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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 8:16 pm
"Just because it's a saying doesn't mean it applies to everyone, dear Kat." She returned smugly, calming down from her little fit over what the filly had called her. "And six. Three, soon, however, once my little darlings take care of the other... unwanted ones."
One speckled wing drew down to gently caress the top of her colt's head. He would be one of the ones to take care of all those other nasty children Dia had been forced to birth. And, with any luck, he could take care of this smartass little child in front of her as well!
"And yes, dear, they're all to the same stallion. And, might I add, very... unholiday-colored, like yours? Pink and green.. what a combination!"
Havoc shook his head, attempting to brush away the bat-like wing that had found itself rubbing the top of his head. He didn't understand why his mother was treating him like this, when she typically never did. Was it just for show for this mare and her daughter? Surely not!
Feeling rambunctious, he lowered down to peer underneath the other mare, in hopes of seeing the interesting looking Duchess who had managed to make herself disappear.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 9:48 am
"Dia, darling, I don't know any holiday that has pink and green as its colors... And, unless your eyes are failing you in your old age (I understand being a mother ages you... And six children? My, my...), I see no 'combination' in my daughter... Just her father's coloration with my beauty, naturally."
She was starting to wonder if parents always talked this much to one another. Mother and Father talked often... But they didn't seem to ramble the way Mother and Windbag were.
Huffing softly she peeked down, seeing a pair of eyes belonging to the colt. She grinned before shifting slightly away from her mother, heading to hop to the other side of the stream.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:50 pm
"Well she looks like some little fungus has attached itself onto her," the older mare snorted, her gaze meeting with that of the other mare's. "And pink is just another shade of red, don't play the dumb nag, Katarina, it does nothing for your looks, let me assure you."
Havoc watched as the older girl moved around, and when she fled off, he glanced up at his mother. She seemed too involved with the conversation she was having with Duchess's mother, so without another word, he smirked and toddled off towards the stream to follow the curious green and white filly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:29 pm
"Which is still far better than the sunken eyes of your young." She snorted, giving her head toss and holding it high. "It would take a dumb nag to recognize one, Dia... So think for a moment what you are calling yourself before you try to bring me to your level."
She leaned down, gazing at her reflection for a moment before looking up to the colt. "Mother talks alot... Is your mother always like that?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 7:09 pm
"You couldn't achieve my level if you had wings." she sneered back, glaring. Why the hell she didn't just up and devour the mare, she didn't know. And probably wouldn't. She hadn't in the past, and it was something that always ended up stumping her, after each of their conversations.
He watched her stare at herself, and when she looked up, he slowly nodded his head. "She likes to talk to herself, alot. And boss us around. But that's okay, she's my Momma!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 10:40 am
"Yes, I suppose you're right... I would need odd little horns and a disagreeable snarl if I was to achieve your level." She smiled brightly, giving her head a light toss. "Now, Dia-darling, why don't you cease your growling for a moment and tell me all about your next generation of little monsters."
"Father says it's not nice to be bossy. He says being bossy gets you in trouble." She nodded slowly. "Why do you have funny things on your shoulders? What do they do? Do they do anything at all?"
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