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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 9:01 pm
(Sorry for the random title... I couldn't think of anything relevant!)
The day had started out so beautiful, a gentle breeze blowing over the lands, the blazing sun hidden behind a thin layer of clouds. But now rain poured from the sky, which was cloaked in thick smogs of rainclouds. The ground was already muddy, and while most creatures would frown at a waste of such a nice day, one mare was living it up.
Nova stamped her hooves in the mud, bits of it flying up around her. What great fun it was, 'dancing' in the rain and making a mess of herself. Though her short fur was blue, it was mottled with the brown of mud, and the more she frolicked, the dirtier her fur became. But, she had reasoned with herself, was it really that big of a deal? After all, she could always go for a swim when she was done.
Flicking her tail, she pranced through the muddy field, her head held high as the rain rinsed some of the dirt off her fur.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 9:10 pm
 With the rainy weather that had seemed to instantly appear today, Yiska had spent most of his time with his mother in the families forest home. There it was more dry than out in the open. But once the rain let up, he soon set off to do a bit of wandering for the day. Just to get away from his siblings for a while, but he knew eventually one of them would track him down. No time like the presant to explore while they're preoccupied, eh?
Coming upon a muddy field near the edge of the trees, he gazed out with his light blue eyes. The rain seemed to have thoroughly soaked the ground and made the dirt sticky. Mud. What fun. Yiska wasn't the type who particularily liked getting dirty. Even if he was a rough and tumble kind of male with his own brother, he tended to like the clean look better than anything else.
Without prior knowledge that the field was occupied, he took a few careful steps out into the open. Mud and water seeped up from his steps, surrounding his dark hooves. It startled him for a second as he shook each leg carefully but eventually it seemed he would have to deal with it. So a few more steps and he was furthur out. The squishy feeling of the wet earth beneath him was quite strange. But not long after, he had stopped in a soggy area that had some sweet grasses growing. Bending his head down, he nipped lightly at the green shoots.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 2:42 am
The mare was still trotting genially, her tail flicking. Most of the mud had washed off by then and so she decided it was high time to start playing again. She was easily distracted, though, and as soon as she noticed a form standing at the other end of the field, she perked her ears. Mud was forgotten for the moment as she walked towards him, snorting to alert the stallion of her presence.
"Hey there," she said, cocking her head to the side. What kind of soquili would rather eat than play? He was already strange in her mind.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 1:54 am
Yiska had been content and unwary in his current state of subtle grazing. Though with the sudden alert of someone else nearby, his ears perked forward and his head raised quickly.
Coming towards him was a strange, blue looking mare. Blue? He'd never seen a blue Soquili before. Most have been more in natural colors. Though, green wasn't all that much of a 'natural' color either. His ears flicked back for a second as she started to draw near. That sudden need to flee made the muscles in his back legs tense, but he swallowed a large lump in his throat and stood still.
The young stallion was quite strange, in the fact that for some reason, mare's just made him feel awkward. His mother and sister had no such effect, just...other mares. Letting a curly forelock fall over his eyes a bit, he lowered his head down to where his chin nearly touched his chest. "Hey..." His response rumbled deep and soft within his chest. Now, his back legs nearly ached and his whole body seemed to seize up.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 10:20 pm
Weird and shy, apparently. Which, in Nova's mind, made him even more strange. "I've never understood you shy folks," she said, tilting her head. "What's the fun if you don't... well... talk? And, like, why aren't you playing? It's such a great day to mess around in the mud. Get your hooves dirty!" The mare spoke a mile a minute, green eyes bright. At times it became hard to understand her, she was speaking so quickly.
"I'm Nova," she said, grinning. "You are...?"
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 2:03 pm
"Not many do." Giving a small sigh, he swallowed hard a few times before lifting his head a bit. "I talk. It just depends on the...situation I guess." Blowing a puff of breath upwards, he flicked aside the piece of mane that was covering his light green eyes. Looking down at the mud, he raised an eyebrow. "Getting dirty in the mud has never fascinated me, really." How could anyone really wan't to roll around and play in wet dirt confused him. It was so, dirty.
"Yiska." He replied, bowing his head a bit. It was only polite anyway as his father has told him.
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