Winds from the Past

[Aylura]

((Fei'daqq RP, taking place in the Halflands a part of my realm and the Fei'daqq's home world. It's an open plain where portals in and out can easily be created. The land is riddled with small streams all drifting down from the surrounding mountains. There's an abundance of fresh water, fruits, and life. Many come here to gather and rest while traveling, although some would prefer to avoid it if they can. ...There is a chance of injury, but that probably won't happen...))

Drifting waves of green grasses toy over the meandering streams in the Halflands. A light breeze had picked up sometime in the afternoon and it lingers as the sun begins to fall from the sky. The time is still far from night, but the temperatures have started to cool and some clouds have picked up out of the South, threatening rain.

A white form limps out of the mountain path and moves over to a corpse of wither-tall scrub. Before entering the prickly foliage, she had glanced around with pink eyes to see if any were here. Seeing none, she ducks her head and slides into the brush.

A small clearing on the banks of a creek feel the hooves of this mare. She tenders her right front limb as she bends down for a drink. Her eyes close as she savors the cool water and the shade cast by the manzanita-like bushes. It appears as if she hasn't had a drink in days, nor a good bite to eat. Her ribs under her tattered coat rise and fall with her breath while her spine and hip bones protrude through weathered flesh.

Atop the mare's back rests a red-winged dragon creature. Its fin-like tail drifts across the mare's scared pelt as it watches for any approaching bodies. This land was known for housing more company than the mountains, but it also kept a better source of food and water.

[Reptile Girl]

www.geocities.com/repgirl_2001//ReptileGirl-LeapStallion.gif - Kiikevas
www.geocities.com/repgirl_2001/ReptileGirl-Mare3.gif - Tifaxen'tw'Tifaxen'tw'Ioneah^'Kaaiji

Two Fai'daqq exit a portal not far from the white mare, here on a near-evening trip simply for the sake of old times. They have no need for food or drink, as the realm they've grown to call home provides enough of that, but the taste of plants native to Enitoatque is always sweet upon their tongues, and the land's cool water has always been preferred over the odder-tasting water of their new realm. It's for this reason that they've opened their portal on the banks of a small stream, one abundant with skeletal scrub. Granted, the fruit was delicious here, but Kiikevas didn't feel like fruit; his stomach ached for the familiarity of bark, as is made evident by the way he strips an already-bare plant clean of even its skin, savoring the taste as he chews.

The much brighter mare that he travels with, Tifaxen'tw'Ioneah^'Kaaiji, doesn't agree with her companion's fondness for the plant - not as a means of nutrition, anyway. After a few sips of creekwater to satisfy her throat, she looks up and shoulders Kiikevas out of the way, nosing the stripped plant almost lovingly. Tifaxen is of the Life chatqui, which explains why, as she comes away from the plant, it's no longer bereft of bark - in fact, it looks fuller than before.

Immediately, Kiikevas breaks the silence with a playful "More for me" and a grin for his realmmate. He tries to reach his neck around Tifaxen, in a way that would be considered rude if they didn't know each other so well. She just snorts and pushes him away.

"Have a little respect for life, will you? How would you feel if something came and stripped off all... Never mind." Tifaxen shudders visibly, ears going down as she tries to clear her mind of the image. ... Then, a moment later, going back up again with an entirely new attitude. "I think there's something over there," she says softly, looking over her shoulder and leaving the restored plant momentarily unprotected. "I thought I just heard something... It could just be the wind, I suppose; that's been growing all the while." She doesn't quite believe it, however, and her eyes search the land before them.

Kiikevas furrows his brow, not even considering eating the plant again; all his attention is immediately where Tifaxen's head was pointing, though he doesn't see or hear a thing. "Are you sure...?" he asks, matching her hushed tone, though his is a bit more doubtful.

(Ahhh you drew me out of lurking Anyway, my RP skills aren't too great but I really do miss the Fei'daqq, so I'm here now v_v It kills me that the forum's gone. Gorgeous mare, by the way ^_^ <_< Gorgeous drawing, anyway...)