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 Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:29 pm
"Hya!" The exclamation rang through the meadow, an energetic and somewhat harsh interuption of what had been peaceful silence. A few birds fluttered up out of the grass and away from the disturbance, expressions of annoyance on their face (as well as could be represented on beaks) as they looked back at the source of the disruption.
"Yeah, you fly away to where you're more wanted, little birdies; you'd only get trampled here!" With a triumphant laugh, Ladius swung away from the tree she'd been facing, her face flushed and a few of the braids about her face undone. A wide grin crossed her face and her sides heaved slightly; this was no surprise, as she had just finished a vigorous sparring match...with a tree. Not a very large tree, but one that bent enough under pressure to be a passable sparring partner. The "hya" of earlier had been yelled as she dealt the tree one final blow, and now she was able to bask in the knowledge of a job well done.
Turning away from the tree, she bent her head to wipe it against her flank. "Whew...that was a good one!" Grinning, the mare proceded to stretch out, the cricked her neck to the left and the right before blowing her braids out of the way with a loud 'whuff'. Nothing like a bit of exercise in the afternoon...it really made a mare feel alive! "But now, I need a drink!" With that, she trotted off through the grass towards the meadow's spring, her tail swishing as she walked.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 7:53 pm
Flame had felt a headache coming on throughout most of the day, and had tried every imaginable remedy his wayward pupil and slightly nutty familiar could hand him before he had left the teepee compound. Sadly, eel innards mixed with a touch of powdered newt did not cure his headache, it only made him feel increasingly uncomfortable in his nether regions.
Likewise, he had vacated the premise as soon as the violent muscle spasms had ceased, and opted to follow his instinct and keep on walking. After a time, the muscle pain ebbed and he breathed a sigh of relief, finally taking a moment to look around and orient himself.
"Hya!"
The cry rang through the forest and echoed in the stallion's sensitive ears painfully. Ears flattened, Flame turned towards the sound angrily and whinnied a sharp retort. "Dangnammit all, keep that funny business to yourself!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 8:04 pm
Good mood or not, Ladius wasn't one of those that could ignore a direct comment addressed to her...especially not when it was as blunt and rather rude as that which had just been fired at her. Still, that good mood did come in handy in terms of responding. Pausing in her trek towards the spring, she tilted her head in the direction of the angry comment...and laughed.
"Funny business is all in the eyes and ears of those involved, fella; if you can't handle the noise, then you've got no business out here." Chuckling, she resumed her walking; some Soquili were so funny in their control issues! Really, expecting the world to mute for yourself was quite the ego trip!
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 8:25 pm
Unusually cross, Flame actually shouted back.
"10 berry bushels says that not a single bird would have made a sound had I been the only one to come across this meadow." He retorted, emerging from the treeline.
"Which would mean that, but for you, there would have been peace and quuuiettt!"
Cross, was perhaps, too mild a word.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 1:46 pm
Nonplussed, Ladius kept walking; Flame might have been unnaturally cross that day, but she herself was feeling remarkably cheerful; words that normally would have raised her hackles only made her snort with laughter. "Ten berry bushels? Hell, I'd be shocked if you even had one within easy reach, sweetie, so you shouldn't be throwing around such unrealistic bets. And how would you know what the birds around here do anyway?"
As she spoke, Lady nimbly twirled about so that she was walking backwards, having heard the rustling in the trees and figured her disgruntled conversor might be the cause. In this she was not disappointed, and as Flame burst through the trees she broke into a fresh gale of laughter at his expression. Some guys were waaaaay to full of themselves!
"And if you're so keen on silence, shouldn't you be mining or something? Or better yet, sitting in a cave on a mountain top! I don't know how close any mountains are, but I bet you'd get your problem solved that way!"
Grinning, she eyed up the orange stallion as she spoke, amused at how upset he seemed to be over a trivial thing. Maybe he was one who liked picking random fights? Awfully lowbrow of him to go after mares, if that was the case, not that she wouldn't kick his a** into the next vally if he tried anything! It was the point, not the principle, after all.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 5:42 pm
Thoroughly outraged, the fiery stallion came to a halt at the meadows edge, but had fallen silent; resorting instead to "glare tactics" since his headache had been magnified to epic proportions after all the yelling.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:30 pm
Ah, the "Look". It was so funny when guys took themselves that seriously, that they thought that screwing their face up funny and narrowing their eyes would inspire fear...or whatever. Well, she could play at that game herself.
Flicking back he tail, the drak mare deliberately sauntered back across the meadow until she was standing right in front of the orange stallion. Scrutinizaing him from such a close distance, she was unafraid; in spite of the fact that he was bigger than her, she felt more than secure enough in her own abilities.
But now that she was here...
Staring blankly up into his face, she proceded to stick out her tongue...and blow a large raspberry at him. Maybe that would deter him from future glarings
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