09-20-2018, 10:52 AM
Spring was definitely one of Nalia's favorite seasons, next to summer, winter, and fall, in that order. Each season had it's merits that thrilled the filly and took her thoughts away from wishing the next one would hurry up and come, but by far, spring was her favorite, for one main reason. Winter's grasp had finally left the land, meaning she could not fly without worrying that a sudden winter storm would leave snow frost and icicles on her wings, something that took forever to thaw out mind you. So, as soon as the winter sands started melting away and the sun broke through the heavy cloud layer to shine down on the lands of Beqanna, the filly threw out her wings in excitement and decided to test the new weather for herself.
It still hadn't been that long since winter's end, and she could not get enough of the fresh sky, the feeling of the lovely cool, yet warm spring breeze flowing through her mane and tail. Her wings were fully extended out to the side to let her glide easily over Beqanna's landscape, her eyes looking down from her view to see all that lay below. As she flew over each and every part of Nerine, the filly's heart felt content, moreso than she'd been in quite a while. Without even realizing it, this place had become like...
Home, is that what she would call it? She had two good friends here, and while others she called friends, she had yet to get to know them more personally. She had a good relationship with the kingdom's leader, so she didn't see any reason she'd be kicked out within the near future. Add that to the other friendly residents of the kingdom, plus those who were due any day now to give birth, and... it served as a reminder to Nalia, of what she had left behind. Not on her own choice, but the knowledge still stung to this day.
Her dam, her friends, her unborn baby brother or sister... someone she would never get to know, all because of that stallion. His actions had not dampened her attitude towards all stallions thank goodness, but it was clear that if a stallion tried the same action the one who ran her herd did, she'd tell it to him straight how she felt.
But here, in Nerine, the warm faces, wonderful place to live, and adventures this place provided every day had slowly begun to mend the wounds in Nalia's heart. It also helped that she had a good friendship with Ardashir, the one who had brought her here. Nalia still didn't understand the more important concepts of love, and didn't yet know if her friendship with Ardashir stood somewhere else exactly, since she was still young and a maiden. Whatever the case, she was happy, and could not wait for him to finish the tour he'd promised and show her the caves that had once been flooded with ocean water during the winter season.
A rough gust of wind blew against the filly, but that only served to fuel her excitement. Tucking her wings in, she threw her weight to the side, doing a barrel roll twice to the left to bypass the current that tried to throw her off balance. Once she was in the clear, she opened her wings again, flapping them a few times to gain some altitude. Effortlessly, she threw her weight backwards and flapped her wings a few more times to propel herself upward. Successfully doing a backflip, the filly came down from the first one, then threw her weight backwards again, tucking in her wings to add weight and momentum to the action. Once she did a few backflips in this fashion, she felt herself getting dizzy, so she opened her wings and steadied her glide to give herself a break.
Shaking her head, the filly let out a laugh of excitement, having not expected for that to turn into such a show. Her vision a bit blurry, she waited for it to clear before she turned her attention down to Nerine once again, to see if anything could spark her interest.
Lucky enough, something did, but Nalia was curious as to what, or who, it was. The object had passed Nerine's border and was now moving across the lower meadow, not even bothering to hide in the trees that lined the west side when one was walking north. Tilting her head, the filly tucked her wings and allowed herself to dive a few feet, wanting to get a better look.
When she was low enough, the filly opened her wings and started to glide again, her view of the creature now much better. It was a horse, a bay by the looks of her color, firmly striding toward Nerine's heart. Nalia didn't recognize the horse, but figured that, if this creature could so freely walk into Nerine and not bother letting out a call to alert the residents it was here, there must be someone the creature knew. But who was it? The questions swam in Nalia's head, since she'd not yet encountered a situation like this, having been preoccupied with searching the Field, and her trips to Loess near winter's end a few days ago.
Perhaps she could offer some help? Maybe the horse was looking for someone? Nalia tilted her head down and tucked in her front legs as she headed for the ground, intent on making a softer landing to avoid spooking the new horse. Once she was close, she extended her front legs to catch herself, tucking in her wings and entering a cantering stride when her hooves made contact with the ground. She slowed down over a few feet to avoid tripping over her own hooves, a mistake she'd made many times when learning to fly, and then cantered over toward the new horse in order to greet it.
She approached from the front so the horse could see her, coming to a halt a few feet away with a friendly smile on her face. Her long forelock fell down the bridge of her nose, framing her pretty eyes, and she called to the horse, "Hello there, welcome to Nerine. I'm Nalia; are you here looking for someone?"
As she spoke, Nalia's eyes wandered over the horse, her mind slowly putting the pieces together. By the looks of it, this horse was apparently a mare, with her belly engorged past it's normal size. It was spring, this was a mare, so that meant -
Nalia let out a soft gasp, so soft that you would've had to be next to her to hear it. She quickly spoke up again, not offering the mare a chance to respond to her question, "Oh I see! I'm sorry, you're in a hurry. Do you need someplace safe? I know a lot of hidden groves here in Nerine. I can take you to one if you'd like?"
@[Roseen]
It still hadn't been that long since winter's end, and she could not get enough of the fresh sky, the feeling of the lovely cool, yet warm spring breeze flowing through her mane and tail. Her wings were fully extended out to the side to let her glide easily over Beqanna's landscape, her eyes looking down from her view to see all that lay below. As she flew over each and every part of Nerine, the filly's heart felt content, moreso than she'd been in quite a while. Without even realizing it, this place had become like...
Home, is that what she would call it? She had two good friends here, and while others she called friends, she had yet to get to know them more personally. She had a good relationship with the kingdom's leader, so she didn't see any reason she'd be kicked out within the near future. Add that to the other friendly residents of the kingdom, plus those who were due any day now to give birth, and... it served as a reminder to Nalia, of what she had left behind. Not on her own choice, but the knowledge still stung to this day.
Her dam, her friends, her unborn baby brother or sister... someone she would never get to know, all because of that stallion. His actions had not dampened her attitude towards all stallions thank goodness, but it was clear that if a stallion tried the same action the one who ran her herd did, she'd tell it to him straight how she felt.
But here, in Nerine, the warm faces, wonderful place to live, and adventures this place provided every day had slowly begun to mend the wounds in Nalia's heart. It also helped that she had a good friendship with Ardashir, the one who had brought her here. Nalia still didn't understand the more important concepts of love, and didn't yet know if her friendship with Ardashir stood somewhere else exactly, since she was still young and a maiden. Whatever the case, she was happy, and could not wait for him to finish the tour he'd promised and show her the caves that had once been flooded with ocean water during the winter season.
A rough gust of wind blew against the filly, but that only served to fuel her excitement. Tucking her wings in, she threw her weight to the side, doing a barrel roll twice to the left to bypass the current that tried to throw her off balance. Once she was in the clear, she opened her wings again, flapping them a few times to gain some altitude. Effortlessly, she threw her weight backwards and flapped her wings a few more times to propel herself upward. Successfully doing a backflip, the filly came down from the first one, then threw her weight backwards again, tucking in her wings to add weight and momentum to the action. Once she did a few backflips in this fashion, she felt herself getting dizzy, so she opened her wings and steadied her glide to give herself a break.
Shaking her head, the filly let out a laugh of excitement, having not expected for that to turn into such a show. Her vision a bit blurry, she waited for it to clear before she turned her attention down to Nerine once again, to see if anything could spark her interest.
Lucky enough, something did, but Nalia was curious as to what, or who, it was. The object had passed Nerine's border and was now moving across the lower meadow, not even bothering to hide in the trees that lined the west side when one was walking north. Tilting her head, the filly tucked her wings and allowed herself to dive a few feet, wanting to get a better look.
When she was low enough, the filly opened her wings and started to glide again, her view of the creature now much better. It was a horse, a bay by the looks of her color, firmly striding toward Nerine's heart. Nalia didn't recognize the horse, but figured that, if this creature could so freely walk into Nerine and not bother letting out a call to alert the residents it was here, there must be someone the creature knew. But who was it? The questions swam in Nalia's head, since she'd not yet encountered a situation like this, having been preoccupied with searching the Field, and her trips to Loess near winter's end a few days ago.
Perhaps she could offer some help? Maybe the horse was looking for someone? Nalia tilted her head down and tucked in her front legs as she headed for the ground, intent on making a softer landing to avoid spooking the new horse. Once she was close, she extended her front legs to catch herself, tucking in her wings and entering a cantering stride when her hooves made contact with the ground. She slowed down over a few feet to avoid tripping over her own hooves, a mistake she'd made many times when learning to fly, and then cantered over toward the new horse in order to greet it.
She approached from the front so the horse could see her, coming to a halt a few feet away with a friendly smile on her face. Her long forelock fell down the bridge of her nose, framing her pretty eyes, and she called to the horse, "Hello there, welcome to Nerine. I'm Nalia; are you here looking for someone?"
As she spoke, Nalia's eyes wandered over the horse, her mind slowly putting the pieces together. By the looks of it, this horse was apparently a mare, with her belly engorged past it's normal size. It was spring, this was a mare, so that meant -
Nalia let out a soft gasp, so soft that you would've had to be next to her to hear it. She quickly spoke up again, not offering the mare a chance to respond to her question, "Oh I see! I'm sorry, you're in a hurry. Do you need someplace safe? I know a lot of hidden groves here in Nerine. I can take you to one if you'd like?"
@[Roseen]