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 Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 5:37 pm
She was wandering around aimlessly, for once; she had nothing to do, nowhere to admire herself, and no one to talk to. Alone. The word echoed in her mind like an empty fock falling down a deep cavern; its noise bounced and bounced in her head, echoing like no tomorrow.
She had been hoping, when she had flown down here to the lands from the mountains, to find a stallion who could put up with her. She had though Entreri seemed good and well, but he seemed to feel more of a best friend to her rather than someone she could love romantically.
Although she had yet to see other Wind stallions, she was hoping that, if she wandered around like she was doing now, she would hopefully happen upon a stallion truly worthy of her stature and beauty. Or maybe she was being too arrogant...
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:10 am
A thunderous clatter of hooves broke the silence of the misty morning air. With an outstretch of dew-shimmering wings, the stallion lifted from the ground. Passing through the previously still air pushed the purple mane back where the strands flapped and swayed as Wakinyan galloped through the air, his massive wings sending gusts of wind down onto the flora below him with a loud WHOOSH WHOOSH.
In his honest opinion, nothing could rival the exhilaration of an early morning flight; he loved to watch the waking world below him as peace was just beginning to break into the scurryings of daily life. Sometimes he liked to neigh loudly to disturb the peace, but today he welcomed the quiet.
Spotting something gold and white and letting his curiosity reign, the winged stallion swooped down for a landing, his hooves touching down gracefully. As Kinyan folded his wings against his back, he blinked the mist droplets from his eyelashes and tried to sneak up to get a better look at the newcomer.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 1:29 pm
She flexed her wings slightly to throw off the dew that had collected on them from her point of a standstill when she had spotted something and wanted to take a look. However, she had mostly just stayed in her spot and tried to find the object of which she had taken interest in... but could not find it.
Irritated, she sighed and turned around, eyes swooping the area at a quick glance of observance. It was always good to know one's surroundings, especially since mares like her attracted predators like bugs to light. Not that she could help it.
Flicking her tail, she turned in time to see the most delectable creature before her... a wind stallion that had definitely flew past her standards. Knowing her eyes had widened, and that suddenly her heart had begun to pound, she stared at him for a moment. Black, red, purple... a beautiful mixture and array of colors. She nearly gaped, but willed her mouth shut.
"...Hello...?" she asked, shyly, for once.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:32 pm
"Hello, I didn't mean to scare you," the stallion returned, eyeing the white and gold mare with curiosity. Tossing his head, the dark Soquili tried to shake the moisture from his long mane, wondering to himself if the mare was alright; she looked like she was in shock, and he felt a bit guilty for having snuck up on her. Having never met another winged Soquili, he had wondered if there were more. Here was a another, a mare at that; Kinyan found himself fascinated, yet he willed himself to look away politely.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:25 am
"...No, it's... it's all right," she said, unsuredly. She could tell that he was slightly concerned for her, and she felt guilty for being so shocked. Not that it could be helped... this stallion was so handsome she almost fainted.
Almost.
Taking more control of herself, she gave him a smile. "I think you mostly startled me, if anything." She eyed him a little. He was the first Wind stallioin she had met, ever; the only other one with wings she had met that was male was an alicorn, and a weird one at that. "I'm Shimshek."
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 3:39 pm
"I am called Wakinyan, the Thunderbird. It is an honor to make you acquaintance, Shimshek," the stallion replied and bowed his head in greeting. "I've never seen you around here before; Are you from the mountains?" Walking closer, Kinyan looked to the mountains before turning his gaze back to the winged mare.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:24 pm
Thunderbird? she mused, trying to hide her laughter. It was a rediculous, yet cute, name for him. "It's... a pleasure to meet you, Wakinyan," she said, feeling less she than she had before. "I'm not from around here... and yes, I do come from the mountains! How did you know that?" she asked, wondering how he knew that so quickly. It was an amazing observance, or at least, an impressive wild guess.
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