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09-05-2015, 03:17 PM
With the spring came tradewinds, and with the winds came the best flying of the year. Nasreen was well aware of this fact, and on this sunny day she decided to venture forth from the Throat for a day of freewheeling fun. With the air shifting beneath her wings, the she took to the sky, heading east. Of course, she would have preferred some company, but Ilios was nowhere to be found and Bucephalus was still away. So off she went by herself, hoping that perhaps someone would join her along the way. As she flew, she hummed and sang snippets of old festival songs to pass the time. Occasionally her grey eyes would cloud when thinking of the dear home now lost to her forever, but Nasreen had found that the melodies were a way to remember Th’orqui and her family. It was strange, to think that she had now lived longer outside of her ancestral lands than within them. How different life would have been, she mused, if the uprising had never occurred. She would be a princess with all of the privileges and responsibilities of a royal, and perhaps by this time, Quilyan would have been king. Like memories of her lost kingdom, thoughts of her oldest brother bring tears to the girl’s eyes. She still didn’t know what had befallen him in the chaos of the Moon’s rampage, and though she hoped that somewhere out there he was still alive, she was almost certain that he was not. But Nasreen didn’t want to dwell on it today. She’d taken this flight to forget about everything, only if for an afternoon, so pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind, she dove and spiraled, whooping with exhilaration. Shifting her primaries, she balanced on the breeze, practicing her aerial control for the next hour. It felt good to stretch her wings. Eventually when she tired, the crash of the waves on the beach below beckoned to her, and lazily the girl drifted downwards to land on the white sands of the Endless Blue. Snorting in satisfaction, Nasreen trotted into the shallows, letting the sea swirl around her milky legs. The salty spray coated her body and clung to her hair in a myriad of crystal droplets, but she didn’t mind. With the warmth of the sun beating down upon her back, it would dry quickly enough. Enjoying the surf, Nasreen walked along the shoreline, ears pricked for signs of life. She didn’t have to wait long. Soon, a dark figure appeared in the distance, and as Nasreen ambled on in his direction, she saw that he was walking towards her as well. As he drew closer, the young mare saw that he was a large red bay. Powerful bat wings were folded against his back. While she once would have been more apprehensive at the sight of a strange male, loneliness and curiosity made a powerful combination. Instead of retreating, her pace quickened slightly. She hoped to catch the stranger, even if just for a brief exchange of small talk. “Hello!” she called out cheerfully as she approached. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” With a glance at his wings, she nodded at the sky with a smile. “Perfect for flying.” horse:Colourize-Stock.deviantart.com || bg: Dark-Wolfs-Stock.deviantart.com || wings: Chocomix-Stock.deviantart.com & Chunga-Stock.deviantart.com || image: impassioned-dreams.deviantart.com || table by wanda |
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Please do not tag Nasreen except for in opening posts and in spars!
