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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:08 pm
 She walked through a snow drift and eyes the open area she'd stumbled upon with curiosity. she couldn't see much in the distance other than some snow drifts here and there and a few sparse shrubs that had lost all their foliage for the time they'd be dormant under the winter's blanket of snow. with an inward sigh, she heard the sound of some of the smaller animals that had come out to investigate or look for food. Winter was beautiful but she still preferred the spring and summer months.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 8:59 pm
Emiko's nose now sported a rather large clump of snow that she didn't even notice. Upon her journey she fancied she smelled some wild flowers. Being herself she dove nose first into the snow, chomping down, only to find frozen earth. Needless to say she was, not only quite hydrated, but very upset. Her mood was the reason for her not seeing the aforementioned snow, as a matter of face. So she sported a small, comical mountian of snow while she tromped around, trying to look tough, and already failing.
The flat, vast plain that wonce served as a grazing ground for her and her family in the spring was now covered with white, and deep pot holes where Emiko had dug. She felt a but odd, really. She was blue among the white, she felt like a target for something. Nervously she shuffled along, trying to shake her sensless parenioa.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:11 pm
Beginning to stomp at the snow, she looked for something to satisfy her rumbling stomach, finding dead grass underneath. It wasn't much but it was better than nothing. Leaning her head down, she began to rip at the dead blades of grass with her teeth, her mane and tail almost blending in with all the white of snow although the red of her body and the roses that she wore stood out like a bid flag and target for all to see.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:57 am
I would appear that Emiko was not the only one to stand out among the white. She shook off the offending clump of snow, which she only noticed because she glimpsed something and the clump intruded upon her view. Roses. Red roses. But it was the dead of winter, what kind of winter rose was it to just appear in winter. Emikos favorite flower was the red rose. It always had been. It was true that they weren't blue, and blue was her most favorite color. However, it was the shameless, prideless elegance they held. They just were beautiful, something they didn't have to try at.
Emiko sauntered closer for a better look. Perhaps she could cultivate these winter roses for herself. She did love to look at them. Perhaps, when he went back, she'd show them to her herd... if she went back. It was still just a matter of if...
Emiko's mouth went dry. They weren't living roses. They were decorating what may have been the whitest tail she'd ever seen. She followed the trail of hair up to the mare's eyes. Emiko's mouth went absolutley dry. The roses fit this mare. She was, just like the rose, utterly, divinly, and undisputably beautiful. Her mind whirled with things to say and do. She'd seen Claude deal with the opposite sex a million time with grace and granduer, but this wasn't the opposite sex, it was the same. What was the protocol for that? She didn't even know this mare. More so, she was still dealing with the fact that there was more than one mar in the world, and the main issue was that this wasn't Istas.
Finally she just bowed her head and murmured her father's usual greeting of, "G'day mad'm. m't I 'sk w't br'ns you h'r..." She barely moved her lips, in fear of stumbling over her words.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:32 pm
Hearing the soft and slightly jumbled words, she lifted her head a bit of dry dead grass still being munched on. Finishing it off quickly, she smiled a small friendly smile. "Hello." Her voice was light and laced with the happy sound that was most ofter related to spring. "I guess I just sort of stumbled here while looking around. "She smiled once more." I'm Shoshana by the way, but you can call me Sho for short if you like. May I ask what also brings you here" Ever always friendly she didn't seem to have an ill tempered bone in her body, well not that any one had ever really seen at least. She looked the other mare over as a way to get to know and have a better memory to go with a name, if she was given one, to put with the face should she happen to see this mare again in the future.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 11:43 am
Shoshana. What an unusual name. Emiko felt herself tense under the gaze that trailed over her body. She knew it wasn't a size up, simply an obversation, but that didn't soften the sting. She knew compared to Shoshana she was plain. Emiko knew that compared to most mares she was plain. She pawed at the frozen earth stupidly, trying to find the words to speak to the other mare. She knew that if she didn't choose them wisely then a raging torrent of seemily unrelated things would come from her lips. Truth is they were perfectly related in Emiko's mind, and all made sense. But they did tend to scare off others who weren't expecting it.
"Emiko's name is Emiko. She left her home sometime ago as is looking for something. She doesn't know what, she is afraid." She spoke softly and carefully, forcing herself to say only what is necessary. She left out that her father stole the mare she loved, she wore a blue scarf, her favorite color was blue, Frilly had blue roses, roses were her favorite, and countless other sweethearts that she should keep to herself. "Emiko is... very pleased to meet you, Shoshana."
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:31 pm
Shoshana gave a warm and nonjudgmental smile. "I see. Emiko. Quite a nice name I think." She listened as the mare spoke. "Looking for something did you loose it out here" She ears perked some as she looked around. She had her moments of denceness from time to time but a lost item could some times mean the world to it's owner. "Perhaps I could help you look for it?" Her voice was a tender sound that was more warm and motherly than it probably should have been since she had no foals of her own. She often ignored the motherly tone, thinking it was just her good natured way to try to sooth others around her; or at least help if she could.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 11:29 am
Emiko pawed at the snow sheepishly. Truth be told, Emiko had no idea was she was looking for. She just knew she had to find it. "Begging your pardon, but Emiko thinks she needs to find whatever it is by herself. She thinks that's the only way it'll mean anything to her." She bit her lips gently and let her eyes stray around her surroundings. The vast white of the frozen plane made her heart sink. She heated winter. It reminded her of death. Nothing lived, only the resilient pines of the north, and there were none so far south. Nothing to remind her of the life of the spring and summer. Event he fall was ablaze with color and natures last hurrah.
"Emiko is sorry once more that she could not accept your help," she said softly, bowing her head in apology. "Perhaps it is better since Emiko does nto know what it is she is looking for. It may not even exist. IT would not be proper of Emiko to pull you around the lands looking for something that may or may not be real." She sighed, though she would like the company. No. She had to be strong. This was her journey, and while she would meet others along the way, to be sure, she had to find whatever it was by herself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 8:38 pm
"I see." She smiled. Though winter bit and stung with the cold and all seemed so dead in the vast open area, she knew all was but in a sleep waiting for the first rays of the spring sun to warm the earth and nudge the sleeping plants back into life. "I hope you find what ever it is you seek." She thought back some on things, her thoughts landing on family and lingering a moment before shaking it away with a slight toss of her mane. The movement sent the roses rustling some before they fell silent once more as though they had never been shaken. "Well if you ever need anything I'll be glad to help where I can." The sun peeked out from behind the gray clouds of winter and gave a bit of warmth, as though it were a reminder to the warmth to come.
~closed due to abandonment~
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