A Graceful Night i think not

Graceful Nights

I flew high in the night sky my black coat blending in with the blackest clouds. Although there was on thunder to be heard a single lighting strike moved though the air well at lest that's what it looked like for what it really was, was a marking on my check. I flapped my blue tipped wings and let my horn once more be visible as i had hidden it while i had been flying so the lighting on my check looked real. Then it really started to storm.

I flew on a little longer until i was almost hit by lighting then i landed seeing as the skies wished my down here. i had only started to fly a few weeks ago so it was hard for me to fly in storms but this time i decided that i might have a go. So standing were i was by a lake a sprung into the air, I made my way though the air the hovered high above the lake as lighting came down close to me i felt my coat mane and tail stand up and i knew that i would be seen by many this night.

The air around me was alive and humming. i danced side ways a few meters as lighting flashed through the spot i had just been in. I laughed not a cheerful one but one stained with dark, one that said that she was more of a heartless maniac. I shook my my head before allowing myself to land by the lake once more.

"Man if it stormed like this more often i could have more fun"

It was then i noticed the slight burn mark across my side "ah man come on that's going to take forever to heal on it's own"
I placed my horn upon it and healed to burn before lifting my head to look around with my cold ice coloured eyes.

He stood in the trees, watching the fae circling above in the sky. Strange how she was not afraid of the weather. "Perhaps you should land," he called. Only fools flew in this. Besides, he wanted to talk to her. As she was above his territory well, she was not leaving.

He kept watching her. There was no chance he was letting her out him sight.

Graceful Nights

"fools no, even fools wouldn't go near the lighting as it burns the flesh to a crisp if hit" I answered back to whom ever had called out before. I stood by the lake and shook my feathered wings to remove the water from them before tightly tucking them against my side.

It felt good to be finally able to flying the humans had always clipped my wings so i couldn't get away. All well most of them are dead any way. I felt on pain thats why even though i had been hit with lightning the sky i would not have felt it but rather used the pain that would have been there for my strength.

I finally stopped to look around for who ever it was who had spoken up before and added to my other words "and nothing beats a fly in dangerous weather"

The stallion sighed as he walked out into sight. “I think a storm that wipes out almost all of a herd save for two fillies, two colts and they father would be something would deter you,” he replied. “I would not be the father, but one of the two colts grown up.”
He looked at her. Well she was certainly as pretty as he had thought she would be. That was in some ways not very surprising. He had a knack for spotting beautiful mares these days.

Graceful Nights

Oh he was a handsome one, black and red in colour and quite tall too but what did that matter. I thought about what the stallion said "hmm, that might be so, but seeing as i feel no pain and have stared death in the face more then once a tiny lighting storm like this one don't worry me and if i get hit well i will just get stronger and heal the brunt patch, i mean what mare wants scared body a female must always look pretty to fool her prey don't you agree"

I ruffled my feathers before, looking around in boredom in truth i think i might just want to go back out into that storm again, just to feel the prickle of the air as lighting is about to strike.