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 Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 6:07 pm
 Lounging underneath a tree, Zalifur snored loudly as he slept soundly. After speaking with that Kalona Gwee, he was absolutely exhausted even though he uttered very few words. He wasn't exactly a social soquili, and enjoyed sleeping more then talking. It was rare to find him actually awake and moving around since he spent more then half of his day sleeping. Of course, that probalby wasn't very healthy.
Yawning, he opened an eyelid and looked around at the forest surrounding him. He loved the quiet of nature, if he had a best friend, it was probably nature, since nature never talked back or tried to become friends with him. He felt... unusually content.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 3:00 pm
 Calamity stalked through the forest, deep in thought. The arrival of the newest Kalona mare had set the gears of his mind turning once more, and he pondered the future of his kind.
Only half-heartedly watching the hazardous forest floor, he stumbled into a divot. His momentum and balance thrown temporarily, Calamity's side slammed into a nearby tree trunk as he righted himself. He caught a glimpse of a splash of flowing black hair around the tree, finally realized that there was another soquili close at hand. In hindsight, he'd absently noticed the snoring sound, but had ignored it just as he had ingored the gaping hold in the ground that had sapped a bit of his dignity moments earlier.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 4:01 pm
All of a sudden, the tree that he was lying under began to shake. What the hell? That was a new way to get him to wake up. Shake the tree he was under, yea right, like he would get up for anything. Zalifur closed his eye and gave an audible sigh. These other soquili were too odd, too persistant. He didn't like it at all. Hopefully this one wouldn't see him, but the chances of not seeing a white soquili with extraordinarily long black hair would be... very slim... How unfortunate for him...
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 12:07 pm
Calamity decided it was markedly more perplexing to have the strange soquili not react at all. He stepped around the trees to behold the pale horse, wondering curiously (if not a bit hopefully) that the creature was near death. Alas, he wasn't. Though the listless look Cal had seen briefly in the stallion's eyes made him hope for a poisoning, or other such slow-coming end.
But, he decided firmly, snapping himself from his reverie, there's no need to get ahead of ourselves. He leaned down and considered the strange looking stallion for a few moments. Something about the creature seemed too calm, too collectged. Calamity assumed it was arrogance, and his lip curled slightly as he opened his mouth to speak. "Just who the hell are you, anyway?"
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