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Speed - 50
Dexterity - 50
Intelligence - 50
Charisma - 50

Rolling with: Cha
Points: 5

Word count: 279

Indira was beginning to feel a little befuddled by this entire experience. This doe was fast, this doe was smart, and she was putting Indira to shame! Maybe this was Grandfather Tree's way of telling her this sort of frivolity just wasn't meant for her. But still, she had come this far, and it felt wrong to quit now. And the doe was just so lovely to look upon ... Perhaps time to allow herself a little more fun. Surely the game this doe was playing was starting to draw to a close ...

The came the doe's request. A dance. A prickly feeling crept over Indira. Could she possibly exhibit the charm and grace needed to pull this off? She more used to traipsing through the Barrens than dancing. But, this was a time of celebration, and she supposed it couldn't hurt to try. She was usually quite light on her feet. She dipped her head politely to the lithe doe, and began.

Indira pranced lightly from hoof to hoof, swaying her tail to music on she could hear. She began to speed up, moving in a more complex pattern. Her heart seemed a little freer as she frolicked. It was like she was dancing to celebrate the expansion of Homewood, the healing of Vykeli, to good work done by many hooves. In jubilation, she jumped high into the hair, kicking out her hind legs. She landed with surprising grace, and turned to address the doe. "I don't know if that dance has a name, but you can join me and we can celebrate the expansion together!" The comment felt a little coy to Indira, but it didn't feel wrong.

Speed - 38
Dexterity - 37
Intelligence - 37
Charisma - 37

Rolling with: Charisma
Points: 7

Word count:600

With a big sign Dryxel shook his head at his luck so far. He was just not having any luck at all with this. He had no game and it was starting to look sad and desperate. He was starting to wonder if he even had it in him to woo a doe. "Ha Tempest liked you. She even had your foals so you must have some game dude." His muse scolded him will giving him the stink eye. This was true but this doe was totally different and proving to be much more difficult in wooing. Or maybe was just old and lost his game after being with Tempest. Either way he was sucking it up big time.

"What the heck am I going to do?" he huffed as he watched two more noul that where able to catch her attention. He just really had no idea what would work for this doe. Sitting down in the middle of the clearing he took five or six deep breaths in and out. "What am I getting all worked up over this." He scolded himself and his muse nodded in agreement. He needed to calm down and think of something that would be to this does liking. His frustration was clouding his mind and making it much harder to come up with something cleaver. Not to mention that it totally was not like him at all.

Hearing the doe say they were going to be going through a maze, Dryxel got a little excited by the idea. He was a scout and knowing direction and finding his way was his duty. An idea springs to mind as he sits and watches yet another noul grab her attention but he is not sure if her can pull it off. He would have to beat her through the maze though.

Taking off at a dead run he zoomed past the rest finding his way with ease, almost like he had been through this maze before but he had not. Zigging this way and that he stopped at the end of the maze heaving breaths in and out. He did not have much time for that though. He had to find just the right thing to execute his plan. But he need a few minutes which she did not really have.

"Yes that is just it." He said as he find what hie is looking for. Digging around a sad withered plant he carefully pushed a sheet of bark under it and then picked it all up together. Taking it back the excite of the maze he. Then he dug a hole and planted the sad looking plant in the ground. "Perfect." he said as he looked at the sad plant hand how he placed it dead center to the excite. Now when the doe ran out of the maze she would see him using his gift and then she would see an beautiful and amazing tricyrtis hirta bloom before her.

He heard her giggle and knew now was the time. Stilling his mind and closed his eyes, he took a couple of deep breaths in and out. Just as she came out of the maze, his gift left his body in a beautiful spring green mist and descended down to the flower before him. The once sad looking flower came to life and was filled with the most vibrant marron spots on a white back drop. It was one of Dryxel's favorite flowers ever. "Man I hope she likes it." He thought as he opened his eyes and looked to see her face.

Speed - 45
Dexterity - 45
Intelligence - 45
Charisma - 51

Rolling with: Charisma
Points: 6

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Speed - 50
Dexterity - 50
Intelligence - 51
Charisma - 51

Rolling with: Intelligence
Points: 6

Word count: 293

Tsarine grumbled as he scrambled to get out of the maze. This doe was crafty indeed but, he also knew she couldn't stay within this strange turn of decisions either. Once his hooves had felt the exit the golden brown buck grew more confident about himself. It seemed she opted for a dance off this time which he greatly enjoyed in their first meeting. Tossing his head he pranced out of the maze as if it never was a hindrance to begin with. Head held high he sought her out in his own challenge with a flashy display of tail sway. He wasn't much interested in wooing her than showing he was adept when it came to dancing. Each hoof as it settled on the ground in sync with the other that followed. Head swaying he was like a flower moving with a breeze. Knowing he'd caught her attention he waited for this mystery doe to follow his moves.

As she followed he once again swayed his tail leaving an air of grace setting around him. Hooves choreographed along with his movements he sought to draw out her own perfection. Tsarine had never realized he had an interest in dance before. He figured it was probably the doe bringing out that hidden quality in him.

Moving into a circle his head swaying he moved knowing she'd follow.

Stepping forward then back he preformed a waltz with little to no errors keeping him one step before hers. If her desire was being lead in a dance she'd surely appreciate his movements fluid and tamed. Forgetting the others around him he let his rhythm flow through his trained steps simply doing something he truly enjoyed.

Once she was following him he smiled himself, "Your turn..."

Speed - 50
Dexterity - 50
Intelligence - 50
Charisma - 50

Rolling with: Spd
Points: 7

Word count: 206

Indira was feeling rather confident after the dance. Perhaps this really all was just in good fun. A little frolicking never killed anybody. At least for one night. Spirits high, she caught her breath for a moment. Surely another challenge was about to begin. She watched the pretty doe take a breath, and then clearly prepare for the next test.

A race! As though all along they hadn't been racing. Indira wasn't sure that the doe would't try something tricking during the dash, but that was her prerogative. She ran off, and Indira burst into motion. The small head start the doe had would be something Indira would need to over come. Indira wasn't exactly the tallest Noulicorn, so her stride length wasn't compensating for much. She pulled deep breaths through her nose, and out through her mouth, pushing herself as hard as she could. If anything, this race a good bit of conditioning for what really mattered. Finding things to heal in the Barrens. She turned her mind back to the doe, and was surprised to see that she was neck and neck with her! Their strides were matching exactly. Indira didn't try to pull ahead. Perhaps and equal was more impressive than a better?