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 Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 4:47 pm
  Moir's black eyes were half open as she lay in the meadow, long strands of grass clinging to her coat as she lay; the rain sprinkling down over the land. The mare had been laying there for quite some time; her coat now soaked and her form shivering. Moir felt nothing of the cold that ran through her body however; she rarely felt emotion, other than the buried hatred she felt towards most things. She shook her head a tad; causing rain to flick off the strands of her short mane. The gentle sound of the rain falling onto the ground was the only sound the mare heard; her mind wandering aimlessly. She shifted her body slightly, tilting it to the opposite side of which she had been laying on; her black and pale purple tipped, white wings rustling gently at her sides. A shallow wheezing sound escaped her form briefly, then once again the only sound that could be heard was that of the rain.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 5:15 pm
Like other feathered birds, the onpouring rain put a damper on alicorns as well. The wetness irritated the feathers, slowly rendering them with each carefully placed drop, useless. The indian red tinted alicorn attempted to thwart the rain's plan, though she wasn't getting much satisfaction out of it. She had left her winged companion somewhere back on the ground -- her hawk friend was too wise to soar against the sky in this hour. A small flame of regret had lingered in the mare, but she vanquished all hesitant thoughts as she spotted a shimmering form down below. A diamond in the rough... she thought.
It was about time she had gotten down from the sky. Rain soaked her body like a sponge underneath the ocean's waves. Her landing was stiff, and she shook ever-so-slightly due to the cold wind brushing against her pelt. The sky was dark, and the grass was darker. Her light golden hooves trodded heavily on the land, the weight of the raindrops pushing her downwards. They were not so light anymore, as the dark air obscured them.
The mare peered intently through the grass--where was that shimmer she had seen earlier?
"I don't like this rain..." she mumbled to herself, blaming her dulled perceptions of vision and scent on the rain. She immediately gave a burst of gust with her wings, shaking the water off of them momentarily.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:44 pm
The rain continued to pour, beating down upon the land cold drops that descended from the pure gray sky overhead. Moir's ears tilted backward upon her head as a dull thump of a sound registered briefly in her mind against the constant rain. She wondered momentarily where the sound had come from; no other sound had disturbed her thus far. She felt an odd temptation to scan the meadow with her dark eyes for a source from which the sound had come. Yet the surrounding land was black; the sun long ago having disappeared as night fell upon the land. Moir doubted she would be able to see anything as it were so she decided it would be a waste to tilt her head this way or that in hope of glimpsing something rather. A faint string of mumbled words drifted to the mare's ears, as well as the rustling sound of a pair of feathery wings; causing Moir's black eyes to narrow. Moir felt slightly agitated; partially at herself for being slightly curious by the sounds and also at whatever the sounds that had bothered her peace had come from. She felt the sounds should not bother her, nor create curiosity, nor stir up any other form of emotion within her. A wheezing sound escaped Moir's form once again as she lay in the grass. A ray of light managed to shine down from moon somewhere from beyond the sea of clouds and the ray caught something at just the right angle, producing a quick glimmer upon a shiny object which reflected in the corner of Moir's eyes. She recognized the sparkle as one created when the moon light catches a creature's horn at a perfect angle. So... Moir thought, A creature with wings has landed upon the ground through the rain and it bares a horn. Before thinking these thoughts it had already occurred to her that another alicorn was near by in the meadow. Moir felt an odd emotion run through her body; one she did not recollect as having had before. It was a strange feeling of wonder and intrigue. Alicorns like herself were rare, or at least presumably they would be; it obviously would be unnatural for a soquili to bare wings and a horn no less. Perhaps this alicorn was similar to Moir; she grimaced at the thought, highly doubting it. No emotion shown over Moir's appearance as thoughts churned through her head. Suddenly the mare was overwhelmed; she needed to pause things, too many notions were rocketing about and she was becoming frustrated. Her eye lids shut; her sight and thoughts fading into a black abyss. Better. Moir thought resentfully. She shook her head and slightly opened her eyes half way once again. If she was to meet another alicorn she would go from the time of the meeting and perhaps allow thoughts to seep into her mind at a leisurely pace. Instantly Moir cleared her head of all thoughts; returning to the calm exterior and interior ideals she had borne before hearing any unordinary noises. The light sprinkling of rain upon the damp earth was the only sound once again the mare heard.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 11:31 pm
The mare lowered her head, squinting her eyes in a useless attempt to make something out of the deep darkness and the heavy mist of rain. She thought she had heard movement, but she couldn't see anything through the veil that the unfortunate weather had thrown over the landscape. She paused, trying to call out, but her voice was swallowed by the drumming of the rain. The horse huffed, irritated, and flapped her wings against the constant onslaught of water and wind, repositioning them as tightly as she could on her back.
She continued onwards to pace forward in the general direction of the shimmer she had sighted earlier, swinging her head back and forth in search of anything suspicious. Unable to help becoming more frustrated as the wind beat at her teasingly, impatient thoughts raced through her head, I swear it was around here... It couldn't have been my imagination... What sort of being would be out in this sort of weather anyway? Honestly... I can't even hear my own footsteps in this weather...
She trailed closer and closer, as if an invisible force were leading her forward toward the other mare. She called out again, this time louder, annoyance evident in her tone, "Hello? Is anybody there?"
As if on cue, her forehoof slipped on a stray and wet rock, sending her stumbling forward into the silent figure with a squeal.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:48 am
Moir heard a voice through the onslaught of pouring rain. It questioned if someone was there... I'm right here; what could you possibly want from me? Moir wondered; squinting her black eyes in annoyance. The next thing the mare knew was that something fell into her side. ... That hurt. Moir shook her head back and forth furiously; hoping if she shook her head enough she would no longer feel the pain pulsing through her side perhaps. A wheezing sound escaped Moir's lips before she spoke coolly. "Do you mind?" The mare gradually stood; and ambled forward a few paces before half turning around to stare at the soquili on the ground. "I'll assume you didn't purposely stumble into me; but you really should pay more attention to where you are going." Moir's voice was indifferent yet affirmative. The mare's words were muffled by the rain and the thunder rolling about in the sky. Black eyes gazed up into the darkness of the sky; rain falling upon her face as she stared into blackness. Moir's eyes fell back upon the creature on the ground. She felt a pang of guilt for being so upfront; perhaps the other soquili was hurt from their fall. A frown appeared on Moir's features; she generally wasn't one to act like she cared. Sighing, Moir inquired, "You're not hurt are you?" The mare pondered a moment before another frown formed on her face. "What are you doing outside in this weather?" She mumbled; curiosity forcing the question from her lips.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:50 pm
Light violet eyes gazed at the mare before her, attempting to concentrate with her head spinning from the fall. "Do I..." she gasped out in an endeavor to mimick the figure. As soon as her head became clearer, she carefully surveyed the now-visible mare. She was...
"Alicorn," she said in wonderment while the other mare continued to talk. The other mare's words did not seep in until her belief that the form before her was an alicorn did. "I--I apologize," she murmered, still on the ground, "It's impossible to see anything with this... Rain..." As she spoke, the soquili rose shakily from the ground, her expression changing from dazed to sheepish. "I'm fine, thank you. You're okay too, right?" She squinted at the other, trying to make out any signs of an injury.
She stifled a sudden chuckle at the next question, dissolving into coughs in an attempt to cover up, a lopsided grin forming on her face, doing little to help the obvious lie, "I'm... I'm just out ah... Enjoying the weather! Because... I like rain. A lot." The mare paused, before trying to redirect the line of conversation, "What about you? I understand this isn't exactly the best weather to be lying around in."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 12:58 pm
Moir frowned in annoyance. "You should." The mare restrained the urge to roll her eyes. 'Do I.' A wheezing sounded followed by a snort escaped the mare. Moir frowned again slightly but shook her head. "Apology accepted... And yes I suppose that is true. It would have been hard to see me." Black eyes once again stared up into the dark sky; white specs of rain falling quickly and endless down in the night. "I'm alright; my side just hurt upon the collision. It's nothing I'm sure." As Moir stood upon her four hooves her body rocked back and forth a tad; testing that no part of her body hurt too much to the point she would not be able to walk or fly. The mare raised an eyebrow at the other mare as she grinned oddly. "Enjoying the weather..." She mumbled and felt like scoffing but caught herself before she could. "If you say so." Once again Moir had to suppress the urge to roll her eyes. "What you need to understand is that I was lying in the rain alone and being perfectly content in my solitude before it was disturbed by someone falling into me." Moir countered the mare. The mare turned around and attempted to scan the land; everything was black and wet however so the attempt was rather fruitless. "Rain is nice..." She mumbled lightly; doubting the other mare would be able to hear her through the rain.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 4:24 pm
With head dipping low slightly out of guilt, the mare whispered an inaudible sigh, "Sorry again. Had I known the terrain on this land well beforehand, I would have prevented myself from colliding into a gem such as yourself." She had to restrain a snort at her own last comment. The brown alicorn did feel apologetic towards the other, but there seemed to be something impervious about the stranger that made her vivacious.
She took a few steps so that she was in front of the other mare. Her head tilted upwards and she said in a lofty manner, "Rain is nice, you say; if so, what seems to have you down in this weather?" She shook her head so as to get some moisture off of her head as she continued, "Must be lovely sitting in the rain by your lonesome until someone bumps into you." She coughed at her joke, eyes averting the gaze of the other mare before she felt well enough to speak again. "I'm Thera..." she concluded offhandedly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 4:42 pm
Moir's black eyes narrowed at the mare's sarcasm. "I admit that I am no gem; yet I am not as clumsy as yourself at least." The mare mumbled; a seething tone escaping her lips. Moir's black eyes fell upon the brown alicorn as she moved in front of her. "Down?" Moir repeated. "I am standing; aren't I?" The mare's brow furrowed in confusion. "I am most certainly not feeling 'down' or 'blue' or however you would put it. What I feel is nothing and if I did feel anything it would be none of your concern I assure you. And it was lovely; however that was loveliness was ruined when someone bumped into me indeed." Moir was beginning to grow agitated by the other mare. "Moir." She countered. Thera... Moir repeated to herself. The name had some sort of... pleasing sound to it or something.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 5:05 pm
A brow raised in slight amusement and irritation to the offense. "Perhaps," Thera said hesitantly, "Perhaps. Whatever you say, and if taken in the literal sense, you do of course feel the rain on your wings, your horn tip, and your pale body." She shifted her weight and sniffed once before continuing again, "And it is my concern as you are most immediate to my vicinity, and, without need to say, I ruined your lovely moment with the rain." Another sniff came as her body shivered. Was the rain giving her a cold, now...?
"Good to meet you, Moir," Thera replied, her head turning to the side as she repeated the name in her head. And somehow, she felt a foreshadowing that the name would come more often in the future, but... She shivered again.
"Moir, would you enjoy seeking shelter from the rain?" She looked at the other alicorn again. Moir couldn't possibly have found pleasure in sitting in the rain by herself. "I'll be much obliged if you'd accompany me. My hawk companion is not with me, and, well..." she pawed the ground with her right hoof anxiously as she continued, "I haven't seen... ones such as yourself or I in such a long time." An honest smile expressed itself as she awaited her response.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:50 pm
Moir's expression would not relinquish the frown and her eyes were filled with a cold glare. "I suppose I'll say the same to you." Her head was held high and her tone was bitter. Moir couldn't help but as to think the other lacked intelligence upon her question. If she had wanted to seek shelter from the rain, she would have done so as opposed to lying beneath it. A harsh wheezing cough escaped the mare. "Only since you seem to desire my presence will I join you." Her voice remained cold; no smile appeared on her face as it had the others. Moir had never met another such as they're selves before; yet she chose not to relay this information to Thera. The mare waited; and when the other fell silent Moir raised an eyebrow at her. "Did you have any place in mind as to where it would be convenient to take shelter?" If the mare was unable to make any suggestions Moir had already thought of one. The mare's black eyes studied Thera curiously; noticing the odd markings upon her brown fur and their coloring. She tilted her head slightly before her eyes averted from the mare and she tried to make out the silhouette of the mountain through the rain.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 7:21 pm
Thera started to chuckle lightly at Moir's cold disposition, attempting to keep that humor to herself for now. If she had her way with Moir, that would change soon enough.
"Of course, why wouldn't I desire company otherwise? I am much obliged... Thank you."
Thera's eyes followed Moir's own and she pretended to not make notice of her inspection. She then, still following Moir, looked towards the mountains shrouded in mist, realizing that she may as well accept Moir's unspoken suggestion. It was, after all, the only rational, visible choice in midst of all the turmoil of the rain.
"That way, then?" she said assertively, a hearty smile spreading across her face. She began at a slow walk that would later develop into a quickened pace so that she would have less of a rainy experience. Then, while wondering how long it would take for the two to reach the mountain base, she spoke out, "So... what were you doing lying in the rain again? Were you lost? Though I doubt one should get lost if they lived here, unlike me. Hope you weren't out here for too long. You almost look like a sea creature yourself, with your soaked coat."
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 12:41 pm
Moir resisted the urge to raise en eyebrow and quickly countered the mare. "More like why would you desire company." 'But whatever.' The mare finished the though in her head as opposed to saying it. She wasn't quite sure how to act to the other mare's friendly demeanor as of yet and simply added a quiet, "You're welcome." Moir's black eyes fell back upon the mare as she spoke and Moir noticed that she was already starting to move into the night right after she had finished. The mare frowned and trotted a few paces before falling in step with the hasty alicorn. "Of course I wasn't lost and I don't see how this conversation is relevant to us finding shelter." Her voice was cold and emotionless as always. Moir snorted. "A sea creature? I have never heard of such a thing." Nor did Moir suspect she would like to see one. "You do realize that you are completely drenched are well." Her black eyes observed the other's coat briefly one more confirming her statement. "Once we reach the mountain it shouldn't be too difficult to find a small cave that we can stay in to get out of this weather." Although it seemed rather obvious Moir thought that it seemed like a fair point to make.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 11:54 pm
Letting Moir's comment go, Thera nodded to herself, continuing on the path. She held her head up high, confident that she would go through this journey in high spirits, regardless of how her newfound "friend" felt.
Still moving towards her destination, Thera turned her head towards Moir as she retorted. So of course, she responded brightfully, "It doesn't need to be relevant, now does it?" Such an irritable mare! Thera thought, but that didn't damper her impression of Moir. It just presented to her a challenge of becoming more than acquaintances later--that, and Moir surely proved to be more interesting than the standard spritely females she often saw running around most boringly.
She gave a giggle when Moir responded to her sea creature comment, and quickly opened up the wing closest to Moir as if to fling the droplets of water off of them, playfully getting some drops on her companion. "Not as drenched as you," she said melodically, skipping ahead a few feet once more, stopping as soon as she started to walk beside Moir again.
"And of course it shan't, we have an advantage of flying around to search for any cave openings as well. It seems as if you've been around these parts before?"
If so, Thera concluded that she would definitely be safe and sound while around the other alicorn, which was a comforting idea.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 7:22 pm
Moir frowned slightly as she thought about the mare's question. "I suppose not." She finally admitted in a resentful tone. "Though I would consider it more preferable if it was relevant." Moir added; holding her chin up somewhat higher after having said this. She cocked an eyebrow at the mare as she watched her giggle. Moir closed one eye and tilted her head as the mare flung some droplets upon her already wet coat; an awkward expression appeared on Moir's face. "How can one be more drenched than someone else?" A frown crossed her face. If something was already soaked was it possible for something else to be more soaked? Moir sighed and shook her head. Thera skipped ahead a few paces though Moir made no movement to catch up to her. "These parts? As in the mountain? Yes..." Her black eyes focused on the brown mare through the rain. Moir usually didn't wander far from the mountains; though she didn't know why. Perhaps it was a matter of comfort? Moir gave a shrug of her shoulders in response to her own thoughts.
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