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 Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:18 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:21 am
> Profile < Name: Laughter.
Gender: Male.
Current Stage: Chick.
Horsefly: N/A.
Likes: The sound of laughter!
Dislikes: Being dropped.
Personality: ?
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:22 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:23 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:25 am
Chick Stage. Laughter? Who is he? Squeak. A sound emitted from underneath piles of hay and grain. Shuffle shuffle. With every movement of hidden being, tiny wings began to emerge from under. Then came a flicker of a tail and soon a white face painted with the colors of a clown popped out, its nose sniffed at its surrounding before chirping in a strange way. The chick wiggled out of its nest home, formed itself into a little ball and forward rolled towards the direction of… well, nothing in particular. It kept on going till something soft obstructed it from going any further. However, the chick didn’t retaliate against the creature. Instead, it shifted to the side and wrapped its tiny paws around the creature’s paw, as if it was saying ‘Mama!’
And true enough, there was Trueheart. She picked up her child by the neck gently and padded back to her nest, placing him back down. Shaking her head from left to right, she said, “Stay here Laughter, you are too young to wander.” It nodded its head in response. Laughter… An unusually name and yet a name so perfect for the critter. If you look closely enough, you will be able to see a symbol, a symbol of a heart with a jester hat. Now, if you are stilling wondering, Trueheart would be delighted to say that, the first thing Laughter did when he was born… was a headstand, for a second or two. At first he made his parents’ eyes widen with surprise, but soon they laughed.
Sure Laughter was a odd in many ways. Unlike the other chicks when they were younger or compared to his two sisters, he was rather... hyper, if you'd like. He could play all day, and play in his dictionary meant 'doing rolls all over his parents' and trying to fit himself into very tight spaces without getting stuck. Although that one time did give his mother a heart attack when she was looking for him and had no clue he was resting between two rocks. Silly Laughter vowed to never make his parents worry! But the thought of disappearing into thin air seemed pretty interesting. Hm... A Good Laugh Laughter was old enough to wander the center now! But only in a designated spot his parents had placed him in while they rested nearby to keep watch on their children. The brown chick wiggled in its position and sniffed at the foreign air. It was so fresh and nice! He chirped in excitement as he took his first few slow crawls into the strange environment. One inch, two, three... This was exciting! He thought in his little, tiny head. Ack! What was that! Laughter jumped as something ticklish swiped his cheek, it felt kinda wet too. Turning his 'offensive' mode on, the chick wagged his butt to and fro, as if he was ready to pounce on his attacker; a harmless flower."Hm hm hm." Our friendly Aeryn was seen skipping down a pathway to nowhere, humming a joyful tune while her meery... pets were following behind. Her head was way up high and her wings were folded neatly behind her in an elegant manner. Now that she was just a few suns away from being an adult, the hippogryph was extremely happy! Although one day that bothered her was, the other gryphs were asking whether she has found anyone yet. Anyone meaning a male partner. As sheepish as she could, Aeryn would shake her head and tried to change the topic. Afterall, her mind wasn't set on that direction. Not really. "Ble- Ack!" Her eyes met a flash of brown.
'Yah yah yah yah!', was what he would have said, if he was able to speak, when Laughter leaped from the ground a good meter or two, which was amazing for a chick, and grabbed onto the attacker, clinging onto it tightly. 'Haha!' He squeaked in victory and that lasted for a second when he was immediately removed and then hung in mid air. Looks like the battle has turned around and now he was wrestling to be free from the clutches of the evil one! Very much unknown, the 'evil one' was bigger, stronger and obviously Laughter wasn't go anywhere but he wasn't going to give up. His father, the great Nobleheart, never gave up!Tilting her head to one side, Aeryn just stared at what she had held up with her paw. A baby gryph! A colorful faced baby gryph with a lot of spunk. She wasn't really sure why he had hugged her tail but he was certainly very cute. "I'm not going to hurt you. It's okay!" She realized that the chick had been up in the air for too long and quickly placed him back onto the ground. Hoping that she didn't hurt the little one, Aeryn searched for any traces of injury by gently moving it around. Before she knew it, the chick curled into a ball and squeaked. Oooookay. It definately wasn't a gryph toy since she could smell life in him. So... Yup. He turned into a ball as soon as that spot was touched. Hm... What now? Laughter stayed silent and refused to move, AT ALL. Curse the need to breath though, or else he could easily pass off as a round brown thing in the middle of a dirt path. As he thought about it, the chick waited for a while and tried to sense what the other was up to. She didn't seem harmful, and by the tone of her voice it appeared so. Maybe. And so, Laughter started to roll backwards and with the amazing strength of its tiny little paws, he did a hand stand! Before falling back, causing a cloud of dust to form around him.Blink. Blink...
Wait for it...
"AW! HOW CUTE!"
There we go.
And so our day ends with Aeryn playing with Laughter and laughing happily at his little tricks he could do. Practice made perfect and he just loved to hear other people's laughter for a change. Of course he enjoyed his parents' and his sisters' too. It was really encourgaging nevertheless and made him want to do even more tricks! Maybe someday he will be able to do the world good and spread a good laugh around. It would join everyone in harmony and his parents would be proud of him if he could accomplish that! Bless you Yaaaaaaawn.
Finally, after many days of lazing around in the nest, Laughter decided to get back onto his schedule and... do things. Actually, the main reason why the fluff ball had spent most of his entire time inside was because, apparently, he got a cold and was sneezing every minute. Trueheart insisted that he stayed home until he was feeling much better... How did he catch a cold? No one really knew except for one of the hippogryphs who saw him playing in the water. Of course she had no idea what he was doing, but mentioned something about 'juggling' tiny fish in the air and failing most of the time. Even though Laughter was just a lil' tad, he had the energy of a frog.
Anyway, what was there to do? He had a choice of squeaking for food, doing forward and backward rolls like he always did, even when he was ill... hah, what a long lecture his mother gave him. Laughter was just having fun! And what was wrong with fun? Well, he was still a kid so he was too naive to know about parents' love and all that. Some day he will have his own children and learn the responsibilities of being a father, just like his dad! Come to think of it, he really wondered what his parents and siblings looked like, after all... he could not see anything. Maybe in a few days time he will be able to see his own appearance too. The brown gryph could just feel himself getting even bigger; his front paws were starting to barely fit those tiny holes in the caves and his wings were heavier. Oooh. The thought excited him very much.
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