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 Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 6:37 pm
 Rosalind's little orange ears swiveled back and forth attentively, her cream-colored tail swishing excitedly behind her. She was out on her own for the first time in her life, and it was rather exciting; she had the strangest feeling that her father had purposefully allowed her to wander off, in order to make her grow up a whole lot faster.
Yet, the young filly refused to believe that her father would've let her wander this far. She was in the middle of a dense forest, shrouded in the damp darkness of the trees and bushes, eyes wide with excitement.
She pounced out from behind the tree, scaring a few small birds out of her way. "Take that!" she cried, cackling as she had heard her father's friend doing so not too long before.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 11:58 pm
Once again, the striped uni found his way running off from his mother's side, not like she truly seemed to care. With a snort, Auberon entered the forest, bobbing and weaving through the tall trees, which he couldn't help but gawk up at. His purple eyes quickly moved to watch some birds fly by over head and smiled, giggling softly. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder what it be like to fly, especially considering both of his sisters had wings.
The thought quickly left him when he heard someone laughing not too far ahead of him. With a tilt of his head, he trotted off in the direction it came from. Coming to some bushes, he pushed himself up into them. Peeking his head out, he saw a filly laughing about something. Wondering what it was, he lept out from the bushes and in front of her. "Hey! What'cha doin'?"
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 9:32 pm
Rosalind whipped around to face the colt she heard behind her, glad it wasn't her mind playing a cruel trick on her. Finally, someone to play with! She hadn't been around anyone besides her family since she was born, and she was eager to see if other Soquili were as nice to her as her daddy and sister were.
"I'm chasing birds!" she cried excitedly, her short little foal tail flicking behind her. "Do you--" Her train of thought was interrupted as she noticed that the colt had a bizarre... thing... on his head.
"What's that?" she asked, scrunching up her nose and getting within a few inches of the unicorn horn. She sniffed at it delicately. "It looks pointy!"
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 11:41 pm
Auberon smiled widely when the filly noticed him, kalona tail wagging happily behind the cover of the bush. He couldn't help but notice that she was slightly like the color of dirt... he loved to roll in dirt.
He tilted his head when she said that she was chasing birds. That was new, he never thought of chasing birds. Sounds like fun! He blinked when she started to ask him a question, but stopped.
It was when she got close to his horn that he went cross-eyed to see what she was looking at. "Oooh, it's my horn. I got that from my mother." He beamed proudly.
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 6:55 am
Rosalind's light-colored eyes grew wide. Did this colt just say that he got his horn from his mother? She allowed her mind to dwell on the thought that there might have been something that her mother had passed on to her... maybe the color, maybe the swirls of white on her coat. But nothing as prominent as a horn!
"Does it hurt?" she asked, stepping back. She expected that it at least hurt when his mother made him wear it, let alone if it hurt now. "Because it looks like it'd hurt."
She glanced back to find her tail in complete disarray. Burrs and small twigs were embedded deep into the creamy hairs, and she was immediately grossed out. Reaching back with her teeth, she attempted to pull out each and every foreign hitchhiker, glancing back at the colt with an apologetic smile on her face.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 10:38 am
The uni-kalona blinked when she had asked if his horn hurt. Once again, he went cross-eyed to look at it before shaking his head. "No... well, it hurts others if I poke them with it." He told her. He wouldn't show her by example, that would be mean, but he was sure she got what he meant.
He blinked when she started to fiddle with her tail, but noticed the burrs and twigs and just giggled. Speaking of, the twigs and branches were starting to nudge awkardly against him. With that, he slowly stepped out from the bush he was in, flicking his tail behind him.
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