Smidgen!
small in stature, not heart
Short and sweet xD
Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
[open] The Mighty and Tiny
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10-15-2016, 12:34 AM
The light that shines so bright. Even though soaring the sky above the meadow wasn’t the same as soaring above the Golden Plains, it offered the young mare some comfort. Gyps had always loved the feeling of the wind underneath her wings and the breeze that made her mane (navy blue) and tail (sky blue) flutter. It is from the same sky that she sees some strange movement in the grass. It’s clearly visible from above, but what actually causes the movement is a big mystery for the black and blue girl. And she cannot say that she’s not curious to find out. But by the time she finds her way to the ground, she’s unsure of where the movement exactly had been. The grass tickles her stomach and wings as she folds them back at her sides again. Gyps her head is held high as her blue eyes look around with a rather enthusiastic look, yet she doesn’t stop the swaying of grass anymore. Well, it turned out that she doesn’t really have to look for the cause. Startled she turns herself around, wing unfolding to almost their full span length and hastily she backs away. All to find a young, little – very little – girl revealing herself. Gyps snorts rather loudly, but soon her wings are folded and tucked away again, and a grin pulls on the corners of her lips. ”I’d have to admit that you got me there” she chuckles, lowering her head slightly towards the small pony sized filly. ”My name is Gyps, and who might you be?” Gyps
10-15-2016, 01:28 AM
The light that shines so bright. Playing games like hide and seek wasn’t something she had experienced in her youth. She had quite a few siblings through her dad in the herd, but she had never gotten to play with them. Steris had her hip always conjoined with Wolfish’ and for Clarisse and Rustic things hadn’t been much different. If one of them would’ve been by alone, she might have approached them, but since there were always at least two of them and her alone, Gyps had never dared too. However, she did play briefly with Andras when they had been younger and she had also fooled around a lot with her father, but true playing around was somewhat an unknown thing to her. She had been forced to grow up soon too, as she had been given away by her parents to pay the debt her mother had made. Her mother had valued her freedom more than her firstborn child, and although it was all in the past now, it still troubled Gyps’ mind from time to time. But to get back to the topic again, that her childhood had been taken away from her, meant that she was eager to involve herself in games like this. Like a way of dealing with the past, and forgetting about it. Hearing the girl giggling Gyps couldn’t stop herself from smiling widely too. At least she hadn’t scared the much smaller filly away, by flaring her wings out like that. She would’ve been sad to see her flee. ”It’s nice to meet you, Smidgen” she replies, also smiling widely. The black and blue girl had already started to like the silver filly, her bubbly attitude already rubbing off on Gyps. ”Would you mind it if you joined you?” Oh yes, she was aware of the fact that she was kind of old for it already, but little Smidgen triggered her playful nature and that side of her was eager to step out. Gyps
10-17-2016, 02:51 AM
The light that shines so bright. Gyps loved her wings. Not only was it a trait that showed through her bloodline, but more importantly, it made her able to fly. There were little things that could offer her more joy than flying, she would limit it to Andras and her parents, to be more exact. Both her family through her mother and father’s sides had been able to fly, either by wings or by shifting. The blue too was a family heirloom, also through both sides of her family. But back to her wings again, as her new friend lightly nipped at them. Reaching out to the smaller filly Gyps gently nips at her withers, nudging her playfully, before unfolding her left wing (as that was the side Smidgen stood at). ”I was born with them” she answers honestly, while allowing the silver girl to inspect her wing further. Gyps is unable to stop her wide smile, she’s almost grinning even when she playfully brushes the feathers across Smidgen’s body. ”My dad has them too and my mother’s parents are both bird shifters. They run in the family.” She doesn’t mean to brag, not at all, only to explain how it could that she was born with them. However, that doesn’t mean that she’s not proud of them. Before she had favoured those with traits over plain horses, but with the change she had been forced to start looking at things in a different way. Yes, Gyps was still a proud and head strong being, but she could no longer say that those traited were better than those untraited. Especially since her dear Andras has lost his horn due to the change. And even looking at little Smidgen here, who Gyps had already started to like very much, she couldn’t deem herself better than her new friend. Perhaps Beqanna’s change hadn’t been too bad after all. ”Where do you live and where were you from?” She’s curious, both to learn where the pretty silver girl had lived before the change, but also what place she called home now. It would be nice if she lived in the Taiga too, as that was where Andras wanted to take her. And Gyps wouldn’t mind to have a friend nearby. Gyps
10-22-2016, 01:40 AM
The light that shines so bright. The way Smidgen is about to turn around and dash away amuses Gyps. Her lips already start to curl up and by the time her little silver friend is fawning over her wing again, the black and blue mare is grinning widely. ”You really wanted to play tag with me?” she asks, the amusement (the good type) shining through her voice. She remembers her tag games with Andras all too well. Even though he had been taller and faster, her wings had always given her an advantage. Next to that she had already been more agile due to her build. Of course she would’ve hold back on Smidgen, but just the thought of it was extremely amusing to Gyps. When Smidgen dances away from underneath her wing, she folds it back against her side again after ruffling them slightly. She nods before actually answering, smiling softly. ”Yeah, that’s what my mother told me. And once you get your wings, I want to be the first to show you the sky!” Gyps wasn’t sure if the fairies would ever grant Smidgen such a wish, but she wouldn’t be the one tear down her friends dreams when she wasn’t entirely sure. As her little friend repeats her words, in a questioning manner, she nods. ”Yes.. Your home?” she clarifies, before falling silent and allow Smidgen to actually answer. Gyps’ heart breaks when she is told that the forest is her friend’s home, alone with the trees. ”You don’t have a home? Or a family that you live with?” she asks, her voice soft and clearly displaying how sad it made her. Everybody should have a home, a place to be long, someone to return to. But at the same time Smidgen doesn’t seem to be bothered by it at all, being way too cheery. ”I grew up with my parents, in my father’s herd.” As she talks about the Golden Plains, she cannot help it but to smile. A smile that disappears once she continues, frowning slightly. ”I was then told to live at another herd, given away like a price. Now the Taiga is home, Andras brought me there.” Gyps’ stomach flutters as she speaks her lover’s name, as she’s just really happy to have found him again. He had always been her light in the dark. When she had been a foal, when she had been given away to Archam, and now the change had been forced upon them. Gyps
11-05-2016, 03:44 AM
The light that shines so bright. The smile upon her lips grows wider when Smidgen promises her that she would be the first. Gyps lowers her head again, to gently – and softly – bump her nose against Smidgen’s neck. ”Promise?” she asks in a rather playful manner, but at the same time genuinely meaning it. She wanted to be the first to show her little friend how amazing it was to see the world from up high. And even though it wasn’t that likely for the silver girl to just gain wings like that (the fairies were quite strict when it came to gaining traits), Gyps truly hoped that Smidgen’s wish would come true. It is hard for Gyps to understand that Smidgen isn’t affect by the fact that she lives on her own. Without a family or a home to return too. But she probably didn’t know any better either. Yet, for someone as Gyps, who had grown up with a loving family and a well-protected home, it felt just plain wrong. It would be better to leave the subject though. Right now Smidge wasn’t bothered by it, but it would be even worse if she would start to feel troubled just because Gyps had started about it. The blue and black girl didn’t want that to happen. Why? That was something he didn’t really understand herself either. Yes, she knew why, but that didn’t explain it all. A soft sigh slips past her lips as she rolls her shoulders – also slightly ruffling her wings in the process – gaze on the meadow to watch the waving vegetation. ”I was the price for my mother’s freedom. She got stolen by this one stallion, forced to live there, but she managed to return to my father by promising her firstborn girl to him.” Although she speaks softly, the tune of her voice is harsh. Gyps missed her parents, worried for them, but she hadn’t forgiven them for how they had given her away. However, it is the mention of her lover’s name by her new friend that she’s able to forget about the hardship for now. She nods, smiling widely. ”He is. I’m sure you’ll like him too. He can be quite playful” she cannot help but to grin, fondly remembering their first meetings. But even still, he hadn’t changed much from the little horned colt she’d met. She pauses for a second, just looking at her silvery friend. Did she like the Taiga? She supposed so, it was a place to live, a home, but her home would be wherever Andras was. And the trees did cut her off from the sky, blocking her take up. ”It’s like the forest, I suppose, it is even connected to the forest you sleep in. But the trees are different, a lot of conifer trees and only a little deciduous trees. But it has its charm..” Gyps had only moved there recently, not even officially, as nobody had yet confronted them upon their arrival. This Romek her lover had spoken off, hadn’t yet showed himself. Gyps OOC: No muse today.. Took me hours to write it, hope it's not too bad.. |
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