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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2022 6:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2022 6:32 pm
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The entire winter emanated silence and whispered of slumber. The grass slept and so too did most of the lands critters. This season hadn't been the coldest, but cold even still. A late first snow covered the land in a puffy white sheen. The sun streaked through the clouds to the east, bidding it's good morning to those below. Irithiel stood in the suns rays, willing it to warm her coat. It did not warm her coat as much as she would like. Hours before, even cuddled next to the warm soul that she shared her heart with, she still felt the nights bite on her skin. Waking early, she wandered into the clearing, staying within ear shot of those that would keep her from harm. Closing her eyes, she daydreamed of Summer with the lush jade trees with green bushes at their feet. The suns rays during the day provided a much warmer embrace. At night, the lantern bearers of her herd would come out. The fireflies would greet them, carrying small torches of their own. Her heart paid homage to the thought. Opening her eyes, she thought a small goodbye to her lively forest home. Not that it had gone anywhere. Just for now, it slept.
The silence did not last. Ice cracked on a branch in the distance. Irithiel's whole body jumped from the sound. The sound echoing through the forest and into the clearing. Iri sighed. Calithiel might giggle at her for being so easily spooked. The lack of a good nights sleep likely put her more on edge. A little more jumpy than usual.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 3:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 4:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 4:24 pm
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The calm, soft voice, still spooked Irithiel. Her hide jolted like it had been given an electric shock. She bucked up her legs, then caught herself, legs jumping left, then right. What she saw, was nothing scary. A mare. The stance and body language of the icey white stranger, held no threat to Irithiel. Shaking out her hair, and bobbing her head twice, she relaxed, stepping her legs into a more calm position. Not once lowering her horn, even at the possible threat of danger. Although long and sleek, her horn is never to be used to defend herself. Likely, she would hurt someone innocent, or break it. As such, she made sure to keep her head held high, even when afraid. Exhaling, she offered a sincere apology. "Humble apologies for the startle." she didn't add 'I'm just easily startled'. Her nature is not to over explain her actions. No one came to harm or suffered, except her sufferance of manners to this stranger.
"Please." she replied as she stepped aside so the other could have a clear path to the maple.
Something about the mare felt alluring to Irithiel. She couldn't place exactly why that is. She stared, somewhat awkwardly. Strangers didn't come here often, or not that she ever saw. Being on the edge of two overlapping territories, it's bound to happen. Obviously anyone who surveys the area wouldn't let someone that would bring harm to others, this deep in the forest. Irithiel felt silly for feeling threatened. This would be a story to share with her mate for sure.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 5:42 pm
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