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 Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 12:53 pm
 The weather had turned cold recently, the flowers were all dead, and snow fell from the sky carpeting the world in a blanket of white. The rivers had turned to ice, and the forest was downright hazardous to small beings such as himself. Too often in his forest travels had piles of snow fallen on his unsuspecting head. Deciding it was time to leave his favorite haunt, at least until the snow was gone, he left to the meadow. It was colder here, and there were no places to hide, but at least he didn't have to worry about being buried under piles of snow from just walking.
It was a very crisp morning, dawning bright for once, and cold without a cloud in the sky. Light reflected off the snow creating a beautiful glowing landscape unmarred by the presence of other beings to the front as far as the eye could see. The butterfly-sized stallion grinned. It would be a nice day to play in the snow!
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 12:26 am
This was different. Everything was covered in this white stuff, which she found from her mother, was called snow. At first, the mare didn't like it. It was cold and wet and it covered the lovely flowers that were in the meadow. Yes, she was told that underneath the snow, the grass laid dormant, but she didn't always want to dig it out just to see it all the time.
Though, over some time, she finally got used to it and even came to like it. Now, the spotted mare was out in the meadows, jumping about and giggling. She watched as she left hoof prints in the snow as she trotted about. Stopping suddenly, she quickly lowered herself onto the ground and began to roll about in the snow.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:31 am
Looking around to see if there were others around, Laures tossed his mane once before diving at a snowdrift. As long as he was able to control the amount of snow he got along his wings and coat, it should be more fun, right?
Pulling up from the dive at the last moment, his wings barely brushed the top layer, collecting crystals on the edges of his wings without soaking them, without bogging them down so as to hinder his flight. As the sun caught the snow on his wings, they seemed to glow.
He grinned, and laughed. It was not yet cold, and the snow was a soft powder, just right for a fun time.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 10:26 pm
She rolled about in the snow for a bit longer before rolling onto her stomach. She nickered happily, shaking her head and tossing the snow that clung to her mane off from it. She clambered to her feet, hooves slipping on the snow some.
As she was about to dive into another pile of snow, her ears perked at the sound of something. Was that laughter? Well, there was only one way to find out. With a flick of her tail, she sprinted off in the direction that the sound came from.
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