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Hok'ee stood over the rivers edge, frustrated by the rippling waters. He wanted to look at his reflection, but not a stirred version. He sighed and then straightened himself up. He knew he was magnificent regardless and walked away from the river in a high step. He nodded his head a bit as he walked, so his hair would almost bounce with life.
Cyan eyes peered at the form of the stallion who pawed at the water. She blinked once, ears perking forward before relaxing in a sort of loopy manner. "Enjoying your reflection?" A soft breeze spoke from behind Hok'ee as Rikka emerged. Her snowy pelt glimmered in the sunlight, allowing the white of the snow to reflect as it did in the winter.
Hok'ee turned with grace towards the mare's soft voice. He threw his head up and let out a deep whinny. "Hello!" he said as his eyes fell upon her. He looked her over with delight and then smiled. He then puffed out his chest, took a couple of steps in place, and prepared for her to gaze upon him.
As the stallion puffed his chest, Rikka took a step back. Aww he didn't answer her question! That was sad. "Hiya," Rika chirped, shifting her wings a bit before glancing past him, and into the river. "Did you see yourself? Reflections are such amazing things, are they not?" The mare asked, stepping past the darker male, and gazing at hers.
He stepped back to the rivers side. He had indeed not answered her quesion the first time. He had been to overwhelmingly concerned with her first impression of his looks. He listened to her speak and then followed her to the rivers edge. "Yes, reflections remind one of ones beauty. I prefere a calm glance into a still water over this river though." He glanced in and watched as the waters rippled over his reflection. He then looked over and unnoticingly began to stare at hers.
"What's the fun in looking in a still water, when one that ripples gives you a lesson in looking hard for one's beauty." The mare smiled, finally letting her cyan gaze rest on the stallion. "Though, I must admit, looks are not everything a soquili has to offer, right?" The snowbird smirked slightly. She hadn't fallen for Intrepid's looks, more or so his...stallion charm? She was a sucker for that.
Hok'ee shook his head as her voice resounded through his ears, and he realized he was staring at her reflection. He glanced back at his reflection and then looked up towards her cool face. "Yes, to look deeper for ones beauty is something that for some, is a short distance." He beamed, almost glowing from ear to ear. He truly was satisfied with his self. He then smiled at locked her gaze. "You yourself, shouldn't have to look that far. You are after all, quite beautiful" Even though he was a little pompous, and full of self-esteem, he knew how to admire others beauty too.
If equines could blush, a tinge of red would be floating up towards Rikka's cheeks at the moment. "Thank you," She murmured quietly, as if embarrased to even admit what he said was true. That one fateful night, Intrepid had murmured it into her ear, and she had fallen for him. But now, it seemed the same actions were falling from teh wind soquili's form, even if they were not intentional.
"I'm Rikka," She introduced, regaining her composures slightly. "May I inquire to what your name might be?"
He lowered his head in a bow. "Hello Rikka, the pleasure is mine. And yes, you may ask my name." He puffed out his chest and taking in a deep breath, preparing to say his name. "I am Hok'ee." he proclaimed to her. He had interacted with others before, but she truly caught his eye. He tried to think as to why he found her so pretty.
"Hok'ee...Lovely." She crooned. "Sounds sort of foriegn, like of a human tribe or something like that. I'm from the mountains, where I dwelled there since I was a small child. Would you like to go on a walk with me?" Standing here was a bit boring; however, when they walked, they could see sceanery that changed over time!
"I know of this area which is really beautiful come aroudn this time. Ever been to a waterfall?" She hadn't an idea how long it'd take to get to the landmark, seeing as she sually flew, but she was up for a walk. After all, she envied those who didn't have the extra limbs on their backs.
"A walk would be wonderful. Unfortunetly, I don't know where I am from myself. The name means.. abandonment." For once his high vanity, dissapated. How could one who didn't know where they had come from be proud of such a subject.. He of course wasn't ashamed, that wasn't it at all. It was just a small void. He whiped his mane to the side, and regained his stance. "A water-fall you say? That should prove very interesting." he changed the subject, and nodded his head in front of him. "Kindly lead the way."
"Where you are from isn't necessary information, as long you know where you plan to stay." When Rikka spoke like this, she sounded wise and not naive. However, soon the game of twenty questions would start,s eeing as it usually did. "Abandonment? Would it correspond with your past somehow?" She didn't mean for the question to sound rude (if anything, she like hearing about other's pasts.) As they walked, she continued. "I don't know what mine means, I'm just content it's a name to fully figure out who I am." the snowbird grinned.
"It's just beyond this path here. Intrepid showed it to me some months ago." She didn't elaborate who Intrepid was. For all Hok'ee could figure out, it was a friend and just that. And to Rikka, that's who he was.
He picked up his feet, and walked proudly by her side. As he did he grazed one of her wings ever so softly. "Oh! I'm sorry." he stated as he gazed upon them in wonderment. He had thoughts of how magnificent she would look in flight. He came back to the subject, but only for a brief moment. "I don't know much at all of my past, but I know that tommorow is my destiny. I don't look back."
Rikka seemed unphased. "Oh?" She glanced back at him, noticing he was staring at her wings. "They're nothing special," She began, expanding the feathery limbs to show him. "I'd give anything for them to be off my back." Wings were a burdin, the way she spoke of them. What was the use of flying when half your family belonged to the ground class? Or racing when you knew the wind would delay your speed ever so much to cause you to lose?
"You speak like no one I have ever heard of before," The snowbird commented. She liked when other spoke their mind, and sounded truthful about it.
Hok'ee froze in his tracks for but a moment, slightly turned on by the flexing of her wings. He then shoke it off and regained his cool. "You say such things, yet if you had no wings, you'd admire them as I do. It's natural, you always want what you can't have." He walked in silence a few paces, then added "You like the way I speak, you say?". He mostly paid mind to his looks, and hadn't given much thought to the way he spoke.
Cyan eyes peered at the form of the stallion who pawed at the water. She blinked once, ears perking forward before relaxing in a sort of loopy manner. "Enjoying your reflection?" A soft breeze spoke from behind Hok'ee as Rikka emerged. Her snowy pelt glimmered in the sunlight, allowing the white of the snow to reflect as it did in the winter.
Hok'ee turned with grace towards the mare's soft voice. He threw his head up and let out a deep whinny. "Hello!" he said as his eyes fell upon her. He looked her over with delight and then smiled. He then puffed out his chest, took a couple of steps in place, and prepared for her to gaze upon him.
As the stallion puffed his chest, Rikka took a step back. Aww he didn't answer her question! That was sad. "Hiya," Rika chirped, shifting her wings a bit before glancing past him, and into the river. "Did you see yourself? Reflections are such amazing things, are they not?" The mare asked, stepping past the darker male, and gazing at hers.
He stepped back to the rivers side. He had indeed not answered her quesion the first time. He had been to overwhelmingly concerned with her first impression of his looks. He listened to her speak and then followed her to the rivers edge. "Yes, reflections remind one of ones beauty. I prefere a calm glance into a still water over this river though." He glanced in and watched as the waters rippled over his reflection. He then looked over and unnoticingly began to stare at hers.
"What's the fun in looking in a still water, when one that ripples gives you a lesson in looking hard for one's beauty." The mare smiled, finally letting her cyan gaze rest on the stallion. "Though, I must admit, looks are not everything a soquili has to offer, right?" The snowbird smirked slightly. She hadn't fallen for Intrepid's looks, more or so his...stallion charm? She was a sucker for that.
Hok'ee shook his head as her voice resounded through his ears, and he realized he was staring at her reflection. He glanced back at his reflection and then looked up towards her cool face. "Yes, to look deeper for ones beauty is something that for some, is a short distance." He beamed, almost glowing from ear to ear. He truly was satisfied with his self. He then smiled at locked her gaze. "You yourself, shouldn't have to look that far. You are after all, quite beautiful" Even though he was a little pompous, and full of self-esteem, he knew how to admire others beauty too.
If equines could blush, a tinge of red would be floating up towards Rikka's cheeks at the moment. "Thank you," She murmured quietly, as if embarrased to even admit what he said was true. That one fateful night, Intrepid had murmured it into her ear, and she had fallen for him. But now, it seemed the same actions were falling from teh wind soquili's form, even if they were not intentional.
"I'm Rikka," She introduced, regaining her composures slightly. "May I inquire to what your name might be?"
He lowered his head in a bow. "Hello Rikka, the pleasure is mine. And yes, you may ask my name." He puffed out his chest and taking in a deep breath, preparing to say his name. "I am Hok'ee." he proclaimed to her. He had interacted with others before, but she truly caught his eye. He tried to think as to why he found her so pretty.
"Hok'ee...Lovely." She crooned. "Sounds sort of foriegn, like of a human tribe or something like that. I'm from the mountains, where I dwelled there since I was a small child. Would you like to go on a walk with me?" Standing here was a bit boring; however, when they walked, they could see sceanery that changed over time!
"I know of this area which is really beautiful come aroudn this time. Ever been to a waterfall?" She hadn't an idea how long it'd take to get to the landmark, seeing as she sually flew, but she was up for a walk. After all, she envied those who didn't have the extra limbs on their backs.
"A walk would be wonderful. Unfortunetly, I don't know where I am from myself. The name means.. abandonment." For once his high vanity, dissapated. How could one who didn't know where they had come from be proud of such a subject.. He of course wasn't ashamed, that wasn't it at all. It was just a small void. He whiped his mane to the side, and regained his stance. "A water-fall you say? That should prove very interesting." he changed the subject, and nodded his head in front of him. "Kindly lead the way."
"Where you are from isn't necessary information, as long you know where you plan to stay." When Rikka spoke like this, she sounded wise and not naive. However, soon the game of twenty questions would start,s eeing as it usually did. "Abandonment? Would it correspond with your past somehow?" She didn't mean for the question to sound rude (if anything, she like hearing about other's pasts.) As they walked, she continued. "I don't know what mine means, I'm just content it's a name to fully figure out who I am." the snowbird grinned.
"It's just beyond this path here. Intrepid showed it to me some months ago." She didn't elaborate who Intrepid was. For all Hok'ee could figure out, it was a friend and just that. And to Rikka, that's who he was.
He picked up his feet, and walked proudly by her side. As he did he grazed one of her wings ever so softly. "Oh! I'm sorry." he stated as he gazed upon them in wonderment. He had thoughts of how magnificent she would look in flight. He came back to the subject, but only for a brief moment. "I don't know much at all of my past, but I know that tommorow is my destiny. I don't look back."
Rikka seemed unphased. "Oh?" She glanced back at him, noticing he was staring at her wings. "They're nothing special," She began, expanding the feathery limbs to show him. "I'd give anything for them to be off my back." Wings were a burdin, the way she spoke of them. What was the use of flying when half your family belonged to the ground class? Or racing when you knew the wind would delay your speed ever so much to cause you to lose?
"You speak like no one I have ever heard of before," The snowbird commented. She liked when other spoke their mind, and sounded truthful about it.
Hok'ee froze in his tracks for but a moment, slightly turned on by the flexing of her wings. He then shoke it off and regained his cool. "You say such things, yet if you had no wings, you'd admire them as I do. It's natural, you always want what you can't have." He walked in silence a few paces, then added "You like the way I speak, you say?". He mostly paid mind to his looks, and hadn't given much thought to the way he spoke.
