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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 5:43 pm
 "Dayu... that's new but kinda interesting." The fluttercorn nods before adding, "I like being tiny too... no, that's not right, we're the right size, it's everyone else who are usually too big." He laughed at his own joke. "I was named after a beetle because of what he did, not because of what he looked like." He settled down for a moment and started telling a story in a low sing-song voice.
"Once upon a time when the world was barely new there was no land, just a large expanse of water. The animals had no where to live and just floated around on the back of a great eagle. Dayunsi, the water beetle, volunteered to swim down as far as he could go and see what was under the ocean." Dayunsi paused, thinking about such a great trip that might have been before continuing. "He swam down until he could no longer see anything around him. There were creatures who lived down in the murky depths but they didn't understand him when he tried to ask where he was. It wasn't until a day had passed that he finally found the ocean floor. Gathering the mud he found under his feet, the beetle pulled as much as he could up back to the surface. The journey took even longer for him to get back and Dayunsi was worried that he would not have the strength to reach the end of his journey. Soon though, he started seeing the bright light of the sun peeking through the waves and when he reached the surface the animals cheered. They got the spirits to bless the mud and make it grow. It expended out in all directions and with the spirits help plants and trees began to grow and that is how the earth came into be.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 10:16 pm
She listened avidly to his story, ears perked. This stallion would get along really well with Scherazade. And she opened her mouth up to tell him as much promptly as he concluded. "You need to meet Scher. She tells a lot of stories, all the time, I swear she knows EVERYTHING, and you like to tell stories, but she doesn't sing them like you do, and it still stinks you were named after a beetle, but it's okay, I still like you, so..." She took a deep breath. "Yeah."
Green and gold wings twitched, and Absinthe jumped up, replenished from her rest. "Are you ready to play some more? Or do you need help with something else?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 4:06 pm
Dayunsi chuckled at the sudden barrage of statements and questions. "I would love to meet your Scher, she sounds like she would be an interesting soquili to chat with." The fluttercorn always liked meeting other storytellers and he had journeyed to the Story Circle a few times to trade and share tales. He wondered fleetingly if Scher also went to the Story Circles, maybe he had already met her once. "I don't think it sucks to be named after such an extraordinary character. Dayunsi did quite an important feat which took a lot of courage." Dayunsi smiled and shook his mane out, letting the flowers re-settle into new positions; there had been a leaf that was tickeling his ear. The green flutter's exhuberance livened him up again and the earthy stallion took to the air. "Ok, so what do you want to play this time?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 10:23 pm
She gave a little frown, pondering. "I think it's your turn to pick the game, Dayu!" her voice was cheery, and she grinned. "I picked last time, and you picked the first time, so that means we have to take turns and you have to pick, okay?" The truth was likely that she couldn't decide! There were so many fun games to play, and so little time to play them in! "Did you want to take your plants to your friend? We can go on a trip to take them." she nodded seriously, bounding forward to dance around him in ever-widening circles.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 11:52 pm
“I think that sounds like a perfect idea” Dayunsi trotted over towards where he had stored the bag. There was a lot more than mosses inside it which made the earthly stallion chuckle. Grabbing the rope between his teeth, the fluttercorn swung his bag over his shoulder and attempted to balance it right. The cloth satchel was a little bigger on him than before as he had shifted size since holding it. That made it a little difficult but not enough that he wanted to shift to a larger size. “The glade is over here,” he mumbled around the rope in his mouth. “Catch me if you can!” With a neigh he darted off between the trees, glancing back once to check she was following him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 9:19 pm
She danced off after him, at a comfortable gallop, leaping over mounds of dirt that got in her way. With a sigh, she hifted into her normal size, when she realized that her preferred mini-size was keeping her dropping steadily behind. She4 wasn't of the mind to fly. Not right now, anyways. Now she was looking for something that spent more energy! She stretched out her comparatively long legs until she had caught up to him. "Want a ride, Dayu?" she teased, looking down her nose at him. "Since you're so slow." The last was said with a big wing and a chirping laugh.
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"Dayu... that's new but kinda interesting." The fluttercorn nods before adding, "I like being tiny too... no, that's not right, we're the right size, it's everyone else who are usually too big." He laughed at his own joke. "I was named after a beetle because of what he did, not because of what he looked like." He settled down for a moment and started telling a story in a low sing-song voice.
