Post Sun Apr 07, 2019 9:34 am

Re: Nighttime Adventures (Open)

Another nibble at the grass and deep breath of fresh air and she was content. It was a lovely evening and she was glad she had decided to explore and enjoy it. As she relaxed, deep in thought, her ears caught the sound of soft rustling in the plants nearby. She froze, holding her breath, for just a moment as she considered springing back to her feet and preparing an escape. Before she could decide, a crimson-colored Serian stepped forward from the brush. His low voice broke the silence, and she sensed no urgency or intent to harm in his words. He simply stated that, due to her choice in location, it was safe to assume she didn't mind some company should it choose to find her. She answered with a soft smile before pushing up from the ground and standing back up.

Before she could speak, another Serian announced its presence, a rich honey-colored mare whose appearance suggested anything but sweet. Though the main parts of her body were a deep yellow, other parts were shadowed in darkness with bright white markings that resembled bones. In fact, under the dim lighting of the moon, Flux couldn't tell if her limbs were transparent and she was in fact seeing through to the bones. She took a double take, but blood-red eyes met hers and pulled her attention. It's nice to see a new face... the mare said, and Flux offered a nod in agreement.

The crimson stallion then introduced them, himself as Thorn and his bondmate Scythe. The names suited them, and although Scythe's markings had a strange spookiness to them, Flux didn't sense any danger and felt quite comfortable in their presence. In response, she bent one knee and leaned forward in a short bow. A pleasure. My name is Flux.

The two took turns speaking, and Flux listened carefully as they complimented her eyes, asked about her wings, and explained why they were out and about. Flux couldn't help but smile at the compliment. It wasn't often that she met new Serians let alone received compliments from them. Her bondmates were quite used to her appearance, so it was nice to have her unique features pointed out once again. You are very kind, thank you. And to answer your question Thorn, no, they do not get cramped. The caps keep them connected and upright but only by the tips, they still move around and flex as I do. To prove her point, she flexed her wings slightly so that they lifted up towards her shoulders and then fell back down to her back comfortably. They aren't useful for flying but they do help with balance. The caps help keep them up and start interesting conversations with strangers, she grinned. In that moment she realized how long it had been since she'd gone without her wingcaps. Her bonded seemed to like them so she kept them on this whole time.

Scythe dropped to the ground and rolled over, scratching her back in the grass. Flux watched and took note of her jet-black mane and tail and bright red hooves. What interesting markings. She laughed as Scythe teased her bondmate, suggesting Thorn was a hermit who needed to get out and meet new Serians. Flux sympathized with him, as she had begun to feel that way about herself. It wasn't that she didn't love and enjoy the company of her own bondmates, but meeting someone new was always surprisingly refreshing. And Flux hadn't met anyone new in a long time. The interaction with these two was dare she say, fun?

I'm afraid I am with you, Thorn. I am a bit out of practice as well, she added. This was absolutely a welcome encounter. At the very least they'd enjoy some interesting conversation, though she hoped she'd make some new friends that could offer her a change of scenery and breath of fresh air every now and then.