09-06-2018, 03:07 PM
Well, the good news is that, so far, Nerine did not disappoint in the ways of excitement. And for a curious filly like Nalia, that proved to be one of the best things about her new home. She knew she still had a number of the residents to officially meet and introduce herself to, but so far, she'd already made two friends and had a myriad of hiding places to continue exploring. Plus, whenever the ocean waters receded, she took the chance to explore the available caves, anxiously awaiting the day when the change of seasons would make the others visible once again.
On this particular day, the sun was well into the sky. A chilled breeze ran through the air, ruffling Nalia's feathers and chilling her winter coat. Though quite thick to keep her warm during the frigid nights here by the coast, Nalia's coat still retained its slim appearance, making it so that she could still be considered pretty even though the fur on her legs and body had grown past its normal length. She didn't really care whenever her winter coat grew; she was just happy that it helped keep her warm.
Nalia sometimes went off to graze by herself, away from the heart of Nerine, on the off occasion she wanted peace and quiet. Normally, she was quite the social butterfly, wanting to meet new faces, ask how everyone was faring through the seasons, and hopefully make a few friends along the way. But on some other days, she was the complete, polar opposite; antisocial, wanting to be left alone. She'd still act friendly, but if you wanted to speak to her about something, you'd need to come find her. Otherwise, she'd stay hiding out alone, relishing in the quiet sounds of the forest and mountains Nerine afforded.
But it seemed fate had other ideas that day.
Though a decent distance from the border, Nalia suddenly got an odd feeling in her gut. What made her confused was it was the same feeling she got whenever she was being watched by a predator. And ever since an incident in her youth, she'd learned to trust that gut feeling, no matter the situation. Her head went up and her eyes looked around wildly, on the lookout for the predators animals she knew off sight and smell. But upon seeing nothing, her ears twitched and she stretched out her muzzle, inhaling, trying to see if she could pick up a smell.
Still nothing? Well, that definitely made no sense then. Why would her gut tell her to watch out if there wasn't anything nearby?
And then she saw it. A shadow, something big and large, moving quite fast through the sky. Nalia didn't have to look up to know it wasn't a cloud, they never moved that fast, even in a land quite like Beqanna. Looking up, she saw it just before it disappeared; a massive creature, not like anything she'd ever seen before. Her curiosity was piqued, her muscles twitching in excitement. She had to go and see what that was, the feeling in her gut being pushed aside completely by her youthful tendencies.
Opening her own wings, the filly started cantering for a few strides before taking to the sky, heading in the direction the creature had disappeared in. She circled in the sky a few times to try and see it, figuring something that size would be quite easy to spot against Nerine's rocky backdrop. For a moment, she stopped, flapping her wings like a bird to hover for a brief second to look around, wondering where in the world something that big could've gone. She spread her wings again and glided through the sky, her eyes looking down to see if her luck could turn.
Sure enough, it did, just not in the way she expected. Having changed her course to fly a little lower for a better view, Nalia spotted two small shapes down among Nerine's rocks. It wasn't her favorite thing to land on, but Nalia decided to investigate anyway. The filly tucked her wings and headed down, arriving late enough that she did not see the plume of smoke that, unknown to her, one of the horses down below had produced.
Opening her wings early so she wouldn't create a draft, she landed several yards away from the two shapes and trotted the rest of the distance to greet them. Upon seeing one of them, a recognizable spotted mare, Nalia dipped her head in greeting. She hadn't spoken personally to the Queen, much less gotten to know her, but everyone in Nerine knew of the newest monarch, even a fresh resident like the filly herself.
"Hello Breckin," she greeted, a bright, innocent smile on her face. "You look well."
Then, her hazel eyes turned to the stallion. He was a handsome fellow, with a striking coat color and wings much like her own. From this distance, she couldn't see his mismatched eyes, but his tall, stocky form, evidence of his breeding, was quite imposing. If Nalia was careful, she might shrink back, but she was a youthful innocent, sometimes still to naive for her own food.
"Hello there. What's your name? Have you come to visit Nerine?" she questioned, tilting her head slightly, wondering what his answers would be.
@[Breckin]
@[Castile]
On this particular day, the sun was well into the sky. A chilled breeze ran through the air, ruffling Nalia's feathers and chilling her winter coat. Though quite thick to keep her warm during the frigid nights here by the coast, Nalia's coat still retained its slim appearance, making it so that she could still be considered pretty even though the fur on her legs and body had grown past its normal length. She didn't really care whenever her winter coat grew; she was just happy that it helped keep her warm.
Nalia sometimes went off to graze by herself, away from the heart of Nerine, on the off occasion she wanted peace and quiet. Normally, she was quite the social butterfly, wanting to meet new faces, ask how everyone was faring through the seasons, and hopefully make a few friends along the way. But on some other days, she was the complete, polar opposite; antisocial, wanting to be left alone. She'd still act friendly, but if you wanted to speak to her about something, you'd need to come find her. Otherwise, she'd stay hiding out alone, relishing in the quiet sounds of the forest and mountains Nerine afforded.
But it seemed fate had other ideas that day.
Though a decent distance from the border, Nalia suddenly got an odd feeling in her gut. What made her confused was it was the same feeling she got whenever she was being watched by a predator. And ever since an incident in her youth, she'd learned to trust that gut feeling, no matter the situation. Her head went up and her eyes looked around wildly, on the lookout for the predators animals she knew off sight and smell. But upon seeing nothing, her ears twitched and she stretched out her muzzle, inhaling, trying to see if she could pick up a smell.
Still nothing? Well, that definitely made no sense then. Why would her gut tell her to watch out if there wasn't anything nearby?
And then she saw it. A shadow, something big and large, moving quite fast through the sky. Nalia didn't have to look up to know it wasn't a cloud, they never moved that fast, even in a land quite like Beqanna. Looking up, she saw it just before it disappeared; a massive creature, not like anything she'd ever seen before. Her curiosity was piqued, her muscles twitching in excitement. She had to go and see what that was, the feeling in her gut being pushed aside completely by her youthful tendencies.
Opening her own wings, the filly started cantering for a few strides before taking to the sky, heading in the direction the creature had disappeared in. She circled in the sky a few times to try and see it, figuring something that size would be quite easy to spot against Nerine's rocky backdrop. For a moment, she stopped, flapping her wings like a bird to hover for a brief second to look around, wondering where in the world something that big could've gone. She spread her wings again and glided through the sky, her eyes looking down to see if her luck could turn.
Sure enough, it did, just not in the way she expected. Having changed her course to fly a little lower for a better view, Nalia spotted two small shapes down among Nerine's rocks. It wasn't her favorite thing to land on, but Nalia decided to investigate anyway. The filly tucked her wings and headed down, arriving late enough that she did not see the plume of smoke that, unknown to her, one of the horses down below had produced.
Opening her wings early so she wouldn't create a draft, she landed several yards away from the two shapes and trotted the rest of the distance to greet them. Upon seeing one of them, a recognizable spotted mare, Nalia dipped her head in greeting. She hadn't spoken personally to the Queen, much less gotten to know her, but everyone in Nerine knew of the newest monarch, even a fresh resident like the filly herself.
"Hello Breckin," she greeted, a bright, innocent smile on her face. "You look well."
Then, her hazel eyes turned to the stallion. He was a handsome fellow, with a striking coat color and wings much like her own. From this distance, she couldn't see his mismatched eyes, but his tall, stocky form, evidence of his breeding, was quite imposing. If Nalia was careful, she might shrink back, but she was a youthful innocent, sometimes still to naive for her own food.
"Hello there. What's your name? Have you come to visit Nerine?" she questioned, tilting her head slightly, wondering what his answers would be.
@[Breckin]
@[Castile]