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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 12:17 pm
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A smile brushed the face of the calm filly, her golden-red eyes blazed with an energy that seemed to ebb and flow over her very skin, coursing over each strand of hair, every feather... An excited look dawned over her face, and her wings spread outward with deliberate grace. This was her territory, the open terrain of the valley, the wide skies that seemed to have no end.... So much better than the small valley her family had chosen for a home with the rest of the Dream Walker herd. It was nice, she could not say that it wasn't. But it lacked... something. She wasn't quite sure what.
So she ventured from the valley on occasion to take to the endless blue heavens in an attempt to feel strong and free. And here she stood, her body aglow like an ember waiting to be breathed to life.
Flicking her tail, her feathered wings beat toward the ground, wind building beneath them, until her hooves barely brushed the grass. She snorted, landing once more. She lowered her horned head, and set off across the grass in an almost feverish pace, her wings flapping hard, until she leapt from the ground and into the air, her spaded tail flicking back and forth.
Her wings beat hard into the sky until a breeze whisked underneath her, pushing her further....further up into the air, holding her aloft.
A sense of calm filled her as she looked below her, the ground so far away, looking like a playset for some human child. Firesong felt larger than life, and strong.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 12:04 am
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 10:58 am
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It took Firesong off-guard when she noticed something flying toward her. Her first instinct made her heart thump heavily - the sensation of danger filling her. The next was curiosity - this creature looked much like a dragon! It had scales, and horns and looked fierce as a demon - all fire and leathery wings. He flew toward her with purpose in his wingbeats. Was he aiming to attack her? Firesong bit her lip, flapping her own wings as the stallion flew ever closer. Snorting, she flicked her forked tail, her Kalona instinct so "no" to the idea of running away. If he did attack her, she would fight back!
Then, a voice broke the silence of the air, the stallion's voice. He asked questions of her in a mellow voice that took her off-guard. She fluttered there for a moment, blinking her orange eyes as she processed the voice. It didn't quite fit what she thought it would sound like. Her ears flicked back as she built the words to reply. Why would he care? Taking a chance, the mare flapped her feathered wings, and narrowed her body to dive closer to the stallion.
As she neared him, she heard him call out his own name to her. Shinsei? An interesting name for a dragon, she thought. She could make out the details of his body now, but it took effort to flutter still enough to mesmerize herself in them. He was made of fire! Flickering around the forks of his horns was a halo of brilliant flames. Were they real? An illusion? Her questions were building in her. "Firesong..." She murmured her response, flicking her forked tail.
Kara Asumie Thank you for your patience with me! <3
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 9:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 11:06 am
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Firesong narrowed her eyes in confusion - she had never seen such a creature as the one that stood so hugely before her. "An Ulun'suti? What is that? I have honestly no knowledge of such a thing.... Where do you come from? The sun perhaps?" She asked, her voice curious, her long spaded tail flicking behind her like a feline. As he slowed, she finally caught up enough to stand next to him, and her yellow-orange, glowing eyes could not help but look up and stare in transfixed stillness at the flames that locked the tall creature's skin. Yet, he seemed un-phased. It gave her goosebumps - she had always been strangely held by flames, their swirling, beautiful, burning tongues licking the air. No one touched flames, they would be mortally burned.
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