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 Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:30 pm
Lovey’s face was a mirror of horror and shock as her middle-child spoke of that. Flossy definitely had quirks that a lot of other Soquili didn’t have, but that didn’t mean there was anything wrong with her! Since Flossy didn’t finish her tale of today, this was bound to go on for a lot longer. If only Lovey had paused to get the rest out of her girl. “That’s rubbish! You are beautiful and have one of the sweetest personalities I’ve ever had the honor to know. You’ll hear the same from all of the herd members and Islagiatt.” One delicate purple hoof stomped into the sand to try to make her point that much clearer before Lovey nudged Flossy to get into the water with her. Whatever it was, Biscuit had taught his daughters a certain communion with water and anytime they needed anything Lovey usually would drag off to a pond, lake, or stream to have the talk in question.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:31 pm
Perhaps if her mother hadn’t been the one telling her those nice things and a friend instead she would feel a bit better about everything, but as-is she didn’t really believe what was being said. “I.. I don’t think that’s right.” Finally, Flossy waded into the water and an involuntary sigh escaped her mouth as it began to feel rather nice and the mud began to swirl in the water along with her curls that dangled in the water and spread out like a bit of a fan. Not nearly as much as Honey or Fudge, but she did her daddy’s curly hair justice! A slight smile came to her face at the thought of Biscuit and she managed to choke out, “You- You’re my ma-mamma, y-you HAVE to say THAAAAT!” That last three words came out as dramatic wails, startling a few ducks nearby that quacked their irritation.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:32 pm
Lovey blinked with a bit of confusion and looked at Flossy, “Dearling.. What precisely happened today?’ Before Floss had left their teepee she had been happy and joking around with Aely, their two-legger, she had even tugged on Harij’s braids (a dangerous thing when the quiet stallion was asleep) and pranced her way outside. Now, just about 10 hours later they were wading in a pool while her daughter cried with enough gusto to piss off the ducks.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:33 pm
Her wails just about turned to hiccups when her mother asked her to explain what had happened today. “I.. I met someone.. And he.. He didn’t like meee!”
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:34 pm
The sobs returned again and Lovey felt more than a little bit bamboozled. What do you do? Was this a birds’n’the bees talk-time.. Or a simply not everybody likes everybody else? Oh lord.. She would give a month of bathing to know the stallions name, “What was his name dearling?”
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 4:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 8:28 pm
Lloyd's ears perked to the sound of tears, and he walked in. He had perhaps wandered about, but he grinned and ruffled his hair. Was it stupid enough to waltz in and act like nothing bad happened? He would feel even worse not trying to make her laugh. Moving in towards the area, he tried to hide his bashfulness in brushing his nose at the grass picking up a bright yellow flower. It beamed of golden rejoice in his opinion. He lifted it up and moved towards her. He placed the flower down, "May your two legger wrap these in your hair one night for you to challenge the sun with your beauty, damsel. Do not distress if the moon rises or falls. It comes back always. May the moon be my challenger for how I would follow you."
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 8:31 pm
Lovey's eyes widened when she turned and saw the alicorn stallion coming towards her and her daughter in the pond's cool water. She began to quietly (as was possible) slosh her way to the shoreline and up out of the water. Flossy wasn't man-smart at all but her baby should learn sometime what was wrong. Lordie, the realization that she probably was just confused about liking another Soq, a man soq, had started this made Lovey almost feel like a failure as a mother. She hadn't taught her daughter enough to flirt properly? No, Flossy was too innocent for that.
She stood where the trees began for just a moment and whispers softly, "Hurt her.. and I break you.." and then she was gone.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 8:36 pm
Flossy's ears pricked back and forth curiously as she stood in a couple of feet of water. This was certainly a strange turn of events. Her mamma had just run out of the water like a gypsy in the night. CandiFloss' bright green eyes were swimming with tears as she turned to gaze up at what seemed to be her knight in shining armor. In all honesty, the only thing that Flossy knew about him was his name and he didn't know hers she didn't think. The flower.. the near-poetry... Instead of filling her eyes with tears, Flossy looked rather bewildered. Didn't you say mean things to those that you hated and why was he sounding so nice.. ... Her heart felt all funny too, like it was doing some sort of samba without her permission. Finally, the ever talkative Flossy managed to find her voice and she spoke softly and with a waivering note, "Are.. are you speaking to me... kinds sir?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 8:50 pm
"I would have spoken to my reflection if it could ever forgive me for leaving your shadow. It won't accept me with out yours, though." He replied. The pale moon on the water reflected both their paleness. His kind eyes would stare in return. He lowered his head to stare at his with the golden eyes that matched the flower he dropped. With that though he would walk into the water- practically diving towards where the moon had marked Flossy. Both his clothes and platinum hair drenched with the water, he only moved closer. Just to get a closer glimpse. Staring as if he was studying her emotions. "Why do you appear so burned yet you are in these cooling waters?" He questioned her, almost like he expected her to have a reasonable explanation for how she seemed to be so sad.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 8:57 pm
Flossy continued to stare at him as if she wasn't quite hearing what was coming out of his mouth properly. Maybe her mind was playing tricks and making her think he really didn't dislike her. Or maybe it was the flutterings in her heart that refused to make a lick of sense now or ever. "Appear so burned?" How did she expalin to the one that had made you sad that you were upset? Her smile began to grow just a little bit although not a single laugh had escaped the usually ever-giggling mare. Her eyes had a haunted look that always stayed but usually were hidden by some sort of sparkle, "You are.. kind.. but I have not figured out what I have done to make you think I deserve someone's kindness. Why is it?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 9:40 pm
She questioned him as if he were suspicious he thought- but it would easily be melted away with a light chuckle. He sighed- maybe she was young- maybe naive, but what was natural was natural. Lloyd's yellow eyes peered into hers as if there was nothing else that existed. "If emotions were for a price upon trade then this is nothing but escorting, for it seems both ours pour like a tropical rain. Though I wish yours did not bead down your cheeks as they do." Impatiently though he couldn't stay in one spot for long. Her moved to stride towards her side and walked forward. Lifting his head he beckoned for her to walk with him. "I can't dry your tears when we are both quarters deep in their cousins." Walking forward her meant for them both to get out of the water. With one glance he smiled towards her. He didn't ask her name for he felt he needed to earn it. Though her glow against the ripples was even more valuable. Turning away from her- he wouldn't unless she was beside him. "As your grace matches the starts that glimmer with you- let's leave a pool of tears behind, shan't we?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:34 am
Her eyes narrowed just slightly and as much as the mare wanted to not be suspicious it was definitely a tricky task. Nobody ever spoke to her so kindly, usually she was some sort of nuisance or just plain bother when it came to being around certain friends or family member. “Yo-Your words are kind, but I can’t help but wonder where they are coming from.” Letting him know that part of her was definitely afraid of this all being some sort of trick seemed to be proving a bit helpful. Flossy wanted to leap up to him and nuzzle or whatever it was that adults did to signal affection. It probably didn’t work the same way as when her mamma or daddy have her a token of their affection, ‘cuz that would be a total “Ew.” The vivid green eyes that had been swimming in tears for quite awhile now finally decided to dry themselves up and she sniffled just one more time before taking a hesitant step at his side. Flossy was in no way a small stallion but beside him she felt just about dwarfed. “I.. I saw you earlier…” They hadn’t really held much of a conversation.. More of a “Hello” … “Goodbye” thing, but she had been upset by the feelings and that. “Pool of tears?” A soft giggle escaped her and she tossed her curls about, it seemed almost like that little giggle had started to revive all of her, including the curled mane.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 8:47 am
Lloyd had really tried to skim her words- for the fact that discomfort was not of his interest. What could mend her was everything he wished to know. For when they stood out of the water, he took a calm moment to smirk. "Your mother went that way- so we'll go this other way... Maybe she needs her privacy.~" The last bit lead to a chuckle though he doubt it was true. It was just a factor that Flossy didn't need her mother's help for everything you never found in two-legger stories. Oh they were in stories but the stories always seemed tragic. A story wasn't what this was- but something to live. Pages written and unfinished. Testing the scent of a dangling vine- the scent almost seemed starch and bitter, which in his case usually only meant sweeter scents hid inside. "I think this path is suitable." He grinned, "Or would you think a stroll in the woods would mask over your graces? I wouldn't worry too much. We both know they're there. I could name many things about you that stallion would love. Your eyes, your ears, your hair, your smile. I guess I'm the creepy one. Your laughter to me is like the dazzles that ripple within the night with the koi fish. The fish have no particular reasons for why they dance around them so well. My guess is they can't help but enjoy it." He did however notice she was seeming lithe for a mare. Biting his tongue he was thankful among the trees they were walking in pears and apples were held out by branches of a dozen. He wasn't much hungry himself, but maybe such sweet things could warm her heart a little.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:58 pm
Flossy blinked with wide-eyed wonder up at Lloyd for several moments before realizing that this wasn’t her imagination going into it’s usual hyper active overdrive. This stallion really liked her for some odd reason. Her herd mate and adopted older sister, Ignacia, in her mind was twice as beautiful and yet the flaming mare had never had a beau as far as she was able to tell. Strange the way the world sometimes decided to revolve. The creamy-blonde curls of her mane bounced a bit at his reckoning to go the other way, and while Flossy was indeed a very innocent mare and rather confused on the ways of love… She was capable of realizing they were very obviously just avoiding going after her mamma. What was it that Lloyd had in mind for them that would require being alone? That was something that she’d have to learn too. Did he mind her questioning him? Oh dear, it was rude not to focus on whoever was speaking to you. “Perhaps.” Didn’t seem likely though, Lovey was the sort to entertain company even if they weren’t from the same “ilk” as her and her family. Whatever that meant. “A walk.. Through the woods would be …” a soft giggle and a ghost of a smile, “nice.” The wind was cool tonight and part of her wanted to tuck closer to the stallion and to just gaze up at him. Shyly, and with a tongue that was rather tied up Flossy tried to express back to him what she felt, “You.. Confuse me in a way I haven’t felt.. But at the same time I feel warmth.” He had a way with words that she definitely didn’t. Flossy would break back down into tears if Lloyd laughed at her bumbling attempt at what perhaps could be love.
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