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 Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 6:26 pm
 A silence long past its due date, and merely the sound of a chilled wind breezing past feathered wings. The blood bay Jala, though, had no mind to actually fly in this sort of weather, and had in fact been traveling by hoof lately. For despite his true distaste for the winter weather, Aitumn had a rather different response to the outward world that drove him into the tireless wanderings on a whim. Flicking a dull hallow gaze towards the horizon, a shiver of movement was sent through his lengthy dark mane like a wave; as cold to the touch as the frozen ground below his troding hooves. His only thing to look forward to? The cold season was quickly drawing to a close, and Aitumn was finally on the outskirts of D'ob, where it seemed to be a little warmer then it had been in other regions he had visited recently. Taking the time to nose at the ground once or twice, hungry but unwilling to nibble the dry stocks, the Jala stallion made once again began to step forward, frozen joints cracking with the unuse during the time he had taken to rest for a midday's nap.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 2:38 pm
 What was this? Another stallion? Puffing up a little the Ichsa made his way towards the other stallion. Blood bay stallion had feathered wings, unlike Dark Moon. It was much harder for him to fly, so he dared not to go into the sky. Most of the time, the black and white stallion stayed in a cave he met a beautiful mare in. The stallion didn't know if their love was ever lasting, or just puppy love as some nequus called it. Shaking his head back to reality, Moon trotted up from behind a tree and smiled at the dark brow stallion. "Hello there." He said in a kind, but loud enough to where the other could hear him voice. "How are you?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 4:15 pm
Easing his way past a particularly slippery spot on the turf, the blood bay Jala swiveled his ears around at the sound of hooves and a voice. Now he was never one to turn around and snap at a stranger, but conversation was never his deal either. Ceasing to move forward, the Jala's proud neck with its slight arch and carriage, glanced to the side and over his shoulder. Dull hallow eyes rested upon the Ichsa stallion that had just trotted up, and Aitumn flicked a lengthy dark tail in a silent greeting. "Doing fine. Yourself?" his low voice came from behind a quiet demeanor. For if the other stallion had use of words for one reason or another, Aitumn would surely do more listening then talking. That's not to say his hard body was firmly lax and loose while not knowing the intentions of this stranger, and a slight ripple of his lean muscles brought a flicker against his blood bay hide.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 7:08 pm
Stopping at an unthreatening distance, the dark stallion let out a soft smirk as he bowed his head in greetings. "I'm well." He said thinking about the mare that he heard other nequus picked on. Snapping himself out of his thoughts yet again, Moon looked at the other stallion's feathered wings. Stretching out his smaller wings, Moon looked around the area to see if there were any other horses with this one, if so he would leave. "What brings you here?" He asked a little curiously. The tall stallion didn't mind him here, he was just curious. Flicking his head a little, his forelock fell behind his ear.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 7:33 pm
"Oh?" he inquired in the politeness of conversation, catching the slight movements of the other nequus, for Aitumn hardly allowed any to slip past his hollow eyes. He had no qualms with the different breeds of nequus, and hardly bothered to register what most others were upon chance encounters, unless some intersting feature happened to show itself to him. Though when further conversation was brought to the table, the blood bay Jala craned his neck the rest of the way around and fluidly brought his inside foreleg to the side and over extended towards his rear hoof. In a percise motion that dealed with the curving of his middle and the sliding of his hooves, he crossed his other foreleg over the first and allowed his read hooves to rock out behind him. Soon enough his front was facing relatively in the direction of Dark Moon, and he returned the little bow as he saw fit, sending a small flicker of movement in his lengthy mane. Now Aitumn was always a very agile Jala, and such movements were not beyond his grasp. "Passing through on my way to D'ob. I heard it would be warmer up there, and I've had enough of the damned frost-bitten foliage", he spoke, perking his ears forward in an open gesture. "By the way, I'm Aitumn." He figured it would be customary to exchange names if further conversation would be met.
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