Re: Arctic Lights
Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 8:11 pm
Nova managed to jump aside in time to avoid a snow wall in the face, although her long tail was crusted with bits of ice and powder once the air cleared. It was an inconvenience, but as long as she managed to keep it off her back legs she should avoid any real damage.
Breeze, on the other hoof, was too busy watching his little mare hop around to realize what she had leaped aside for. There was a sense of surprise in her, but not of urgency; instead of mimicking her as he did earlier he simply wondered what had startled her. In his efforts to step closer to see what was the matter, he wound up directly in the line of snow.
Snorting, he dropped to the ground and rolled around, scraping off the worst of what was sticking to him. In all honesty he was getting irritated - or rather he was getting incredibly irritated. What was it with these entrances today? It was ridiculous! Didn't anyone know how to simply walk up and say 'hi' any more?
With the way this was going he half hoped they didn't catch the bit of white and green they had seen earlier. If it was another Serian, like Nova thought, it would probably lead to another obnoxious round of faceplanting.
Brushing off his bad mood as he got to his feet, he busied himself with his feathers as Nova started the introductions. However annoying it was to have an attempted ambush directly followed by a skidding snow-flying landing, he knew he should give the fellow a chance, whoever he was.
Though he hoped they could honestly start moving now - these interruptions had to end some time, right? There was a walking holly berry bush he wanted to track down...
It seems you managed to escape injury. Perhaps circle a few times to drop your speed before attempting to land, should you repeat yourself. I am Nova, and the one insisting on grooming my tail is Breeze.
He had to smirk a bit - his mouth was full of her tail, scraping off and melting the worst of the frozen debris. That, of course, didn't stop him from answering in turn.
Pweesh't ta meef ya, o' Ah vill be 'en Ah can 'ook at ya.
Nova let out a little chuckle. Leave it to Breeze to talk with a full mouth. Hopefully the new fellow understood him.
His entrance didn't disconcert her in the least, although she wasn't the one that wound up blanketed in cold fluff and ice shards. If anything the good-natured expression on the stallion's face as he stumbled to a stop told her a little of his character. He didn't take his own mistakes too seriously.
He would also provide an extra pair of eyes. Rather or not the bit of white and green that had been moving nearby was another of their kind or not didn't seem to matter as company had found them instead. She was curious to see this lake, however, as it could tell her quite a bit about the region. There should still be small animals near the shallows, usually mammals that could last a cold winter, and traces of plant-life that would regrow when the sun's heat returned. There might even be a great sea beast trapped there after swimming upstream from the oceans long ago. It wouldn't be the first time she had discovered such a thing, as it was quite common back home.
Besides that, the sun would glitter so beautifully off the frozen water. She didn't want to miss that.
This is Dart, Breeze said, spitting out a few stray hairs as he finished fiddling with her tail. He joined us a little bit ago. We were going to see what some sort of moving holly bush was, and there's a lake nearby that seems interesting.
Were you hurt? Nova glanced at Dart with a touch of concern, wanting to be sure the stranger hadn't clipped him in the head with a hoof during the landing. If there was anything wrong it was best to tell them; even snow caught up his nose could be something they might help him with.
You've got a good coating of ice as well, Breeze observed, and took a half a step closer as Nova turned back to the flying speed demon. Want a hand with some of that?
Come. Rather or not you'd like to see what may be found it would be best for you to start moving. The snow on your legs is beginning to refreeze as ice over your knees.
She reached over to help clean out the last of the snow weighing on Breeze's wings, quickly clearing the places he hadn't been able to reach himself while she spoke. After nipping at his forelock and helping brush it off his eye she turned back to the stranger, waiting for his name - and for him to start moving. If he didn't want to go with them, then that was fine as well. Perhaps they could find a new adventure together.
Or perhaps he knew a shortcut.
Breeze, on the other hoof, was too busy watching his little mare hop around to realize what she had leaped aside for. There was a sense of surprise in her, but not of urgency; instead of mimicking her as he did earlier he simply wondered what had startled her. In his efforts to step closer to see what was the matter, he wound up directly in the line of snow.
Snorting, he dropped to the ground and rolled around, scraping off the worst of what was sticking to him. In all honesty he was getting irritated - or rather he was getting incredibly irritated. What was it with these entrances today? It was ridiculous! Didn't anyone know how to simply walk up and say 'hi' any more?
With the way this was going he half hoped they didn't catch the bit of white and green they had seen earlier. If it was another Serian, like Nova thought, it would probably lead to another obnoxious round of faceplanting.
Brushing off his bad mood as he got to his feet, he busied himself with his feathers as Nova started the introductions. However annoying it was to have an attempted ambush directly followed by a skidding snow-flying landing, he knew he should give the fellow a chance, whoever he was.
Though he hoped they could honestly start moving now - these interruptions had to end some time, right? There was a walking holly berry bush he wanted to track down...
It seems you managed to escape injury. Perhaps circle a few times to drop your speed before attempting to land, should you repeat yourself. I am Nova, and the one insisting on grooming my tail is Breeze.
He had to smirk a bit - his mouth was full of her tail, scraping off and melting the worst of the frozen debris. That, of course, didn't stop him from answering in turn.
Pweesh't ta meef ya, o' Ah vill be 'en Ah can 'ook at ya.
Nova let out a little chuckle. Leave it to Breeze to talk with a full mouth. Hopefully the new fellow understood him.
His entrance didn't disconcert her in the least, although she wasn't the one that wound up blanketed in cold fluff and ice shards. If anything the good-natured expression on the stallion's face as he stumbled to a stop told her a little of his character. He didn't take his own mistakes too seriously.
He would also provide an extra pair of eyes. Rather or not the bit of white and green that had been moving nearby was another of their kind or not didn't seem to matter as company had found them instead. She was curious to see this lake, however, as it could tell her quite a bit about the region. There should still be small animals near the shallows, usually mammals that could last a cold winter, and traces of plant-life that would regrow when the sun's heat returned. There might even be a great sea beast trapped there after swimming upstream from the oceans long ago. It wouldn't be the first time she had discovered such a thing, as it was quite common back home.
Besides that, the sun would glitter so beautifully off the frozen water. She didn't want to miss that.
This is Dart, Breeze said, spitting out a few stray hairs as he finished fiddling with her tail. He joined us a little bit ago. We were going to see what some sort of moving holly bush was, and there's a lake nearby that seems interesting.
Were you hurt? Nova glanced at Dart with a touch of concern, wanting to be sure the stranger hadn't clipped him in the head with a hoof during the landing. If there was anything wrong it was best to tell them; even snow caught up his nose could be something they might help him with.
You've got a good coating of ice as well, Breeze observed, and took a half a step closer as Nova turned back to the flying speed demon. Want a hand with some of that?
Come. Rather or not you'd like to see what may be found it would be best for you to start moving. The snow on your legs is beginning to refreeze as ice over your knees.
She reached over to help clean out the last of the snow weighing on Breeze's wings, quickly clearing the places he hadn't been able to reach himself while she spoke. After nipping at his forelock and helping brush it off his eye she turned back to the stranger, waiting for his name - and for him to start moving. If he didn't want to go with them, then that was fine as well. Perhaps they could find a new adventure together.
Or perhaps he knew a shortcut.