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 Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 6:31 am
 A small brown mare skittered through a dieing field, the grass was brown and crunched under her dark hooves. A more dejected sight there wasn't, her small head hung low so that her muzzle almost drug the ground and her eyes stared at the dirt and had no life in their crimson depths. She paused beside a small stream and drunk slowly from the icey waters. Her mind was nowhere near the world she trod through and so she never oticed who came near and who fled away from her. Ever so slowly as if itcaused her pain she lifted that small head and looked around at the dieing world. "Oh how Shade probably loves this.." she sorted softly and let her head drop back down.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:24 am
Like a living, breathing shadow, Imrikalto wound his way through the woods.... All shimmering darkness and glimpses of white... No real destination in mind, the young stallion flicked his long tail and leapt to a canter, his strides smooth... Blood red dapples glinted a fierce crimson against his shadowy hide, his white legs... Dark eyes that saw everything searched the woods.
What to do with himself today?
He'd never been to this area before, and at the scent of another Soquili, he stopped short... A mare? Well, there was a chance she would not challenge him for being here...
She seemed... Broken...
Intrigued, he stepped forward and rumbled a greeting. "Hello."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:17 pm
Morgana was surprised by the sudden voice but her head didn't jerk up, she lifted it slowly as if it was painful to do so and stared at him. She had to admit the bloody looking dapples intruding her slightly and she envied his longer hair.
Finally after a few minutes pause she spoke, her voice came out slowly as if she were trying to find her voice "greetings." Morgana had paused in her walking and stood watching him through dark red, almost brown eyes, the light sparkles on her coat gleamed and her short tail flicked lazily back and forth across her rump.
She shifted when one of the bloody bandages on her leg pulled to tight and turned her eyes for a moment back to the stream then back to the stallion before her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 5:43 am
Imrikalto considered the mare with a flick of his ears.. She semed... Weary? Worn down.. Like the world was too much, the weight of her life was too much, and breaking her spirit..
What a shame...
"You seem, weary, Milady.." He offered as gently as he could. "Is there anything I might do to lift your spirit? I am Imrikalto, by the way..."
He gave a bow, touching his muzzle to the ground for a moment...
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 4:30 pm
Morgana observed him for a long moment, yes she was weary and tired of this life that seemed so determined to break her spirit. "Nay, there isn't much any soul can do for me, life isn't kind to those of less beauty."
Turning her head she nipped at an itchy spot on her flank and flicked her small bobbed tail back and forth across her rump.
"It's nice to meet you Imrikalto, I'm Morgana," she nodded her head to him in a greeting and her short mane bobbed wildly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 11:16 am
Imrikalto eyed the mare, wondering if in fact what she said was true. Wasn't there anything, anything at all, he could do? Anyone could do? He hated someone to be so sad...
"I could call my Godbrother.." He offered... "He sings, really well.... If, that might, lift your spirits a bit..."
Or maybe not...
"Regardless, it is pleasant to meet you...."
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 1:36 pm
Morgana shook her head, "I don't think so," her little tail flicked slowly back and forth across her rump.
This stallion was being kind enough but she doubted there was much out there to help her, heck she really didn't even have any friends to wonder around the worlds with.
Well, at least they could wonder for awhile no? "where are you headed Imikalto, I was just wondering myself."
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:45 pm
Headed? Well, to be completely honest...
"I don't really have a direction in mind." He replied a little sheepishly. "I sometimes get this sort of 'nudge'... And I just want to wander... Sometimes something tugs me to go in one direction, and I find whatever it was I was seeking... And sometimes, I just enjoy a pleasant walk..."
He trailed off and glanced at her, smiling. " I'm glad I met you, it's made the day far more pleasant..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:55 am
Morgana nodded at his first statement but the next made her laugh, a bitter cold laugh that seemed to spoke volumes for how little she thought her presence did for anyone.
"It's rarely a pleasure to meet up with me sir, my company could very easily be traded for that of a more beautiful mare's whom is much more pleasing to the eye and enjoyable to the spirit."
A soft wind picked up her short mane sending the small braid flopping against her sleek neck.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 6:29 pm
Imri blinked at her, flipping his ears back, then forward.
"Weeeell..." He drawled, shifting from hoof to hoof. "I'd like to disagree with you, if you don't mind, ma'am.."
He bobbed his head slightly, almost apologizing. "I think you're a fine lady to befriend, if you'd accept my friendship of course... I've already got myself a lady, so I'm not searching for one.. But I've always a need for a new friend..."
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