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 Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2016 5:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2016 6:21 pm
 Despite his having grown, he was still very much family orientated, though he wasn't attached at the hip to them. He did like to keep close in case any of them needed him. Overall he was kind in nature and very loving, but he could still fight if it was needed of him. It wasn't something he enjoyed doing, but he would do what he could to keep his family and those he cared for safe.
The sound of birds chirping had stirred him awake not too long ago and he hadn't moved from his spot so he could continue to listen to them. It was a relaxing sound and he very much enjoyed listening to their songs. He finally got up and began to walk around. It was a fine spring morning, the rain had just stopped earlier in the night and with the morning sun everything shone with the clinging drops of dew. It was as if everything was covered in diamonds and it took his breath away. He had always had a soft spot for nature, even as a foal, and today couldn't be any better in his opinion. He took in a deep breath and let the scents of the flowers seep into his senses and he felt a small smile form upon his muzzle. Golden gaze fell upon some lilies not to far away and he walked over to them and dug his face into them happily.
Lilies were one of his favorite flowers and the smell of them was absolutely amazing. Honeysuckle was a close second, especially their nectar. His blue tail swished slightly behind him as he allowed himself to relax and he perked his ears slightly as he lifted his head and gazed around. He had thought he had heard someone but didn't see anything. He looked around and decided he'd pick some of them for his mother and sister to bring back to them. They weren't too far away from where he was now and knew they'd appreciate the small sentiment.
He started with some of the tulips and started to pick through them for the best of the bunch. Selecting three of the prettiest ones he picked them up in his teeth and walked back over to the lilies and started to rummage through them and then lifted his head when he thought he heard something not too far away from where he stood and he looked around to see what had caused it and saw some birds fly up from some tall grass. With one last glance around the area he went back to examining the flowers and picking a few here and there. He didn't want to take all of the pretty ones or too many from one spot so he kept moving as he did so.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2016 9:37 pm
Lothiriel hadn't moved far from her parents - the mountain they resided in was only a short fly away and she could usually be there, visit and return within three days. Despite being born in it, she had not adapted to the cold as her mother had and the visit with her grandparents - in their garden so green and warm - had only confirmed that.
She had thought her parents would be sad to see her leave - but they understood. As her mother had left her home to start her own she too would. So she set up in a clearing - large enough that she could plant a variety of flowers but not so large she couldn't maintain it on her own. It was a lonely few weeks before the first seeds sprouted - doubting herself and oft times finding herself waking at every little sound before eventually not sleeping at all. When the first seeds sprouted she slept the whole day away.
Lothiriel had wandered off to explore while she gathered water from the stream - her grandfather had kindly visited one of the first nights she was here to donate seeds and help her plant them as well as give her any other tools and tips she might've needed. She hadn't intended to be gone for long but such was her way. She wasn't quiet in her return - she'd not felt scared to be here in some time but at the sound of someone rustling around she thought letting her guard down was a mistake. She froze and darted behind a tree, dropping the pail of water and spilling its contents. From behind the tree she peeked and it was then all fears went out the window.
Someone was eating her precious flowers! She breathed air through her nostrils. While she had inherited her mothers dainty appearance her father had blessed her with his hot temper. She jumped out from her hiding place, hooves stamping the ground.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" She demanded and obvious frown upon her brow. Later - much later - she'll chastise herself for being so careless but for now all she cared about was protecting her friends. She moved towards the stallion pushing herself between him and her beloved lilies - her favourites! "These aren't food! Can't you tell? They don't grow here and they're so carefully planted and looked after and - oh look at how trampled their home is!" Some of the fury was leaving her voice and she momentarily ignored the stallion, nosing the lilies that had survived his attack. "It's okay. You guys should recover nicely." She turned and locked eyes with the stallion. Whatever softness had appeared in her voice when she spoke to the flowers was a memory now. "You'd better hope they recover nicely."
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 9:01 pm
Suddenly a female voice cut through the air and he lifted his head, flower in mouth as he stared at her, blinking as she placed herself between him and the flowers. Turning and placing the flower that was in his mouth in a nearby basket with the other flowers he listened as she essentially tore into him for ruining her garden? He hadn't really thought it was anyone's, so much for bringing home flowers to mom and sister. Clearing his throat a little after her rampage of words he softened his expression and shook his head. "I assure you, I wasn't eating them." He said to start off before answering her initial question. "I was picking some to bring back to my Mother and Sister. Had I know these were someone's I would have left them be and picked from elsewhere." He was more than aware that flowers tended to die once you picked them but he had found a way to get them to last a little longer before wilting. Though he actually liked to hang them upside down with some twine and dry them out so they stayed beautiful forever.
He wasn't about to tell her that though.
"I do apologize if I have offended you or your flowers in any way." He said backing up a pace or two away from their resting place and got a better look at her. She reminded him of his sister in some ways and it made him smile. "Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He asked her curiously. He wanted to stay around a little while longer. Her temper when it came to the flowers had pulled in his curiosity and he was dying to find out more about this fiery mare with the delicate wings. Her personality was far different than her appearance and he liked that about her.
A flutter with attitude. It made him smile again. Looking at him you wouldn't think he was half flutter, but he was. He was just the only child from his parents copulating that didn't have any traits. His brother had antenna's his sister had wings and antennas and he had nothing. So it's kind of a fun game for him to have others figure out what his genetics is. Most of the time they don't believe him and he's fine with that. Taking a moment to pick up the basket of flowers he moved it to a nook in some roots of a nearby oak and then turned to face her once more. Taking a moment he lifted one leg and dipped his head and neck towards the ground in a graceful bow like manner. "I do apologize again for my intrusion upon your plants. I would like to formally introduce myself to you. I'm Neon. What may I call you in return?" He said returning to an upright position and focusing his gaze on her.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 10:51 pm
The mare's fury had subsided, for now, only a slight crease in her brow left as a reminder of what awaited if he crossed her beautiful friends again. She huffed a little, hoof stomping idly. "I-it's fine," the voice was soft now, the fire snuffed out as she realised just how close to danger she might have come were this stallion an enemy. She still wasn't certain she was safe and so she kept her guard up, wings tense and ready to take flight should she need it.
"You can start helping by stepping out of their home." She said shortly, indicating the trampled ground beneath the stallion's hooves. "Towards me, please. And do be careful where you step." She went back to ignoring him, shrinking for a brief moment to dart around the lilies and get a closer inspection. The ones not picked would recover with a little love and care.
Returning to her usual size, she stood before Neon once more. "Lothiriel," she said, introducing herself with a slight nod of her head. "Gardener in these woods. If you want flowers for your family all you need is to seek me out and I'll find the suitable flowers for you."
She turned, walking off a few steps before she looked over his shoulder at him. "Come on, then. At least finish what you came to do so my lilies don't go to waste."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2016 8:24 pm
He could tell by her demeanor she was frustrated with him and this embarrassed him a little bit. He watched her as she tensed up, her wings giving it away clearly to him and he felt his face soften in a sort of a frown but he did his best to not let it show. This wasn't going how he would have hoped. "OH, Yes. Let me... Oh Dear." He muttered looking at where he stood and then listened to her carefully spoken instructions to remove himself from her garden. Once he was completely free from their place of refuge he swallowed and looked over at her with a warm smile. "I will be sure to do that Lothiriel. I do apologize again for our meeting being such a fiasco. I truly did not mean for any of this to happen." He said sincerely to her as he followed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2016 8:56 pm
Lothiriel smiled softly at the stallion as he apologised. It seemed he was sincere and, though she would never admit it, she may have overreacted. They moved through a path - it was new but already her hoofprints were hardening the ground making it visible. A short while later they were in a larger clearing than the previous one. This one full of flowers.
"Honey," she called out softly and a small raccoon's head rose from a bush of blue flowers. "Follow us with a basket, will you? Mr. Twilight here would like some flowers for his family."
The raccoon stopped whatever task it was doing and scurried to a pile of baskets, falling into step with Lothiriel as she surveyed the flowers. "Tell me about them," she said, taking in a deep breath. "You family, I mean." Of course, she had to know about them in order to pick the perfect flowers. She was in her element now; she'd never failed to pick the perfect flowers for someone. Her arrangements were splendid and it was one of her favourite things to do.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2016 9:08 pm
LOLTERNATIVE this can wait till next month for a tag if you want XD As he followed behind the mare he watched as the scenery changed and before long he was in a much larger clearing and it had a greater variety of flowers to offer. He had to pause for a moment as he took in the sight before him and he took in a deep breath, allowing the sweet scents to invade his senses. It was truly beautiful. Her voice stole him back to reality and he watched as a raccoon came into view and gathered up a basket to carry alongside them. "That is terribly kind." He said softly towards the raccoon and her. Looking around he turned his gaze towards her and thought about it for second. Where to start. "My mother is a truly wonderful mare.... She has taught my siblings and me to be nothing but genuine, but at the same time to not be pushovers." He said the last part a little softer. It felt almost rough to say it out loud. "My sister is a darling though. She's curious about everything and one of my best companions to go on adventures with. We used to go on plenty of story worthy adventures." He said with a warm smile as he began to speak of his sister. "My brother and half sister I'm not as close with..." He thought on a good way to describe the two of them. "Though my half sister is much like my mother and sister combined. I'm not sure of a good way to describe them." He said honestly. "What of you? Do you have any siblings?" He asked her, curious.
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