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The skyies where clear and the silver moonlight rained across his body like the caress of a lover. He couldnt help but smile, this was the first time he had been able to take to the skies in weeks! Though his wing was sore it felt good to strech it. His mighty wings flexed and he ignored the pain for the most part, his silver hooves prancing through a cloud. He would have to land soon or risk not being able to fly for any longer. His heart was willed with sarrow over that fact as his wing began to ache even more and he began to make his decent towards mother earth.
Sgina walked alone accompanied only by the sounds of the night.
Alone at last, tonight was about her and what she wanted to do. She had been spending far to much time with her adobted father Rahu and was ready to revert slightly back to her old ways. The night was a nice one, no clouds in the sky so that starlight twinkled upon the grasses around her feet. Sgina was normaly mean and very anti-social, but because of trails with her familiy and spending time with Rahu. She felt very soft mannered and almost in a good mood. She was enjoying the comming cold season and was loosing herself in thought untill a shadow passed over her. She looked up and saw a wind soquilli with chains hanging from him. She tilted her head and watched in curiousity still not able to fly herself.
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Vudeux's silver hooves flashed as he touched the ground. He landed with a running trot and slowed himself down until finally he came to the crest of a bluff. He smiled as he inhaled the cold breeze, autum was in full swing and he could taste the change of season in the air.
His dark tail lightly flicked behind him as his ears swvilved to catch the approch of another. The stallion lightly bristled as he had not seen anyone on the ground, but his wing hurt to much to take to the skies again too soon. He would have to grit and bare this meeting.
Turning his pale purple eyes landed on the pale form of Sgnia, a fellow child of the skies. His mood lightly lifted when he saw she had wings, though he grew bitter after that moments elation. He hadnt met any other like him yet sine he had ventured to this place, Better not show he was wounded or she would likely make fun of him for not being able to fly very high or for very long.
Clearning his throat Vudeux nodded to her. "Good evening." he said gruffly, his tenor voice dancing on the wind as he spoke. He didnt know what else to say, such was a penalty of living in solitude. His converstation skills where sorely stunted.
Sgina's tail flicked at his voice it was somewhat pleasant though she had looked fowards to the silence of being alone. To get a closer look at him Sgina walked abit closer though still beautiful Sgina was big for a mare. Her mucles were showing do to training herself to fight thoses whom laughed at her as she was a foal. Sgina looked him over abit curious how she could have been all over the place and yet this was her first time seeing this wind. He must spend all his time in the clouds is what she thought and she envied him for this fact.
Sgina didnt know what to say other then repeating what he had said. Though lacking in social graces she decided to start with a question.
"Greetings.........Why do you have chains and feathers all over you?"
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Vudeux sighed as it seemed the questions had already started. Maybe it would have been best for him to keep on traveling, or have walked from the bluff into the forest. Still he had a feeling that would have only delayed the meeting.
The stallion lightly stiffened at her question, and grimmaced as his sore wing felxed. "Its a long story." he said, his cool eyes watching her intently. "one I would rather not discuss with a stranger." he finished point blankly. His tail again flicking. He ment her no ill will, but he was not on the habit of telling his life story to those he he had just met.
He looked at his wings, was that what she ment by feathers all over him. He quirked a brow as he looked at her. "I suppose I have feathers all over me for the same reason you do."
Sgina snorted and flicked her tail getting alittle pissy about his reply and yet it reminded her of her adobted father Rahu.
"Fine, my name is Sgina will you tell me now?" Sgina gave an odd smirk she liked pissing soquilli off and the fact the stallion reminded her of Rahu just made her feel like pissing him of more.
Sgina looked at her wings at the mention of the feathers she fluttered them slightly. Her wings didnt work so she sometimes forgot they were there.
"Uh yeah right wings......" Sgina laughed in an odd manner giving her wings an odd look before looking at his wings feeling abit jealious that his worked.
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Vudeux looked at her and nodded with a light chuckle. "So is Sgina." he said with a shrug of his shoulders. So his name was odd...he liked his name.
"Yes, pale two leggers. From what I understand they came here from a distant place...they are not like the brown ones, the ones that are normally here. You would know one when you see one. Its like the differance in color between your fur and mine."
"I would show you....but I am wounded myself." he said, quite surpsied he was telling her this much. "I um... cant stay in the sky very long for risk of wounding it again. I...broke my wing and its just begining to heal. However I can tell you that it is the most free feeling in the world...and I would trade nothing for it."
"I named myself that, it means bad spirit." She thought nothing of what she said being mean she liked his name. She thought about white two leggers and shook her head wanting to get rid of all two leggers once and for all and yet these humans had dared chained this stallion she was interested in this story now.
"How did you get away?" Sgina asked looking quite interested in him now.
"Oh well dont stress out your wing, Id kill to beable to fly you should risk messing it up again and just walk for a while." Wait why did she care if he could fly or not. If anything she should want him to have to suffer being flightless and yet she wished no such thing on him.
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Vudeux nodded a bit and flashed a small smile at her. "I suppose... It was a bit of luck... I pulled so hard I was able to free myself and get away, But I am left with these damned things on me and no way to get them off." he sighed a bit and nodded.
"Im sure that you'll be able to fly. putting the wing back in the right socket was a good step, but the tendons are probably still streched, Do you have an ache in your wing at all?" he asked her, if not her wing was probably healed enough to get her in the air.
"Im sure that you'll be able to fly. putting the wing back in the right socket was a good step, but the tendons are probably still streched, Do you have an ache in your wing at all?" he asked her, if not her wing was probably healed enough to get her in the air.
"You most be strong to have done that." Sgina imagened Vudeux pulling himself out of the chains and suddenly felt strange. It seemed Sgina was atracted to strong stallions, but of course she had no idea that was what she was feeling. Even if she did she would never admit it.
"What would you do if you ever saw thoses pale faces again?
"No it feels fine it used to hurt, but not anymore." Sgina said tilting her head abit in question. She wondered why he cared rather her wing hurt or not. She walked closer and looked over the chains almost wanting to bite at them to see how hard they were.
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Vudeux nodded his head, a little flattered at the tone of her voice as she mentioned how strong he must have been. He fought back a pleased smile and cleared his throat. "Maybe." he said humbly, with a light shrug of his shoulders.
She mentioned seeing the pale faces again, and his heart turned to hatrid. His eyes narrowed lightly and seemed to gleem by the light of the silver moon. "Such...words are not fit for a ladies ears.. Only know that if it where in my power they would plauge this land no more." he said, his tennor voice filled with malce at what the two leggers had done to him. "They enslave our people, I will not be made a slave." he said at length before shaking his head and trying to quite the demons of his past.
His expression softened as the talk turned to her wind once more. "if it doesnt hurt then that means your muscles are strong, You will be flying in no time." he said with a slight nod of his head.
Sgina's eyes got abit dreamy as he called her a lady and his words made her wings flutter abit. He spoke of ridding the land of two leggers one of her dreams for the future. His voice was strong as he looked and his eyes glinted by the light of the moon. Sgina was slightly frightened by her feelings and was starting to realize what they were.
"I wish to rid this world of two-leggers to, but only for the pure fact that I hate them. You seem to hold such a dark hatred for them in your heart. Its refreshing to meet a stallion that shares simular views to mine. Dont hide your true words from me such things are a delight to my ears. " Her voice was soft and almost sweet, she couldnt beleave she was acting this way but it felt right.
"You really think Ill be able to fly....well even if it is better I still dont know how."
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Vudeux looked at her, and lightly tilted his head. His wind swept locks falling over his strong ebony neck. "If you are sure..." he said softly, normally he wouldnt safe such a personal longing of his own with a stranger, but by her words she seemed to share the same veiw. Though why a mare such as her would wish them all gone was utterly astounding, after all she bore no trappings or strange devices to show that she had been hurt by one.
"The native ones to this land are for the most part nice I have noticed. As much as it pains me to say this, one of them helped me not to long ago with my wing. Without her I probably would have beld to death or my wing would have been to mangled to use ever again. I fear However that she is minority in a sea of thriving evil. The Pale faced ones...they enshare our kind and put devices on their heads and backs and are made to carry the two leggers around. Like I said, I will not be a slave. I was placed in chains because they deamed me too dangerous to try and tame, they where going to break my spirit and keep me chained to the ground as a prize. " He snorted angerily. "I would rather die."
He huffed as his silver hooves lightly pawed at the ground, he was angery, the subject of two leggers always brought up such feelings inside of him. He had felt sick to his stomach when he had to have the mare two legger help him. But the subject of her wings once again immurged and he met her gaze again with a softer look. "All you need is a little practice... I'm certain you will learn how and quickly. You seem like a smart mare after all, you have your wits about you."
