Blow a Kiss, Fire a Gun

Blow a Kiss, Fire a Gun

Naerys Posts: 86

World's Edge Sleuth atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 4

Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.1 :: 3 :: Tallsun HP: 65.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Petyr :: Bornean Green Magpie :: Ashen Rottie

09-19-2015, 01:51 AM

WE HELD TOGETHER THE FRAGILE SKY TO KEEP OUR WAY OF LIFE

Once again, the girl wanders - leaping over the remains of the glass wall and heading east towards the forests once again. This time, she leaves her young bird, Petyr, at home with mother's owl. Without Hemlock (the owl), Petyr would have surely died. Naerys didn't have a clue about how to hunt for the small bird or how to feed him, and truthfully she still doesn't. Instead, she simply relies on her family to help care for him. She knows he is safe with them. Safer, perhaps, than he is with her while she gallivants across the countryside desperate for adventure.

Adventure the burned through the blood in her veins, calling her out and away from the World's Edge. Long, slender legs move with a slightly unusual amount of grace for a filly just shy of a year old. Once the trees make way for open field, her pace increases to a full on gallop as she stretches out her wings. With a few hard thrusts, her small hooves raise above the ground. From there, her wings beat against the wind lifting her higher until she's soaring high enough that she should be able to pass above the trees of the deep forest ahead and, further, the threshold. After encountering her aunt, Iona, in the threshold just days ago, the girl finds herself curious as to what other family members she might discover crawling out of the woodwork. It had been a coincidence, no doubt, but it's difficult to convince children of such things.

Naerys flies until she reaches the area where she found Iona but what she quickly discovers is that the landing here is a far more difficult task than she's ever undertaken before. The trees are separated enough to make it possible and yet close enough to make it uncomfortable. Concern etches her tender, young features as she finds the largest gap her teal eyes can see. Tucking her legs, the girl swoops down, attempting to flap her wings just so in an attempt to slow herself down and land more gently. It fails, of course, and as the girl attempts to place her small hooves and long legs on the ground beneath her, the force of the impact causes her to stumble. Before she can fold her wings, the tips scrape against a few trees and a few branches grab onto a few of her feathers, ripping them out as she stumbles gracelessly forward. The young girl practically squeaks as she attempts to regain her footing, only to fail and trip over a low-lying bush.

She catches herself with her folded forelimbs, her back legs spread a little wider in a desperate attempt at gaining balance. For a moment she remains in this awkward position, her chocolate forelock hanging messily over her vibrant turquoise eyes. Snorting softly, the girl shifts and places her front hooves beneath her once more. That's when she sees him and a familiar feeling of heat rises up her neck and to her cheeks. Her wings clamp tightly against her sides and she lightly tosses her head, sending her forelock to the right of her face. Every ounce of her hoped he hadn't seen anything but somehow, she knew that was an unlikely occurrence. She hadn't exactly been subtle.

The girl swallows hard then shifts to stand a little straighter, taller. Teal eyes mask the embarrassment churning in her stomach as she moves towards him, her long legs covering ground fairly easily. "Hello." she says, her voice soft yet sweet. "I'm Naerys. I...uh...is there anything I can help you with?" she asks, desperately trying to not be young and awkward...and failing. Well, this certainly wasn't what she'd been expecting and it definitely wasn't going the way she'd thought it would. Too late to back out now.

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