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 Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 7:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 8:12 pm
Lost. It was a terrible thing to be especially in unfamiliar territory but, even more so if one was a lady. That was the predicament a certain cherry scented kirin mare found herself in. Her thoughts were hazy on where this was or how exactly she'd ended up wandering so aimlessly through this forest. One thing was for certain..she knew her name and that getting filthy was not on her list of 'enjoyable things'. With each delicate footstep Cerise found herself becoming more & more lost..dazed as if something had struck the dear mares head. Aloud soft words came, brows furrowed as she skirted yet another mud puddle. "I remember..my name and that I am most certainly not some heathen who would enjoy trekking through such a ghastly forest all alone. No company...no protection or loyal gentleman to lead me onward towards destiny." Lips pursing the all too tart female continued forwards..careful to not get her cloven hooves dirty. What a travesty..lost and unable to recall exactly how she'd ended up in this god forsaken unknown forest with mud puddles all over! There was also this burning sensation at the back of Cerise's head..right beneath her well kept mane. Unbeknownst to the mare she had earlier in the day lost her footing in the recently rain drenched terrain and fallen. Which was why this temporary feeling of being lost seemed to stick with her..memories were also all jumbled but, it wasn't as if she'd fully lost her mind or forgotten everything. On the contrary Cerise knew plenty of things except for the one big thing that kept her scowling with each passing second. Why had she come into this forest? What had happened the group? Being a part of a small traveling gypsy herd she'd come so far..from a homeland few even knew existed. With a group of like minded souls who had 'the itch' that gypsy itch for traveling, for seeing the world. Now the mare felt utterly alone..lost, injured and confused in a land she had only arrived in a few weeks prior.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 11:43 pm
Vestiarian was stretching his wings about to take flight when the most pleasant aroma filled his nostrils. He could smell the ripe cherries so strongly that his mouth watered for a taste of them.
Stopping, he looked around. There were no cherry trees in the vicinity, so where was the smell coming from? He followed the pleasant aroma unto the woods like some childish fairytale. The smell of cherries grew stronger until, he saw a mare standing in the middle of a path looking quite angry and talking to herself.
He wasn't sure whether to interrupt her or not, so he stood there staring at her. It was then that he realized, she smelled like cherries.
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