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 Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 9:43 pm
 Raven enjoyed running around the nursery area with the other foals. He hadn't known the difference between males and females yet, but all he knew was that girls were gross. But he learned to respect them, especially when he would become an adult. He would have to learn how to be proper and learn his place. He always felt a rhythm in his heart, but didn't know what it was yet.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 9:59 pm
 It was mid day already. The sun was high up in the sky, heat radiating from it's high temperature surface. The light wind that seemed to blow within the area made it a bit cooler, and easier to stand the heat. And within the Flock, that was probably a good thing. Many of the members were close together, and this included a small, white coated female. Vanwyn had recently escaped, or that's what she called it, her basket. And with her newly found legs, she still was somewhat wobbly. So, with a somewhat happy heart to be able to stretch her little legs, and move her body, she wandered forward, claws scrapping at the dirt beneath her.
Mommy Vanya had needed a rest. And with that, she was allowed in the nursery; of course with a watchful eye on her in the form of another Harpy. She didn't mind it though. Her mother was protective, and it made her feel all the more safe. Her short mane and tail flicked somewhat in the wind, before laying still against her body for a few seconds. Letting her bright eyes wander around the nursery, Vanwyn shook out her head and let out a pleased chirp, before running a small circle. And, in that, tripping up as well. She stumbled for a few seconds, before catching herself, her legs braced against the ground, claws trying to dig into the earth's surface. She panted somewhat, staring at the ground as if it had tried to trip her on purpose. Shaking her head once more, Vanwyn changed her stance to stand normally, looking around curiously.
Now what was she supposed to do here again?
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 4:24 pm
Raven fluttered his wings when he saw a new foal enter the nursery. "Oh boy! More foals ready to play!" He chirruped as he ran over towards the new filly. He laughed a little as she almost tripped, but had a feeling that she was new to be walking around. He gave a soft chirrup as he moved closer towards her. He was trying to get her attention to see if it was alright to play. "Hi! I'm Raven! What's your name?" He chirruped again as he walked around her in a little trot.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 9:16 pm
 The filly shook out her mane of feathers and hair, pouting somewhat. She didn't like to be embarrassed, and the fact that she had tripped, almost, made her kind of irate. But she pushed it aside, and instead held her head up a bit higher. She wouldn't let that small slip up phase her! Oh no! Vanwyn was a strong filly, and she was going to prove it no matter what. She would make her mommy proud and be one of the most beautiful, along with her three sisters, of the Flock! Another chirp left her throat, sounding like the most beautiful musical bird noise ever, before she felt as if somewhat was moving toward her. At the sound of another, her ears perked, and her head snapped to stare toward the moving colt.
Backing up slightly, Vanwyn blinked at the colt. She hadn't met another boy outside her father. And this stallion seemed so hyper. But she wanted to make friends! Her mama had told her it was important to do so, because it could help in the future. It was always best to start at a young age, after all. So, wiggling her tail somewhat, the filly nickered toward him, and tilted her head some. Raven, was his name? Wasn't that a bird? She pushed the thought from her head, before wiggling her entire body in excitement. "Hello! My name is Vanwyn!"
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 9:46 pm
Raven smiled widely, giving off a happy chirp. "Vanwyn? Sounds pretty!" He said with a little laugh. His wings fluttered a bit more as he tilted his head to the side slightly. He thought her facial markings were quite pretty. He pointed at her markings,"Did you get those from your momma or papa?" He asked as his little tail flickered lightly. He noticed that she had feathers in her main and in her tail. He looked back at his tail with a frown.
"I take mostly after my daddy. The wings too, but I got mommy's feet!" He nickered with a smile. He was happy to meet a clawed harpy like himself.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 10:23 pm
"Mama says it means "Beautiful Musician." Vanwyn said, nodding her head some, which caused her mane to bounce lightly against her neck. She gave out a pretty chirp, her ears perked up, eyes bright, before tilting her head to the side and watched him. When he pointed, she took a few steps back, and tried to look at her own face, before realizing it was silly. Instead, she shook her head some and giggled.
Clawing at the ground lightly, Vanwyn answered, her voice still holding that pretty sound. "Neither. The colors are from my daddy, but mama says that the marking looks more like it would be from my grandmother than either of them. Other than that, I look like both my parents." She said, nodding her head lightly. It was true. She had a good mix of both of them, from the coloration to the markings.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 11:28 pm
"Beautiful musician? I guess your momma is right then, cause you have a pretty voice!" Raven said sweetly as he chirped. He learned to never say anything mean to anyone, even if he didn't like them. But Vanwyn was different. He giggled lightly when she explained about how her markings came from her grandmother.
"I don't think I have any grandparents, but at least I get to be tough like my daddy! He told me how he could fly, but his wings were clipped after he met momma. If I had a choice to fly away or stay, I'd stay cause I like it here." He spoke truthfully as he puffed out his chest then began to laugh. His tail wagged quickly as he trotted around Vanwyn. "What did you wanna be when you get big? I wanna dance!" He told her.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:40 am
Vanwyn blinked, her bright eyes locked on him. He said her voice was pretty? Well she knew that! Mama told her every day that her voice was the loveliest noise in all the world! Wiggling her nose some, Vanwyn nodded her head and smiled, her tail giving a slight wag. "Thank you!" She let her claws play at the ground for a moment, before peering at him curiously, and then tilted her head.
No grandparents? That couldn't be! Everyone had grandparents, right? Tilting her head to the side, she stared toward him curiously. Vanwyn didn't understand. Why would they clip wings? She was still learning all about the Flock, and the fact they clipped wings confused her. That, and leaving? Why would anyone leave. When he started to move around her, she turned her body to stay faced toward him. Too many times had she let her sisters move to the other side of her, and been tackled down to the ground from lack there of paying attention. "Dance? I'm not good at that. Mama tried to show me some stuff, and I didn't do it right. I don't know what I wanna be, I'm too little to think about it right now." She stated matter-of-factly.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:30 pm
"Well papa told me that he was captured, but soon learned to love the flock since momma brought him here. I dunno if papa has parents or they died when he was young. Momma said something about having wings clipped was to keep the males from flying away." Raven told Vanwyn as he stopped walking around her. He noticed that she watched him closely. He whinnied cutely with a little laugh. "But any-who! Do you have siblings? I have a brother and a sister! They look so much like momma Aldora." He asked as he tried to learn more about this new foal even if he might not meet her like this again.
Raven's mother had told him about his place in the flock and how the females were superior to males in every way. He didn't like that idea, but he knew that dancing would make everything better. "Dancing's not that hard, Vanwyn! You just gotta keep practicing like my momma tells me to do. I hope to learn from a Sister when I get older. I wanna show the flock that males can, too, do something just as beautiful!" He said as he puffed out his chest in pride.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 11:55 pm
"... Are you a mind reader?" Vanwyn asked, her eyes going wide. How had he known she was thinking about the grandparents and the wings. Shaking out her head, Vanwyn flicked her ears, and looked around. Her eyes locked on random things, picking up on different things. She was very observant, but at the same time, she was getting distracted. Her ears perked again when the question hit her mind, and she looked back toward the colt.
Vanwyn tilted her head some. "Hm? Yeah. I have two older sisters, but Mama says they're only half sisters. And then I have two younger sisters, that are full siblings. They're my best friends." Vanwyn said happily. She tilted her head, eyes flickering curiously. A female teaching a male? How strange. Usually the males in the Artisan Guild trained the other males, but that was just what her mother said. Shaking her head slightly, Vanwyn blinked at him. "Mama says that I have to practice a lot. She's helping me to learn to dance better very day." She stated, nodding curtly.
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