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The hat bobbed with her steps as her hair swung back and forth. Small drops of blood dribbled down her neck with the more jarring movements that she was able to keep to a minimum today. Her search so far had been quite fruitless. She had no knowledge of her parents nor of others like her who was unusual. She had met one who was a bit strange though his abnormality had been nothing compared to hers. His had been simple roots at the base of his wings. She had heard his brother was far stranger though never had she met that one. Things just hadn’t worked out that way. Pity really her quest to find another like her might have been ended there. She knew there must be others like her in the world and she was going to find them. The days of her pretending to be dead were long gone and she held her strangeness with a sense of pride though others may view her in disgust and mistrust.

Movement made her turn her head as she watched an azrein come toward her. Though there was something off about it. She cupped a large wing forward covering her blood and other parts humans and others tended to find disturbing. Lowing her head just a bit her mane covered most of her eyes. There now she was ready to speak if the other did land. She had only glanced at the flier before she took care of her own preparations so she wasn’t quite sure what to expect.

She was surprised by his abrupt manner. “Rarely do I fly.” The hat gave a small bob as she noded. “-Isabel Blackmoon.” She was busy looking this stranger over. It really was a different kind of stallion. A bird’s beak and an odd tail. “do you have trouble with others?” The question slipped out in her excitement in meeting the strange male though those who didn’t know her would just think it a very random question. She kept her wings and head tilt in place as best she could but it was hard when she wanted to move a wing so badly.

She almost started to answer but the male’s eyes glazed over for some reason. When he came back she figured she might as well show him. Her wings were feeling stiff anyway. She pulled them back and tucked them up to her sides showing the gaping wounds that were normal for her. “Most think that little drops of blood falling from above tend to cause a panic. She looked up and met his eyes with her own to best gauge his reaction to her appearance as a whole. The reactions others often had to her were both disappointing and yet on some level satisfying. They said the others saw her and didn’t’ look away until they saw it all.

The wounds hurt? Well they did sting when things got in them but hurt? She had the wounds since birth so if they did hurt she wouldn’t have noticed. “No more than usual. They just make the strong winds blowing things about.. inconvenient.” She drawled it out surprised that a stranger showed such concern though others had before she was still not used to it. She blinked surprised at the blood comment. “Does she? How interesting.” She paced slowly around the male looking him over. “I don’t hide the wounds for fear of myself. I hide them so others feel more at ease. They truly d not bother you?” She moved closer to him investigating. He was a strange one that was for certain. Most would have rushed her off to try and help her, or fled in terror. Smiling at him she nosed him in the wing. “You are a strange one.” Lifting her head back up her hat nearly fell off and she moved to balance it with a wing. That was perhaps the most useful thing she did with her wings.

She shrugged. The bloodstains in her mane were a challenge but one she was used too. She had no idea who Michiko was but she sounded interesting. “What is Michiko like?” The male clearly had no shame. He seemed ready to answer every little question and somehow she found that refreshing from those who tried to use tact around her. She offered him a smile when he commented on her wings. “Yes. It would be a shame to never use them for anything at all.” They really were useful for covering her wounds and helping to keep her hat one. She could fly thought it always felt a bit awkward, and she had to hold her hat in her teeth which bothered her. “What do you eat and how do you do so?” The question had been on the back of her mind for a while. He had a beak so it must be hard to eat grass, did he nibble on tree leaves or fruit? It was a strange thought but one she wanted to know.

That tail of his was another fascination but she decided not to ask how well he could use it to fly since she had seen him in flight at least for a moment and it gave him no trouble. She also wondered what his parents were like to spawn one such as himself.

So Michiko was psychotic until they judged one non harmful. That was … odd. Still each their own way of life. Cocking her head to the side she listened to him talk about fruit. It did make sense and in part did explain why he looked so excited talking about fruit. “I see.” She thought for a moment more before responding. “You must prefer to live near humans then. Their farms and markets are full of fruit. It can be harder to get fruit certain times on the isle depending on location after all.” With the isle always floating so high up the land was prone to storms and winds that did not always make for the most ideal growing conditions. Still life survived well enough so it wasn’t a problem. Stretching her wings back she flexed them causing a soft breeze. She hoped he enjoyed his life but knew that living to close to humans would be hard for one such as herself. Though there had been a nice human she met before perhaps she could make an effort to learn more about their strange ways.

She listened to him surprised. What good would a pie be since it needed human things to make it? As for the plains comment she snorted at that. The male clearly had a good number of things to learn. There were fruits here and there in the plains if one knew where and how to look. More than that there were root vegetables the humans liked to dig up. Those were edible and did not always grow in places humans had dominion over. “You are a very strange male.” She tilted her head and studied him for a moment in complete silence not even daring to blink wondering if she would vanish if she did. Finally a sting in her eyes forced her to blink. When the male was still there she decided to continue. “Why do you not live with humans if you can benefit more from their food stock than what you are used to in nature?”