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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 10:05 pm
 Much had happened since she'd tried to shut herself up out of fear. he attack on the herd.. it had driven her to be so fearful.. only wandering during the day and returning at night.. These days she had more... bravery as she willing to wander around more often due to the courage she'd been lent by some one.... slightly special to her. She'd only known him a short while but something about him just.. fit. It warmed her to the core and made her feel as though nothing could ever hurt her again. Today she was making her way to the meadow to relax, take in the beautifully warm spring day and just watch the world go by. Her steps were soft, dainty as she stepped out into the grass and paused looking around just like she'd always done since she had been but a foal playing in this meadow with her mother.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 5:13 pm
 Honeysuckle was walking in the meadow, and looking at the flowers. It was kinda funny since she had honeysuckle's on herself. But she loves to look at different flowers. It was a beautiful spring day, the sun was out and felt so warm on her skin. She came to the a patch of flowers. She bent down and smelled the flowers. She fluttered her wings when she felt a gentle wind blow through. She loved the wind blowing through her wings.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 7:54 pm
Satisfied with what she saw, she continued out into the green meadow. The worst thing about having a white coat in the middle of spring, summer, and fall was that she stuck out like a sore hoof against the colors of the land. Still she didn't much mind how her white coloring flashed brightly against the green sea of meadow grass and all of it's flowers. The only sad thing about today was.. she didn't have any of her friends or her special individual to share the day's beauty with. Rakshi said he'd return after talking to his parents and they'd go meet them together after his return.. he'd been only gone a few days but still.. she missed him in his absence. Roman was doing what ever he was doing.. probably off training or something and well.. Boris.. who knew what that feline minded stallion was up to these days.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:12 pm
She got done smelling the flowers, and decide to go and walk around the meadow. She was thinking about meeting new people. But she never knows how to talk to people sometimes. Because she gets so shy around new people. But she knows she has got to meet people, if she wants friends. She really wants to find a best friend or friend. Doesn't matter just someone to talk to her would make her happy. She got so distracted by thinking about finding friends. That she had come upon a small pond in the meadow. She sat down by the pond to rest for a bit.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 9:05 am
The scent of water hit her nose and her ears perked drawing her mind from her thoughts. Was she really this close to the brook? She hadn't thought she'd wandered out that far into the meadow... Glancing around, she edged closer till she saw the pond. Curious.. had the spring rains all gathered into a low section of the meadow to create the pond? She guessed maybe it was possible. Upon further inspection, she noticed another mare beside the pond and with a happy smile, she the small mare nickered a greeting to the other. Something was off... she didn't look like the other mares she'd encountered... in fact this one had wings like a butterfly. Wings like a bird she'd seen before.. but like a butterfly? That had been only some fable she and Roman had once chased around trying to find like a child would search for the living essence of a fairytale.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 6:04 pm
Honeysuckle was just feeling the breeze. She heard someone, she stood up and saw a mare standing there. "Ummm.....Hello my name is Honeysuckle." She always gets shy around new people. But she does want to make new friends. So maybe this is her chance, her wings fluttered when she started walking towards the mare.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 6:29 pm
The other mare seemed rather shy to her. something she was often use to. Her brother was shy of course.. soft spoken too usually. A small smile crept over her maw as the other mare neared. "Hello, Pleased to meet you.. I'm Briallan." She nodded her head slightly almost like a bow with her greeting. She was small for a non winged mare, tiny considering the size of the normal mares. She'd been small from birth taking after her mother in her small size. her mother was small.. but a great mare... or at least she had always thought so.
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