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[PRP] You're Mean! (Dotty McFearsome and Lootah)

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PostPosted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 11:28 am


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Translucent wings fluttered in the warm summer breeze. The foal flitted through the breeze joyfully as his father had recently taught him to do. The wind pushed him along as his little wings flapped, the glee in his eyes unmistakable. Lootah finally saw himself as being old enough to escape from his protective mother's side though he never understood why she was so concerned for him. It's not like anyone would mess with him. The way he saw it, he had a fierce color and obvious traits that would make him bad news to capture. His blue-green eyes closed as he focused on what he was feeling. The wind beneath his tummy, the emptiness beneath his feet, the tussle of his short little mane. Pure bliss. He sighed, his tail acting as a rudder to turn him around in the air.
PostPosted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 12:04 pm


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Black brows furrowed as the mare's gray eyes peeked out from behind her bangs. A flash of red here, then there, then through the trees... What on earth was that? The unicorn snorted as she made her way toward the strange sight. It seemed too little to be another Soquili. Perhaps a familiar or something... She cautiously continued forward, sniffing the air as she approached. How odd... It certainly smelled like a Soquili. Grunting, she rolled her eyes and stomped after the foal. "Hey! What do you think you're doing in my territory?!" Upon realizing that the tiny being was just a colt, she grumbled. "Shouldn't you be with... Oh, I don't know, your parents or something? Get out of here!" She huffed and stood tall, her tail high in the air in an attempt to look larger to the little hyper hybrid.

.Tortured. .Pumpkin.

Backwoods Garbage


.Tortured. .Pumpkin.

Backwoods Garbage

PostPosted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 12:14 pm


The young boy's eyes shot open at the sudden disturbance. Losing concentration, he fell from the air, tumbling onto the ground but somehow managing not to damage his wings. Scuttling to his feet, he frowned. "Heeeeey," he whined, "What'd you do that for?! I wasn't hurting nobody!" He approached her quickly, her size not in the least daunting to him. "Hey! You've got a horn like my mum!" He circled her quickly. "And a tail that's kinda like mine, but a little bit different. Yours is... Hairy. Weird." He scrunched his nose at the idea and examined his own tail for a moment. "But your hooves are kinda like my mum's too! Well... I guess hers are kinda pointier."
PostPosted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 12:30 pm


Dotty was certainly not a very patient mare, and the foal's lack of instant compliance did not sit well with her. "I don't care about your damn mother!" She snorted and grumbled angrily at the foal. "Now get out of here if you know what's good for you, you little snake!" The unicorn huffed and swayed her tail angrily, staring down at the little red male. "You're asking for trouble, kid. You ought to be with someone who can protect you before you get hurt." Her nostrils flared as she slapped him on the rump with her tail. "Go on, get! Go see your mother or something!" Rolling her eyes, she thwapped him again, hoping he'd get the picture.

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