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01-16-2013, 10:42 PM
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Sun glistens down on his aureate back, likened colors meeting like close friends. Cocoa brown pillars turning lighter as large frame was warmed by the heat of Birdsong. It was a day meant for beauty, birds singing their hearts out in joy, celebrating the disappearance of Birdsong and the approach of hotter seasons that suited their small bodies. They flitted and drifted down to him at times, inspecting his massive wings as if confused. Kaj flexed them, a bit unhappy with how cramped he felt. His wings were not necessarily small, and walking with them curled up so close to avoid bumping and scraping them on trees was not comfortable once his limit was reached. Muscles throbbed softly, not quite painful but enough to remind him that he belonged in the skies. Sigh of relief and anticipation passed his lips as a clearing appeared, the tips of the trees more than wide enough to accept his draft lines and wingspan. Gait quickened and warm drafts filled the space beneath his feathers, lifting him encouragingly to the skies. Elation filled his visage as he touched freedom, spiraling higher and higher with strong downbeats that made up for the lack of upward current. Breaking free of the tree tops he leveled out, moving with ease in a place many without wings found amazing and scary in equal measure. Higher he climbed, sky blue eyes meeting their namesake as he scanned the forest floor. He may be a Protector of the Edge, and therefore a soldier, but Kaj loved his herd and knew they needed numbers as much as possible now that Mirage had returned. Hooves skimmed the leaves below him, and he pushed his wings down hard until the tips nearly touched the crowns of the trees to lift him once more. Searching soon produced fruit, for he discovered the presence of a grey unicorn beneath him. Unable to see well enough from his vantage point he called below to announce his presence as he began to descend. Slow circles bringing him back down carefully between the trees, unwilling to break a wing or even injure one. Those weren't fun. Soon large body touched down with a soft thud and he smiled briefly at the other stallion. "Hello. Welcome to Helovia. I am Kaj, Protector of the Edge." A bit uncomfortable saying so much all at once, but the aureate stallion had to if he wanted to be polite. No scents were directly noticeable on his coat, and Kaj was willing to advise him on the homes available to him. Pleasant face, always stuck halfway in daydreaming phase, greeted the unicorn as he awaited a reply. |
