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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 4:17 pm
This is a private roleplay between Cypress and Ulviye (.Tortured. .Pumpkin.). Please do not post without permission.  
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 4:19 pm
Cypress hummed idly to himself as he wandered idly away from the bulk of the main herd. Night was falling rapidly and the sky was beautifully clear. While he normally preferred to travel up rather than down when it came to stars, he hoped to scout out the best spot in the valley for this task. He had only joined the herd a few weeks past, having been found wandering into their territory by the brown-coated Avaru and the older mare Auri. He had not intended to trespass, as silly as the notion of property and land owning may be to him.
Cypress hummed some more, idle and tuneless as he stared upward at the darkening sky as he continued his way down the path, heedless of the possibility of running into any trees in his absent minded way.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 4:45 pm
"Some mystery pony." I dig it. XD I'll be using UlviyeThe night was the only time she could get away from judging eyes, it seemed. Her taste for blood had always been assumed, her bulky frame discriminated against, and her cerynei blood all but ignored. Sure, it was true that she had a bit of a mean streak, but perhaps it wouldn't be that way if others weren't such dicks all the time. Gray, emotionless eyes scanned areas around her restlessly, always expecting someone to jump out of the bushes and claim to be a kalona fighter or some other ridiculous thing.
She hadn't really met any other Soquili in this new land she had come to. Her old one was awful, though. Ulviye had been born to a cerynei herd, and the shock and disgust at her birth was rather obvious. They never hid it during her childhood, either. Other foals weren't allowed to play with the "mean filly," and she might cut and maim someone with those wicked teeth of hers. Over the years, she had accepted this role within her family, and been everything they'd said she would be... And more.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 6:53 pm
Cypress neared the end of the path, seeing the opening in the trees as the ground as slowly leveled out into an event walk instead of the steep slope that the hike normally meant. In the winter, it would treacherous to wander down to the valley alone but in the late-summer night and on a full moon, the short journey proved no difficulty especially for a consummate wanderer such as himself.
He walked languidly through the small break in the forest trees, already spying the flat and languid valley that rested at the foot of the mountain, The moon was still low in the sky and more and more stars cropped up the more Cypress looked. Oh yes, this was much better though not quite as good as the high desolate mountain tops. This would be a wonderful place to stargaze.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a quick flash of movement, dark hide against the dark shadows of the valley. He paid it no mind, however, continuous his languid trek to the center of the meadow where it was cut in two by a small running brook. Perhaps by the water would be a comfortable place to settle, he considered instead, the stranger in his midst already out of his thoughts. .Tortured. .Pumpkin. I'm glad you like how to reference them. xD
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