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 Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 5:45 pm
The day was splendid as an Ebony and pastel colored stallion stood grazing in a small clearing surrounded by a ring of trees. It was here that he felt safe, well safe enough to his own mind. Even if some would think it was a death trap to those within id something should surround the clearing. But... He wasn't worried about that as his wings gave plent of reasons.
Shaking his head slightly, the stallion grazed with closed eyes, though his ears remained listening to his surroundings, To every leaf that blew in the gentle breezes, and every little critter that happened to skitter here and there. Yep, he was completely relaxed there in the clearing. A comfort zone if you will, though 'home' was miles away... Eton felt that nothing, NOTHING, could ruin his day, or... So he thought...
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 5:51 pm
As Neva walked among the trees she couldn't help but smirk. Oh how much fun it would be to go home to torment her lovely brothers. Even Andre would do well to be humiliated every once in awhile. Pausing in mid step she spied a clearing amongst the trees. Some nice sun would be nice after being in the trees all day so she resumed her walk.
At the edge of the trees she had to pause once more as she saw another winged soquili in the clearing. Neva watched this winged soquili for a few moments before giving an evil chuckle to herself. "Why hello there Wittle Bwother." Her voice called out from the trees in it's sarcastic tone. She herself still had not come out of the trees just yet.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 1:36 pm
Eyes snapping open, Eton turned his head toward the voice he knew too well, Neva, sister. Snorting at his own nickname from her, his ears turned backwards atop his head as he turned away from his sister's approach completely all together.
"Hello, Neva." He muttered over a mouthful of grass.
He didn't really want to talk to his sister, she was always picking on him for whatever reason she could see or make up. One being his liking for treed places, he gave a snort at the thoughts in his mind and continued with what he was doing. Tail twitching behind him, he closed his eyes again, though his ears remained listening to his approaching sister, though he had to wonder what she wanted now. To torment him even more? He could only wait and see...
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 1:45 pm
"Aw come brother dear. You can't give your sister a better greeting then that? I'm offended." Neva pouted as she walked out from among the trees. "Perhaps you really haven't learned any manners. Though I don't see why you would seeing as you're always off running to Andre whenever I come around." She said, her voice acting as if she was trying to be innocent. "But big bwother Andre isn't here now is he?"
Neva circled her brother as she watched him react to her. This was such a fun sport in her mind. Tormenting her family was great pleasure. "Now tell me oh wittle one, what have you been up to?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 2:03 pm
He merely listened, letting most roll off his back like water in the rain. Shaking himself a moment, he looked up toward Neva as she circled him as if he were prey and she was the predator, in a way she was. Though she was still blood and he couldn;t see her as anything more then just a sister.
"I don't see you having any manners either. So what's the big difference?" he asked watching her until she was out of his sight behind him. "And no Andre isn't here. He's with his family. I hear that our niece has a boyfriend and he's gone to see if he can meet up with them."
Snorting lightly he expelled a bit of dust that had gotten into his nose a while back, he still felt encased in mud since the day he played in it with Dusty. There was a mare whom had manners if not a big issue with her appearance, but then again. No two mares were the same...
"Me? Not much, only playing in the mud while it rains with a friend, but then again you wouldn't much care about that now would you." He stated levelly, though his ears twitched in slight annoyance. "To you I'm just a little mess up, like the rest of the family, isn't that Right? Neva?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 2:35 pm
"Please I don't need to have manners with wittle colts such as yourself." Neva pointed out as she paused in her circling of him. "Friend? Mare or Stallion?" her voice questioning as she glared at him. "And of course you're messed up. You're as messed up as the rest of the 'sky dancing' 'screwy in the head' family! You could be as bad as that stupid sister Del'nal." Her hoof pawed in anger at the ground creating a small hole as she spoke.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 2:55 pm
This made his temper boil, Eton never knew he had a temper until Neva attacked their family. Ears falling dangerously backwards as his eyes narrowed, he was seeing red and it was all over Neva. Wings fanning themselves out at his sides a little, he stomped the ground. How dare she say such things about their parents, about their family and their ways, now he wished his sister was never born.
"Is that so Neva, and what's so special about you? Huh? I don't see anything. You are all just talk." He snapped, "And my friend is a mare, if you must know and that's all you'll know."
Stomping again, Eton shoved past Neva and headed toward the trees, looking to leave his sister behind, hating that he was related to her. He would hate to see what would happen to the kids if she happened to have any. They would be the nut cases with her as mother, he was sure that they would more then likely be abandoned. Shaking his head, he didn't look back as he kept walking.
"I would hate to see your kids, they would be a bunch of messed up freaks like yourself." He snorted passing the line of trees and onto the larger valley beyond them.
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