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 Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 10:13 pm
 Shinning brightly in the dark, almost black night sky the moon shone down on him almost as the sun does the flower. He loved the night, everything about it enchanted him. The star shaped, white flowers that bloomed only in the moons light seemed to glow like nothing he'd ever seen before. Which is why Solaris came to this field, stayed up this late knowing he'd be up at the crack of dawn with the morning birds. But that never stopped him. They're fragrance was light and subtle to the nose and the petals were soft as the smoothest fur he'd ever felt, perhaps softer, and definitely more delicate.
Sol plopped down on a small patch of the delicate flowers and rolled around in it, covering his fur in it's subtle scent.
Soon, he stilled and simply tilted his head to one side. Just looking. Looking at the brightness the field made around him. His small mind started turning as he thought about it. Was it the moons light that made the flowers glow as they did? Or was it simply the flowers nature to glow and compete with the moon?
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 11:12 pm
Luneza paced slowly through the field, staring at the moon for which she was named. She broke her stare to look around the field, examining the beauty of the field, the flowers, the general glow around her. She enjoyed the feel of the night air, something enchanting about it, something different than the day, she couldn't quite place it. Suddenly, the scent of the flowers got abruptly strong. She saw a paw sticking up from the flowers.
As she saw the paw, she instantly started at a run, if there was somebody hurt, she had to see if they were okay! As she neared, she realized that the red male was simply laying in the flowers on his back. "Thank goodness you're alright!!! I could see your paw and you weren't moving, I thought for sure you were hurt!!!!!" she took a deep breath, trying to slow her heart.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 12:04 am
The sound of quick falling pawsteps caught his attention and the dark red 'giet lifted his head quickly. His eyes immediately met the gazes with hers. Her light purple gaze seemed almost frightened, and for a complete stranger. Why? She didn't even know him. Though he would have done the same to save an innocent, he probably wouldn't have the concern in his eyes that she had at this moment.
"I'm alright Miss. I didn't mean to scare you. These flowers just smell wonderful and I like having the scent on me, it reminds me of them during the day time."
He smiled sheepishly and rolled to his stomach. "So, what attracted you to this place, miss?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 11:08 pm
Luneza siged in relief, flopping down into the flowers herself. In response to his question, she raised her nose to the sky, fixing her eyes on the moon. "Well, my name is Luneza, my mother named me after the beauty of the moon, so I feel that I have a deep friendship with the moon, and often lay in this field, stareing up at it." She moved her eyes back to his face, examining his crimson fur. She had not noticed the wings that were pinned under his back at first glance, but now admired them. She wanted to ask him what it was like, having wings, but decided against it, not even knowing the fellow kip's name.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 12:15 am
"What a lovely name Miss Luneza. A name rightly suited I think." He said with a slight nod of his chin. "I'm Solaris. Though, most people I know just call me Sol. I was named after the sun, you see. Though I always loved how the moon was able to bring out such beautiful flowers like these." He smiling as he glanced around himself at the flowers he loved so much. His wings fluttered slightly at his sides before he rolled once again to his back. "Have you ever been here before?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 11:20 pm
Luneza smiled as he complimented her. She examined his red and orange coat deciding that his name may be even more appropriate than her own. "I have. My parents brought me here once before I was allowed to wander on my own. . . before. . . well, let's just say before my parents disappeared. . ." she trailed off, turning her head away for a moment and then shook it, as if bringing herself back. For such a young kip, she had been through so much already. "Sorry, sadness gets the better of me sometimes. But yes, I have been here before." She half-heartedly smiled at him before looking up to the moon, her mind obviously wandering back to her parents.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 11:48 pm
The young kip lowered his head in understanding. "I never knew real parents." He said softly with hooded eyes. "For now, I live with a nice couple that took me in. They had lost there kids during birth and have been afraid to try again ever since. It almost killed her." He love his adopted family, everything about them was caring and understanding, but Sol still longed for that blood closeness. Though sometimes he wondered why they never claimed him, why they never came to see him at least. And it was the questions like those that always lead him back to this place. Something about it just screamed familiar in his head. "Do you stay with a anyone now? Surely you need some kind of protection."
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 12:01 am
Luna watched him carefully, recognizing the look in his eyes. Perhaps they were more alike than they thought? She resisted the urge to press her nose against him to comfort him. Her own pain was one thing, but she hated to see anybody, even a 'giet she hardly knew in pain. She sighed internally at his question. She was always asked who she was living with now, what was going on with her now. "I used to live in the den my parents had, but then I met Sam and she looks after me. She's very sarcastic and sometimes she doesn't return for days at a time. I wouldn't say she's parental at all, but she certainly has taught me what I need to survive, and I'm grateful for someone to talk to when I am lonely, if she is home that is." she looked down at her paws for a moment. "She doesn't really understand, and I'm pretty convinced she doesn't care all that much. . . She is kind to me most of the time. I just sometimes think that it might be nice to be able to be understood, you know?" She suddenly realized that she had been rambling. Sometimes when the emotions hit her, she just sort of went on talking. "Sorry. . . I didn't mean to go on and on about it."
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 12:23 am
"I understand.." The kip nodded slightly. The way she looked as he glanced over at her made him itch to get closer to her. He wasn't sure why, but he supposed it was the look of sadness in her eyes that made him want to both comfort her and inch away. Tender and sentimental moments were never his best, he usually tried to avoid them but this females expression and body language told him to stay and at least be next to her.
"I... If you need anyone to talk to, or a place to stay for a while my adopted parents are usually more than happy to accommodate others." They always brought in others that needed caring for or just someone to talk to. It was a real shame that they couldn't get the kips they really wanted without putting one of them at risk.
Sol inched closer to Luna, placing his small paws just close enough that the fur on her arm tickled his own. "Everyone needs to vent sometimes, it's understandable, Luna." He said softly.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:26 am
Luna smiled slightly and looked up from her paws. "Thank you, that's very kind of you." she smiled widely. So few people actually called her Luna anymore. Sam refused to, she suspected it was a way to keep her at arms length, and she didn't spend much time with anyone else. Her parents had first coined that nick-name for her and she was glad that someone else had called her by it. It had a warming effect on her. "Well, I seem to get lost in it when I vent about it, and that's never a good thing. It makes me seem all doom-and-gloom. I promise I'm not like that most of the time." she smiled, trying to drag her disposition out of the doom-and-gloom gutter.
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