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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:27 pm
This RP is for Evelyn Kyros's Omani'ceta and Wild Wind and Malhyanth's Tawali.
They are near to the southeast near the lake.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 2:46 pm
 He had to be here somewhere. He just had to be here SOMEWHERE! That feather-brained Soquili was so irresponsible and she was one under paid falcon. She had been searching for him the last month and still no hide or hair of him. She was tired, irritated, and sick with worry.
It was a hot day. A very hot day. And she was getting tired. What little breeze there was barely cooled her off with all this flying. And then, she caught a scent on the air. It was so familiar to her. Perhaps it was that feather-brain afterall! She used the air current to speed her progress. "You dolt! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME BEHIND," she shouted at the winded figuring flying before her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 6:17 am
 The sun that beat down on the usually lively Soquili revealed one of a more docile air. The red and tan stallion was dosing quite contentadly by the lake. Blood red mane and tail stirred only slightly in the hot breeze the wafted over the water, cyan and blue swirled eyes were closed to the glare of light reflected from the water's constantly shifting waves. Wings were drooped slightly, used like solar panels to absorb the heat, the black and blue of his tattoos shining slightly with sweat from too long spent just sitting in a hot spot. Sharp ears twisted slightly with the sound of wings on the air, and just as he started to open his eyes to see the intruder on his silence, the screech of a very familiar bird caused him to startle. He leapt to his feet as the hawk approached, a snort of anger coursing through him.
"Omani'ceta..." He growled, a feirce glare to his features as the black backed female approached. Never before had he been so dreaded by the sight of someone. For where this bird flew, there was usually another close by that filled Tawali with more dread then the sight of the bird that preceeded him. Stamping his red hindhoof, Tawali sneered at the bird as it came within hearing distance. Its screeching protests gave Tawali reason to start to worry.
"You dolt! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME BEHIND!"
Tawali's ears lowered, his face scrunching in distaste at the female bird's anger.
"Ah didn' do not'in'!" He growled back, glaring at the bird.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:46 am
She flapped her wings as hard as she could backwards. She had been mistaken. Terribly mistaken. He was not Wild Wind. Completely different colored, but strangely familiar. Perching in a nearby tree, she looked over the tan and red stallion, eyes narrowing trying to remember why those markings, those feathers seemed so familiar.
Then it hit her. Wild Wind had those same accessories that the herd always wore. And laying before her now was Tawali. She sighed heavily. Maybe that feather-brain had been here earlier, trying to catch up? "I'm surprised to find you out here, Tawali. It's been a long while. You've grown up nicely, but I see didn't come out completely unscathed. Have you seen Wild Wind? He left the herd without me."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:34 pm
Tawali's top lip lifted off of his teeth, an expression remeniscent of the most foul of Kalona he had seen in these parts. The expression was one he reserved for those that truely angered him, and a name such as the one this bir spoke was one name that would always elicit such an expression. The stallion turned is face from the hawk, his scarred eyes closing. Yes, he had been unscathed when he was with the herd, but time alone in woods that were impossible to fly over, other creatures had had their way with him, though naturally, not as much as they would have liked.
"Why woul' Ah be lookin' out for one such'a' 'im?" Tawali grumbled, levelling swirling cyan blue eyes at the bird. His blood red mane fell across his glaring face. The bird was calm about this meeting. Perhaps she had not understood fully his penalties when he had been left herdless, fending for himself. Whatever the reasoning for such a calm, albeit patonising greeting, Tawali knew full well not to trust a member of the old herd. They knew, and he knew, the punishment of talking to one such as himself... But why was he getting worked up? Had she not said his nemesis had 'left without her'? What if... No... Not him. Perfect little him. Tawali glowered at the bird. He didn't need this right now, he had a mate, and they were happy. All he needed was for him to come along and try to steal all that Tawali had, admittably stumbled on.
"Why're ye here, b'rd?" Tawali demanded, wings flaring out in an attempt at intimidation. He was no longer the scrawny animal he had once been. He was powerful now, well on the way to Elder ranking, a large soquili by some standards.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:45 pm
Omani'ceta ruffled her feathers, poofing out more as she was greeted further with hostilities. She screeched loudly, "Tawali! That is NO WAY to greet me!" Her brown eyes were sharp and narrow in her upset condition. She was left alone and worried about the one she vowed to watch over, worried sick, flying endlessly, tired. "You may have an issue with my bond, but you don't need to take it out on me," she huffed loudly, clicking her beak in anger.
She paced sideways on the branch, calming her manner so not to snap further. "He left. He left the herd about a month ago. He was talking about going off and searching for Winds to start a herd with. He's a complete feather-brain fool."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:58 pm
Tawali was slightly taken aback by Omani'ceta's abrubtness. Who did she think he was, still a member of the herd? He grit his teeth on the retort fighting to elicit from his mouth, but it was difficult. This bird, without even realising, grated his nerves and rubbed him the wrong way. He bristled, almost visiably as she talked amicably about her 'bond'. Gods damn bird! He knew she was doing it on purpose to rub it in that her precious little 'bond' had opted to leave, which, to be honest, he highly doubted, for she wouldn't be talking to him otherwise. He grinned at her last statement however.
"Now tha', Ah can agree wit'." He grinned broadly and flicked his braided tail. "B'rd, expect na' 'elp from me." He returned to a serious expression, eyes trained on her. "Tha' fool cost meh all Ah held dear. If'n he's 'ear to ruin all Ah 'ave now, he can turn righ' on roun' and head back!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:17 pm
She inched further down the branch, towards him. He was clearly using her as an outlet. "Don't you use that tone with me, young man," she said in a mother-stern voice. "I wasn't the one who got you kicked out. If you recall, I was standing up for you, but no one listens to the Peregrine Falcon," she said with a hint of hurt and anger behind it.
She had indeed squawked and screeched endlessly when the elders of the herd voted to cast the then young stallion on his own. She knew exactly what Wild Wind had done, had been there trying to convince him out of doing it. But it happened and she couldn't do much about the past. If only she knew where that dolt was now.  He thought he had heard that familiar screech off in the distance, but he had shook his head, thinking he was going crazy with worry that she was somewhere looking for him. He had ditched her the moment he could, but when he heard the noise again as well as another that was different, then he knew that he hadn't lost her for good.
He slowly stepped out of the line of trees where they circled around the great lake and it's many rivers that branched from it. The sun glistened brightly off the reflection of the water, causing him to squint his mismatched eyes to see farther in the distance.
What he saw wasn't anything he had expected to see in a very long time. There resting near a small clusters of tree was a tan and red vision he had hoped he would have never seen again. And it looked like he had his hooves full with his familiar, Omani'ceta.
Putting a smile on the whole thing, finding it completely ironic and humorous, he trotted over to the two. He flexed his great wings with ease, ignoring the screeches and shouts from the falcon. "Surprise, surprise. Look what the falcon dragged in."
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 11:54 am
Tawali was about to retort that she obviously hadn't done a good enough job of bringing about the truth of the situation when the devil himself strolled out of the trees, his accopanying cocky attitude still intact. Tawali stiffened and drew himself tall, wings puffing slightly. He had been hardened by life without a herd, and it seemed quite obvious between the musculature of himself and the medicine hat that there was a difference between lone life and herd life. Tawali had had difficulties a herd animal wouldn't need worry about, wolves on the hunt and nowhere to escape, no clear flight path, months with nothing but twigs to eat because the snow had all but killed everything else. Tawali had been alone so long he could hardly recall learning to integrate again, but one mare had taken the time to tame him. He wouldn't let this creature ruin anything else.
"Wild Wind." Tawali all but growled, shifting his stance to one of an attack posture. "Why're ye here. Did the truth come out against ye now them foals is old enough to talk?" His eyes narrowed dangerously, head lowering slightly, muscles bunching in his shoulders and neck.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 7:49 am
His smile was all charm and flash, not letting anything burr into his fur even if it was his old rival that failed to draw even a hint of anger from him when they were younger. "Oh no. We don't need to worry about that coming out. They were far too young to recall anything of the sorts."
He pawed the ground with a white hoof, flexing his muscles and wings in a showy manner. He raised a brow at the offensive stance the tan and red stallion was in. "You don't think I came here just to beat you to a pulp, did you? Oh no, no, no, no. I am looking to start my own Wind herd. Our old one is just a bit too large for me, but most of the ladies were sad to see me go."
He moved to the side of Tawali, looking over from hoof, to wings, to mane. He had indeed grown up well, but he could never compete with the dashing looks the medicine hat possessed. "It seems you've lived well on your own. How has life been for you, hmmm?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 9:21 am
Tawali watched wearily as Wild Wind circled, him, skipping around so that he was still facing the Wind when he went out of sight, head lowering and ears flattening back against his skull. His cyan eyes hardened, and Tawali sneered at the Wind's comments, shaking his head incredulously.
"The Win's roun' 'ere are smarter then ye give 'em credit for. They'll see righ' through ye, atsutsa." Tawali smirked and glanced over his shouder at the bird, making sure she didn't attack him from behind. He turned back to Wild Wind, eyes hard. "Ah'm still alive, if'n tha' be what ye meanin'. Ah suvived better'n ye would, had the truth been believed. Unfortuna'ly for me, they believed ye, much the fools they is." Tawali said this with a hint of bitterness to his throat and he turned his attention to the hawk still sat above them.
"No' comin' to ye're amazin' Bon's aid b'rd? Most unlike ye." He grumbled a cynical laugh and eyed Wild Wind. "So what do Ah call ye? Wild Wind or Geyatahi Unole. Aaah, yes. Ah remember the ol' tongue Stallion. An' many more besides."
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 10:38 am
He just couldn't help but laugh at how he was reacting. It wasn't like the old days. He stopped moving around him and stood under the tree where his bond was perched at, flicking his tail and listening to the beads click together. "Smarter than I give them credit? Oh, I'm not saying they're dumb. No, that's those groundeds. They're dumb beasts that have us strong winds pity them."
He snorted and looked towards the water, completely calm even though there was a seething stallion near him. "I care little about the old tongue, rouge. And here, I prefer the name Wild Wind, rather than my old one. I see you've kept yours and your feathers. Still missing the ole days?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 1:20 pm
Tawali's top lip tightened in an almost snarl, eyes darkening by degrees. How dare he call Grounded Soquili 'dumb beasts'!! His distaste of this soquili was evident in every line of his body, muscles tensing and flexing as he fought the urge to wipe that smug look off his coltish face. He took note of how the old herd tongue affected him, and a small sneer of triumph marked his features.
"The ol' days are missin' me, stallion. 'Cause'a ye, Ah'm no longer a part of tha' 'erd, an' Ah'll not 'ave ye comin' 'ere an' messin' up all Ah've built up. Why, are ye hidin' a guil'y conscious where the ol' 'erd is concern'd Geyatahi Unole? Ah notice ye still bear the feathers. Ye mus' still love those skies." Tawali's eyes narrowed at him. There must have been other reasons for the male to leave the herd other then 'it was getting large'. He had, after all, worked so hard to get the young colt out of the herd when they were younger. After all that, he surely can't be wanting to pass up the time to lord it. "Why're 'ere, really."
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 2:47 pm
It was then that Omani'ceta finally screeched her interruption. "Why are you so doubtful, Tawali? It's just as he said. He wouldn't lie to me, so why would he be lying now?" She turned her the side, looking at him with a questioning gaze, but left no room for a rebuttal. She had that way of motherly-authority.
Wild Wind was thankful for the interruption, though his face didn't show a hint of it. He just continued to smile, tossing his mane to one side, though it slide back to it's "natural" position. "So you've built something here, have you? I wouldn't destroy that. Oh no, not at all. I'm not that cruel," his smile had a hint of insanity to it like back when he had set Tawali up for that run in with the wolves.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:16 pm
Tawali had all but forgotten the bird, and wished he hadn't as he winced at her squarking and turned his head from her, ears lowered. His frown was unpleasant, and it was clear he was considering this conversation when Wild Wind's smile caught his attention. It was the same one he had worn that fateful day, the same one at the gathering, the same one as he said goodbye to his family and his friends. Tawali hated that smile, and it sent an involuntary shiver down his spine, his wingtips quivering with the motion.
"Ye're twisted Wil' Wind." Tawali said flatly. His eyes were hard, only the hint of anger in the strangely emotionless eyes. He had reverted back to withdrawing from this male's ploy for a reaction. Instead he turned his eyes to Omani'ceta. "Ye're crazy if'n ye thin' 'e's decent b'rd. This'n can lie for the whole o' the Soq'li lan's if'n it suited 'im. Mayhap ye'll realise tha' soon, and put a stop to 'is plan. 'Cos Ah'll be damned if'n me life is turned upside-down 'cos'a 'im." With that, he snorted at them both, disdain written across his features. "Ah on'y hope some'un knocks ye off ye perch, 'Wind. Tha' day'll be meh turn te laugh!" Tawali spread his wings, the red tips snapping out.
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