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 Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 6:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 7:52 pm
It was surprising to him that she would be willing to stick around this long and put up with him. They had run into each other earlier in the day and after some initial awkwardness had gotten to talking. Allegro knew her name was Mohana and admittedly he hadn't heard some of the other things she said because she was very pretty. As shallow and embarrassing as it might seem it was rather distracting. He had never seen another with a coat as bright as his own; what he knew of his own family were all brown with pale mane and tails. He was the odd one out who had taken after his father.
"The glade is very pretty, Mohana. I think you'll like it." It was a secluded little place he had stumbled upon when he was running away from trouble not so long ago.
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