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 Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 7:44 am
“Nope.. Biscuit’s not really my mate or anything like that. We’ll just remain friends because of the fact that I am going to be having babies.” Her sides felt like they were constantly expanding to make room for thel ittle ones inside of her. Which probably wasn’t ture it just felt like it because of the discomfort. “Biscuit’s a rake to put it quite honestly. He has a love for mares and .. Well obviously I’m a mare too.” She didn’t take it with a sour heart or anything like that. Just that that was who the father of her children was, but he’d also be there to play and love on them. “Oh.. If I knew where my hair came from I’d probably just return it to them!” It was such a mess to carry around after all.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:10 pm
So she doesn't like long hair, Entei thought. It did make sense to him, all that work and care she must go through though glancing back at his own tail. "So Biscuit isn't your mate...but a close friend" he understood her when she mentioned his love for mares. He held back a laugh, every stallion loved mares, he had yet to meet one that didn't. "Well as long as he takes good care and bonds with your children" at least he isn't the type to just leave a pregnant mare on her own, that thought made him smile. He nodded "It is nice that he is commited" he would have to meet this Biscuit. "So he likes mares... does he look like a Biscuit or have the coloring of one?" He paused "...or did he earn his name through his temper?" He allowed the curiousity to show in his voice, as he gently shifted his weight.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 7:04 am
Lovey grinned easily up at the stallion. The conversation was silly to say the least, but that was alright for her. “You got it, just a friend.” Then she paused with one ear pricked forward keenly and the other back hesitantly as he figured out just how the relationship between Biscuit and the children was supposed to work. “Yes.. I think that’s what has been planned. He’s a member of the ISLAGIATTI herd and most likely the children and I will venture over there at least part of the time.” The question of Biscuit’s coloring or if he was named for his temperament nearly made Lovey burst into giggles then and there, “Oh no.. I believe it’s because of his brown coat with lighter brown markings… Otherwise his temperament would have to be oh say.. “flaky” right?” Lovey shifted when the stallion chose to just because the little ones inside of her weren’t in the mood to stand still. If she could shush them or give them the “mother’s look” right now would be the perfect time to do so.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:12 am
He listened to her describe Biscuits coloring, he would have to try and meet him some day. He had a good laugh at her comment about his temperament being flaky. "A member of the ISLAGIATTI herd?" that was mouthful, he thought as he repeated the name. He nodded, he wondered how many herds were in this area. He swished his tail, and lowered his head briefly and skook his mane.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 7:24 pm
Lovey smiled easily when the stallion didn't seem to mind too much the description that she gave of the stallion. This guy himself didn't seem like too bad of a friend to have either. "Yes.. it's a bit difficult to say but it's basically a bunch of us living on the same lands. I mean we have different two-leggers but we've been brought together by different things. You know?" He grinned again and settled back again. Her body was showing just simple relaxation.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 7:04 am
He enjoyed her company. "Yes, I believe I understand what you mean" he agreed. "Would you mind if I ask you how you guys met, if you don't want to tell me, it's fine" he asked allowing curiosity to show. Different things, he wondered for a bit. Then he focused his attention back to her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 9:41 am
Lovey simply grinned at the stallion for a moment before figuring out what to say to his question, “How many I have met? Well.. I don’t really remember all the Soquilis I met, just the ones I make friends with.. So with friends that are guys I have… oh maybe four?” Was he talking about how many stallions she had been err.. Intimate with? Well that would be interesting to answer, eh? “How many girls have you met?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 9:41 pm
He wondered if her had met one of the guys that she knew "Do you happen to know a stallion named..." he paused as he tried to remember the name "...Vodka?" He felt a bit like a fool with his answer to the the next question "Your the second mare that I have met..." he must have seemed odd. He decided to add "I'm still new to this area" hoping that this would stop her from thinking he was a hermit.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 4:34 pm
“Vodka?” Lovey made her mind search thoroughly, sometimes she did forget things that shouldn’t be forgotten. No.. she was positive on this one… “No.. I have not met a stallion of that name.” Too bad, sounds like an interesting person to meet. “Well.. If I really think about it I am new to this area too. I don’t have much of a past. You’ll meet new people slowly but surely I swear.” Well.. So long as the stallion made an effort to go out and meet others. Staying in a hiding-hole often made life a lot more of a pain in the rump.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 9:51 pm
Oh well, he thought to himself. He felt more relaxed knowing that she too was reatively new. He grinned as she explained meeting new people "I hope to meet lot's of others, even all the other types." He hoped he would accomplish that task, he was quite curious about other types. "Here I am babbling on when your probably still hungry" he shifted his position and nudged at a random berry branch.
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