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 Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2014 10:05 pm
Atanzaw was out for a brisk walk by one of the fast flowing creeks in the area surrounding his home. It was peaceful and quiet out here. Silent but for the sound of smaller creatures. He sighed in contentment, he loved his friends but sometimes alone time was needed. So many he knew had found mates and here he sat, alone by a stream. Idly he wondered if it had trout in it like some of the other streams...perhaps tonight called for a little bit of fishing. He slunk closer to the water and peered in.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2014 2:23 pm
Insuinity was flying with the breeze of the wind it was a great night to be alone she thought. But yet she was alone she had kept to herself for her own reasons her past memories flying by. The breeze was quiet she saw a lake so decided she take a drink of water and a nice nap under the breeze in which case she landed to do that.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2014 5:05 pm
A noise from the other shore drew his attention and he slipped into the water, heading over to investigate. A mare stood on the shore, he quirked a brow and then rose out of the water. "A nice night for a rest by the lake isn't it? I was going to try fishing but I think I scared them all away."
He nodded at the mare, hopefully he hadn't scared her too bad, They could be such flighty things, females.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2014 7:24 pm
Insuinity was drinking the water when she noticed something coming at first she thought it was a fish. But the figure was too large and she heard a echo to see a green figure with stripes talking to her. "Nice night yes the breeze is good who are you and you know I thought you were the fish in the sea." She nodded back but just stared sorting out the male it was her first time meeting another since she came to the land. But he didn't scare her either she grinned and stared back to the stars.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2014 9:02 pm
"Ah, my name is Atanzaw Taronyo, It means forked lightning hunter, and you are right I am not a fish," he pursed his lips and puffed out his cheeks for a moment, "as you can see I have no gills." He grinned.
"You must be a sparrow with those lovely wings, delicate and sweet, tell me can you sing? I'm afraid I rather sound like a caterwauling cat....must be the gills."
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