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extrusive ii - Selenia - November 14, 2024 pawing ice at the edge of a waterway, selenia listened to the crash of the falls above.
silverbirch dozed in the remnants of a poppyfield, now weathered by frost and winter's breath. fancy would not be far, the buckskin decided, soaking dirt from her ankles in the frigid pool for a moment as she simply tried to relax. RE: extrusive ii - Blue Mist - November 14, 2024 he follows the horse, because the horse shits a lot. bringing winged bugs and swift-flying swampdarners - an entire ecosystem springing to life from a single ball of shit he stalks the reeds behind her and picks off a few victims. a mouse impaled by his beak, down the gullet. once or twice a snake - his favorite meal besides seafare; and presently, as she sinks her fat ankles into mud, blue mist stabs a rutting bullfrog tilts back his lethal face and swallows that fat fuck whole. RE: extrusive ii - Selenia - November 22, 2024 once more the bird.
he was comforting this time, a wild presence that posed no threat to selenia or her unborn. through the lawmaking of ruminants she should not try to even attempt communication. but she was lonely. "do you know my words, feathered thing?" selenia whickered, dark eyes curious. RE: extrusive ii - Blue Mist - November 24, 2024 the frog squirms down his throat. kicking. they dont put up much a fight once stomach acid reaches them. blue mist wades the stems of old summer grass, his spear of a head lifting as the horse whickers and speaks. now he folds his wings and stares black china doll eyes resting on the endless liquid of her own. did she truly just ask that question? RE: extrusive ii - Selenia - November 24, 2024 "it's rude to stare, heron," selenia pretended to scold.
the mare whisked her tail to flick a nagging fly and bit the tops of several grasses. "we could be of help to one another." alliances with others was not quite an equine thing to do, but selenia had been helped by elk and by bison now. why should a bird be different? RE: extrusive ii - Blue Mist - November 24, 2024 was it rude to stare? he blinks and tucks his beak under his wing preening a stray tertrial. staring was a bird custom; how many customs did horses have without involving farting or squealing? all feathers put neatly back in place, blue mist elongates his graceful neck. go on, then. RE: extrusive ii - Selenia - November 25, 2024 he did understand! selenia peered with new eyes at the heron.
a well-placed kick knocked another chunky bullfrog half conscious, arcing neatly through the air toward this bird who meant to eat it. "you stay with us. i can dig things for you and break the ice when the rivers freeze. in return, you fly. find horses for our band and watch for wolves." RE: extrusive ii - Blue Mist - December 05, 2024 what! his eyes widen as a bullfrog arcs the air landing only once before his head tilts and he swallows that thing whole; did she mean this, then? he regards the mare in a new glittering light one beak clack in ‘yes’ now lunging forwards in a flurry of feathers heaving him skyward. RE: extrusive ii - Selenia - December 22, 2024 settled, then.
she watched him go, wryly congratulating herself on the grasp of ecology she had deliberately amassed. a horse's place was with other horses, but she would never discount the help she had received. moving on, she ate in silence, a peace stealing newly over her relaxing form. |