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 Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:11 pm
 It was a perfect day for this young winged filly to practice her flying and thats what Rowenya was intending on doing. She managed to escape under the hawk-like eye of her mother and father and was running toward the meadow that have many hills which will be perfect for her to stand on top of them. Her wings flaps excitedly as she nears one of her favorite hills and she stood on top of that hill with her wings spread out from her body then she stood there like a statue, waiting for a wind to come.
After a hour of standing there like a statue, Rowenya's body began to hurt as she bounces in the place boredly. "Bored... I am so bored..." She mumbles to herself as she suddenly took off running toward another hill with her wings flapping wildly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:33 pm
 Dayunsi had been spending some time in the meadows enjoying the summer sun. He had found himself getting drowsy when the sudden thumping of hooves and giggles woke him back up. He peered up through the grass where he had been laying down and spotted a foal who was just about his size running back and forth up the small hillocks. He wondered what she was doing until the fluttercorn realized that she was flapping her wings all the while. Dayunsi's wings fluttered slightly in response as he chuckled lightly wondering if she had even noticed his being there.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:37 pm
Rowenya was running toward one hill with her wings flapping wildly and she hovered for little bit. A squeak of delight escaped her lips as she felt her hooves leave the ground. "I did it!! I did it!!" She calls out to nobody in particular as she dances around in triumph before she suddenly stops when she sees a movement. "Who is there?" She peeks out at Dayunsi curiously with a smile on her face before she trots toward them without even worrying about her own safety. Her golden tipped black wings flutters excitedly against her body while she stops few feets away from the stallion. "Hi!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:09 pm
Growing slighty as she came in closer, Dayunsi made a small bow. "Greetings young one, I am Dayunsi." He blinked slowly and his wings fluttered once more, their shimmering almost like the iridescence of a beetles wings as it flutters on a blade of grass. The fluttercorn smiled in an encouraging way nodding slightly at her dark wings. He had seen her moment of lift and wanted to congradulate but wasn't quite sure what to say. Deciding to change the subject instead he blinked again and tilted his head to the side. "So whom might I be adressing?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:33 pm
Rowenya's eyes went wide as she could fully see who she was conversing with and she was taken back by the beauty of the stallion.. and the size of him. She cocks her head to side as she looks at the green tresses of the stallion curiously. "Dayunsi... I like the name! I am Rowenya.. You can call me Rowe for short.. I think everybody does because only time people call me by my full name is when I am in trouble." She giggles as she flutters her wings excitedly. "Did you see that? I flew!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:53 pm
"Hmm... Rowenya... from the rowan tree which is one of the sacred trees of the spirits. Its main properties is that of protection and those trees are said to harbor the homes of the Fay. The old peoples believed that the rowan trees possessed the power to restore lost youth and it's branches are guarded by ferocious beasts." He paused in his litany and made a small bow. "Yes, a strong, powerful name, it suits you well." At the foals question he nodded once more, "Yes I saw you fly. Your wings are getting stronger and will continue to do so with practice. There are more things to learn with the skill of flight but these lessons are for you to learn by yourself in time."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 2:23 pm
Rowenya's eyes went wide with shock and interest as the stallion spoke about her name and the references to it. "Wow... can you tell me more?!" She excitedly says as she bounces from one spot to other while her tail wags excitedly. The filly blushes at the compliment before she flutters her wings excitedly. "You have wings too, can you fly, Mr. Dayunsi?" She eagerly says as she peers at the fluttercorn with extreme interest.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 10:24 pm
Dayunsi nodded and closed his eyes, changing down to the size of a small bird as he took to the air and danced about his head. "Mystical staves have traditionally been made out of rowan wood and its branches are often used in dowsing rods and magic wands. Rowan branches are carried on boats to help them avoid storms, kept in houses to guard against lightning, and and to protect other animals from harm by attaching sprigs close to their sleeping areas." Shrinking even smaller, about the size of a humming bird, he alighted on the top of her head, right between her ears. "There are many uses for Rowan branches and even more uses for their berries but some is more superstition than truth while other's are more truer than you think."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 1:00 pm
Rowenya's eyes went wide with shock as Dayunsi shrunk to the size of small bird and she couldn't keep her eyes off the flying fluttercorn. She is just like an sponge, soaking up all of the information that is being thrown at her. "Oh wow!! looks like I am named after a very valuable wood or tree!" She excitedly says before she tries to look up at him when he perches between her ears which caused her to go cross-eyed. "Dayunsi.." She says his name while pondering about something. She stood perfectly still because she was afraid to cause the fluttercorn to fall off. "Umm.. what are you named after? what wood or tree were you named after?" She eagerly drills the fluttercorn because she is very interested in this stallion.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 8:50 pm
The flutter closed his eyes for a moment and then began to speek, his sing-song voice started to weave a tale. " When the Earth begun there was just water. All the animals lived above it and the sky was beginning to become crowded. They were all curious about what was beneath the water and one day Dayunsi, the water beetle, volunteered to explore it. He went everywhere across the surface but he couldn't find any solid ground. Diving below the surface to the bottom all he found was mud so Dayunsi braught it back up and the mud began to enlarge in size and spread outwards until it became the Earth as we know it. After all this had happened, one of the animals attached this new land to the sky with four strings to hold it in place." The small stallion paused in his story wondering if she wanted to know more.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 2:59 pm
Rowenya's eyes is in danger of popping out of her head as she continues to watch (or at least try to) the fluttercorn with avid interest. The wind filly flutters her wings excitedly as she hears the story about how the earth and his namesake sprang out of the mud. "Wow!! so you were named after the water beetle? Wow..!" her eyes went even more wide and her eyes is in danger of falling out their socket. "Four strings?" She tries not to dance excitedly as she peers up at the fluttercorn. "Please tell me more! I want to know!" She cries out excitedly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:49 pm
Continueing his tale the flutter moved from her nose and circled in the air, only to land and grow until he was the same size as her. "Well just after the Earth was formed, it was very flat and very soft so the animals decided to send a bird down to see if it had dried. After flying for a long time the bird eventually returned to the animals telling them it still wasn't dry enough to land on. As the land was still too wet, the animals sent the great Buzzard from Galun'lati to prepare it for them. The buzzard flew down and by the time that he reached the Soquili lands, he was so tired that his wings began to hit the ground. Wherever they hit the ground a mountain or valley formed. The Soquili lands still remain the same today with all the land forms that the Buzzard formed and that's how the world was created."
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 1:35 pm
Rowenya wiggles her nose as she feels the small weight move off her nose and she watches Dayunsi eagerly. The filly stayed silent as she listens to the story while her mind drifts off, imagining the beginning of the world forms with beetle coming out of the mud and water and the buzzard creating mountains and valleys. Her eyes glazed over as she allows her imagine herself helping the buzzard create the mountains and valleys while watching the earth create itsself. She suddenly flops to the ground hitting the ground with her wings to see if she could make a mountain or valley. "That is one cool story you just told!" She finally says as she flaps her wings wildly against the ground determinedly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:59 pm
"Well thank you, I try to keep my lexicon complete." Dayunsi made a small bow shaking his head to toss his curly hair back out of his face. The flowers entangled between his locks let loose a mild perfume that scented the air. The flutter smiled as he watched the filly bat the ground with her wings before speaking once more. "It is tradition when a storyteller tells a story that the listener tells one in kind. Would you like to tell a story? It can be about anything or completely made up." Dayunsi's wings caught the light as they fluttered quietly without him knowing.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:36 am
Rowenya blinks at the word "lexicon" and she cranes her neck forward to peer at him curiously. "What is 'Lexicon'?" She inquires confusedly before she stands up, dusting off her wings sending the dust particles flying into the air. She stops as she looks at Dayunsi curiously. "Story..." She ponders as she tries to remember the story Christabel will tell her about the fire. "Oh oh oh!! Heres the one about how the fire started!" She excitedly says as she looks very serious and began her story. "Long, long ago, animals and trees talked with each other, but there was no fire at that time.
Fox was most clever and he tried to think of a way to create fire for the world. One day, he decided to visit the Geese, te-tl, whose cry he wished to learn how to imitate. They promised to teach him if he would fly with them. So they contrived a way to attach wings to Fox, but cautioned him never to open his eyes while flying." She flutters her wings excitedly as she continues the story.
"Whenever the Geese arose in flight, Fox also flew along with them to practice their cry. On one such adventure, darkness descended suddenly as they flew over the village of the fireflies, ko-na- tcic-a. In midflight, the glare from the flickering fireflies caused Fox to forget and he opened his eyes--instantly his wings collapsed! His fall was uncontrollable. He landed within the walled area of the firefly village, where a fire constantly burned in the center.
Two kind fireflies came to see fallen Fox, who gave each one a necklace of juniper berries, katl-te-i-tse.
Fox hoped to persuade the two fireflies to tell him where he could find a way over the wall to the outside. They led him to a cedar tree, which they explained would bend down upon command and catapult him over the wall if he so desired."
Rowenya pauses as she looks at the stallion in front of her with uncertain look on her face. "Do you want me to contiune?"
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