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 Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 4:22 pm
 The orca male paused as he looked over the lands. His curled mane was adorned with white and light pink blossoms due to Itzpapalotl's fetish with flowers and his long, silken mane.
He had no problem with flowers, he could still be manly and like flowers. They were beautiful just as he was. He walked with an elegance not many could accomplish. It took years for most too. He had a natural ability, to be graceful, elegant, poised, and still have a masculinity that would make another cower if it were to arrise.
Though he didn't care what others thought of him. He was in tune with himself and thats all that matter. Still no one had rivaled with him so he had no reason to worry. However with each day passing he could sense that he was getting less and less vain though he knew he was perfection on the outside on the inside he could see flaws where as he should be flawless. He snorted roughly. This would not do at all. Not these emotions.
His shoulders stiffened as he looked to the skies, hoping for answers. He trusted in a greater spirit then himself and more than often it worked out. If it didn't he saw it as some sort of punishment. He wondered what he was supposed to be learning at this moment.
The sun peeked from the clouds as he started to walk, he was needing some cool water to clear his parched throat. So it was off to the river now...
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 4:59 pm
 She had hidden away for most of the winter, having found a nice cave in the mountains to keep herself safe from the storms. She had slept far longer than she had at any other time, finally emerging when she felt the soft caress of Spring's warmth touching her dark lair. It was time to rejoin the living again; time to find sustenance and drink. The cool water running off of the mountains had been good, but it was not what she needed.
She made her way carefully down the mountain, giving her head a light toss that made beads and bangles jingle against one another. Her ears flickered as she approached the river that she recalled being near by... She would listen as she moved. Others would, no doubt, be waking now as well.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 2:56 pm
Unlike Bast, Adonis had been out or awake for all of winter. He wished he could've hibernated that long but he couldn't sleep that long. He couldn't even sleep half the day away..unless he had a very long night. His ears flickered as he heard something, jingling...like that of Cyrus' earing but there was something more.
As he reached the river he dipped his maw into it, taking in as much as he could before he lifted his head to see if he was going to have a visitor this afternoon.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 3:04 pm
She paused by the stream, lowering her head to take a sip from the cool water before turning her head to examine her surroundings. It was a beautiful day... Nice and cool in the shade despite the warmth of the sun beating down from above. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
She glanced up as she heard the sound of water dripping down into water not far from her. Her brow lofted slightly at the stallion. Bright and dark... Interesting.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 4:47 pm
Adoni's ears flickered the female was nexto to him, she was quiet. A very quiet one. He had hardly known she was there. He kept to his own peace, though he didn't want to interupt. She would've said something if she wanted to talk. He leaned in for another drink before letting his eye drift toward her. Just a subtle glance to whom he was sharing a drink with.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 2:11 pm
A slight smirk curved the corners of dark lips as she stood back, holding her head high. "Do you always lower your head in the presence of a mare? It would be a first... Most of those I have met seem determined to make a name for themselves early on and attempt to be... Impressive."
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 2:17 pm
He lifted his head from the waters before looking to her with a brow raised, "What's the point of being 'impressive' if the mare doesn't want to be impressed?" he asked, gently. His pink pupils drifted over her adorments before looking back to her eyes. So green, beautiful really.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 10:17 am
"A good question to ask indeed." She almost found herself laughing at that, head giving a light toss which caused the tiny jeweled beads in her mane to make soft sounds against metal. "That does not keep most from trying though. It seems as if they believe that mares are only here to be impressed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:10 pm
"Then I'm not like most then, am I?" he smirked. Indeed he was unique in his own way. "May I ask where you got your adorments M'lady. They are most original that I have seen."
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:53 pm
"No, it seems that you are not." She did laugh this time as she stepped away from the stream. "Those things that adorn, both natural and not, were gifts from the gods and spirits by way of their people in the valley." She nodded slowly, holding her head high.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 4:41 pm
"So you must be well liked among the gods." he smiled. He was well liked too. After all his past was a mystery to most but his father watched over him everytime he visited the seas. "That is indeed an honor."
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 9:34 am
"It is not for me to say if I am or not." She laughed softly, giving her head a light toss. "Some would think that they disliked me... Weighing me down with such things. Others would say that they held me high... I leave it to them to decide as I am who I am, no more and no less."
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 4:03 pm
He nodded, "Wise words from a wise mare." He rose a brow to her. "Where do you come from?" he asked curiously before shortly adding, "If you don't mind me asking."
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 9:14 am
"My home is in the mountains... At least, my winter home is. Not many go up that far and I can rest in peace. Now that the winter has passed my home is wherever my hooves lead me to rest for the night. It is said that home is where the heart is... One might find themselves never at 'home' if they've never left their heart in one place or another." She smirked, emerald eyes gleaming.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 8:18 am
"It's smart not to leave yourself anywhere," he replied. "You never know who is going to come in and take it when you trust them enough to hold it." he sighed softly as he watched her. He smiled as her eyes gleamed, "I live with a group now, with one two-legger. They took me in and I've never left, well I leave but I always return." he chuckled.
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