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 Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 3:59 pm
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 Giveforward fluttered upupup until the euphoria of a kin in need gave way to lightheadedness. The songbird's wings stuttered, stilled, and--
Below, the mare began to coalesce into a translucent shade. She giggled. Distance was easy enough to manage; height, however, was bothersome. In a manner wings were no different than legs, up and down, to move. She was really quite good at the whole flying thing, until her kin mind began to panic with the tree tops beneath her, and then she looked well, drunk as hell.
The giggles were smothered as the mare faded out and the songbird, reoriented, began to glide towards the kin in question. It took far less time as a small avian to maneuver over thorny brush and under low hanging branches, than it would have taken her as a full-size mare. And she spied the pale--the songbird's journey was paused as a caiman popped up and she twittered a reproach before landing quite confidently on it's snout. Such bad manners, this buck was going to be a daddy!
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 4:34 pm
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Huni Pi Freeze heard the beating of small wings but kept his attention on the approaching string of bubbles. He wasn't hungry, his familiars helped him with his hunting, but this kill was not for him. Movement in the corner of his eye had the buck freezing in place as the caiman broke through the surface, only to become a perch for a songbird. He held his breath in wait. What would the caiman's next move be?
The avian flew around him, twice, before settling lightly on his nose. Bright, piercing green eyes stared into black lined pink irises. Waiting, questioning, giddy. |
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 5:28 pm
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The songbird's head tilted, quixotic, before the mare was resplendent before him. She was likely too close to be comfortable--she had after all been perched on his nose a moment ago--but she did not seem to notice, even as a mere breath would be easily felt. Instead, she smiled, amused.
"He's very old, you know. Very tough," she advised. And didn't mention the nest of eggs just to his left that would have been easier to poach.
"Perhaps a blessing, instead, for your impending clutch?" she queried, soft, but firm. It was more than a fair trade.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 6:40 pm
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Giveforward smiled--enigmatic--as she answered, "Only curious," she corrected but offered no answer to the how of it.
All regal coyness dropped the moment he accepted the offer. As he bowed, she began to prance, giddy. And at first, it seemed she would say nothing, until finally stillness settled over her, the picture of serenity, as she opened her mouth.
"May your children's beauty and wit remind all of how wonderful life is," she decided at last. There was a great pause, as she regarded him, hoping such a blessing was not found wanting, before she added, "They shall be healthy and strong of heart." She gave a broad smile, laughed soft and breathless, and then she was gone. Vanished.
A songbird trilled and then there was only the beats of wings as the songbird ascended towards the sun.
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