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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 1:34 pm
Chuckling softly Caelen considered his words, something that was becoming more and move comfortable to him. He was having to be careful what he said to mares.. Practice made perfect, "I've met several that are pieces of work and then several that I would love ter spend the rest of me life with. Ah-ha, but not in the way that some think o' me."
"Twitterpated, eh?" Winking softly and watching the same pair of birds that the shy pony had her eyes on. "Aye, all of that fluff and such does seem ter be in the air does it not?" Was the little pony pushing herself out of her comforto zone just for the ability to find another to be twitterpated with?
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:25 pm
The mare chuckled softly. "What? Don't tell me some take you to be a playboy." She said with a smile as she continued to watch the birds fly about.
"For some it certainly does." She agreed. To tell the truth the mare didn't even know why she was shoving herself out of her safe little cocoon. She liked her two-legger well enough and her pushing and shoving had grown tiresome. So, she gave in and tried to be sociable. The notion of a mate had never crossed her mind, well in an Oh-My-God-Look-At-Me way. She didn't think she was mate material and thus sought platonic companionship. It was the least dangerous of encounters after all.
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