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Post by stormgal on Oct 26, 2011 2:31:01 GMT -8
The young mare glided around the waterfall, this land of Keere was her favorite place. And since none lead this place, she wished to be the leader of this peaceful land. Her red wings started to sprial, going for a landing near the misty water. She landed with a solid thump and shook out her wings. The black with the red shoulders shined sweetly.
They were like Red Winged Black Bird's wings. But of course a males wings, the females were dull. It was odd, she was a mare, but had a males wings. It was very paculair. She started to preen her feathers, making them shine with brillance. They were shiny, silky and beautiful. She shook out her mane and gave a loud neigh, almost like telling whoever was here that she wished to be the leader of this land
But she knew no one would hear her, she was alone in this peaceful haven. The water misted against her blood bay coat, giving her a good bath. She sighed and folded her legs under her and folded her red wings on her back, fluffing them to a large size that made her feel safe to be alone...
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Post by Cloudy on Nov 4, 2011 5:33:37 GMT -8
The mist of the high skies made the sweet, peaceful young pegasi happy, her fifteen foot wings gliding through the air with ease. Her ivory bodice, light but sturdy, dissolved in with the misty snakes of the sky, it's clear blue tint reflecting fro the vast expanse of oceanic water. Dez sailed her pale wings through the air in silence, her long ribbons free and flying everywhere, her dark blue orbs gleaming with pleasure as she flew in her beloved world of sky.
A small pin prick of bright red hued equine shot down in front of Dez's eyes, spiralling onto the grassy bed and landing with a thump. Dez smiled. She was in a good mood today. The arabian framed mare landed on a small ledge, her long mane falling down both sides of her craned neck as she studied the stranger carefully. The strange mare's blood bay coat was shining in the misty air and her pegasus wings were those of a male blackbirds. Curiously, the mare had male's wings. This world really is odd. Dez thought sarcastically.
The stranger neighed, oblivious to the arabian's presence only a little way up. As the stranger flffed her wings larger, Dez simply stood there, mezmorized until finally, her voice worked. Tossing her dial and rearing up so the mare could see her, Dez neighed out to her.
Spreading her wings wide, the cloudy softness of their feathers soared into the mist, swooping down and landing silently beside the curious mare. Dez folded her neat, ivory wings to her back and smiled. Greetings stranger. So you want to be heard then? Dez asked and chuckled slightly. Well, you were heard, from way up there. I am Dez. She said lightly and looked toward the stranger for a reply.
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Post by stormgal on Dec 2, 2011 6:06:28 GMT -8
Vesta jumped at the sound of a voice. Startled to no end. She looked upon the white arabian mare with large wings. She noted that the wings resmbled no bird in particular. She smiled in return "Well.. I tend to be as loud as my wing sake when I am alone. Its quiet odd in my case." She considered the name the arabian stated to her, 'Dez' it was such a odd sounding name. She sighed and said kindly "Well Dez, I am Vesta. Its a pleasure to meet another horse"
Her voice had a soft shine to it, friendly and sweet, not wanting or needing a fight. The blood bay arabian herself wasn't really meant for fighting. But for a quiet company and to just be alone, listening to her wing - sakes songs. Red wing black birds had such beautiful songs, unlike their brethren Black birds. The young mare sighed and fluffed her large wings out, liking the cool mist under her feathers
She looked up to Dex "Well, aren't you going to join me? Its a bit strange to have a conversation while yelling." She smiled and motioned with her wings in a very weird movement. She had always been weird... |
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