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a lost bird [joining] - Ria - 10-01-2012 There was blood staining a sharp, hooked iron gray beak. Yellow talons shifted, digging in long black claws. The winter winds were chilling, and Ria sought to find someplace to nest down, maybe find a horse who would protect her, unknowing of the mercenary's nature. She was a mercenary, but unbeknownst to her, she was about to join a herd. A sleuth, a spy, a hawk in the shadows. The jagged beak clicked, and the regal head swiveled, haughtily taking in her surroundings. Not her favorite place to be, but better to be in the home of equines than the be-damned skyrats' or horned savages' territories. Another foul wind blew, ruffling her dark brown feathers that glinted with gold around the edges. She extended her massive wings, equivalent to a small pegasus'.
There was blood on her reputation, untold stories of war in her sharp yellow eyes. She was a warrior, no good girl gone bad, no evil spinster sitting in a web. In truth, she was one of those rather heart-breaking cases; where so many lies had tightened a sharp net about her, and no longer does she dare to trust, to love, or even to hope. So she justifies her rage and fury, longing too, by her hunger, by her powerful attacks on any who oppose her. Ria needed a home. Even if she was a lone bird in a heap of ugly horses. {{OOC}} I was wondering if she could be 'forced' into the herd by someone? RE: a lost bird [joining] - Zamoro - 10-02-2012 Zamoro climbed through the hills, that surrounded the beauty of snow. It was cold, he felt the icy wind bear against his seal brown hair. His mane softly trickled flowing through the soft freezing wind. He trotted through the sided small path, as he paced himself slowly. He put his ears down, to keep them tucked away from the dead icy wind. As he continued curious, yet grumpy of the coldness. He found himself walking upon the same tree's of which he passed through on his first day. Under the bared tree's he walked, and quietly stood there. Attempting in most cases to get small shelter to cover him. He felt the wind blow right through him, making him shudder, shaking the small frost off his black mane. He shifted, noticing in the corner of his eye from above. Lye a sharp eagle of a beauty. Noticing it, Zamoro shifted and looked up saying jolly below. "Hello." RE: a lost bird [joining] - Ria - 10-04-2012 Ria's wicked beak snapped shut, and her hawks' eyes sharpened with distrust at the sight of the horse wandering below her. The form was a dark, rich brown, with faded lustrous golden flanks, an equine. Not too low on the food-chain, certainly not worth attacking. Yet. Ria ruffled her wings, taking a side-step on the thin brown branch. The wind moaned, sending the tree's bare, cracked gray-brown branches cackling up against each other.
"Hello," The stallion announced his presence to her, looking up. Scorn dripped from her words as the Wedge-tailed Hawk replied. "And just who are you? A bumbling idiot wandering through the valley? By God, pathetic horses are little better than skyrats," Ria's gray beak clicked, and her talons tightened around the branch, gouging deep tracks into it. RE: a lost bird [joining] - Solstice - 10-04-2012
RE: a lost bird [joining] - Ria - 10-05-2012 Ria squawked furiously, spreading her wings and glaring at the idiot who dared to challenge her. "Ha! You call me rude, sassy mare? Fine, fine. I'm sorry." The hawk spits the words from her mouth, yellow eyes glowing in fierce contempt. "Now that we've settled our differences, I've come to offer my help to this herd." Herd of dumb asses. Ria thought furiously to herself, ruffling her wings indignantly. Despite her vision, she could hardly tell the horses apart. They all looked the same; spotted or bay or white or yellow and white. She hops from branch to branch, until she lands on the ground, snow crunching under her talons. "Look, missus, I am sorry. I simply mean to... find sanctuary for the winter and thought" Wrongly. "That you would welcome an innocent bird into your midst." Ria didn't smother on honey thick to her voice. They would accept her as she is, or they wouldn't. If not, she could fly south and chase down those delicious mice and rats alone for the winter. But it would be so much easier to stay and do errands for a herd.
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