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 Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 12:08 pm
A small filly made her way throughout pine scented tree's, wading around the thick leaves, tugging branches until finally reaching an open area that showed nothing but endless flat, however in her imagination, lots more roamed, it was like an enchanted ball, and she was the star guest!
A golden hoof stepped ahead leading the way down an invisible path till finally at the center of the Ball. The path... Had just been a row of plain old grass and the center of the ball was just the wide open field, but she knew no different.
Lifting half off the ground, Neria twirled chuckling with a light fluster painting pale cheeks, happily dancing to the whistles of chirping birds, delicately flowing in the air.
"Oh where are you my darling, how I long for you to whisk me away in an everlasting dance"
When all had faded, she fell back to all four hooves, looking around the plain, with nothing more than a fangirlish giggle.
'that was fun!'
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 2:53 pm
 The stallion stood off to the side of a medium-sized open field, tall grass swaying in the afternoon's breeze. Arathorn took a deep breath in and smiled, it was a beautiful day indeed.
Gracefully Arathorn lowered his head to meet the sea of green, took a mouthful and pulled it up from the roots. His blue eyes narrowed and his chewing slowed as he noticed a small white, winged filly enter the field. She pranced and seemed to be speaking to herself, causing Arathorn to momentarily tilt his head to the side.
Swallowing the grass in his mouth, the stallion took slow graceful steps out into the field to greet the little one. As soon as the sun touched him, his pure white body seemed to glow with radiance. The delicate gold chains glinted in the sunlight, chains that lead from a piercing in his ear to the fully blossomed lotus flower that adorned his head. Many referred to this flower as a 'crown', especially his mother who enjoyed calling him her 'little prince' even in his adulthood. White pink-tipped hair toppled over his face, nearly hiding his deep purple eye markings and stunning blue eyes.
Arathorn heard the little one giggle, and as he approached he noticed that she had more then one set of wings. On her back were the wings of the Wind soquili but she also had wings on her head, nothing he had ever seen before. This child was a unique individual, it made him proud to be in her presence. As he neared, the 'royal' stallion nickered a soft greeting before bowing low to the child. Her head wings reminded him of a graceful eagle that he had seen once, and he decided he would call her as such. Straigtening his posture now, head held high with pride, he spoke to her. " Greetings, little eagle. Tis a fine day for play, wouldn't you say?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 3:28 pm
The filly had no idea anyone else had been presented, until a well spoken voice sounded neaby; the tiny figure spun, two piercing rays of blue shot wide to observe the one approaching. Once gaining focus upon the radiating white stallion she gave a soft smile, a gaze more happily met with his.
He looked like no threat, a kind face if nothing more.'Eagle?' was what grabbed the attention of perked ears, that was definitely new, she had never been called anything alike.
With a girlie chuckle, she also bowed in return to be respectful and polite whislt another thing caught her attention. The elegant jingle of golden chains, that led the two blue/black voided eyes to study them, leading them also to a beautiful lotus. Could he be..??
Enthusiastically, a spark shifted wildly, immediately in Neria's heart and she came right out with it, nothing like being forward. "yes! Why, hello there..!" a small silence held the air, but only long enough for her to take another breath "Are you of noble blood?? Your crown is ever so beautiful it brings a spur of undescribed happiness to the beating clock within by simply holding it within an honored gaze"
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