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 Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 4:17 am
Cavin fluttered to the ground in the field and muttered something hardly legible, looking around for a long moment. He sighed and shrugged, when he found, or didn't find, what he was looking for, and dropped his beak to the earth to dig for worms. He cowled at the dirt, to move things along, and push the grass out of the way. Grass was a pain to chew with his beak, let alone the obnoxious practice of retrieving it. It was easier to eat worms and small animals, and certainly tastier, in his mind, at least.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:30 am
 Liron hummed as she strolled along, yellow eyes absently scanning her surroundings. Cam had disappeared overnight, Ca had apparently gone searching for their missing family members, and her father was on patrol, so for now she was on her own. It was both sad and relieving at the same time. The mare adored her family, but a little alone time was nice...
Her gaze eventually focused on a collection of bright color which she soon identified as an Azrien. As she drew closer, she couldn't help smiling. He was a bird Azrien--though clearly not the same as her father; this one actually had a beak, but also had a mane of hair instead of feathers. Nor did he have Liron's clawed feet. They were birds in completely different ways--or maybe together they made a full bird. The thought made the mare giggle. Though her continued musing corrected the thought--they'd almost be a bird. Birds didn't have sea anemone on their backs. Actually, normal Azrien didn't either. Apparently it was a trait carried only by her--and maybe someone up in her mother's line. Unfortunately, she couldn't just go to her mother and ask; she'd never met her.
Pulling herself from her thoughts, she trekked closer to the exotic stallion. "Hello. Do you mind if I join you?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:12 pm
Cavin looked up from his digging, his ees latching onto that lovely turquoise. His beak snapped shut, dirt and all, and he raised his head, slowly, once he realized the wriggling worm peaking out the side of his maw; breakfast, at last. His eyes narrowed, out of habit, mostly, and then, all at once, he set to hacking and coughing, to spit out the beakfull of soil he'd managed, snapping the worm up again and slurping it down. "Do what you want." He muttered, poking through the rest of the moist soil sample to see if he'd managed more worms.
Dirt was okay in small amounts, but... A whole beakful was just too much at once. His attention was drawn upward again, when he caught the wiggling strings topping the anemone Liron wore. He raised his head and stared, as though considering whether it was stalk-worthy. "... Why are you wearing worms?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:22 pm
Liron blinked and couldn't help giggling at his problem with the soil. "Sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you." Though she had to admit, she wasn't used to being able to sneak up on anyone. Ca could hear everything and their father had just as good of hearing as she did.
She was about to lower her head and nibble on the grass when he inquired about the "worms" on her back. Giggling again, she shook her head. "They aren't worms. This is a sea anemone. I don't know why I have it. It just grew there, like I assume your wings did on you." With a more calm expression she added, "I wouldn't try to bite them. You'll end up with a stunned tongue."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:44 pm
Cavin's beak tilted as he stared between her exotic visage and the... Unusual... Creepy thing on her back... And all he wanted to do was n** at the 'worms' on top of the strange crustacean-like growth. His mind then followed a different path of conversation, though. He'd feel particularly stupid fairly quickly for asking about it, though.
"But... how does your mate-... I mean... how do you-..." He fumbled with the question and only seemed to get frustrated with himself, sighing exasperatedly. "Feh! Y'know what? Forget it." He huffed, cowling at the dirt and nosing it around to dig for more worms as he tried to forget his fumble into the personal life of the other equine.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:01 pm
Liron blushed a little. "I don't have a mate. That's a good question... I have no idea." She didn't seem to bothered. Noting that he wasn't eating the grass, she watched him for a moment as he dug in the earth. After a moment, she moved closer and let her talons sink into the ground and scoop out a chunk of earth. If the strange question had bothered her, the mare didn't show it. She caught a worm between two claws, offering it to the birdlike stallion with a gentle smile.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:34 pm
His pouting interrupted, Cavin, watched Liron's paws, envious of the gift she displayed so readily... The one he'd been skipped for between his mother's breeding arrangements. He eyed the worm hungrily and considered it's keeper. "You captured it. It's yours to eat." He hissed, seeming to grow impatient as she, in his mind, teased him.
he eyed her claws, though. Such gorgeous extensions of the hoof, they reminded him of his mother's paws. Was there nothing of this mare unappealing? He glanced at the anemone and even it's food-like appearance seemed oddly beautiful, perhaps more in the 'touch it and die' factor than it's actual appearance, but he didn't bother placing or labeling it.
He humphed. "Besides, I can perform you no such graces. Grass is easy to fetch on your own."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:09 pm
"It's also mine to give," Liron replied simply. As he spoke his last comment, she flung the worm towards the stallion's open mouth with a quick flick of an ankle. She didn't look to see if the worm landed inside his mouth like it should have; she knew her aim well enough to know it did. "Grass isn't easy to fetch where I'm from," she replied before nipping on the grass. After swallowing the bite, she added, "Although there really isn't a lot of grass there..." Anything green was scarce when you lived in a desert, after all. Here in the neutral lands it was green, but to the south...
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:26 pm
Cavin's jaw snapped at the worm to make sure the thing disappeared, sucking it down before he realized he'd acted, when he shot a look at the mare. "... I take it you weren't raised on the greens of the isle, then?" He grumbled, returning to his own digging and snapping at a beetle. "I've not seen a region of ungreen that wasn't coated in sand or water..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:41 pm
"I was raised in the desert with my sisters. There's very little green there, and what is green isn't always safe to eat... We mostly ate small animals--usually desert mice and lizards." Liron blinked and smiled sheepishly when she realized that they hadn't introduced themselves. "Ah, I forgot. I'm Liron. Liron Punk."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:49 pm
Cavin humphed, his eyes narrow, and tested the shell on the beetle. "I wouldn' 'ave pe'hed you fh'r o'nifhore..." He muttered, around the bug, then snapped it's shell and downed the bug. "I suppose you're anticipating some kind of meat, then?" He grumbled. "I ain't much good with rabbits... Didn' get mom's claws in the exchange that bore me." His nose might have curled, had it not been a boney carapace of beak.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:05 pm
"In the south, most are. With the scarce sources of food, one can't afford to be picky. Though some choose to be carnivores," Liron replied to the mutter, as if it made perfect sense to her. She smiled brightly. "I'm no good with rabbits either. I have claws, but I don't have the speed to catch them. My sister Ca could catch them, though. ... Well, it was more of smacking them into rocks, but it worked..." Her adopted older sister had some crude hunting tactics, but they worked. "I was always best with lizards. The mice always slipped through my claws when I tried to catch them..." Leaning her head down again, she continued. "But I'll eat almost anything edible." She nibbled on the grass again, not having a problem with the vegetation. If was different, but it wasn't bad.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:47 pm
Cavin grinned. "I've the speed, but not the grip... I often crush them before I get a chance to consume, makes it harder to eat them..." He hummed, thinking. "And now, I've an idea." His grin grew broader and more wicked. "I will chase and torment the hairy beasts your way, and you can catch them... Meat for us both."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:51 pm
Liron's smile grew brighter. "That sounds like a wonderful plan. Um..." What was his name? She needed to be able to call him something.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 12:11 am
Cavin stared at the feathered beast for a long moment, as though she had an anemone on her back. Well, she did, and the worms WERE tantalizing things. He shook his head slowly, though. "The name's Cavin." He muttered, turning towards the forest and flicking his ears to life to listen for the sounds of their prey.
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