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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 7:12 am
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 9:05 am
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Meetings
Foalen Ayita walked softly over the forest floor the damp smell of moist earth and growing things that filled the spirng air tickled her nose as she walked with two large sacks balanced on her back.
The hide sacks Foalen had tied together with a rope to hold them in place were fairly heavy since she had been working up the weights slowly over time. She was getting used to the feeling of something shifting on her back as she moved now and dispite the effort involved in carrying the bulky load she could tell she was very close to reaching her goal of being able to carry her beloved twolegger around the way see had seen some of the other soquili do with their human friends.
Foalen had done and been so much for her that Ayita wanted to do this one thing for him that only she could do. But he had insisted on going slowly so that he wouldn't harm her in the process. But now finally the time was near. With that thought happily in mind she trotted down the path towards the Kiwani village her tail held high. She didn't even notice Takota trotting along behind her. The little fox silently watching over the painted mare like a little brown shadow.
Latonia de la Courtel Tashika walked through the field, having come from gathering roots and nuts for her High-Sun meal. She ran a hand through her silver hair, lamenting at its odd coloring and the fact that it provided. 'Outcast.' She sighed, spying a group of indigo flowers. She smiled, and knelt, gathering a few and winding them into her fair hair. Once finished, she stood, and resumed her steady trek toward the river. She eyed the path to her old village, halting at the sight of a Soquili and a fox jogging toward it. The mare wore packs of some sort attatched to her back. 'Strange.'
Foalen The wind blew softly toying with the painted mare's short mane as she stood On top of the rise just above the village looking down upon the hustle and bustle below. It was fun watching the twoleggers go about their work. She had picked up the habbit from Foalen who she had found spent a great deal of his time watching others. It was obvious very early on that you could learn a lot by being aware of your surroundings and those arround you.
Flicking an ear at a bothersome insect Ayita's warm carmel brown eyes wandered over the teepees before her and the twoleggers dashing here and there. At her feet Takota had come to rest curling his tail around his legs in a diginfied manner as he sat and watched the village people along with his soquili friend.
Foalen Hearing something from behind the painted mare glanced over her shoulder seeing a twolegger she had never met before. Curious she turned around and the motion caught Takota's attention. He saw the young woman his ears canting forward. Since the humans he had seen had all been very kind to him he wasn't fearful of them. Compelled by his nature to investigate anything that seemed interesting he dashed over to the stranger curious as to why a two footer would be so far from their pack. And besides he was hoping to perhaps get a free scratch in the bargan. Ayita came up a little more cautiously though not unkindly behind the fox who was yipping in a friendly manner. She had been around long enough to know to be cautious around unknown humans.
Latonia de la Courtel Against her common sense, Tashika followed the painted mare, curious at her habits. She peeked around a tree and smiled, the Paint stood watching over the village, the little fox curled at her feet. 'On the outside...' She thought. 'Like me.. Not wild though.' She pondered over the Soquili mare. At the fox's approach she stepped back, sorry to have disturbed them, but knelt when he yapped. Reaching into the basket, Tashika withdrew a small berry, and held it out for him. "Food?" She asked with a smile, her eyes moving to the mare. "Oh!" Her breath escaped her in a sigh of awe. The Soquili was so lovely! And she had come so close!
Foalen Takota sniffed the offering licking Tashika's hand in thanks as he daintaly sampled the tasty treat. Seeing how gentle the woman was with Takota helped Ayita to relax a bit. It was still possible that the woman could pose some harm but the painted mare seemed to have Foalen's gift of being able sense the motives of those around him. The twolegger seemed sad and lonely. It wasn't very likely that she would do anything to harm them.
Wickering softly Ayita nuzzled Tashika hoping to remove some of the woman's sadness.
Latonia de la Courtel Tashika smiled at the fox, bribed by his sweet temper to offer another berry. She scratched at his ears, then turned to his companion. She smiled as the mare nuzzled her, offering the horse a berry like the one her friend had so enjoyed. "So lovely." She sighed. The wind danced around her, bringing with it the scent of the nearby village and its inhabitants. The smell of Soquili, especially the mare near her, eased Tashika's pain, and mixed with the scent of the flowers was somewhat like a balm. "Where's her friend?" She asked the clever little fox. Surely the Soquili mare's companion was about?
Foalen Takota looked up into Tashika's eyes as he ran the words she used through his mind. He was familiar with the twolegger's speach because the Shaman he lived with spoke to him all the time as if he expected the fox to understand. Actually Takota liked that about Foalen. The shaman treated all those around him including animals and trees as fellow spirits and as such showed respect to all that lived and breathed. He was a good and wise friend from whom the fox had learned much. "Im going to go find Foalen." He yipped to show the young woman he had understood her question and let Ayita know where he was going. Then the fox nosed Tashika's hand before slipping off into the brush to go and find the shaman who they had left collecting herbs some way down the path into the forest. Ayita watched Takota slip away only to see him return a few moments later with the shaman trailing behind him. Foalen looked up in plesant surprise as he saw the unfamilar young woman. "Well met, traveler."
Latonia de la Courtel ((Foalen ish normal.. Got it... ^_^ *snags plushie* ))
Tashika watched the fox trot off, puzzled, and jumped when he returned with another Indian. She scooted backwards, crouched down, her white deerskin dress brushing the grass as she inched backwards. With her history the way it was, she was extremely wary of others. They usually hurt her feelings or made her feel.. She shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts, and bowed her head in a greeting. "Hello."
Foalen Senseing the woman's uneasyness, the shaman smiled reasuringly. Her looks were somewhat diffrant than those of his home tribe, but he had learned and seen much since leaving home. And he had found that the Kiwani village held many such people with unuseual traits and stories so the diffrences didn't bother him. What was more important than the outer looks was the inner spirit of a person and this young woman's inner light shown brightly to one who was able to see such things. "Hello, I don't believe I've seen you around before. I'm Shaman Foalen, I see you've met my friends Ayita and Takota." He said pointing first to the mare and then the fox. "I hope they haven't been bothing you." He continued giving the pair a stern look the was belied by the humor dancing in his eyes. For he knew his friends would never mistreat anyone.
Latonia de la Courtel Tashika smiled and shook her head. "No.. No trouble." She murmured, brushing off her dress and standing, basket tucked under one arm. She belatedly realised she had violet flowers braided into her hair and hadn't introduced herself. "Tashika, Spirit Hair... A wanderer" She murmured, bowing her head as her cheeks flushed crimson. "And... They were keeping me company, I don't have it often.. So I must thank them for that." She smirked and flicked another berry toward the fox. He seemed to like them.
Foalen Neatly catching the berry, Takota sat up to savor his sweet. He liked this new person who fed him yummy food. "I thought you might be a wanderer, for I would have remembered you with such striking hair had I seen you before. I'm glad you wandered our way it's nice to have visitors once in a while. I think you'll like it here. This village is a little diffrent than most. It seems to be a gathering place of sorts. Though the spirits have yet to tell me why." Foalen grinned reaching around the bags tied to Ayita's back to give the mare pat. "But then the spirits like their secrets and not even shaman are allowed to know them all."
Latonia de la Courtel Tashika laughed at Takota's antics. She turned back to the Shaman and considered his words. "Thank you.." She raised a hand to her hair for a moment. "You're a shaman?" She hadn't seen one of those since her own village had sent her away. But he had told her she would find her place.. So she kept looking. "Why does your mare wear those packs? Ayita, correct?" She studied the painted horse, smiling. She was truly lovely.
((That's cool Foalen.. I have to leave Work at 2 (about 30 min).. And I'll be back around 6 pm... So.. We can continue whenever! ))
Foalen "Yes I'm a shaman," Foalen replied smiling as he said it feeling a confidence in himself and his chosen proffesion he hadn't always known. Foalen laughed as he looked at his soquili friend. "Yes her name is Ayita. She demonstrated the desire to have me ride her by knocking me into the river while trying to get me onto her back one day. So I decided I would try to ride her, since she seems to want it so much and I would love such an honor but we're easing into it. I thought it might be easier for her if she got used to carrying weight on her back before she tries to carry me. Though I think she'll be ready for me to ride her very soon. We've been working on it a long time now." ((I'll save what we have to my teepee and we can finish this whenever you have time. smile ))
Latonia de la Courtel ((Ok! This will be my last Reply..*glares at Algebra* I hate... -.- ))
"Amazing... "Tashika eyed him with respect, but couldn't help but laugh at the idea. Imagine! A Soquili knocking her Shaman partner into the river... She giggled, hand rising to cover her mouth as her laughing indigo eyes swept from Shaman to Soquili and back. It was an extraordinarily kind thing, to train the mare to bear his weight before actually riding her. Tashika tilted her head, realising that Foalen was dangerously close to becomming her first two-legged friend. She knew several Soquili, and enjoyed watching the wild ones.. But had never really spoken to another Indian since leaving her tribe.
((Thanks for the Rp Foalen.. It was fun! <3 ))
Foalen "Ayita is amazing, though I have to admit that a soggy shaman isn't all that impressive." Foalen couldn't help but laugh along with Tashika. "The next time I try I think we will do so away from the river. where it's nice and dry. Though I suppose it would also be harder if I wind up on my rear end again." Shaking his head with a grin at his own expense Foalen gave the mare next to him a scratch behind the ear. "Once I can manage to stay on her back without falling off we are going to have to work on the much more difficult task of learing to understand eachother enough for basic comunication. I've been trying to understand her as much as I could all along. Its going to be even more important when I start to ride her. I'm taking lessons from the elders of the tribe in the soquili launguage. It's fasinating. But I may still need to augment that knowlage with handsignals and the like for those things the soquili language doesn't cover. Besides I'm no where near fluent in the language yet. "
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 4:15 pm
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 4:49 pm
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 4:55 pm
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 5:40 pm
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:09 pm
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 7:23 am
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 8:19 am
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 8:34 am
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