grasp he hadn't come out completely in a state he'd wished for. His tail and mane was tangled and gathered in lose knots, there were twigs and thin tendrils of plantation ensnared amongst the knots of hair as well as in and around his plumage.
Idelisa had a weakness for a cause and he certainly seemed to be one, even if it was just to set him straight once again. She closed the distance between them and smiled a warm smile, flicking her head slightly as she did so to encourage the sea breeze to whisk her bangs out of her eyes so she could meet his in a friendly manner. 'You look like you've had a battle of sorts.' She stretched her neck out and carefully with her lip grabbed one of his harvested leaves from a knot of hair on his neck and then pulled back, blowing the leaf from her upper lip allowing it to be carried off on the breeze back towards the jungle.
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 12:21 pm
 The Angeni blinked in the bright light of the beach, eyes squinting as he grit the handle of his basket, unused to such direct sunlight. As deep and massive as the jungle was, it suddenly seemed somewhat dwarfed by just how big and open everything else looked, a vast spread of blue before him with only a thin strip of beach between him and it, the tide high. The salt and sand stung at his eyes, not helping with his visions attempts to adjust to years of indirect mottled sunlight so spread out rather than in short spears.
Even with his disorientation he could sense the motion of someone approaching, but with how bright and bleary everything was as his eyes tried to adjust, the mare approaching him seemed to be a spirit made of the sand and water she was walking against, drawing it out of the sky and ground around her. Speechless he watched with a confused sort of awe, unsure if he should be frightened or inspired. He tilted his head and quickly tucked the basket behind his wings before looking back, unsure of what to do.
However as she neared the sun dipped briefly behind the clouds and let him blink away the water that had left him blinded. First impressions stuck with him and he smiled somewhat nervously, his expression bashful and smitten, his voice breaking slightly in his awkward attempts to sound charming, "If I had gotten in a battle with the jungle I'd be much worse for wear. It's more like it wanted to keep me within it." he met her eyes and smiled awkwardly, still unsure if she was a spirit or not, ".. I'm Miquiztli.... Did I die?"
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