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 Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 6:00 pm
RPed as a foal here
The moon was not quite full and was mostly covered by a lazily drifting clouds making it a rather dark night. However this was not Isoleans concern. She needed not the light of the moon or even of the stars she had he whole life to be traped in the dark with such glorious companions. So Contentedly she amused herself by dashing this way and that between trees after various zooming fireflies.
With Her foalish laughter echoing off trees she played as she always did . . .alone but for now it didn't bother her.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 7:06 am
 Faegan lay in the shadows, under a large oak tree, reminiscing about the day. The day had been pretty typical, nothing to exciting for him to make specific memories about. He had done his usual 'research' of the land, watching the others at the moved, trying to understand their stories simply by their body language. He typically could learn a lot from studying them. Others may think of him as a stalker, but he really didn't mind.
As he curled up, he looked past the tree to the stars. He enjoyed staring at them in the evening, especially during clear skies, like tonight. He knew most of the phases of the moon and the constellations by watching them for so long.
Suddenly his studies were interrupted by laughter, something he usually didn't hear in the evening. His ears perked up, and he could tell instantly that it was a young foal, and he would guess it to be a young mare. He glanced around to find her playing among some fireflies, something that he did as a foal quite often. He lay there and watch for a few more minutes, wondering what she may do next.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 1:34 am
un aware she was being watched She splashed though mucky mud puddles and got her hair tangled in all manner of things soon she was as messy as any rough and tumble boy. Her father wasn't around to see so what was the point of being a lady? being a lady seemed like a bunch of uselessness anyway who really needed . . .what was it called again . . . oh YEA sophistication.
(let the lessons begin!!)
Looneytaz82 Tagsies sorry that took so long but shes ready for her lessons in sophistication!
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 6:26 pm
Faegan stood, still wondering about this young foal. "Playin 'n mud puddles?" he questioned himself. The high pitched sound and the 'graceful' movements he had studied of it made him think that it was a young princess, however had never seen a young lady that was interested in getting muddy and not keeping up with r feminine appearances. As he watched, Faegan took a few steps closer to try and get a better look. After all, it was later in the evening, and for nothing else, he wanted to ensure the young foal safety, as he seemed to be the only adult around.
He crept a few steps closer, still hoping to stay out of range until his appearance was needed. He was hoping that she would not get hurt, and he could safely stay in the shadows and watch, for now...
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