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[OPEN] Exploring and Patrolling

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Despite the intense Tallsun heat that has burned away most of the mists of Birdsong, for some reason, this mountain has remained shrouded in mystery. The cloud cover that flocks it in a ring around the base makes a tempting playground for you—it will be cool and shaded within, and if you fly deep enough, perhaps the glare that is bouncing off of the few snowy white clouds in the sky will not be so intense. So, you head for the mountain, alternating in a powerful flap-glide until the world around you suddenly goes from blue to gray.

Flying through these clouds feels like you have entered some otherworldly realm. It is eerily silent, and as far as you can see, you are the only one here. However, someone could be gliding along up here—they could practically be right next to you, hidden by the mist, and you would never know. A stony cliff looms out of the fog, and you bank a sharp right, enjoying the pleasant shiver that runs down your spine as the adrenaline kicks in from your little high speed evasion maneuver. You may not have your graceful landings down yet, but you are proud of the aerodynamic acrobatics that you are beginning to chance. You don’t consider yourself a daredevil by any means, but you are at home in the sky. Dangerous as your limited visibility flights may be, you somehow trust the air to hold you, to cradle you like the first warm thermals you rode as a yearling back in Th'orqui.

You amuse yourself testing out your evasion techniques for a good half an hour, circling back to the cliff and dodging it from this way and that, working up a sweat as you plummet closer and closer, pinning copper and white wings to your body on the final pass. Your stomach drops at the proximity of the cliff, and you let loose a giggle-whoop that borders on relief and hysteria—perhaps that is enough of that for now. Lazily, you flap off, searching for a place to land on the mountain.

And it seems that today, you’re in luck: as you rise from the blanket of clouds and into the sunlight, you catch sight of a beautiful green meadow just ahead on the summit of the mountain. The lush green grass aplenty makes your mouth water, and eagerly, you go in for a landing (a rather clumsy one, as usual, but at least you manage to keep your feet beneath you today). Heartily, you yank up a mouthful and survey your surroundings. That’s when the filly catches your eye.

She is standing quietly a little ways off, towards the edge of the meadow. She is alone, so you offer a friendly nicker and begin to trot towards her. For some reason, she looks familiar to you. You know you must have seen her somewhere before, but you can’t quite place her. Ah well. A friendly face is a friendly face, whether you recall her name or not.

@[Amani]


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Exploring and Patrolling - by Amani - 06-17-2014, 03:12 PM
RE: Exploring and Patrolling - by Nasreen - 06-19-2014, 01:24 AM
RE: Exploring and Patrolling - by Nasreen - 06-26-2014, 02:40 AM
RE: Exploring and Patrolling - by Amani - 06-22-2014, 02:23 AM

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