02-03-2020, 07:24 PM
They had been walking forever. Cormorant, for so he had been named after the talkative black sea birds of the island, had followed his mother and brother for many miles, leaving the familiar shores of home for this great wilderness. There had been uncountable things to look at, to smell and taste. Every so often the landscape would change and there would be some new bevy of things to discover.
Hal had paced steadily besides them, his brother a golden shadow that could wander with more liberty than the younger brother could. Cormorant wished he could run off into the weedy undergrowth with his brother, to poke his nose into strange tree bolls, to lick the sticky sap that bleed down some trunks. Their time at the river had been exciting, but far too short. He'd wanted to dive and leap in the thrilling rush, but they had only stopped long enough to eat lunch and drink cold water before moving on.
With a forlorn grumble, he'd obeyed when mama had snorted, calling him away from the riverbank. After still more walking, they finally arrived. Somewhere. He looked doubtfully up at the granite stones rising from the earth, the rugged footing, before turning his gaze to his mother. Halcyon did the thing he could do sometimes, made himself look more like Cormorant and mama. Just a bit.
He sighed a little, bored with waiting already. "Where are theyyyy?" He mumbled, blinking at the empty landscape. They'd come to visit mama's friend, she'd said, and that they could play when they got there. Well, they were here, and there was no friend in sight, and he was bored! The finned colt gave a little buck, bumping into his brother's shoulder and earning a reproving look from their mother. He subsided, a little sulky.
By the time their hosts arrived, Cormorant was laying down in the shade of his mother's shadow. Vague thoughts of a nap were crossing his mind when they were greeted by a mare and her own colt. They were as brilliantly colored as some of the parrots that lived at home, iridescent in the sunlight. The sea boy rose to his feet quickly, immediately interested in these vivid folk. Mama hadn't said they would be so pretty!
He smiled shyly at the new pair, the sea colored mare with her enormous wings, and the boy who looked his age. Mama nodded as the lady spoke. "It was a good journey, thank you." She commented, smiling at her friend's greeting. Then she glanced at her own two boys, seeing the energy still curled in their bodies even after their trek. "That sounds perfect, lead the way!" Their was a laughing, tired note in her voice. She was very ready to take a bit of rest, even if the boys weren't yet.
They followed the winged pair with eager steps, eyes hungry for the sights that were new to them all. Cormorant watched the other young boy curiously, his own odd tail flicking when he was introduced. Alcinder, a name just as long as his was! "I'm Cormorant," he replied, sounding the word out with careful precision. He grinned at Alcinder's showy greeting to their mother, only to feel a touch of jealousy when the fin mare beamed at the other boy. Two could play at that game!
He pranced over the tall mare, head high. The erect dorsal fin over his shoulders swayed gently as he moved to walk beside her. "Hello miss Oceane!" He piped, stretching out his sapling legs to keep pace with her. "I'm Cormorant. You're very pretty!" There was no flowery bow from him, life on the island was not nearly so formal as that. It would be hard to do so while walking, anyway.
@[Halcyon] @[Oceane]
Hal had paced steadily besides them, his brother a golden shadow that could wander with more liberty than the younger brother could. Cormorant wished he could run off into the weedy undergrowth with his brother, to poke his nose into strange tree bolls, to lick the sticky sap that bleed down some trunks. Their time at the river had been exciting, but far too short. He'd wanted to dive and leap in the thrilling rush, but they had only stopped long enough to eat lunch and drink cold water before moving on.
With a forlorn grumble, he'd obeyed when mama had snorted, calling him away from the riverbank. After still more walking, they finally arrived. Somewhere. He looked doubtfully up at the granite stones rising from the earth, the rugged footing, before turning his gaze to his mother. Halcyon did the thing he could do sometimes, made himself look more like Cormorant and mama. Just a bit.
He sighed a little, bored with waiting already. "Where are theyyyy?" He mumbled, blinking at the empty landscape. They'd come to visit mama's friend, she'd said, and that they could play when they got there. Well, they were here, and there was no friend in sight, and he was bored! The finned colt gave a little buck, bumping into his brother's shoulder and earning a reproving look from their mother. He subsided, a little sulky.
By the time their hosts arrived, Cormorant was laying down in the shade of his mother's shadow. Vague thoughts of a nap were crossing his mind when they were greeted by a mare and her own colt. They were as brilliantly colored as some of the parrots that lived at home, iridescent in the sunlight. The sea boy rose to his feet quickly, immediately interested in these vivid folk. Mama hadn't said they would be so pretty!
He smiled shyly at the new pair, the sea colored mare with her enormous wings, and the boy who looked his age. Mama nodded as the lady spoke. "It was a good journey, thank you." She commented, smiling at her friend's greeting. Then she glanced at her own two boys, seeing the energy still curled in their bodies even after their trek. "That sounds perfect, lead the way!" Their was a laughing, tired note in her voice. She was very ready to take a bit of rest, even if the boys weren't yet.
They followed the winged pair with eager steps, eyes hungry for the sights that were new to them all. Cormorant watched the other young boy curiously, his own odd tail flicking when he was introduced. Alcinder, a name just as long as his was! "I'm Cormorant," he replied, sounding the word out with careful precision. He grinned at Alcinder's showy greeting to their mother, only to feel a touch of jealousy when the fin mare beamed at the other boy. Two could play at that game!
He pranced over the tall mare, head high. The erect dorsal fin over his shoulders swayed gently as he moved to walk beside her. "Hello miss Oceane!" He piped, stretching out his sapling legs to keep pace with her. "I'm Cormorant. You're very pretty!" There was no flowery bow from him, life on the island was not nearly so formal as that. It would be hard to do so while walking, anyway.
@[Halcyon] @[Oceane]