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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 7:27 am
Shifting slightly and grumpily, he popped open one eye, looking blearily at her, "so can.......silly snail.....". When the voice came however, his ears twitched at the familiarity.
The raccoon took a couple more sniffs and moved closer into the lighted area. He had caught sight of a large mound infront of the lake and wasn't sure what it was, but he could catch Fenrir's scent. Imagine to his surprise when he found his old time friend cuddling next to a mare. He stared.
Ysril shook himself and pattered near to Zhenga, curling up just under her head on the other side. "Well well well," he said cheerily.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 7:31 am
"You sure? I can go find a snail if you want to try?" Her ears twitched more as the small foot falls came closer. Then a ball of fur curled itself near her head. "Well well well what?" She grinned eying the smaller raccoon. "Well well well that FenFren got tired out from running? Or well well well you wouldn't have expected him to get so tired so easily?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 8:31 am
"Well well.....I wouldn't have expected a mare to have tamed him so quickly, my lady mare. Fenfen is hard headed, he spends his days running and would probably be as much a kid as his foals if he ever could stay in one place to have any....but he's a good boy and deserve someone soft to cuddle with at the end of the day." Y'sril beamed back at Zhenga, "and he doesn't get tired just for -anybody-"
The stallion eyed his furry friend, "ain't no snails here anyway" he sniffed slightly, contemplating whether to n** at his raccoon or other wise. He felt too tired anyway and to resignd to such a position he didn't want to move. So he nibbled on Zhenga instead.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 8:43 am
She gave a slight shrug at the raccoons comment. "I suppose it just takes a bit of running him down." As Fenrir nipped at her, she jumped lightly. Not having expected it at that moment. "First slobber now biting. What am I a chew toy?" Zhenga raised an eyebrow at him before shaking her head lightly. Her black and pink braids whipping along her neck before they settled down again.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 8:51 am
He pouted in reply, shaking his head and playing the hurt stallion, "I thought you liked it. Why don't mares ever make up their minds?" His green eyes followed the shaking of her braids and he contemplated for abit to chew on one, but decided she'd probably yowl at him. Y'sril giggled, still curled beneath Zhenga. It amused him greatly to see the bold stallion he knew almost like a child.
Fenrir blew gently at the spotted mare, then nudged against her cheek.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:06 am
"Because us mares like to keep you stallions on your toes and drive you crazy, that's why." She grinned as she teased him a bit. It was nice to have someone around that she could joke with. Her eyes closed half way as he nudged against her cheek. Grabbing a small mouthful of his mane, she gave it a light tug before letting it go and watching it fall back into place.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:16 pm
He smiled......the first proper smile he has ever shown a mare. "Does my mane taste nice?" he teased back, giving her a small nibble. He laid his head against her neck, breathing in deeply. This didn't feel half bad, he thought, halfway between sleep and wake.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 3:46 am
"It tastes like soggy hair." Zhenga chuckled and shook her head. "If it tasted nice you'd probably be bald by now I would suppose." The end of her tail curled upwards then flopped back down against the ground a few times. Much like a cat would. She nipped at his ear lightly as he nibbled on her again. "I must taste pretty good if you keep nibbling on me."
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 4:44 am
"yes...yes you do" he murmurred back, ears flicking near her cheeks.
"so.." Fenrir leaned onto his other side, turning his head to look at her with his dark green eyes. He was unsure as to what he should be doing now. He vaguely remembered his father talking about certain mating rituals a long time ago but he was too busy chasing after a butterfly to listen properly. And he wondered whether they have reached some sort of agreement. She seemed comfortable enough....he was comfortable enough........those green eyes continued to gaze at her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 4:54 am
She shook her head and sighed lightly. This was quite interesting to say the least, really. Zhenga watched as he moved over to his other side with a curious look on her face. "So...?" It seemed like he had something else to say, but didn't say anything at all. Her tail kept curling then uncurling against the ground.
By now she was pretty much dry. The heat from the ground and from Fenrir leaning on her had rid her of most of the water her fur and feathers had taken on. Thank god. She was tired of her wings being weighed down by the weight.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:04 am
Fenrir snorted at her. Darn irritating mares leaving everything hanging. He grumbled lightly, eyes following from her tail to the tips of her braided mane.
"Are you going to follow me or what?" he finally asked, sighing slightly.
Y'sril perked his ears, doing all he can to stay quiet.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:09 am
"What do you mean by follow you? Are you going somewhere right this instant?" Zhenga tilted her head slightly. A few braids hanging down away from her neck as she did so. What did he mean by it?
She had followed other's places. But that was normally when they wanted to show her something that she had no clue where to find it. Her eyes traveled down to the little raccoon who seemed to be listening to their conversation. Zhenga wondered if the little creature knew what Fenrir was talking about. Was it some kind of riddle?
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:18 am
He dropped his head in despair. Dad never said it was -this hard- darn him. She has no clue what I'm talking about!
-HE- have no clue what he was talking about. Fenrir wondered if he should somewhat clarify it, while his raccoon buddy was doing all he can to stifle his laughter.
Oh what the heck...."If you wanna uh....be my uh...ma....ma.........maaa......"
the word stuck in his throat and he gave a hoarse cough.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:27 am
She raised an eyebrow quickly as he couldn't get the last word of his sentence out. But she could pretty much figure out what he was trying to ask her. To save him from having to sit there and try to spit it out, she smiled lightly and leaned over nudging his cheek with her black nose. "I would love to have a mate. And I'm sure you'd make a good one FenFen. But we don't know that much about each other really. If you're sure it's what you want then I have no qualms about it. But I only ask that perhaps we get to know one another a bit more before any official descision on it is made on that subject. It's not a definate yes, but it's also not a definate no." She licked his cheek lightly as she waited. The mare didn't want to hurt him, but she wasn't sure if it was a bit early in their relationship to be thinking about those kinds of things.
Zhenga wasn't sure how he would take that kind of responce to his question. It had been hard enough for him it seemed to have gathered up the courage to ask her in the first place. But was it too much to ask that they wait a bit, see if they would be good together and then make a descision based on that?
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 5:31 am
He listened and he thought. And Fenrir laid down his head with a big smile. That was easier ....much easier. And he was pleased as she didn't exactly object....well....to the word mate anyway. Oh yes...that was the word, mate. Fenrir yawned, must be near daylight now wouldn't it. It was hard to see in the caverns. Tilting his head to her, Fenrir snorted again, "how bout we go find some food in the forests?"
Y'sril smiled. His boy was growing up...that he is.
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