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 Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 8:33 pm
 The sun was low on the horizon. Shades of pink and blue were beginning to sprout in the sky, blooming and blossoming like young flowers in the spring time. Birds were stirring and waking. A soft breeze rolled off the mountain range swaying the tops of the forest tree's.
The leaves and twigs of the forest crunched and cracked under foot falls. A soft layer of rocks sprinkled the ground mixing and mingling with the leaves and twigs. At the lower level beneath the tops of the trees the air was only minimally stirred by the breeze. Omutia was use to the early morning and enjoyed her travels, no longer bound to the message trail. A small shift to her saddle signaled to Omutia that she was no longer alone. She halted in her travel long enough to toss her head to the side to see a chestnut brown Squirrel was seated on her back. She'd decided to call the squirrel Squirrel! Squirrel! Cause it often caught her by surprise. She snorted and then continued on her way. The Day was just beginning and it was young.
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 9:04 am
 Shen stretched his legs as he emerged from the small thicket where he had been sleeping for the night. He took a sniff of the crisp morning air and smiled. Morning was the best time to be out during the summer. Before the sun began to beat down on the earth. He sighed and looked about him. He had absolutely no plans for the day and had no idea what to do.
"Hmmmm," he murmured. "Well, nothing better to do than wander about when you don't know what else to do."
He smiled to himself and set off to head down the mountain. Perhaps he would meet a new friend today.
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 5:21 pm
Omutia walked at a easy pace enjoying the world she'd often not been able to when she'd been back home and a messenger horse. She'd been a mere tool used to ease the travel for an unlucky two-legger. Upon her saddle the squirrel tugged at her mane and made a few squeaking sounds. Omutia snorted at the squirrel in amusement. At her snort it seemed to do a slight hop atop her saddle and scrambled to remain there. "This land is so pretty wouldn't you agree Squirrel Squirrel?" Light of heart and in a rare bright mood Omutia was enjoying the greenery so close to the mountains.
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 2:41 pm
As he reached the foot of the mountain, he stopped and looked around him. He saw nobody in sight, but that didn't bother him much. He had spent many days alone and sometimes preferred it that way. He hummed a tune to himself softly as he walked along a path worn into the ground from heavy use. It was obvious that other Soquili walked along this way on a regular basis, probably even some of his family members.
He got close to the edge of the trees that were at the foot of the mountain and stopped. He wasn't sure he wanted to leave the comfortable shade of the forest. It was summertime and it was hot, and he preferred to be nice and cool. Following the tree line, he set off to explore, perhaps to find a nice cool spring to drink from.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 3:41 pm
"Eeee!" Upon her back Squirrel Squirrel beat against her saddle in an absolute fit. Omutia snorted back at the squirrel once more and edged closer to the shade of the forest. Squirrel Squirrel settled down and picked at the fur lining her saddle just on top of her blue and gold blanket.It was obvious Squirrel Squirrel had not quite agreed with her view of the land. Omutia recognized where she was. It had been once of the first places she'd come across on her exploration of this land. The quiet plains gave way to a small bit of forest just before the land rose to a steep climb that was the mountains. A cool spring wasn't too far away where the land dipped and rain gathered to resupply the water that had once been fed by a river. It was lightly shaded with thin trees that attempted to canopy over it.
Though something caught her eye and that of Squirrel Squirrel's as well because the moment Omutia cocked her head slightly curious about what it was shining in small bit of sun shine Squirrel Squirrel let out an odd sound. "Tuo-tut!" and began to tug at her relatively short mane. Omutia grumbled at the squirrel's tugs but was curious herself about what was shining like gold in the sun. It was ahead of her a little ways but from what she could tell whatever it was was heading in a direction that would bring it closer to her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 2:39 pm
The golden jewels that adorned the stallion tinkled against each other as he trotted along through the forest. It was a good thing he wasn't trying to sneak along somewhere, or else he would have easily been discovered. But as it was, he didn't care if he was discovered. He was just out for a pleasant stroll through the forest on a hot day.
As the sun peeked through the trees above, he sighed a bit and tried to walk around the patches of sunlight to avoid the heat. As he stepped around a particularly large spot of sunlight, he stopped midstep as he heard a shrieking sound. Cocking his head to the side, he heard it again and wondered what it might be. He was almost certain that it was some small animal...perhaps a chipmunk or a squirrel or even a large mouse. Considering he was in the forest, it wasn't a strange occurrence, but it did seem as if the rodent was sounding some sort of alarm. His attention now focused on the animal, he followed the sound of its voice.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 4:18 pm
Squirrel Squirrel beat at Omutia's back making little squeaking sounds. Omutia was unsure what it was that had the squirrel so wound up. She tried to n** at Squirrel Squirrel but he sat too far up on her back for her to successfully n** him. "Eee" he cried as if he were happy at his spot on her back. Omutia snorted and turned back to where the shining had first been and it wasn't there but something was approaching in her own general direction because she could vaguely see it as well as hear a soft tinkling.
An idea occurred to her as she heard the soft tinkle of metal on metal. Heavily adorned war horse often wore armor to be protected from harm, which could be what she were to deal with, only they wore silver and grey colored armor. She frowned in though but moved toward the sound. No matter what she'd meet something new, friend or foe. Excitement coursed through her as she neared what she hoped would be more friend then foe.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 1:30 pm
As he rounded a corner, Shen suddenly came upon a light coloured mare. It seemed that the sound had been coming from this direction, but it was quite an unusual sound to hear from a mare. However, upon closer inspection, he saw the squirrel sitting on the mare's back and grinned.
"Your friend has quite a set of lungs on him. I could hear him from quite a ways off. It seems he's excited about something."
He smiled and bowed his head lightly.
"Forgive me, my name is Shen. It's nice to meet you.
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