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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 7:08 am
Poppins instantly regretted her choice in words... "sorry it used to happen to me alot.... the male foals would invite me play... tell me to hide... and just leave me and play another game... " she frowned then pondered the second problem... " uhm... You hide... and I will try to find you" she chuckled... " shouldn't be too hard ... " she turned to face the tree, " One, Two... "
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 5:23 pm
Dimitri shook his head and sighed, replying jokingly, "Will you stop expecting me to be like other males...? I am quite unique... possible even rather strange..." Chuckling, he turned around as Poppins began to count, and promptly ran into the tree right behind him. "Arg! Blast these trees, always popping up in front of me!", he grumbled before skidding around it and moving along the river.
He quickly spotted a pile of leaves and, hoping to trick Poppins off his trail, he unfastened his cloak with his teeth and stuffed it into the leaves until it just barely stuck out, as though he were hiding, but badly. Moving onwards until he found a small grove of trees. Slipping in between the branches, and taking care not to rip or dirty his white shirt, Dimi lay down on the ground, hoping the shade from the trees would keep the sun from reflecting off his mask.
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 9:13 pm
Poppins Busted out laughing as Dimitri ran into the tree "if you'd take of that REDICUOUSLY huge mask... you wouldn't have a problem... maybe get a mini sun mask?" she chuckled then turned to the tree and started counting "One.... Two.... Three... " she counted up to 10 and turned... finding no trace of Dimitri... "ugh he's so tricky... i should have hid... " she looked around... and found his Large.... strong... hoof prints "oh god Poppins... get a grip... You cannot fall in love with this Stallion." she Followed the trail. "he's brash, and rude, and just so unsutible to you. ... But... he's not really is he " she began to argue with herself...
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