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 Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 7:50 pm
 ~Tomas runs up and over the hills of the meadow, as he does his bangs fall in his yes. He blinks as his bangs get in the way of his vision. He stops to shake his head, trying to remove them. Finally manging it, he takes off again, runing for the closest tree. Once there he stops and looks up it see if there was any apples. spotting a couple on one of the higest bruches. He blinks then stands up on his hind legs reaching them. Locking his lips around one he then carefully comes back down, setting the first one between this legs then stands up to get the second one. Once he gots them both he sets one inbetween his shoulders and then picks the last one up with his mouth as he slowly makes his way to the woods~
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 2:07 pm
 *Winding her way through the woods Tristan knew the best spot for the sweetest dew and most delicious herbs. It didn't take her long to find her way there. Lowering her head She started with the dew, her ears always alert for danger. They twitched some as she noticed the feint sound of hooves. Glancing around She barely noticed the stallion making his way through the woods. She just stood there a bit puzzled, She never saw him around before, but then again she figured he blended in so well with his brown and white coat, that was the reason she had a bit of trouble noticing. Shaking her head and pounding her hoof a bit to dig some, she wondering if he'd notice back before lowering her head again to the sweet dew.*
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