Chamaiin's Teepee

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So many new Soquilis! [PRP]

 

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Yei & Zeda [PRP]

 

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[ Lady Kiya ]

Cualtzin trotted through the vally, as there wasn't much else to do. Though, rolling in the grass and flowers seemed like alot of fun. Seeing how there were still flowers around, this could be his last chance before winter rolled in. He didn't even bother to look around before he flopped down and then started to roll in the slightly green grass, and almost dead flowers.

He didn't like winter too much, other then it snowed and he loved the snow. Flowers disappear, and it was hard to find some to go in his mane and tail. But he could leave a few months without them. He laughed as he stopped rolling in them. Bits of peddles falling off. Grass stuck to his mane and parts of his neck and back. Mud clinging to parts of his back. It was a great morning indeed.

He never felt happier, other then when he was with his mate. He continued to lay there for a minute, debating if he wanted to roll in them again. Indeed it was fun, but sometimes he had to leave some flowers for the rest of the soquili in the land. Though, lately, he'd been finding a few stompt on flowers.

Baneful

((I don't have his unclothed image but he's the same colour all over so I don't think it matters razz ))

Natsiya was nearby, as yet unaware of Cualtzin's exultations in the last remnants of summer. He wasn't really concerned with the greenery other than it was much harder to find in winter, the season that was now most definitely on it's way. His thicker winter fur had come in but he could still feel the first bites of cold on the air at night and in the further reaches of the sky. Ruffling his silky golden mane out of his face he drew his wings about himself further trying to drive out the thoughts of the winter to come and focus on what was left of the sun and the warmth.

He trotted out tentatively from the cover of the trees, scanning the area with apparent caution, he looked as though he could spring away at any moment, his muscles tense. But his outward appearance wasn't entirely indicative of his thoughts, though nervy, he wasn't that afraid. It was for this reason, that on spotting another stallion nearby that he headed nearer rather than flying away, as he did so, averting his gaze slightly in a vague sort of submission.

Chamain

(( *points to sig. for Zeda* ))

Chasing a random bug, like always, Zeda jumped after a monarch flying freely up high in the air. Since it was too high for her to reach, her head was down watching it's shadow glide across the land. Her tiny hoofs galloping. How fun was this to chase after something. She just can't wait until she could kill something when she was older.

Her eyes were too busy focussing on the butterfly, that she didn't notice anyone else was there around her. Suddenly....OOMF!! Zeda's head felt slightly dizzy, then she opened her eyes to find herself lying down on her back and her eyes watching the insect get away. She got up and looked at what she tripped over. A log covered with mold or fungus on it, making it self blend with the grass. Zeda felt stupid why she hadn't seen it.

Hearing rustling sounds in the grass, her attention switched towards the source. Raising her little eyebrow at the moving grass, getting an idea, maybe today she could kill something. Slowly creeping up to the spot, she was very good with creeping up behind stuff without making noise. Patitently waiting for another movement, as the grass shook more, she got down lower. Then as she felt the power, the filly sprung up into the air, taking a glance down to find a dotted stallion there, quickly tilting her body abit so she wouldn't land on another soquili. Zeda landed on her side. Ouch. Her head felt dizzy...again.

[ Lady Kiya ]

Several things happened at once. First, Cualtzin noticed something in the corner of his eye. Turning to see what it was, it was infact another stallion. Strange, this one had long blond hair flowing in the air and wings. He'd seen a few wind soquili, but this one seemed alot different. Second, out of no where a little foal comes flying at him. Only seeing her as she landed.

Jumping up with a slight yelp as he was surprised from the little one. Finally calming down as he stood, he laughed at himself. Nothing was trying to kill him, the little foal was just playing. Or was just surprised from him aswell and he was of her?

"Hello!" He said cheerfully, curled tail flicked as he pawed at the ground looking from one to the other. Strange really, he'd only met two foals, well now three. This one was black and had a sparklie marking on her side. Interesting. She had red on her face, eyes and splatters of something on her leg. He grined.

Baneful

I'm not scared. I am a lion poised to pounce, I am a wolf on the hunt, I am my father's son.

That was the mantra that had taken up in his head to maintain his confidence, always in the shadow of his father as he was growing up he'd ended up a somewhat cowardly, shaky individual. After all, it was hard to be strong and assertive when there was always a large, loud, dominating stallion barking motivation at you and telling you to "BUCK UP AND GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER" when you were already jittery to begin with. He was supposed to uphold his family traditions and make his dad proud but so far he'd achevied neither and his social skills were shot to ribbons. Still, he wanted to make his dad proud someday even if it wasn't by overwhelming others with a loud charisma, he could be influential but in a much more subtle way he hoped.

He gathered up his composure and took a bold step nearer to the dark shape in the grass and opened his mouth to come out with a strong and assertive "Who might you be?" when out of the grass leapt Zeda, knocking those words right out of his head. His first thought was "Oh god it's a lion!" and he staggered backwards a bit before getting tangled up in his legs, collapsing in a heap of pristine white feather and gangly white legs. He hadn't actually thought to notice that the black shape was only a foal.

"Ohgoddon'tletit EAT ME!" he whimpered, curling up slightly.

He was just glad his father wasn't there to point out what a "big jessie" he was being.

Chamain

Getting up to face the first one who had spoke. Zeda tilted her head. He wasn't a small creature she could eat. Not replying to the first one's greeting, Zeda looked straight at the other stallion. Wings! He had wings too! Not like ones her grandma has, but his looked soft to touch. Zeda waited a few seconds, then she started laughing. At the one stallion who freaked out.

"Scaredy cat!" she cried outloud to the winged horse. Giggling more as she saw him on the ground. Zeda turned to this other male. "Hi..." wondering what might he want from her. Trotting around playfully around the two of them. She found it rather long, they were both so big and she was tiny. Although Zeda knew that one day this filly will grow up and be as big ad these two.

[ Lady Kiya ]

Cualtzin raised an eyebrow. Ok, this was strange. He'd never ran into someone like him before. "Are... Are you ok? She's a Filly. Nothing to be frighted of." He said smiling at the stallion. He quickly looked to the young mare. Well, she was only very young, so it made sence that she was making fun of him.

He straightened up and smiled at them both. "I'm Cualtzin" He said as he grined stupidly. He flopped his mane on one side, flower peddles falling from it. Grass still clinging to his neck and back. He was unawear how silly he looked with grass and flower peddles clinging and sticking out of his mane and parts of his tail. "It's a lovely day today, isn't it?" He asked hoping the other stallion would come out of being frightened.

Baneful

Somehow Nat managed to get himself untangled from where he fell, getting back onto his hooves and furling his wings again properly. Only when he'd managed that did he actually realise that his "lion" was nothing more than a little filly, one who immediately got him defined in two words, two words his father liked to use a lot. He huffed irritably, flicking his ears back. "Scaredy cat.." he said "Am not! I'm just..cautious." he ruffled his feathers again and gave his tail a swish to rid it of dirt.

"I'm Natsiya." he said, looking apologetic. "And yes. Lovely day, the last days of summer are always the nicest."

Chamain

Zeda gave a big yawn. Thing what the dotted one had said. I'm a filly, so what. I could scare anyone! But she didn't say these words outloud. "Sure you are cautious," smirking knowing that was not true.

"Name is Zeda," she said loudly so they could hear. What a lame question to ask. She was always very picky, wanting this and that. It had to be an interesting subject or she'll lose interest and end up turning away to leave. Zeda didn't want to leave since she just met these two, and she had a good laugh at one of them. Here eys kept staring at his wings, they looked really, really fluffy.

Winter was coming, it'll arrive sooner than you think. The thought made Zeda shiver, just thinking about all the coldness and ice to slip on.

Not able to resist, Zeda walked towards the winged stallion. Opening her mouth to take a bite and see if it tasted like chicken. After all, his wings did look like a bird's wings. NightShade's, her grandma, wings weren't furry looking. They looked so sharp to Zeda, that if you touch it, it would make a hole through your body.

[ Lady Kiya ]

Cualtzin smiled to the other stallion. Ok, so he wasn't so strange. It was good to be cautious. Though, Cualtzin didn't really know when to be cautions. He'd walk up to any type of animal, not knowing if it was dangerous. He didn't pay attention to the body language. "Indeed!"

He looked to the filly and laughed. She had spunk. He liked that. Reminded him of the first Filly he met. What was her name? He'd forgotten since it had been such a long time. Too bad. His ears flickered up and down as he tried to remember the name. He did what looked like a shrug. Leaning down a little as if he was going to play with the filly.

He watched her walk over to the other stallion as if to bite him. Ah, so that's how she played? He laughed. "We should play tag!" He said as he was leaned down, butt in the air. He shook it for a second. "It'd be fun!"

Baneful

Nat was facinated by the other two equines, he always was, after all he spent most of his time alone, in time you forgot what other soquili looked like, your world consisted of no friends other than the sky and the ground below. At least when he was alone he couldn't disappoint anyone but himself. Still, it was nice to chat to others, remember that while you were off soaring under endlessly cold blue skies, the world turned regardless.

He made note of the other's names, trying his best not to forget them though knowing his luck, he probably would.

As Zeda casually made her way over to him he shifted his weight nervously but stayed put, watching her closely, he wasn't about to run away again. He was totally oblivious to her intentions though so didn't even move his wings out of the way of any potential foal-teeth. Instead his attention snapped back to Cualtzin and he blinked incredulously.

Did that stallion just play-bow like a dog?

Chamain

What?... Zeda snapped her mouth closed and turned slowly to look at Cualtzin. Only to find him lowering his head. "Tag?" she gave a confused look and wondered if this stallion was just making things up.

Turning around, she faced the dotted one and still held the puzzled look. "What is that? I've nevr heard of it." once you were born and out of the basket, it didn't mean you already know what everything was. Zeda hoped that these two won't look at her like if she was dumb. Certainly she was not.

[ Lady Kiya ]

He stood up straight. "OH! You don't know.. Ok! It's where one, that's it, tags another. Then the one that gets tagged has to tag someone else." He said. Looking in both directions, much like shifty eyes, Cualtzin lighty taps Zeda and trots away from her. "now your it!"

Even though he towered over her, he was much like a foal as any little one. A foal trapped in a stallion's body. He lowered his front half again, shaking his but in the air. How silly he was, his tail flickered. "It'll be fun, and all three of us could play." He said looking from Zeda to Natsiya. "What do you say, Zeda, Natsiya?" He asked.

It was a simple game. Though, he hoped he explained it well. Perhaps he may had to explain it further. Though, he hoped they caught on as he showed them how it was done. Tagging Zeda, made her the one who everyone would have to run from. He gave a huge grin as he waited for them to answer.

 

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Baneful

Nat had never played tag before, he never really got a chance to warm to kids games being an only child and not really having a chance to play them. He got the idea and rules of tag from what Cual said but couldn't see the point. He shifted a little nervously "I'm no good at that sort of thing. But I could try if you want?"

He grinned supposing that he'd have an advantage in some ways with his wings, though he made a note not to cheat so he couldn't be caught. "So we need to run away from Zeda?" he asked, just making sure.

Chamain

The tought and idea of this game made Zeda think it was a hunting game. Judging by the description, she liked the idea. It sounded fun to run around hunting each other. Shaking her legs out a bit first, and shook her body, Zeda closed her eyes, made a quick plan. Got ready to pounce once again, opening her eyes, her target spotted, Cualtzin is her first victim.

First two legs lifted from the ground and landed further away from where her front legs had been. Then her back legs followed. Running as fast as she could at the stallion. Her eyes seem to glow even brighter. The skull on her rump giving a huge grin. Springing up into the air once more she aimed for the stallion and she yelled. "ATTACK!!!"

Zeda dived head first at Cualtzin. She didn't know if he was going to dodge her or not. If he dodges her, she wanted to land on all fours then. If he didn't then she'll end up pushing him down and her rolling off to the side.

[ Lady Kiya ]

(( :: pats Infi :: it's ok. Our names are really similar. xD ))

Cualtzin didn't see the foal coming at first. He was paying attention to Nat. He smiled at him. "Oh! It'll be fu..." He stopped as he turned towards the little filly as she said Attack. It was really no time to move. The moment he even thought about moving the little one hit him with her head. Stepping back slight trying to keep his ballance, but failing horribly. Falling over, he started to laugh. "looks like I'm 'IT' again."

Standing up making sure the little filly was ok, he trotted in a small circle. Who to get who to get. He stopped. A huge grin on his face. They needed Nat in the game. Cualtzin trotted towards him, slightly sneaky like. Acting like he might tag the little filly again. He looked at Zeda and watched Nat from the corner of his eyes. Slowly, not as sneaky as he would like, but he was getting closer to the other stallion.

Out of no where he did what was suppose to be a lunge, but was more like a hop towards the other stallion. "Whee!" He said as he kicked his back legs a little stretching out his noise and closeing his eyes. Hoping to touch the other stallion to make him it.

Baneful

Nat had leapt aside as Zeda had charged past him to make her initial attack on Cual, totally convinced that he'd get tagged right away but instead Cual had been the one to get tagged by the filly. He smirked getting a little more confident and heartened by the example of how the game was played. So engrossed was he in watching the game play out that he quite forgot that he was supposed to be involved too. So while he was thinking to himself that "Zeda is soooo tagged again" he didn't even expect the tap from the other stallion that mean yep, he was it.

He blinked and grinned "Heh. That's what I get for daydreaming." He stretched his forelegs, shaking some movement into his shoulders from where he had been standing, deciding to give the others a bit of a head start. He shook out his wings, holding them out loosely by his side, the way he always did and with a "Here I come!" he cantered daintily after Zeda, demonstrating a good amount of agility in his skinny legs. With a playful laugh, he decided to try and trick her, he flapped his wings once, twice and then soared clean over the foal, hoping that in doing so, he'd succeed in giving her the little tap with his wing that would signal that she was "it" again.

Chamain

The filly giggled at this game. This was fun, and gave her hunting practice. Zeda was it again. She turned towards Natsiya and ran at him. Using her tail this time and flicked one of his legs with it before running away she yelled "Your it!" getting the hang of the game, Zeda loved it.

Her interest was caught by the same or another monarch butterfly flying above her. She watched it with her red eyes. Seeing how its shadow were near her, she decided to chase after ti again. The cause of this made Zeda run away from where the other two stallions were. It was then when Zeda had left the two of them. Although she didn't care, she's got something else to do now.

(( Sorry but I have to go now. Bye! Thanks for the RP! n_n heart ))

 

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You look like someone I know [PRP]

 

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Meeting the family [PRP]

 

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Foal Frenzy [PRP]

 

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A Windy Winter Day [PRP]

 

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The Spring Brings Many Things [PRP]

 

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Time with another sibling [PRP]

 

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The Racer In The Night [PRP]

 

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Many Moons [PRP]