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05-30-2016, 02:56 PM
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She seemed nice enough, the black and teal bird who stood before me. There wasn't anything threatening about her, and I knew my own strengths well enough that I wasn't worried about the possibility of her charging at me, those large wings of her would surely weigh her down. Right? It had been a while since the last time I had fought against one of the bird brains, they had been well skilled and trained warriors though and something about the silky smoothness of this one's flesh told me that the battlefield wasn't exactly where she felt most comfortable. For this reason, and this reason only, I allowed my spotted, battle scarred frame to settle down only slightly. The strict rigidity of tight muscles giving way to a more relaxed setting in hopes of keeping the mood light between the two of us. I was more worried over the safety of the pale grey eye that rested in the crook of my hock than I was over the well being of myself or the bird that stood before me. The pale egg shifted slightly against my hock, forcing my attention away from the teal marked bird, ears remaining pricked in her direction in case the friendly nature changed suddenly. I snorted softly, allowing the steam to billow over the still shockingly warm egg, emeralds carefully scoping out it's smooth surface for any cracks or signs of injuries that were definitely unwanted. Excited nerves jumbled about in my stomach, giving off that feeling of butterflies that younger mares yearned for so badly, I just thought it made me feel sick. Why would you want to be around someone that made you feel as if you were going to throw up every time you saw them? I shook my skull horizontally as I allowed my focus to drift back to my new, and only mildly unwanted, companion. "I found it, here. Not long before you showed up...I'm not quite sure what it is. But I don't see any signs of it's mother so I figured I should at least try to keep it warm." I hoped maybe the creature who was part avian herself would know what the egg was and what I should do with it, or maybe she was just as clueless as I was and we could just hope that it would hatch soon. "Speech" daetiin
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