Welcoming the Sunrise

[Yeta'me]

((First post! I hope it's okay!))

The valley appeared empty. The grass- dew frozen into frost- stirred quietly. It seemed so peaceful, except for a slight disturbance which was currently flattening several blades at a time...

Pawprints crushed into the grass and melted the frost, but nothing was creating them. Empty space continued to flatten the green turf. The sun appeared on the horizon and the invisible creature sped up towards it. There was an audible thud, thud across the field. Yeta'me finally threw off her invisible self, appearing as a massive white wolf with burning yellow eyes which seared into everything they saw. The spectre wolf was only partially opaque, however- the semi-transparent creature had a muzzle drenched in shockingly bright crimson blood. Its lips curled to reveal red-painted fangs as the werewolf snarled horribly at the sun.

Something strange happened. Its body rippled, muscles contracting and it slumped forwards. The head arced into the face of a horse, the neck lengthened, the body thickened... Finally, what lay in the grass was an exhausted looking palomino. Lastly, a pair of massive wings erupted from the base of her shoulders. Yeta'me let out an audible shriek as they burst from her sides, but they finally stopped thickening and she flopped over sideways.

Morning, she yawned. The grass exploded with voices.

-Good morning, Miss Yeti,- they chirped loudly.

You always know just what to say, she replied sarcastically. Yeti was her worst nickname ever created, and it was created by the stupid talking grass.

-We hope you enjoyed your sleep, Miss Yeti?-

Yes, of course, if you call werewolf problems a good night's sleep.

She sighed. It was better to talk to plants when they were in unison, at least.

Question... Is anybody else here?

[Midnight Dancer]

A lone figure stood at the edge of a cliff, her long ebony tassles draped on her inked figure. A whinny escaped the grasps of her maw, blackened wings extending out around the sides of the femora. In a few minutes the femme was seemingly gone, but somewhere, she still lurked.

Midnight Dancer stepped calmly over the scattered pebbles alongside the riverbed, picking her way across the stream to spot the lone pegasus. Greetings, Yeta'me.

She was Midnight Dancer, Lady of the Earth, and she could read your mind. Ph34r.

I am Midnight Dancer, and I see that you are communicating with the grass. In all honesty, think that they're pretty annoying sometimes, too. She commented, snorting lightly as a few stalks of grass tickled her foot. Hey. We're the things that you walk upon. Don't treat us so lightly. A stubborn stalk began, quieting once Midnight's hoof threatened to trample.

A smile widened the muscles in her maw, her golden orbs surveying the scenery around them. The pegasus had chosen a good place to rest - if she wanted to, at least - for it was beautiful and shady, not to sunny in some parts. There was a river flowing behind them, very large trees hanging over them like umbrellas.

[Yeta'me]

Yeta'me was about to scold the, ahem, grass - when a pleasant voice began to make conversation from behind her. She listened patiently as it related her name, her actions and her thoughts before realizing that wasn't right at all.

Oh! she exclaimed with surprise, having never met anybody who could read minds like that before. I, erm... What else did this Midnight Dancer know about her now?

-Yes, there is another here named Midnight Dancer,- said the Field in answer to her origonal question.

Very smooth, she said, forgetting Midnight probably had no idea she was talking to the valley and not the pegasus, but she caught herself and looked up. Ah, uh, nothing. So you would be... Midnight Dancer the... Flyer. She looked at the majestic black wings with jealousy and her eyes flicked momentarily to her own ruined wings. It was obvious she was no flyer herself. The bases of the wings were messy - the fur was feathered and clumped over rumpled skin. She returned her gaze to the other pegasus. I'm sorry, she said suddenly, burning with shame.

-Miss Yeti cannot fly or use powers!- the grass laughed.

Would you- uh...

Miss Yeti was having some trouble, it seemed.

[Midnight Dancer]

Ebon auds flickered back and forth to bring forth the sounds around the two, blackened daggers padding the soft turf. Midnight snorted, distasting what the grass was saying to the young pegasus-wolf. Be quiet already, grass. She spoke lightly to them, yet with enough feeling and firmness to make the grass shut up. >.< Oh boy.

Midnight listened intently to the conversation between the earthen femme and her own terra, ignoring what personal content that there might've been. She caught a few words, such as 'Miss Yeti', and took that as a negative nickname; apparently this Yeta'me didn't appreciate it.
Midnight laughed heartedly as she was greeted as 'The Flyer', rustling her inked wings. I am like you, a pegasus. Flyers are different. She responded, whickering softly with amusement.Though you may just call me.. Lady of the Earth.

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((Please forgive me on the horrible post up there. >.<))

[Yeta'me]

((You haff succeded in posting. I vill now drink your blud! :F <--Bloodsucking vampire face))

Lady of the... Yeta'me mulled over the conversation extremely slowly. Having spent all night without sleep she wasn't really processing anything very well. Fortunately, she had a lightbulb moment.

...! was all she managed to say. She took an unwilling step back and dropped her head with shame. The Lady of the Earth, the greatest earthen being, a Goddess to Yeta'me, was smiling at her. She felt like melting and looked up at Midnight unhappily. Her own ruined wings dropped to her sides.

Yeta'me was no good at using her wings. She was also no good at using her powers. The extent of her earthly wonder reached its limits talking to... Grass. The pegasus who could not fly or use her own powers... She burned with shame.
Euhrm, she commented, which meant nothing at all. She had nothing to say now. Midnight had probably seen her wolf spectacle. G-greetings, m'lady... I trust you had a good night...?

((Augh! Sorry it's so short))