Freely Flowing Along [Harmonie]

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

The water was so cold, but he loved the water so much. That was just what the palomino stallion was thinking as he was wading in the waters of Voldea River. Maybe he was insane to be in the water at this time of year, however the warmblood had a special love for being in the liquid. Haruto is the stud's name, and he was currently just walking along with the flow of the river enjoying himself. Of course, the freezing coldness of the dark blue hues made it hard to really enjoy the water. He thought that since it was one of winter's warmer days, that the water just might be a little warmer by chance. It sure wasn't, he found out, but the stallion stayed in anyways.

Even Haru could only stand the bitter cold for so long though, and he finally reached the point where he decided doing something else would be better. Already at the edge of the waterway, it didn't take long for the palomino to get out after a few stumbles. Wait - did it just get even colder? Sometimes the three-year-old made did some stupid things, and swimming at this time of year was definitely one of them. This happened every year though, and a few times each year as well. So far he hadn't died from the cold, though he was aware that could happen. His brown eyes glanced around, seeing the thin layer of snow that covered the land. The freelands was a great place to be, and Haru often found himself spending his time here. In the winter however, things seemed to be rather boring.

Right ahead of the palomino was none other than Rivatha, the place known for its wonderful apple orchard. Sadly the trees were robbed of their apples and leaves by winter, leaving the wooden frames barren of anything till they would grow new leaves. Haruto still headed towards the orchard anyways though. He really didn't have any better idea right now. Feeling a sudden spike of energy, the stallion sent his stocky frame into a rocking canter. Head held high, the palomino went along like a young colt. The water that had soaked his coat was nearly gone by the time he reached the orchard, allowing him to forget that bitter cold sensation now. Soon his path was faced with numerous trees which he weaved around as he maintained the three-beat gait. Haru soon slowed to a trot as he looked around, wondering if there were others in the area as well. If no possible good company was around, he figured he could stand around and watch the clouds. Glancing up for a moment, the stallion saw white hues scattered about the light grayish-blues of the sky. Lowering his gaze he returned to his previous thought - was anyone else around here?

words present :: 476
muse is :: eh, alright but rambly maybe
my notes :: YEA, I think I'm starting to get used to rping him~

[penguin]

The day was warm. Not overly, and certainly frigid in comparison to summer, but warm for winter. Of course this just put a little bit of worry into the young mare's mind. Winter was a fickle thing, and one warm day was bound to lead to worse conditions, especially the sudden temperature rise today. It was not the warmth one felt before Spring. It was like standing at the shore and watching the water retreat further than usual. It would only lead to disaster. The buckskin mare was not as naive as she often came across so she did not plan on staying long. If heavy snowfall was to start then she would be back in Orut before you could say 'blizzard'. For now, however, she could spend time wandering along by the river towards the orchard. It was empty this time of year but that didn't matter. She would quite like to see it regardless. It had been many moons since she had walked there and as she could not play in the water, it was far too cold for that, she would have to make do with the land today. As the trees erupted from the soil around her she allowed her stride to extend slightly and her head to lower a fraction. This place held at atmosphere that seemed to demote playing. It was tranquil here, and a sense that one was to behave appropriately this time of year. Like a nursery, the fruits of the Earth were sleeping so they could flourish when the time came for them to awake. Harmonie did have a strange relationship with the world around her, and she reacted to atmospheres differently from her peers, but she couldn't ignore the pleas of the Terra.

Snorting softly her keen ears picked up on the sound of snow being crunched rhythmically somewhere nearby. Lifting her head up high, her darkly coloured eyes searched around for the source of the hoof beats. A flash of palomino in the distance from between thick trunks was enough to guide her in the general direction. Cheerfully she released a melodic whinny, the hushed tones caused by her respect for the land affecting it by quietening the call , her caring nature for the youthful buds just waiting to cease hunger when the time came preventing her being loud. Picking up a loose trot she found the tracks of the horse that had passed and dropping her muzzle towards it followed them enthusiastically. Largely resembling a dog, her dark tail flicked at her sides as her eyes gazed at the world above her head to ensure her head did not connect with any shrubs. Her nostrils quivered as she inhaled the testosterone filled scent that indicated it was a stallion that had whizzed along this path. Becoming increasingly inquisitive she quickened her pace a little, her nose still stuck by the snow almost absent mindedly. Her black forelock bothered one eye slightly but she didn't even seem to notice. Harmonie was too focused on finding the stallion. Eventually his figure came into focus and she stopped moving. A strange noise formed in her throat, something that resembled a nicker and ended up more like a snort. Her posture was still the same; nose down right by the tracks the palomino has made, ears pricked and eyes up with her tail flicking at her body in a canine-like manner. No doubt she was a very peculiar sight to behold but she did not care. If the stallion could deal with this then she'd consider sticking around. If not then she would leave.

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

Putting a considerable amount of effort into his movement, the stallion had a nice rhythm to his trot. With every step a subtle crunching sound of snow could be heard, and the sound seemed to only got louder the faster one went. These were the freelands thankfully, so Haruto didn't need to worry about being caught trespassing on any land. Most herds were pretty lenient about others passing through, but then again some were not. For now anywhere you went was rather barren and boring, with snow decorating the floor. Spring was right around the corner however, and the stallion never forgot that. The thought made him happier and excited for the warm weather that would come in due time. It would still be some time till the orchard's apples were back sadly. They were certainly worth waiting for though.

Haru's path was anything but straight as he still weaved around the various sizes of trees. The rhythm of his gait soon changed again, as the stallion alternated between a trot and canter as he pleased. Testing his footwork got boring rather quickly though, and he soon slowed down to a walk to catch his breath. Before he could even give a thought about how tired he really was now, a somewhat distant whinny reached the palomino's ears. His head shot up, with ears perked as he looked around in search of whoever made the sound. Among all the trees it sure wasn't easy to spot things right away. Haruto simply kept walking aimlessly, looking around for whoever that was. After all, he wasn't alone in the area anymore and he was curious as to who else was around.

Slowing his walk down, the warmblood really paid attention to listening as well. It wasn't long till the sound of another set of hoof beats joined his. The stallion then let out a friendly whinny, not really caring to give off his location. Moments later he finally caught a glimpse of another equine in the trees. Instantly changing his path, Haru went straight towards the other horse. It wasn't now till he took note of the scent in the air, which hinted that it was probably a mare who he had found. His brown orbs finally were focused on the unknown frame of this mare who he had yet to meet. He caught the colors of black and yellow, forming the buckskin coloring that he came to realize. She seemed rather average sized as well, perhaps only a few hands shorter than himself. Haruto really didn't care much about what others looked like though, he was more concerned with what this mare would be like.

Continuing to approach the buckskin equine, Haru lowered his head and let out a nicker. The palomino was really a friendly guy when you got down to it, and he tried to be friends with others unless he had a reason otherwise. "Hello there," he then said once he was sure his voice could be heard clearly. What might bring you here? the stallion added the question, his expression curious. Haruto eventually halted his walk once the gap of distance was closed. Now he simply awaited this mare's reply.

words present :: 533
muse is :: eh, alright
my notes :: n/a

[penguin]

Ears pricked at a responding neigh, encouraging the mare that this stallion was of a friendly nature. If he didn't want to be found he wouldn't have responded, right? This was the mare's logic. Patiently she waited until he spotted her. When the two found each other there seem to be a silence that settled for some while as they just looked at each other. With him no longer obscured by the trees that grow around the orchard, she was able to fill in the details she had missed earlier like the exact shade of palomino, the colour of his eyes and his height. She did not care much for appearances, but it was nice to be able to put an image to a personality. With inquisitive, brown eyes the buckskin watched the gent close the distance without batting an eyelid or tensing as some mares may have done. She did not feel threatened, nor did she stereotype like that.

Inhaling his scent, Harmonie lifted her head up as he approached. She nickered softly as a reply to his, bobbing her head slightly before standing up straight and square. Her stance remained open however, and not at all defensive. She was relaxed, and there was no tension in her appendages, no contracted muscles beneath her golden pelt. "Hello," she greeted him warmly, her tone not wary in the slightest. Her ears pricked at his question, a smile gracing her lips and further lightening up her face. "Just spending a bit of time away from Orut before the weather turns. How about yourself?" she was equally as curious as he was, her brown eyes reflecting this emotion clearly. She made no attempt to hide it, and didn't see why she should either. Deciding to increase the chances of a friendship coming from this, the young mare opened her maw once more. "My name is Harmonie, what's yours?" she hoped he wouldn't find the question intruding, though she doubted he would. She wanted to be able to put a name to him though, it would make remembering him all the easier.

ooc: Sorry for the shortness of this, and the lack of quality. Muse was misbehaving -.-" 

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

After stopping his forward motion, the stallion shifted around a little till he was comfortable. His chocolate brown orbs mostly focused upon the dun as he awaited her reply. Haruto simply hoped she was someone friendly, otherwise he would be off wandering around aimlessly again. After hearing this mare's greeting, her reply soon followed. So, it seemed this equine was from the northern lands of Otrut. The north was the one place Haruto probably visited the least, as he didn't really like the cold. "Ah yeah, seems the weather is about to take a turn soon, hopefully for the better. So you're from Orut then, up north?" He couldn't help but ask, being as curious as he was right now. Sometimes Haru didn't really care to ask that much, however other times when he was bored as he was a little now, he would ask just about anything.

Returning his thoughts to the question she asked, Haru asked himself just that. Now, what was he doing out here again? Well I went for a swim in the river, but it was just too cold, so I ended up wandering around here for now. The orchard is one of my favorite places, well, during the warmer times it is. I was just playing around here in the trees." The palomino ended his dialogue with a slight smile. It seemed that this horse was nice enough with how things were going. That was a good thing, since he didn't really have anything better to do right now.

His thoughts then wandered to memories of when the orchard was lively, with apples and lush green grass everywhere. Knowing spring was right around the corner, he looked forward to the return of the warmer days. Maybe the snow was fun at first, but the cold got old pretty quickly. Golden ears perked forwards as more words came from the dun mare. He now learned her name, Harmonie. To him it was quite a nice name at that. "Well Harmonie, it's nice to meet you, my name is Haruto." His tone remained friendly as always with each word.

words present :: 353
muse is :: bleh, not the greatest
my notes :: n/a

[penguin]

Gentle words filled the air, ones that Harmonie enjoyed to hear. The conversation they were having was basic, which was somehow quite refreshing. His curiosity seemed genuine, and the buckskin mare wasn't going to stop its natural course when she was just the same.
"Not really. I was born up North, but I grew up in the Freelands. I only recently joined the Orut herd. It's small but friendly. Where abouts are you from then?" Her words were quietly curious, interested into the background of this friendly stallion, and also if he had a home. She did not want to approach this meeting with the intent of recruiting someone to the herd, but if she could offer this male a home then it wouldn't do much harm. Of course, this was not her priority.

The palomino stud detailed his activities in the Orchard, bringing out a grin on Harmonie's face. Finally, someone who liked to play! It made such a pleasant difference. Too many adults were too reluctant to frolic, usually for what others may think, and thus were uptight. Not all adults were like this, of course, but some and it upset the mare slightly when she thought of the joy a bit of fun and games could bring. "You're a braver horse than I for going in the river this time of year!" she spoke lightly, her tones light and carefree as she chuckled slightly before continuing to speak. "You know, too many seem afraid of play once they are no longer foals. It's a shame really. I'm glad you're different though," she spoke softly, her words sincere especially with her last sentence. Her brown eyes were warm as she regarded him, ears pricking as she settled into this scenario that was turning out to be rather peaceful. 

The mare lifted her head up after she spoke, checking the sky. It was still light, and although the clouds were snowy it didn't seem like it would be here as soon as she had originally predicted. Maybe the wind was carrying the worst of the clouds away and she just couldn't tell because of the blank monotony of the endless canvas. This would certainly mean more time to relax and chat with this creature. Her thoughts were interrupted by the stallion revealing his name, inducing another smile in the mare. "The pleasure's all mine, Haruto." she said enthusiastically, and as she spoke she extended a foreleg, bending one as she tipped her weight forward slightly into a bow before standing up straight again with a flourish. There was nothing like a bit of body language to emphasise a point.

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

With their basic little chit-chat continuing, Haru was enjoying it so far. It didn't really hit him till now at how he hadn't met someone and just had a nice conversation. Maybe he tried to be friendly to everyone, but that didn't mean he made friends with every horse he met. Most equines probably spent their time in their herd's land, so he didn't come across many others, since he tended to avoid running into herds. The palomino returned his focus to Harmonie as she spoke up with her reply. Unlike this mare, Haru was born south on the islands. Though he probably liked his homeland the most out of anywhere, he spent most of his time in the Freelands now. "Oh, I see, that's nice. I'm from the Islands, but I left there when I was one and have been mainly living in the Freelands. I've though about finding a herd, but I just haven't found the right one and I'm not in a hurry to find one either. I find it nice to just be free to do as I please out here for now, I guess," he responded. He liked his freedom of simply living in the Freelands for now. There were no responsibilities or expectations he had to commit to.

While most would call him stupid or crazy for swimming at this time of her, Harmonie said something different than that. "Really, you think so? Thanks," he replied with a giggle. "I guess I just love swimming that much, but the water is pretty cold for that right now, that's for sure," he added with a grin. Ok, so maybe he could agree he was a little crazy for going in the river. Haru's expression lit up as the mare continued speaking more words he couldn't agree more with. "Yeah, it really is a shame. That's great that you think different though, it's hard to find others that still like to have some fun! Some can be so serious about things, and just don't even know how to play." Maybe there were times to be serious, but with some horses, they just went overboard.

Just as the dun, Haru lifted his gaze to the blues, yellows, and grays that painted the sky above. It seemed they didn't have to worry about the weather anytime soon. Before the stallion could note anything else, a gust of wind came through dislodging a little of the snow sitting on the tree branches, landing some of it right on his face. Just my luck. Lowering his head again, he shook off the cold snow. He then returned his focus on Harmonie who had spoken again. With a smile, he dipped his head in return. Maybe he wasn't one to use manners, but he did whenever others did so.

words present :: 468
muse is :: getting better
my notes :: n/a

[penguin]

Attention was earned by the stallion, the lass engrossed in his words and life. Different from her own and yet in some ways the same. She too had spent time roaming in the Freelands. They were pretty to look at and generally safe to live in, of course Nature was an unpredictable, omnipotent foe and it was wise to have the security of a herd when She turned. Melodically the buckskin mare answered his words, keen for their meeting to last a while longer. "I did not think I'd find a herd, if I'm being honest. I was lucky to feel a sense of belonging in Orut, otherwise I too would be wandering the Freelands," she paused in her words for a moment before her tone turned thoughtful. "I think the right herd for a horse is one that accepts their personality. If you feel restricted then your happiness would suffer. The right herd for you will let you have your freedom," she smiled at the end of her words slightly, the corners of her lips tugging up a bit.

The words that escaped the mare's lips seemed to have surprised the palomino and as such a small laugh gained liberty. "You're welcome," she chuckled, her tone light and carefree. "I'm not surprised it's cold. It is winter after all," she smiled, shaking her head playfully. "So long as you don't go getting ill now," her scolding was completely playful. She meant no offence or insult to be had with it. Body temperature could cause illness, but the stallion had warmed up since frolicking in the river so Harmonie felt that she could joke about it. The stallion's next words had her nodding her head eagerly in agreement. "Definitely! They don't understand that sometimes running around for no reason is the best way to relax," The golden mare would never be able to comprehend how someone could live their lives without a game or two. In her eyes that would be dull. She hated to be serious for long periods of times, and it felt so refreshing to play afterwards. To be serious all of the time... It wasn't even possible, surely?

Hearing a pattering of falling snow, Harmonie turned her head to face the stallion and was forced to suppress a giggle at the sight of him with a white hat on his head. She could not, however, stop herself from grinning broadly as he shook it off or the snort that escaped. It was unfortunate that a pile of snow chose to fall at that moment, but it did make things rather humorous.