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 Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:08 pm
 The young mare tip toed through the mush of snow, and patiently watched herself step by step. The day had brought a cover of sunshine, and it was melting the horrid snow that covered the land. Although it was pleasant outside, it was terrible to walk through the slippery mess. Trying to use her wings as balance, she felt herself shifting from side to side occasionally.
The Uniflutter mix let her thoughts drift, and as usual she imagined herself in an adventurous scenario. Thinking that she was conquering a shifty mountainside, she giggled at the thought of it all. Letting herself dream calmed her, and instead of dealing with issues that her sister had usually reminded her of, she calmly smiled at the day that was in front of her.
Being a new type of mix never phased her, she was one who would never judge another or herself. She was proud of what her father and mother gave her, and it was something she held dear to her heart.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:25 pm
 How utterly, irrevokably disgusting. Sighing to himself, the brightly colored stallion flew along mere feet above the ground, eyeing the slushy groundcover with distaste. Snow he didn't mind too much; snow could be ignored. Slush, however, was much more complicatd; it clung to teh limbs, soaking through to the very bones; it muddier the landscapes and coats in connection...and then there was the slipping issue. No, there was not a single redeeming quality to slush.
Long hours of flight had filled the stallion with a desire toland and rest his wings, but now it seemed as if his only options were to keep flying or to land in that disgusting slop. Not a hard choice at all.
Guilian had just made up his mind to ascend once more when suddenly a flick of color aught his eyes...and as he turned to look at the source, suddenly hanging around didn't seem such a bad idea.
A mare it was, pink as a garden flower with a mane an interesting shade of blue, a shapely body, and one of the most interesting pairs of wings he'd ever seen; they reminded him of a butterfly's wings, but he'd never seen a butterfly bearing wings as black as the night sky.
Well, obviously the ground had something to reccomend it after all! Smiling already, Guilian flew over to where the mare was walking along and called out merrily, "Good day to you, Chica! Enjoying the warm weather?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:33 pm
Creeping out of her dreamlike thoughts, she looked back at the stallion that had seemed to appear out of nowhere. His suave look made her eyes look up and down, and he radiated a confidence that she admired. She was confused by what he meant when he said 'Chica', though brushing it away, she looked him in the eyes in a cheerful manner.
"Hello there, eerm, what is your name, sir?" She said, blushing and realizing she didn't even know his name yet. "My name is Ghost, and yes, the weather is quite nice. I am not enjoying the mush, though." Looking down again, her hooves had changed from their usual calm coloring to the dull ground. It seemed as though she was standing in a swampy mess.
"You legs are still very clean, flying seems like it would be a good idea." She giggled, feeling a bit foolish. "I have yet to master these wings, though I enjoy them." Letting her horn sparkle in the waves from the sun, she gleamed, happy to have some company. She had not met many Soquili yet, and was excited to see what the stallion had to say.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:49 pm
Guilian all but burst out laughing; not even a 'yes I am' or 'no, it's terrible' but right to the point! Points were always excellant, that they were, and whether or not this mare knew how refreshing it was to have at least one obstacle eliminated, he was more than happy to oblige. "That would be Guilian, Chica; and your name is Ghost?"
As he said her name, he drawled out the vowel and the s, speaking the name as sensually as he could. "A charming name; hopefully it doesn't imply I'm speaking to a spirit, though. While I'm by no means adverse to otherworldy company, I've always prefered the companionship of the living."
Chuckling a bit as his own comment, Guilian allowed himself to alight, frowning a bit as he hooves sunk into the slush but otherwise making no illusion to his displeasure there. After all, of the lady had to deal with it, he wouldn't do so rude as thing as remain aloft!
Her comment brought forth a nod of recognition to that fact, however, and a tsk of sympathy. "Indeed, this slushy ground cover is most unsuited for walking, yet in the case of many there seems to be no choice. In your case, that's truly a pity; I'd offer advice on flight, but I must confess your wings baffle me; I've never seen their like!" And there was honest admiration in his voice as he eyes the black wings before allowing his gaze to drift down her body to her mud-splattered legs. "Have you been walking out here long, Chica?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 1:07 pm
Hearing him state Guilian excited her, for the name was fitting for the brightly colored stallion. "Guilian," She said quitely, letting her tongue get used to the word. She wondered if it was alright for her to be out by herself, talking to a stallion of all Soquili. Though, she was grown up now, and needed to make her own decisions. Besides, he didn't seem threatening, or mean at all.
Giggling at his comment, she responded, "Well, I would hope that I am more than a spirit." Fluttering her wings, she smiled again. "I think it is safe to say that most would prefer the living, Guilian. To say otherwise would be.. strange?" Letting out a bit of a louder laugh, she tried to hold in as much as she could, for she wanted to be pollite at the same time.
"My wings, well they are from my mother." She kept her head high as she stated that, and gleamed at the thought of her mother. "She is beautiful and bright, and although my wings are black like the coloring of my father, I enjoy that I can represent them well. My brother and sister do not have wings like this, so I like to think I am special." Moving the bangs out of her face, she liked that her brother and sister all had different attributes from their parents.
"I have, though I don't mind it. I haven't taken an embarrassing fall yet, and I figured if so did happen, that I would change my mind." She shifted her foot in the fear of doing so that moment.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 4:07 pm
"That makes two of us, Chica; and odd as the occurance might seem, there are those that tend to eschew the company of the living whenever possible. I can't see that as a mode of life I myself embrace, but to each their own, I suppose."
Ghost's amusement was as amusing to Guilian as the words that caused said amusement, for it was a sheer pleasure to watch her laugh; the way her eyes crinkled and the corners of her mouth turned up was a delight to the eyes just as her laughter itself was a melody to the ears.
But beyond the appreciate glance and accompanying smile, Guilian made no indication that he found her so intriguing; there was time enough for such talk later. Right now, he was focused on the moment; getting to know this lovely mare with the intriguing wings. "I am to assume that your mother was a flutter, yes? I've never met one myself, but to my knowledge they are the only breed that bears your sort of wings. Their color is quite unique, though, and I must admit that they were the first to catch my eye."
As he spoke, Guilian extended one of his own wings, gently stroking the black flutter wings at the point they joined Ghost's body. "Their uniqueness can only be a boon for you though, Chica, and must be a true joy to both your parents, combining characteristics of both as they are. Indeed, I must think that your brother and sister ought to be at least somewhat resentful that they DIDN'T inherit such lovely wings. Though it must be somewhat chagrinning to you that you cannot fly with them, particularly in this slush."
At that, he glanced down at the slush underfoot with a sigh of distaste, lifting one hoof and gently shaking off the clinging slush. "Obviously it could be worse; unpleasant as it must be for you to have to wander about in this muck, I can imagine it would be far more unpleasant for you to fall and have the mud marr your otherwise tidy appearance."
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 1:36 pm
Ghost's eyes widened as she noticed the stallion doing something that she didn't expect. Although he was kind with his words, she was a bit taken aback that he suddenly moved closer to her. Pushing her weight to her back legs, she tried to keep her smile, but felt uncomfortable from his movements.
"They may not have inherited these wings, but they still are unique in their own ways. All of us look completely different, so that to me means more than just wings, of course. We all represent different aspects, and I think that's what makes me happiest of all." Nodding to him, she smiled at the vision of her siblings and family.
Trying to stay pollite, she tried to make her body more comfortable, but her senses were raging with confusion. Never had she been this close to random Soquili, and a part of her was a bit frightened.
"Sometimes I find that walking in this is practice, if one can conquer this, then they could conquer anything." The thought made her feel like she was referring to one of her adventures, but she brushed it off, ignoring her silly mind.
Interested in hearing about the stallion, she perked her ears happily and asked, "So what is your life story, Guilian? I seemed to have talked about my family too much." She couldn't help it, naturally. They were extremely important to her, though she was curious about the stallion's own lifestyle.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 2:01 pm
She was tensing up...obviously he was moving too fast. And he didn't feel like losing another mare to that mistake; even ONCE was too many times. So as soon as he realized that Ghost wasn't comfortable with his proximity, Guilian was stepping back and reinstating the space between them.
But beyond that, he made not even the slightest sign that he was even paying attention to anything beyond their conversation; his priorities revolved around establishing a comfort level, first and foremost. So the primary emotion beyond his smile of agreement was thoughtfulness at her family statements.
"I suppose that in the end, it all depends on what you and your siblings feel is the most important. It's a strange thought, though, since I myself never had any siblings so that dynamic is rather foreign to me; consequently, I suppose I rather frequently make a fool of myself with a lack of regard."
The smile that he gave her at that was sheepish, the look of one that knew that they'd put their foot in it. Of course, he realized that he had, although not QUITE entirely for the reasons he was vocalizing. "So let me just say, I apologize if I happen to come off badly; just let me know, and I'll immeadiately take steps to correct myself."
That seemed to segway almost perfectly into her last question, and he allowed himself to chuckle at the linkage. "And I suppose in that line I've been awfully remiss, letting you do all the talking and merely making the various motions of agreement. Hardly fair, I suppose, but from the sound of it you've had a much more balanced life than I have. Are you sure that you'd be so interested in the gory details of my life?"
Taken literally, that might be an accurate representation of his lifestyle; however, his tone was light and teasing. He never hid what he was, after all...just delayed the inevitable from time to time.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 3:06 pm
Pouting a bit, she looked at him sadly, realizing that there she was talking about her family so much, when he didn't even have one as hers. Before she spoke, she thought carefully, but her face brightened up again just as she was about to speak. "Well, family isn't always blood related, of course." Nodding, she excitedly continued, feeling like she had made a discovery. "Family is just being around the ones you care about, smiling and laughing, I'm sure you have that and sometimes don't realize it."
Acting in a bubbly manner, Ghost flicked her bangs to the side so her eyes could be clear again. "I don't think you have come off badly, Guilian. " She said, hopefully reassuring him. "I am just, still new to everything I guess."
"Having a balanced life doesn't necessarily make one better than the other." She lightly turned her head to the side, and playfully winked back, trying to play the game with him. She really was not one who was witty or keen, but she sensed that he was suave towards her. "Well, since you have stated this much, how could I not be interested now?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 5:00 pm
Sympathy or interest? Probably sympathy; for some reason, mares seemed to think it was a tragic thing that he didn't really have a family. He supposed he would have thought the same, had he ever really HAD a family...but he'd always thought his life had been decent. So he'd had to hack it on his own when he was young; there were worse things. He'd turned out just fine, regardless.
But while the chance to use that pity always existed, Guilian never liked the idea of mares giving into him because of sympathy. His looks, his charm, his excitement factor, those were fine; any combination was fine, in fact; but he, Guilian, was NOT to be pitied.
Consequently, he responded in his usual fashion to the mare's kind words, words he supposed were meant to assuage any hurt feelings he might harbor. Smiling, he shook his head at Ghost, though her concern was touching. "To be frank, Chica, I've been on my own since I was very young; since then, I've spent most of my life on the move and consequently never really developed any 'familial' relationships. A nomadic lifestyle is hardly conducive to devloping ties of any sort, after all. That said, I'm delighted to know I haven't offended you. It's easy to act without thinking, after all."
That said, he folded back his wings, taking a few steps away in a thoughtful manner, though the look he gave her was amused. One moment she's nervous, the next she's flirting with him! Both perplexing and amusing, overall charming, and very much the behavior of an innocent...damn but she was an intriguing one. Wet feet or not, this meeting was so proving to be worth it. At her last comment, though, he looked back at her, his black eyes dancing with amusement.
"Really? So you want to hear about my life, huh? What if I were to tell you that my life involves moving from place to place, romancing each and every mare I come across? Would you still be interested then?" He was all but laughing as he spoke, amused at his own behavior. After all, what he said wasn't entirely true; he never hit on the mated, the betrothed, or the young. Beyond that, though...well, the sky's the limit!
But would she believe that?
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:41 am
His life was so different, and it gave her a sense of wonder. As he was speaking, she wondered if because he lived a sort of loner life, if that meant his was more adventurous then most. "Although I am not familiar with that type of life, it sounds like it is face paced, that sounds like it might be nice.." For her, sometimes everything felt like it was in slow motion, and she wanted more from that. Maybe, hearing about his life could give her a better sense on some of the other things life had to offer.
He had slowly backed away from her, and to that she gave a very pollite nod. That kind of move from him was something she was not used to, and wasn't even sure how to react to. It embarrassed her, though she wanted to remain herself and not try to be anyone else. She was thankful he was kind in that sense.
"Well, of course! It sounds like a very interesting story. I am not one to judge, Guilian. I am someone who is infatuated with stories, and yours may be more then interesting in this sense." She was a dreamer, after all. Even when she was younger, hearing stories was her most favorite thing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 10:32 am
"Indeed, Chica; fast paced when I wish it to be, relaxed when I need a break; I am my own master, and live as the moment dictates. Not exactly a decent system for those that value stability or constancy, but I've always considered those acquired tastes."
And considering that he couldn't even stick to one mare, asking him to stick to one location was flat-out ridiculous. You acquire a taste for freedom, it becomes second nature to embrace it. After all, to be tied down means answering to another besides yourself, and then your freedom went right out the window.
Metaphorically, of course.
However, he had to admit that he was amused at how Ghost was reacting to his little story. The allure of the nomadic lifestyle was something he understood, having heard more than once about the tedium of being in one place, but her reaction to his (barely) exaggerated lifestyle description was enough to make him literally crack up.
An entertaining story, eh? That was a new one.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 1:31 pm
He was wild in a sense, his own being, determining things as he wanted them. "I sort of envy that life, it sounds nice.. Though, I have plenty of time to choose mine." She turned her head, pondering such a thing.
Though, there was one thing that did confuse her. There were many males that choose to drift from females for a portion for their life, but then they would somehow find the right one. Guilian though, seemed to differ. "So, doesn't it get lonely, traveling from mare to mare? What happens when you have conquered them all?" She giggled, feeling silly for saying such. Though, it felt like that was Guilians goal overall.
Ghost hadn't been taught a 'specific' way of life, though it was emphasized that when she fell in love, she would stay with him, or something. Moving from female to female.. did that mean that there is no love? "If you have seen so many females, doesn't that take away the beauty of true love? Or does a thing even exist?"
Her little mind flustered with the contrast of the stallions lifestyle, and she pawed at the ground worriedly. Maybe she was so interested because she herself was confused as well.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 1:52 pm
Lonely. She was actually asking if it was lonely to live on teh love of many...
If he hadn't known it before, she was definitely marked as an innocent now. Still chuckling in amusement at her naievete, he decided that now was as good a time as any to enlighten the dear girl to the TRUE outlook of life, as told by Guilian.
Flipping up a wing, Guilian nonchalantly adjusted the black rose nestled in his mane, an amused smile on his lips. "Truly, this is a new experience for me, Chica; most mares seem to either feel bound to castigate me to the deepest pits of hell or else swear that my lifestyle is the best possible; never before has anyone expressed such interesting opinions to me as you just have. So, since we're both being honest, allow me to enlighten you as to what I think."
So saying. Guilian took another step away from Ghost, lifting both wings to rest them comfortably on the back of his head as he began, yet again, to speak.
"You ask whether I am not lonely, Chica; such is not possible when virtually every day I am able to meet a new mare, a mare whose stroy is unique to her and only her, something I"ve never heard before. And just as no two stories are the same..." Here he trailed off, smiling a bit as he pondered the best way to say this to an innocent before moving on. "No two mares are the same. And to conquer them all is improbable, Chica, as more are born, more grow up; however, just because I enjoy a healthy dose of variety doesn't mean I don't again desire what I have before enjoyed. Should the mood take me or the opportunity arise, I would happily seek out and enjoy one of my previous ladies, and have done so many times. So...I'd probably just keep cycling."
He was thoroughly enjoying himself; not just the telling, but also watching her for a reaction. She had started the ball rolling, but he doubted she'd expected THIS.
And as for true love...
"True love, Chica, is a concept I've never put much faith in. It's all about the assumption that there is ONE individual that you are willing to bind yourself to forever; the longest I've spent with one mare is a week, and that was a strech. I could never limit myself in such a fashion, nor would I expect any of my lady friends to. As I see it...love is a physical thing; what we share, a mare and a stallion, is beautiful and should be cherished and spread, NOT limited to one alone. However, don't get me wrong."
Here he gave Ghost a conspiratorial wink, his eyes dancing. "I have naught but the utmost respect for those that choose monogamy, and never knowingly interfere with an attached mare. Just because I don't believe in it doesn't mean I can't respect it."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:39 pm
Well, he sure was a good talker. Ghost's eyes were slightly widened as he spoke, trying to take in the jumbles of information. "I guess I can see why mares would do that, heh I try to never judge though." She giggled lightly. "Its not my position to ever judge someone else's lifestyle as well."
"I guess, I meant a lonliness that can be apparent at times. Like, for example, some couples can go months without seeing each other, though can never be lonely out of such love. But, some who are with each other every day still experience a lonliness because their isn't a closeness that some feel. So, is that closeness not important to you, or could it still exist? I hope I am not offending you with these questions, I am just interested." She blushed deeply.
How crazy it must of been for him, to deal with so many females! "How do you do it, Guilian? Females are.. crazy! Even I can admit to that, I try to remain very calm and cool, though some females are clingy, jealous.. eep!" Ghost, had seen both sides of the female/male spectrum, though Guilian was indeed an interesting one. "So this must mean that males must not be very fond of you!" She let herself giggle once again. They must have been constantly looking out for a stallion like him!
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