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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:11 pm
 He walked along the forests edge, nibbling at the various grasses and berries that attracted him.
He wasn't' going anywhere in particular. He was just roaming, out for a casual stroll.
He was lost in his own thoughts. Oblivious to his surroundings, which probably wasn't a good thing, but then a neutral Azerin really didn't have much to worry about, did he?
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:24 pm
Nicona grazed quietly in the meadow not really paying attention to anything around her. She was just more focused on her own thing, grazing and waiting to catch some butterflies that liked to land on her. She wasn't afraid of anything, especially now that she had something to defend herself with.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:08 pm
((am turning off my posting style to make loading faster for me.. try to remember to turn off signature? thanks))
He just happened to choose that moment to look around him. To take in his surroundings. He tilted his head as he caught sight of the mare with cream colored mane and tail.
His head tilted the other way when he saw the horn.
"Hmm," he said to himself and made his way towards her, his head dipping to snatch up a single blade of grass to hang from the corner of his mouth.
"Well, hello. I don't think I've seen you 'round here before." He smiled charmingly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:16 pm
Nicona lifted her head her ears perked to the sudden words spoken. She looked and around and saw the stallion standing before her. "Hello." She replied. "I've been here for a while now, but I highly doubt our paths ever crossed till now."
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 6:48 pm
He crossed his front hooves. "Well, that's obvious." He smirked.
He tilted his head to one side again as he studied her.
"So what's your name?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 7:14 pm
Nicona tossed her head, getting her bangs out of her face. "Nicona. And yours?" She asked studying his posture.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:05 am
"Tasunke. Though Tas works just as well. I'm not picky." He grinned again, making the thread of grass in the corner of his mouth perk up.
He pondered the best way to ask her what side of the war she was on without sounding nosy. "Seen any of the six around as of late?"
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