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Zingling

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PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2017 2:13 pm


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It had been several weeks since her rather explosive entrance into the world and she was rather excited to say that she now was more or less comfortable being around her father and his massive talons and her half-sibling with his excessive bulk. That being said, she still felt she hadn’t gotten enough exploring done to really know much about her world. Everything had been close to family and that just wouldn’t do in her opinion.

Scarlet colored eyes sparkled as she watched her mother attending her other sisters, deciding it was as good a time as any to take off on an adventure. Slowly at first, the young filly backed away from the group but as soon as she found her family out of sight the little foal ran like the wind. Letting her wings rustle as she jumped and bounded about the grassy plains near the forest, Urjawen finally felt free.

Passing a few chipmunks, a mouse and then a snake the little white foal all bust exploded with excitement and eventually found herself near a stream close to some bushes. It was the PERFECT spot for a secret base in her opinion. Only she and the small creatures around would take notice of the place.

Dipping her head low, the filly wiggled into the brush and stared up in awe – the sunlight glimmered and shined through the leaves, leaving her plain body dappled brilliantly. A nest where an old family of birds had lived was in sight and the brook babbled in such a way that she couldn’t help but smile.

“Wooow… it’s like a whole new world.”
PostPosted: Thu May 04, 2017 2:05 am


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Kinak made his slow way through the trees, each step slow and calculated. He was in unknown lands, Nash off to hunt as walkers do, leaving him alone to wander. The small red mouse that had bonded herself to him slept peacefully in a tent on his back under the shadow of his trees. In his bag clinked the mouse's teaset, a sharp noise against his plodding hooves.

The giant nosed for sweet young grass that had started to bud. He used his small antlers to dig up shoots and disturb grasses. He drew in as much grass as he could to feed his massive bulk. The giant was relaxed here in the warm sun and the scent of dug up earth filling his nostrils.

He grazed as he moved across the meadow getting closer and closer to the bushline. He small antlers got tangled in the underbrush, causing the giant to raise his head taking some of the branches with him. Rumbling to himself, he sniffed the bushes in hopes for strawberries. But he got another scent. Feathers and horse. His ocean blue eyes peered into the shadows of the bushes, beard almost touching the ground as he looked.

Pawing the ground with an unseen hoof, the giant called out, "Is someone there?"


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