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 Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 8:04 pm
 Dustin walked through the forest on a blustery fall after noon. Things had gotten a bit hectic at the teepee again as the young pink stallion he resided with had become a father, purely by accident mind you. The lone stallion couldn't understand what all the hub bub was about, he always had thought that offspring were a joyous thing to any family. It didn't whether you were mated to the mare or not. But it seemed with this family it wasn't all that perferable. Sighing, he continued on and hoped that he would find some peace and quiet and maybe even a companion to talk to on this beautiful day.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 8:55 pm
Trotting lightly as she headed down the lond winding trail to the sea once more, the young mare hummed tunelessly her mind occupied with the hopeful thoughts of meeting up with one of the mer-kind she'd met earlier.
Her long tail trailed behind her, flicking occasionally as if to tease her into a childish habit she had attempted to wipe out from her thoughts. She resisted as she usually did, her steps becoming more determined as she trotted and almost stomped in a ailent attempt to divert her thoughts.
Whickering softly and tossing her head, causing the now familiar curls to fall into her vision again; she trotting onward, quickly eating up the distance to her destination, hopeful as always.
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 10:18 am
The black winged stallion was actually heading towards the mare and away from her destination as he had just come from the lake. It was where he had landed for a drink and then had decided to walk instead of fly.
The breeze was cool as it played with his short mane and he flicked his bobbed tail happily. It was a gorgeous day out and he was in high spirits. He had not heard of the mer-kind and was unaware that they even existed.
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 2:02 pm
As she allowed her humming to form into a soft tune that she had created moments earlier, she found herself skipping to it, her hoofbeats matching the rythim to the song. She did so enjoy music.
Would the mers she met (if she managed to see them again) enjoy music? Did they have some of their own? She had forgotten to ask the last time she had spoken with one and now she regretted it.
Her tail flicked apprehensively as her mind wondered if they would ask if she would sing for them. She had never tested her voice on anyone, not even her family and she was not about to embarrass herself in that fashion; it was bad enough she had trouble keeping herself from staring at their lovely tails.
Another shake of her head and a determined expression. She'd just have to wait and see, wouldn't she?
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:53 am
As Dustin continued on, he caught the faint sounds of a tune coming to his alert ears along with the sounds of hoof beats. This made him even more in a better mood as he loved to meet new Soquili. He was the social sort of stallion, which he liked to meet any and all Soquili not just the mares even though that was a bonus.
Smiling broadly the winged stallion gave a small nicker to warn who ever was coming his way that they were heading in the direction of someone else. That way neither one of them would get spooked.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:59 am
Still humming loudly, the young unicorn mare turned down a side-path and slowed as her ears caught a soft whicker of another creature. Curisoity perked and for a bief, irrational moment, she wondered if it was one of the kwater-soquili but within a second she had dismissed such a though with a roll of her eyes. No water-soquili would dare come out this far from the water, their bodies wouldn't be able to take it.
Her long tail flopped about to reveal her curiosity to the source, but she hovered anxiously between finding out what it could be and continuing on. Politeness demanded she discover who the source was, but kshe was anxious to go back....
"Is anyone there?" She questioned automatically, sighing at herself. Hopefully this wasn't a mistake, yes?
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:17 am
Dustin smiled at the question that was being asked, but glad to get a response that didn't sound too frightened. "Yes, someone is here. Otherwise you wouldn't have heard me whicker. Just thought I would be kind enough to make you aware of my presence so you would get spooked." he replied somewhat in a witty voice. It wasn't every day he ran into someone new.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 6:18 pm
Her soft white tail flicked as her eyebrows rose, but she wouldn't comment on his tone, he might not be speaking like that on purpose, after all, "How kind of you," She answered, "It was a very thoughtful thing to think of, I am grateful for your consideration," Always be polite, always be formal except among good friends. It was what her mother had taught her and those lessons had been quite valuable as of late.
"Would you mind allowing me to see you, however?" She asked softly, "I am afraid speaking to just a voice makes me fear that this conversaton may not be real, and that is quite a frightening thought, no?" Of course she didn't really believe any of it could be in her head, but at least this excuse would allow her to see the source of the voice.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:05 am
The black winged-stallion smiled as her soft voice drifted to his ears. She was polite to answer and didn't seem to mean him any harm. "You are most welcomed. I have always thought it is better to warn before hand and avoid a confrontation than to run right into it." he said and continued forward moving up the path. He had been heading towards her and so if he kept going that way he would eventually see her.
It wasn't too long before he rounded a bend in the path and caught sight of a dark colored mare up ahead. "Of course you may see who it is that is speaking to you. It would be silly otherwise to carry on an entire conversation without ever seeing who you are talking to. It is only polite." he said and shifted his wings on his back.
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