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 Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 11:28 am
The mare lifted her muzzle from the pond, little droplets of water falling into the dirt at her hooves, and then shook her head, her soft, medium length mane flying about at her neck. Huron shifted her weight and then ran her tongue over her muzzle briskly, ridding herself of the left over droplets. "Mmmm." She mused quietly, icy blue gaze cast towards the softly glowing stars in the navy sky. She gave her braided tail a little flick and then turned herself around and started walking around the edge of the little pond, keeping her eyes on the bushes and trees around the pond, for the most part, in the event that a predator should feel the need to burst from them and lunge at her.
The ferret-colored Soquili breathed a soft sigh and then looked back across the pond, bending her long neck down for a moment as she caught sight of some tiny flowers by one of her front hooves, growing from a small patch of grass in the pond-side dirt. "How pretty are you!" She squealed in delight, nosing it gently, and sniffing it, then exhaling softly on it and looking back up, ears flicking.
"I wonder if I can get my two-legger to tie you into my tail..." Huron's quiet, gentle vioce trailed off as she picked the flower up carefully with her teeth, then continued her walk at the edge of the pond.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 12:00 pm
 The stallion ambled lazily about the pond; his nearly black eyes skimming over the surface of the water. A light breeze floated over the water's edge; causing the stallion's mane to sway in the wind. The moon was just starting to make it's way into the sky; the color of the sky darkening to a navy blue. Soon it would be pitch black as midnight approached. Stars were just starting to appear in the night sky and just a glimmer of the silvery moon could be seen in the pond's reflection. Damascus' ears flickered as he heard a voice from across the water. It was that of a female and the stallion instantly became intrigued. His eyes scanned the surrounding area and he noticed the silhouette of a form; tilting his head slightly as he stared at it. Damascus watched the figure curiously as they began walking again; in what appeared to be toward the place he was standing at by the water's edge.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 12:19 pm
Huron hummed softly as she listened to the leaves rustling around her, tail swishing from side to side as she walked, looking up and around every then, as any Soquili should, if they were alone at night time. "Hmmm." The mare lifted a brow as he stomach gave a slight grumble. "I guess I should put myself to the task of finding a snack." She giggled quietly, grinning and then turning her gaze, once again, across the pond.
The female's eyes widened with her slight shock, as her eyes passed over a form that hadn't been there moments ago, last time she'd looked over. Huron laid her ears back slightly and she shivered, standing stock still, not moving a single muscle. Though she could hear her heart beat speeding up as she tried to calm her breathing.
It was then that Huron realized that this other form on the opposite side of the pond, which she now also noticed she was walking towards, unknowingly, was only that of another Soquili, and by the size of it, a male. She gave a soft snort and un-tensed her muscles, giving another little shiver and then continuing her walking. "Hello." She chimed quietly, flicking her ears forth again and watching the other carefully.
Even if he wasn't a wolf or anything that might eat her, he might still be hostile, for all the female knew.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 12:36 pm
Damascus heard the voice again yet was unable to make out any of the words escaping the mare. He heard her giggled lightly and smiled to himself pleasantly; enjoying the sound of her laughter. The stallion however noticed the other halt quickly; not moving at all and he could hear nothing more from the mare. Perhaps she had seen him... He wasn't anything to be frightened of though... Or at least that was what Damascus thought. A few moments later though the dark figure of the mare continued making its way around the pond. Her voice rang out once more; and Damascus paused and contemplated whether or not to answer rather than if he should wait till he had a better view of her. "Hello..." He responded; his ears swiveling about as he waited for a response. The mare was steadily moving toward him and an anxious and curiously feeling swelled inside him; wanting to have a glimpse of her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 1:25 pm
Brows raised with a custious determination, Huron stopped as she was now only a few yards from the large male. Flicking her tail a few times, she smiled softly, trying to let him know that she was friendly. The moon had just passed from beneath the few small clouds that had been keeping it's light from their world, and she observed what appeared to be a blotched, black and white coat. "You startled me a little." She admitted rather openly, then pursed her lips, ears perfectly erect and posture slightly stiff.
Huron still wasn't completely sure whether this stallion could be trusted or not, though they'd only spoken such very small amounts of words to each other as of yet. "It's a nice night, isn't it? I'm looking for night flowers." The female smiled, still holding her little flower between her teeth as she spoke, so her speech was a bit of a mumble, but still understandable.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 2:01 pm
The moon's rays feel upon them once again; illuminating the world below as the clouds drifted past. The stallion noticed the bright smile on the mare's face and he allowed a sheepish grin to appear on his features. "Forgive my intrusion." He bowed his head toward the mare in an apology. Damascus' eyes floated over the mare; observing her. She seemed to be very pretty from what the stallion could see; he took a fewer more steps toward her. "Yes, it certainly is a pleasant time to be out. It's not too warm or anything and the breeze makes it comfortable." The wind once again cascaded by them; causing his mane to swish about. "What species of night flowers are you searching for?" He asked her curiously, noticing the dainty flower she was holding in her mouth as she spoke to him. "That is a lovely flower..." The stallion noted; it had light blue petals. "The color matches your eyes." He added after a moment's pause. "Perhaps I could assist you in looking for other flowers?" He offered with a polite smile.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 3:43 pm
Huron flicked her tail again and turned away, letting the wind blow her mane out of her face, and then turned back to him and smiled again, "It wasn't an intrusion, it's not like the land belongs to anyone." The female remarked quietly, hoping she hadn't sounded rude.
"They are pretty. Does it really match my eyes?...I hadn't noticed." She blushed slightly, though it was dark enough that it wasn't really noticeable. "You have a nice tail. It's all braided together. Mine's just got little braids in it." She chuckled softly, flicking it once again as she mentioned it.
The female gave a soft snort and then placed the little blue flower she was carrying on another small patch of grass that was situated in the dirt. "Maybe that one will seed here." Huron mumbled quietly, then looked back up at the male. "I'm searching for Nottingham Catchfly. They're not supposed to grow here, but some of the European horses that the two-leggers brought over must've had some of the seeds in their fur, cause someone told me that I might be able to find them somewhere around this pond." She spoke, again in her soft, gentle voice.
Huron wasn't often so long-winded, in fact, she was rather shy, but she did adore flowers, and once one got her started on them, she could continue forever if she wanted to. It was almost like flowers were her security blanket. "They have sticky stems, which is why they're called catchfly, and...little white petals. They smell sweet and kinda like hyacinths, and they're in bloom for three nights before they wilt."
The female took a deep breath and then smiled apologetically. "Sorry about that..." She mumbled quietly, hanging her head a little and looking away. "I mean, if it was boring or something. I like flowers. I was hoping that if I found them, I could maybe pick just a few and try to help them germinate by bringing them to other places." She grinned, perking up again and then shifting her weight, watching him carefully under the moonlight.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 1:34 pm
Damascus lazily tilted his head to the side as he considered the mare. "No I suppose it doesn't; however I'm sure there are those that feel differently." The stallion's dark orbs observed the flower again. "Yes; they match quite perfectly if you ask me... You're tail is lovely." He added with a slight grin. The stallion replicated her movement and also gave a swish of his braided tail. He watched her carefully as she placed the fragile flower upon the ground. "I'm sure it will, and I look forward to seeing many more of that type of flower." A few thoughts ran through the stallions head. Damascus blinked at the mare as he listened to her recall information about the specific flower. "That's very interesting... I'm sorry to say that I have never heard of that flower before." He frowned. "I will hopefully assist you in finding some though; the description seems accurate and will help us greatly if we in fact do stumble across some of them." Damascus stared at her, wondering why she was apologizing. "There is no need to apologize miss; your explanation was quite riveting I assure you." He gave a wide grin. "If I were bored I would tell you so but since I'm not I will give no mention. Have you checked all around this pond so far?" His eyes scanned the edge of the pond for any sign of the white petals; yet gave a light sigh as he noticed none.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 2:59 pm
"Well, I'm nothing special, I've always told myself. There are lots of mares, and stallions that are prettier than I am. But it doesn't matter, cause I don't really know lots here anyways, I keep to myself, mostly." She smirked, flicking her tail again, out of habit.
"Thanks for believing in it, flowers love the encouragement." Huron giggled, lifting a brow and then giving another glance around the pond. "Hmmm, well, it's alright that you've never heard of it, I'm sure you're not the only one." The mare said, attempting to be consoling. "They are pretty though." She added quietly, laying her ears back for a moment and snorting softly as a little moth landed on her muzzle. "Hmmm, silly moths." She let herself momentarily get distracted, then looked back up at him, a silly look on her features.
"I'm so glad that you want to help me find them, they're such a delight. I've only ever seen one small group of them before, and they were trampled by a herd of some big, ugly beasts just moments after I caught sight of them. They hadn't a chance." Huron frowned, releasing a small, wistful sigh. "But it's alright, I know there has to be more. I haven't checked around the entirety of the pond yet, but I'm starting to think there may not be any around here after all." The mare added with another small frown, glancing around, she hadn't noticed any little white flowers either.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:33 pm
The stallion frowned as the mare spoke; wondering why she thought in such a manner. Damascus shook his head causing the braids in his mane to sway about. "I keep to myself as well yet I must contradict you. I think you are rather beautiful." His tone was solemn and truthful. She was very pretty in his opinion. The stallion's dark eyes stared into hers and he raised an eyebrow; not quite understanding. "They love the encouragement? How would one come to know this?" The idea of flowers having emotions or rather any other thoughts and what not seemed somewhat ludicrous; yet the stallion attempted to understand what the mare meant. He wanted to please her for some reason and would do what he could to do so. "Probably not..." Damascus added in a thoughtful tone. The stallion watched the white moth glide over to the mare and land upon her muzzle; giving a small smile at the mare. He frowned slightly as he listened to her. "That's a shame..." The stallion wondered when the mare had witnessed the flower in question being stampeded over; thinking that maybe more had bloomed if it had been a while. "If you wish we can walk around the entire pond? Even if there aren't any it may be better to check than rather have any doubts and feel the need to search here again later..." He swished his tail and allowed his eyes to travel around the edge of the pond until fog shrouded it somewhat and he could not see the edge of the water any longer. He picked up his front right leg; stretching it some before replacing his hoof upon the ground. The stallion often wandered around a certain stream not too far from the pond and he tried to recall if there were any white flowers around there... Not remembering he mentally added that once they searched the pond all the way around he would make the suggestion to the mare.
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