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 Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:12 pm
 Maverick stood by the river, opposite to the Kawani village. Maverick tilted his head as he watched all the two-leggers wander around, doing multiple tasks at once. Two young two-leggers were playing games with eachother, laughing and having fun.
Maverick sighed. Oh, if only he had a friend like that. Someone to have fun with and laugh. But no, Maverick was always so picky on who he conversed with. It is his own fault really, its a self-fufilling prophecy that Maverick would not have a load of friends by his side at all times. He seemed so untrusting of Soquili with colors that are unnatural colors. Surely, it was really ridiculous, but Maverick did not trust those who didn't have natural colors and shades for their coat.
Maverick groaned. Unfortunately, there weren't that many natural Soquili in this world. No, lately there seemed to be so many Soquili with shades of purple and blue. Maverick had even spotted one with multi-colored sparkles. Maverick had met a few Soquili, even one zorse, Orah. Oh, Orah, she's probably Maverick's only true friend.
He bent down his head, sighing in his own self-pity. If only he weren't so picky about who he interacts with all the time. Maverick groaned, wishfully hoping that someone would come along...
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:19 pm
"Do be careful, love. And don't bother anyone if they don't want to talk," Lia cautioned her foal as he scampered about, kicking up his heels, and enjoyed the cool fall day. Today was the day that Lia was going to allow him to leave her side and the little one could hardly contain his excitement. Oh, the places he wanted to go!
"I won't, I promise. Can I go now? Pleasepleaseplease?" Diallo bumped his shoulders elbow impatiently. "I'm just going to the river! I won't set hoof inside the dark dark spots like you said. Just the shallows. Please? I want to chase minnows.'
The white tiger mare chuckled, albiet a little anxiously, but gave her son an affectionate shove with the flat of her head, indicating he could go. "Be back before dusk."
Diallo gave a whoop of glee before charging away for the river, which was in eyesight of his mother, whom would spend her time grazing, but far enough away that he had a sense of freedom unlike any other before.
He quickly became a tiny dot in the distance as he came up to the banks and, with a warcry, stomped into the shallows. He was -free-!
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:27 pm
Maverick heard the sounds of a young foal playing around the river. Maverick smiled. Ah, he remembered his youthful days. In fact, the foal reminded Maverick of himself when he was younger, always setting out to have a fun time while his mother watched over him cautiously. Father wasn't around much, but mother had always told Maverick that father lives two lives, so tries to make as much time as he can for Maverick.
Maverick could hardly see the foal, all he was really able to see was the figure of him. The colors seemed to be a blur. Maverick squinted to focus on the foal, hoping to make out a clearer image. Maverick gasped as he saw the foal under the correct vision.
The foal looked strikingly similar to Maverick, yet, seemignly different. Where Maverick was white, the foal was the tan color that could be found on Maverick's coat. Where Maverick was tan on his coat, the foal was white! It was as if they were inverses of eachother. Maverick appraoched the foal with extreme joy and happiness.
"Hello there!" said Maverick happily, hoping not to come on too strong and scare away the foal. "I cannot help but notice that you, well, look rather similar to me."
Maverick smiled. Oh, he could hardly contain his joy and enthusiasm.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:33 pm
Diallo was always happy to meet new faces...his name didn't mean 'Bold' for no reason, afterall.
The approaching stallion was given a wide, almost awe-struck gaze as the foal slowed and eventually stopped his splashing and looked up at the large male. "Hi!" he managed, nearly breathless in combination of his glee and from running away from his mother. His mouth gaped slightly for a moment before he made a whuff of delight and stomped his forehooves about a few times.
"You're stripey! Like me and my mum. Are you family?" He beamed, twisting his foal tail about.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:40 pm
Maverick laughed. Oh, the foal seemed to be happy to see Maverick as well.
"No, I don't believe that I am family, although it is possible," said Maverick. "I don't really know enough about my family to really tell you for sure. What is your mother like?"
Maverick grew very curious. Perhaps she was a zebra, like Maverick's father. Although, if she was, there would be no way to tell if they were really related. Maverick's father left one day, never to return...
Maverick almost got lost in his own mind as he thought about his parents and family. No, he will not depress himself with thoughts of that on such a fine moment as this.
"What is your name anyways? My name is Maverick," said Maverick proudly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:47 pm
"Mum is all white with black stripes...sorta like what I gots on my back, only that's allll over," he said matter-of-factly, lidding his eyes part-way as though to try to look sage and all knowing. However, the effect was thusly ruined by how his tail continued to windmill about with excitement. "If you aren't family, you should be. Stripes are the coolest."
His mother had told him from day one that his stripes were nothing to be ashamed of; the white tiger mare had a hard life back at her other herd and was made fun of for looking so unusual. She had taught her children to embrace the stripes and not take any negative comments about them.
"So you're Mav'rick," he said, trying the funny name out a few times under his breath. "And I'm Diallo. My mum is Ilianna and my dad is Eachann. My sister is Abeni and YOU are Mav'rick, only not family, or maybe you are..." The foal's rambling was littered with giggles.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:04 pm
Maverick giggled as the foal continued to ramble on.
"No, I do not believe I am a relative of yours, although I may be related to your mother, based on your description. My father was a zebra, does that sound familiar?" asked Maverick, almost hoping that Diallo's mother would be a zebra as well. Maverick had once heard there was a zebra living in these lands, from a mare he met named Kimi. Then again, Kimi said that the zebra was her mom, and Kimi wasn't mentioned in that family tree that Diallo had just told.
"I do love my stripes," said Maverick with an assuring nod. "I feel as if define me somehow. They let the world know a little a bit about who I am."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:08 pm
"Zeeeebra?"
Now THAT was a new word. He tried it out a few times, louder this time, before giggling and bouncing in a circle about the stallion.
"Whats a zeeeebra? Does it have stripes like you? And is it as big as you are?" Questions were just bursting out of his mouth and he had to really try to keep it down to just a few.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:11 pm
Oh, well, maybe they aren't related. Maverick felt a bit disappointed, but covered it up with a cheerful smile and laughter.
"A zebra is a, well, it's like a Soquili. They are white with black stripes...or black with white stripes. Wait, no, I think it's white with black," said Maverick, trying to think of what the pattern of a zebra is. "Well, in any case, they are quite fascinating creatures. My father was a zebra, but my mother wasn't. I'm what people call a zorse."
If the foal had fun saying the word zebra, who knows what fun the foal could have with the word zorse! Maverick even thought the word sounded peculiar.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:16 pm
"Zzzzzoooorse?" Wow, Mav'rick was good at coming up with silly words. "ZoooRRRRseeee...zorse....zorsezorseZORSE." He erupted with mirth at the last string of words.
"So Mav'rick is a zorse and his mum is a zebra...WEIRD! That's so neat! I wish I was something neat...I'm justa soquili, I think. My sister Abeni doesn't have black stripes. She has brown ones like you. I'm more stripey than her though." He nodded, then cocked his head up at the stallion again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:22 pm
"You have very fascinating stripes," said Maverick with a nod. The foal had very interesting stripes all over his body. "We also have a very similar coat of a tan color. You also have a lot more stripes than I do. I don't have nearly as many stripes as my father did."
Maverick smiled. Although he wasn't related to Diallo he felt as if they were related.
"What is your sister like? Does she more like your father, I take it?" asked Maverick.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:30 pm
"I know. You look like me...you could be my uncle almost!...if I had one. I have an aunt, but she doesn't look like me at all. She's blue!" The foal twisted his face into a look of confusion at that but shrugged, rolling his eyes around in a "aaaanyway" sort of gesture.
"Abeni is weird. She's mostly brown like my dad with white here and there and brown stripes...she doesn't like to be silly as much as I do. Girls are weird though, especially sisters. That's what dad says anyway."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:42 pm
"Hrm, she sounds as if she looks like me," said Maverick. "You're aunt is blue? What is her name?"
Maverick grew excited. Perhaps the aunt is Kimi! Kimi was blue after all, and her mother was a zebra. Maybe this foal is a relative of Kimi's? Ah, probably not. But Maverick couldn't help but wondering. Maverick tends to get himself worked up and excited about such minor things, that usually end up to be untrue.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:46 pm
"Olathe," he answered as he fumbled a moment to try to remember. He only called her Auntie, so why should he have to know her real name? "She's weird too, but lots of fun to play tag with."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 9:50 pm
"Ah," said Maverick with a slight disappointed nod. Oh, why did Maverick ever get his hopes up about being related and finding a family? Maverick sighed, but then continued to try keeping a positive and upbeat attitude.
"So, what do you usually do for fun?" asked Maverick curiously.
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