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 Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 6:16 pm
Talencia jumped when she heard the scrabbling and then crash into one of the nearby trees. Hearing Ceylona snort at something, she scrambled to her feet and hurried over, with Eloran and Delphia trailing her curiously. They of course knew it was the human who had been climbing above them, but Tal didn't know this. She feared something might be hunting the wild red mare and wanted to try and protect her.
Thus she was astonished to discover another woman, dangling dangerously upsidedown, staring eye to eye with Ceylona. For a moment all she could do was stare, but Eloran's snort at her shoulder brought her back to herself. "Oh my, are you alright? Here, let me see if we can get you down and save your clothing from any mishaps!" With that she began to scramble into the tree.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 7:33 pm
Ceylona shook her head in bewilderment as the other human began to climb into the tree with the first. Thats what Im talking about! She snorted. Silly beings. With a wriggle she backed away from the tree out of fear that the two would bring her in on their misadventures. It was murphy's law, whatever that meant.
Wolfie reached out with a gentle hand to the mare who had been playing the snorting game with her. With a sudden recoil, she retrieved it as the tree waivered into existance again. For that slow moment, she had forgotten where she was. "Oh, yes. Yes." She responded to the other, meaning only that help would be nice. "Oh! No... No..." Oh dear, what was she saying? Things were just so strange. Wolfie was frazzled indeed. "Im fine."
Ceylona nickered at that statement.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 6:14 pm
A cream and white colored mare stood off to the side of the cliffs, quiety watching those who 'did not belong.' It was strange how they just showed up suddenly, alerting all of the forest creatures of their presence.
The silver-haired land walker had been here for many moons and had been an accustomed sight. She had gathered roots and stream water, carefully regarded the lizzards and the bugs, and mostly just left everything along. But these... these were different.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 7:21 am
Wolfie struggled to get herself upright again. A shimmy, a sway, a grunt... She swung heavily from the branch hoping it did not collapse under her weight. The tree looked much younger than the surrounding ones and that could mean only one of two things. It either hadnt weathered many of the battering winters or it was a strong wee thing and was there as a statement of nature. Truthfully, Wolfie feared the formost.
A low, almost in-audible hiss began above her at her knees. It came in short bursts and would have gone un-noticed if it wasnt for her keen sense of hearing, especially in dark places. At first Wolfie assumed it was the tree gasping in contest to her efforts to right herself, but then it became blatently evident her leggings were coming undone at the seams. She grappled for the nearest limb, and just in time.
Sinew snapped rappidly out of the sideslit of her leggings, tangling in the branch and freeing her from its grasp in one swift action. Temporarily airborn again, caught almost completely off guard, Wolfie yelped. The branch she had so chosen to call her savior whipped downward with her weight and she slid, hands grinding over pickley needles and grating stubs of twiglings.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 8:47 pm
Ceylona could only stare with anticipation, waiting to see what this faulty human would do next. Faulty. That was her exact thought. Humans were not the most graceful of beings, the most intelligent or the most handsome of all creatures. She wondered what it was with other soquili and the fascination with these beings. They lacked anything of importance.
Wolfie slid from the branch, taking with her a handful of those needles, her fists clenched around them in tufts. Her leggings were a mess, flapping in the air the last 8 feet or so to the ground. With a crash, suddenly she on solid ground. Her elbow struck the hard clay beneath the tree and she lolled on her side in disarray. Much of her that had not been scuffed by the first fall, bestowed a bit of additional infliction from the later of the two.
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