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 Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:38 am
Unlike most of her usual uneventful, and dully lived days, this one wasn't very pleasant at all... The entirety of the morning and afternoon had been filled with a heavy storm that came with unrelenting rainfall and roaring clouds. The only plausible shelter found was to take refuge in the dense forest she frequented constantly. Many tree's snapped off branches from the vicious whipping wind, making them slap against her painted hide, and tear at a few area's. She endured though, residing under a tree with a higher built canopy that didn't have drooping branches.
As the storm began to slowly subside, and she came out from hiding.. so did other creatures of the woods. Wolves. They'd been caught in the storm while taking a hunt, and were even more hungry with it no longer in the way... Nyreen just so happened to be an easy an available target, causing the pack to pursue her relentlessly. She ran for what seemed like hours from the growling canines, managing to lose them in the forest, and out into an open plain. With the rain, her scent was easily washed away, thus tracking almost impossible. She continued to run though, until reaching another nearby forest on the opposing side of the one prior. But she was exhausted... out of breath, and energy, the mare slowed to a tired trot, as she just barely stepped into the treeline.. and lowered onto her stomach to rest her legs. Mane plastered to her neck, pelt dripping, she leaned against a tree beside her, blue eyes easing closed as her rapid heart took its sweet time to calm.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:44 am
 Flying in a storm used to be impossible - but impossible was Falconwing's favorite word because overcoming that sort of obstacle meant a lot of ego stroking afterwards. And what was this guy without his ego?
Still, this particular storm had been windy enough to make him reconsider after a period of flight, so when the clouds were finally dispersing he shook his mane and took to flight once more. All manner of creatures were out now with the same intent of getting out of their cramped holes, and Falcon took to watching their movements form above with amusement. Wolf pack on the prowl, huh? Well wait a second . . . They had been following what looked like another soquili! But the mare was doing a fine job evading her pursuers, so he simply watched and followed her until the wolves had finally lost her scent and began mounting a search for new prey.
As she laid down to catch her breath, the stallion alighted to the ground yards away, grinning. "Not bad~" he said, wings shifting closed. "I would've turned and stopped them personally since, well, that would have been my cue to come rescue you. But you're a pretty good running away-er, so points for that."-musicaloner7 oh god i am so so sorry this took so long OTL
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 11:22 pm
Nyreen focused on the dripping of rain droplets in the forest that she was now in, using it as a source of calming, as her racing heart took its time to relax. There was light shuffling, but only that of squirrels and other small forest critters that were skittering off to more dry area's, or seeking out shelter from their slightly flooded homes for a well needed grooming. All was starting to go back to normal until... she heard a disturbance in the air. Her reaction was delayed, due to how long the sound of wings took to reach her, eyes flipping open, and darting over towards-- a stallion!
Her reaction was almost instant upon spotting him, eyes wide with growing fear, legs quickly moving to push herself up from such a restful state. She quickly backed up, faltering only slightly from how tired she was, but gained some more space between the two of them, herself closer to the thickening forest now. She stared at him... ears pinning back nervously, as if waiting for.. something. His words reached her, but... she hardly could really react to them properly. Socializing after all wasn't really her strong point... but her eyes did unlock from staring so intently at the male, and jerked over to the ground at her side, fighting the urge to lay again. Would have stopped them..? that was hard to believe... What reason did this stranger have to help her? And in a gesture that made her not totally unresponsive, she gave the subtlest of nods...
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 10:09 am
Silence might have bothered him normally (obviously she should have been more vocal about her would-be hero and his generous compliment), but the gesture of agreement only fueled his chatty nature. Well that and she seemed more frightened than adoring, which wasn't what he was going for today.
"Oy, no need to be nervous, lady," Falconwing told her with a flick of his tail. "I'm a good guy! See these things?" He lifted a foreleg to show her the bracer. "Only heroes in training get to wear them. Found them in a treasure chest with my family, y'know."
Then he paused and pouted. "Wait, did you think I was a bad guy just 'cuz I was all dark colored? That's racist. I think. Alignmentist? Bah. So what're you doing out here getting chased by wolves anyway?"
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