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 Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 11:34 am
It was only a matter of time before all the foals her age had all wandered away, never to meet again... or some such. It made her nearly miss her foalhood. Nearly. She enjoyed having the freedom being an adult had, and after being strictly told not to wander too far away from the family (she had learned later why after running into major trouble with a predator where she lived) it was nice to be able to come and go as she pleased.
There wasn't a single thing in the world right now that could ruin her mood. She hoped. Blocking that negative stray thought, she ploughed forward, trotting smoothly through the dense forest.
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 1:24 pm
Rush had never been fond of women. Always was the way with him. Well, maybe not always.... Perhaps it was the regret he felt over his sisters. It had been his responsibility to look out for their well-being as what his father called "a man in training." He had tried of course, but it seemed futile. They were sweet little girls growing up into mature mares and obvious that they would buck any system of restraint there was.
But things had changed in the blink of an eye. They were gone somewhere far far away by now. Rush wasnt bitter over their loss, but pained at not seeing their sweet innocent faces. Part of him ached for their presence for he missed the long idle conversations into the night with the younger of the two, Spring. His father was stern, definitely the stallion of the household. When River ran off with a young male, it had somehow broke even his icy heart. The storm had crossed in more ways than one.
Something snap crackles near Rush and he sucks in his breath, hiding deep in the shrubbery where he had thought he would be all alone to mope...
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 5:47 am
Her experience with males wasn't exactly her favorite thing to talk about, but she couldn't really say she hated them... she just disliked them. It could be because her father had drilled into her head that males were unpredictable, and some could be unerringly dangerous. Or, it could be because when she was young she had met two of the oddest colts to ever meet while wandering about as a filly. Still, either way...
Walking through the forest was certainly one of her true favorite past times, because she enjoyed listening to and feeling the forest around her. It helped her to relax (though it also helped that she had grown up in a forest, with the occasional visit from Windflame's two-legger acquaintance to mess with their manes and tails) and obviously put her in a more positive mood. However, her senses, unlike her sister's, were much duller and she didn't realize she would soon have company...
Reaching an opening in the trees that led to a familiar clearing she visited often, especially to think, she stepped into the water, thinking a drink would cool her down from her strong trotting through the forest. She would go swimming later--she wasn't too thrilled with the idea of getting her wings wet and heavy. Allowing her legs to soak up the cool, refreshing water, she picked her way through the water carefully before bending down to taste the clear liquid.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 10:01 am
Somehow the stallion wished that he was the color of the forrest so that he could just melt into the trees, two peering eyeballs in the midst of leafy chaos. But then again, he had to be the oddball that always managed to stick out like a sore thumb wherever he went. It would be nice to disappear as if he had never existed. Afterall, to the Soquili of these lands, he didnt.
Rush cocked his ears as the forrest crunched again. Slowing his breathing down, he carefully nudged his face through an opening in the brush, the leaves cool on his jowels. The day was hot and humid and even amid the dense forrest, there was a sense of stagnancy in the air. It was way overdue for a new windmass to pass through, or perhaps a storm carrying an urgent tone. A storm... His heart panged him again and he cursed it.
Blinking away tiny bugs blocking his vision, he noted a mare, solitary on an uncut path by her outline only. He leaned into the folliage to get a better look. Although his distaste for the like primed him for immediate dismisal, something about her demeanor hooked his attentions. The large leaves flopped over his snout leaving him only room enough for slivers of her image.
Slowly, she turned towards a clearing and began to make her way into the water. Quiet and intriguing she was. What other mare would wander this far into the forrest unaccompanied? It wasnt always safe here in these parts. She was brazen, that was for sure. Rush continued to watch from his safe distance, making a list of her attributes.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 10:15 am
Blackfire was, in general, quite the opposite of what the stallion watching her was thinking. She was far from quiet, proven to be more of a loudmouth. Not that she was generally talkative; she just had a problem with getting angered very easily. However, she was rational enough to calm down in case it was a mistake, and then she would apologize. It was a habit she was going to need to work on to make better. Lifting her head up from drinking, she realized the reason why she was so hot.
The day was proving to be humid and unfortunately very sticky and... hot. It was no wonder she was sweating after such a short, brisk trot through the trees! Shaking her head in amusement, she glanced around to make sure she was alone. Luckily for the male who was watching her, her gaze swept right past him and returned to the water. She was thinking about whether she should take a quick, cooling bath. Finally, after a long moment of silent contemplation, she waded deeper into the water.
No point in staying sweaty, smelly, sticky, and hot when she could taking a short bath, swim around for a few hours, and cool off and dry off slowly, despite how her wings would make it heavy for her to get out of the water. When feathers got soaked, they added an extra weight not wanted, but sometimes it was necessary, especially for days like today. Sighing with pleasure as she sank into the water, a true smile on her face for once, she started to bathe, swimming around every once in a while.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 4:44 pm
Rush shifted his weight lightly from one hoof to the other. Her wading in deeper reminded him of how the heat had begun to get to him. The flies were becoming more and more annoying as he remained in the brush. The lovely mare had pushed her way out into a comfort zone he guessed as she swam around from time to time. It was just one of those lazy days.
Her dark grey, almost black coat glistened with the spray her wings put upon her. Wings?! He almost hadnt noticed them until now. They were a pretty sort of patriotic in a spectacular array of blues and reds.
It always amazed him how those Soquili could fly. With a frown he wished his mother had been a little more gifted in that field. Perhaps then he wouldnt have to worry about blending in with the landwalkers, he could just take off into the clouds whenever.
Rush decided to inch his way out from the brush. He stuck to the shadows following the inside of the foliage. Normally he would have completely avoided her, perhaps only watching from afar. But this one was different and he needed to talk to her. Not just yet....
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:24 am
After a long while of pure bliss in the cold water, soaking up the heat her body was generating, Blackfire soon stepped out of the water, literally having to drag her wings after her, and raised her head to look at the sky. It was late afternoon, the hottest part of the day, looking at the position of the sun. The heat was already drying her very quickly, though her wings were still heavily laden with water.
Deciding to rest, she lay down right next to the small pond, shifting her wings so that the water they still held would drip onto her body slowly, to keep her cool. Today, she reflected, would be a quiet, peaceful day; something Blackfire had certainly been needing for a while. She hadn't expected that for once she would be quite alone for the first time in a long time--for several hours in fact. A smile lit up her face as she thought about her day so far.
Her ears twitched when she heard a soft rustle, and she turned to look where the noise had come from, for no breeze could have made such a noise from the plants. All at once, as her eyes moved along the shadiest parts of the forest around her, she soon spotted the bluest looking stallion she'd ever set her eyes on. She was so surprised she couldn't say anything at first. She was too shocked to find that, once again, she had yet another stallion watching her from a distance, though not disturbing her. She sighed internally. Life just loved messing with her just a little too much.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:37 am
Rush suddenly met eyes with the mare. Instantly his mind went blank and he could do nothing more then trip over his own feet. His quiet slinking in the woods suddenly turned into a loud crash as he tumbled out onto the path. He had been caught.
Oh dear, his mind wandered. What do I do now? It wasnt very nice of me to have been watching her. His mind drifted for just a second at how he could have not been watching her with her beauty and charm. Instantly his cheeks turned rosey. This was definitely a situation he had never been in before. It was compltely unlike his nature to have even watched a mare bathe. He opened his mouth to utter an appology but couldnt say anything at all. The words could not form in his throat. His mind raced in panic at his baffoolery.
Rush suddenly wished his sisters had been at his side. Sure they would taunt him for his inadequate skills with women, but they would have saved him from utmost shame. Afterall, his morals were in the right place nine out of ten times. He was the most respectful, honorable stallion he knew. But then again, he didnt know many stallions besides his father who often reminded him a badger in nature more than that of a Soquili. It was times like these Rush was ashamed to have come from the same blood. The eyes moved.
Again he froze and trembled lightly, holding it back from her view. What to do? What to do? He steadied his stance and braced himself for what she might say.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:09 am
She couldn't have seen a more embarrassed stallion than this one, she decided. His face had turned purple with how red he had gotten at being caught, but from the way he was acting, he also didn't usually do those kinds of things, so she could forgive him for his buffoonery.
Why wouldn't she? It wasn't as if she cared who saw her bathe: for all her stalkers knew she could have just been merely taking a swim! Not that she had any, but she was paranoid about it. She had been caught way too many times by other males by her lonesome than she could count, with the except of one.
She sighed. One of them were going to have to speak. "What brings you around here, other than to accidentally be watching me?" she asked, trying not to let her anger seep through her voice. She despised being watched when she thought she was by herself, but she realized there was nothing she could do about it anymore than she could understand the world of Soquili.
Yet, anyway. She was still very young, just recently an adult, and there was nothing more she could do about that. "What's your name? I am called Blackfire," she finally introduced, seeing as she had forgotten her own manners... not that she had any to begin with, since she was the daughter of a Kalona.
She really wanted to throttle fate, or whatever else was messing with her these days. She hadn't seen a single mare anywhere she had gone: she had met only males, and it was safe to say she was too entirely frustrated by it. She sighed again, but silently as she waited for the stallion to speak. It looked like he was terrified of being torn to pieces, which somewhat amused her at the same time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:53 pm
(Sorry, RL has been hectic!)
Rush stiffened at her voice. Normally a formal introduction as such would have warmed him, launching him into an eloquant conversation. This time however, things were much different. He wished not to make matters worse, but he knew it was inevitable at this point.
"H-he-hello f-f-fair, la-d-d-dy." The words tumbled from his mouth in a rancid jumble. Trembling, he made his way unto the path where she could fully see him. There was no point in hiding anymore. Again he cursed himself for having spied upon her. "So-sor-sor-sorry." He bowed his head low begging for her forgivness, though he knew he deserved none of it. "V-very Sor-sorry."
Rush shifted his gaze upwards and met her eyes again, looking for some glimmer of hope that she would not find a reason to buck him in the netherlands to another part of the region. He knew no other punishment worthy enough of his wrong doing. It indeed was, well, very wrong. Astonished at his own behavior he made a mental note to reflect upon this moment later. Why had he suddenly gone so amiss? And why was she still staring at him expectedly? The stallion was at a loss as to how to proceed.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 5:25 pm
At first, she didn't know whether to be amused or annoyed, and quickly got out of the lake. He sounded nervous and worried, and all she could do was shake her head and smirk. "No need to apologize, since you seem like a sincere stallion who doesn't normally do these kinds of things," she commented, dripping wet as she made to get out of the water.
Was she doomed to meet males all her life? Blackfire wondered, and then shrugged away the weird thought. Where had that come from? At any rate... she turned her attention back to the blue, blue stallion. He reminded her of a bright blue summer sky... She continued to stare at him expectantly, waiting patiently for him to introduce himself.
And then his earlier words hit her. "Fair lady?" she asked, more a statement, truthfully. She wanted to laugh so hard. Her? Fair? Where the hell did that come from? Snickering quietly, she asked her earlier question once more. "What's your name? I introduced myself already, you know." She took pity on his worried appearance and tried to get him to relax. It really wasn't fair of her to scare him like that, after all.
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