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 Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 7:48 pm
((volta is an old leaping dance)) For Kanani and Zoomba please don't post unless you have permission ^^  ((ish a bad girl and reused a start XD)) Zoomba loved the feel of the air following through his hair as he trotted through the open plains. He hummed a merry tune as his hoof beats kept time. After all why would Zoomba be anything other than happy? He was meeting new friends and his mother seemed happy with Danuwa around so he felt it was alright to stray away more often thought he was always sure to go back after too long.
Suddenly something caught his eye, a butterfly...or a moth it was a flying thing. It reminded him of the nicknames he called his sisters and he giggled. Perhaps he should nick name everyone it was more fun then calling them by their real name and you could get different reactions with different names. Anyways his mind pinging back to the buttermothwhatever, he watched it's movements and began to tap out a beat with his hooves. The butterfly swayed right tap tap ta tap and left he repeated the beat with the other hoof, before he knew it he was following the butterfly and tapping his little heart and throwing in random sounds to complete the effect. One thing Zoomba knew for sure, he was soooooo weird.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 8:50 am
The stream had been uncomfortably close to the edge of the forest, close enough for Kana to be open to any one's view who happened to be walking along on the plain. Her muscles were tense and ready to spring away, if needed, and her ears continued to swivel this way and that, listening for could-be predators. But she nonetheless enjoyed her meal, and continued to pull the grass from the small ledge.
Her head jerked up suddenly as she heard hoof beats, further away, then closer. They were coming nearer! And they did not belong to a Cerynei, for they were too blunt and heavy. And... rhythmical? What in the world was this being? She decided to stay put, if only a little longer, while she waited to view whomever was making such a beat.
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