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 Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:33 am
 Alone. It was something Aquitaine rarely felt. Yet here she was, feeling alone. The filly had wandered off a bit from home, not too far of course, and was suddenly realizing that what lay beyond her families home was lonely. She had not seen another Soquili yet and while part of her was relieved because of that, she was a bit shy with strangers after all, she was also slightly disappointed. Perhaps she should have gotten Arcaduis or Aurelian to tag along. But doing that would have likely meant doing what they wanted to do, which generally boiled down to exploring too far from home and rough housing. She would just need to accept that out here there was little to do and see or simply go home. No, she didn't want to go home just yet, though she did cast a glance over her shoulder to confirm she hadn't wandered too far. While her home wasn't exactly in sight she could see the path she had taken and took comfort in that.
Along the edge of the trees the blue filly wandered. There were plenty of shells on the beach to collect, but that was something she did nearly every day. Flowers sprung up in between the trees. She paused a moment to smell a soft pink flower. It's sweet scent mad her happy mixed in among the woodiness of the trees. Above her a squirrel ran along the branches, busily gathering acorns to store and eat. Birds chirped further within the trees and Aquitaine closed her eyes listening to their melody. It was beautiful. She could almost see her mother dancing to the tune in an elegant fashion.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 7:25 pm
 What new adventure may lay ahead Polamalu didn't know but he knew that today was sure to be another adventure to be sure. Since he'd ventured away from the desert to see what else lay ahead. He'd come across a mare that oozed shadows, one that was spoke with a odd accent and a large stallion who spoke with an even thicker accent. Thus far he'd made no real friends but pleasant acquaintances. The difference of the land impressed him most of all the foliage and the abundance of water never ceased to amaze him. Today he was headed in the direction of a body of water he'd been told about.
Behind the large stallion his tail caused a rustling where the tip drug along. He had never before picked up his tail, but his refusal to pick up his tail as he walked resulted in him having to clean it every night of the leaves and twigs that it collected along the ground. It may be tedious but it wasn't something that much bothered him. Besides if he made it to the water he sought he could move it around the water and be done with the debris. It was a simple concept. Water meant clean.
The ground he walked on began to give way from dirt and rocks to sand it was still hard from the dirt under it but it was a clear sign that he neared a beach of sorts. His gold chains clicked as he began to tread more carefully on the soon to soften ground. Even the largest stallion could gracefully walk across the sand if he placed his hooves right.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:31 am
An unfamiliar sound reached Aquitaine's ears amid the birds song. What was that? Slowly her eyes opened and the blue filly glanced around. It was rare to see others on the beach, so when her eyes settled upon a relatively large brown Soquili she stood perfectly still at the edge of the trees. She watched the stranger closely, noting his spiked back, long tail that looked to be like one most unicorns would have and then she noticed the items on him. One went from ear to nose, one was around his cheek and then he also had them on his front legs. Just what were those? And then she noticed that each step that the stallion made that strange sound could be heard. Whatever was hanging down off his legs were making those sounds. But she wasn't sure what they were or why he had them on him.
Between those and his back spikes Aquitaine was both quite curious and a little concerned. She had never seen anyone with spiked before, but she knew what they were from seeing spikes, small ones of course, on various plants within the trees. She also knew that if you got too close to spikes they could hurt. Well..perhaps she could talk to this stranger, and her parents weren't that far away so she could call out to them if she needed their help.
Peeling away from the trees Aquitaine took a few steps towards the stallion as he moved across the sand. She noticed his long tail was dragging in the sand. She paused watching him and then took another step closer, ears perked forward as she listened to the sound those objects on his legs made. They had an almost musical property to them, but is that what they were for? She wouldn't know until she asked him and at this moment she didn't quite have the courage to find her voice. But perhaps he would see her and he could start the conversation for her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 4:06 pm
It was a good day. Polamalu's golden eyes examined the landscape in quiet reverence. It wasn't home but the feel of the shifting sand beneath his hooves put him back home. While he examined the landscape he felt as if something or someone was watching him.
His tail shifted in the sand as he turned his head to find the source of his feeling. It was an odd little filly standing not too far off. Her dark markings looked like the shadows that streamed off a mare he had met, but the young filly didn't have the hollow look to her as the mare had. Then her white ones were cryptic and intricate. He shifted turning toward the filly but not approaching her. "Young one, do you usually stray far from your parents?" He often traveled alone and if he'd had offspring he would have let them wander back home but not in this forest. He felt there were far to many chances something ill could happen to them.
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