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 Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 5:10 pm
(Lint is her name right? Tell me and I'll change the name. xD)  ___ Dmitrria grinned watching the sun set slowly, her eyes gazing at the bright, fading colors. She shut her eyes and smiled, letting the slight breeze flutter through her hair. Then she turned her tail and left the hill for the forests.
___It was there that she hid at night, thinking, wandering, looking. Sometimes she found things, and some times she didn't. This night she did. As she walked through the woods she saw hidden in the bushes, a small little bundle of pelt. Her insides shook. Was it a skin walker's skin? They weren't so careless as to leave it. She bent her neck down and sniffed it. It was small, and patchy looking. So she nudged it.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 5:36 pm
 (( Her full name is Princess Pocket Lint, but Lint is fine as well as any other the variations. XD ))Princess Pocket Lint was sleeping under the roots of a gnarled tree. She didn't know that day has passed and night had come. The tiny foal had fallen asleep under the warm rays of the sun during the day and had not woken up since. The poor usdia foal had used the tree's roots as a place to hide, finding the outside world just too scary for her. Her tiny body was shaking from the settling cool air.
Her ears perked up, hearing a noise somewhere close to her. Her eyes shifted under her heavy eyelids before slowly raising to reveal pale blue eyes. Her eyes tried to adjust to the settling darkness. The tiny foal caught sight of a figure in front of her. She couldn't distinguish the figure too well, but that didn't prevent her from fear she was starting to feel. Her breaths started to labor a bit, trying to back into the roots some more.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 4:54 pm
___ What ever it was, it certainly wasn't a skinwalker's pelt or any sort of animal. It didn't sound too feral. It's whining sounded like a small horse. A foal even. "Oh dear.... um, it's alright little one." Dmitrria didn't know what it was. All she could hope was that it wasn't a cougar, or a wolf. She waited, watched wondering if it would respond.
(She is really gorgeous, maybe when she gets older, if you don't have any preplanned mates, I have a little OC MLP cosplay.... xDDD)
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 9:47 pm
(( XD It's a possibility? <3. I'm willing to see after she grows up. XD ))
Princess Pocket Lint shifted under the roots even more, trying to dig herself deeper into the nest of roots. The foal's objective was to stay out of sight until everything was clear. Her leg kicked out, getting caught in a knot of roots. Her sown mouth tried to open as she gasped out, but only the sound of scratching wood could be heard and the gutteral noise of whining. The tiny foal's heart speed up, trying to free her back leg from the clutches of the root. The darkness didn't help any since she wasn't able to see what was holding her leg. It brought the already panicky foal to struggle more.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 3:11 pm
_____Dmitrria's eyes adjusted enough to see that it was a very small horse. Trying to acess the situation she dropped her head lower, into the crook of the tree. She could see that the small foal was terrified, and stuck; it's leg trapped under a root. Lowering her head more she felt the kick of a tiny hoof in her muzzle and she grunted and drew her head up, only to hit her face into one of the tree's roots. "Aw, hell!"Dmitrria shook her head, trying to get rid of the pain and she dropped her head and started to gnaw at the root that held the foal hostage.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:22 pm
(( XD Poor Demitrria!))
Pocket Lint was still struggling with the root. She didn't notice that the Soq she couldn't see was now aware of her presence. The small foal didn't even notice she had kicked her in the face until she heard her voice. She tensed up, her body shaking under the roots. Her widened eyes turned to look behind her and saw the face of the Soq nibbling near her hoof, which only sparked the need to buckle and struggle some more. She only hoped this would be a defense mechanism or a way to get loose from the roots.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:45 pm
_____Dmitrria grunted, feeling wood chips fill her mouth. "Jussff guff muff unf mommuff!" Dmitrria mumbled through chewing teeth, attempting to say, just give me a moment, but it came out in strange puffing and huffing noises. Through guttaral grunts, huffs and puffs, and a few creaks of the tree she could hear the root breaking.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:49 pm
Pocket Lint didn't understand that the older Soq was trying to help her. She couldn't even understand the words coming out of the mare's mouth, which only frightened her more. The way she perceived things made her feel like they were either after her to harm her in some way or eat her. Her tiny body was shaking as she tried to break away.
When the root finally broke loose, she scrambled out of the nest of roots and out on the level ground. Her body was tense and shaking. Her eyes were wide with fear, trying to will herself away. She couldn't hide, since the mare easily found her in the roots. Who says she won't be able to find her again? The tiny foal tried to breath, her mouth partially open, as wide as the sown mouth could allow her. Her nostrils flared with every breathe she drew. Her chest pulsed with her quickened heart rate.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 2:28 pm
_____ Dmitrria noticed the little foal's distress and she slowly and carefully laid her stomach on the ground to come to a lower level with the little foal. Dmitrria hadn't seen or played with a foal since she was a foal herself, so it was odd. "Hello, little one. Don't worry, I don't want to hurt you." Or eat you. She thought about saying that but decided against it because her skinwalker 'friend' could be around the corner, and she didn't want to scare the foal anymore.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 2:56 pm
Pocket Lint watched Dmitrria. Her eyes were wide with fear, the whites of her eyes visible apart from her pale blue eyes. The foal made sure to keep her distance from the mare, her heart still beating hard in her chest, visible for anyone to see. Her erratic breathing didn't change any before she stopped and fell backwards, fainting.
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 5:59 pm
((think your girl would be interested in Ellessar?)) _____ Dmitrria shook her head softly and let out a deep sigh. She thought that it must be awfully scary to be so little. "I remember being little like you, it was pretty darn scary." She tried to reason, show personal experience. Dmitrria wasn't sure that it was going to work but she tried.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 9:18 pm
(( XD What's he like? ))
Pocket Lint was out cold, passing out right in front of the mare. She had dropped to the ground like a dead body. The words from the mare fell on deaf ears.
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 5:57 pm
((Ellessar is an uber gentleman, and completely different from Lint's daddy, I'm sure of it. XD))
___ Dmitrria looked shocked as the little foal flopped on it's side, almost dead-like. Dmitrria leaded forward and nudged the little bundle of foal, and felt it's chest still rising and falling. Sighing she moved closer to the foal to protect it till it awoke or her parents came for her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 10:25 pm
(( Aww. XD Sounds cute. ))
It took a moment for Pocket Lint to come to. Her eyes flickered open, wondering why she was in an unfamilar place. She didn't remember falling asleep. The young foal moved to lay on her stomach and looked around. Her eyes shifted to a shadow that was hoovering over her. The foal recognized the mare and froze up a bit. All that time she was vulnerable, yet it didn't attack her. Was that a good thing? She gulped, peering up to her, waiting for her response.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 10:45 pm
__Dmitrria smiled leaning her neck down to view the little usdia, they were so tiny. "Please don't faint on me again. I won't hurt you." Dmitrria softened her face, trying to look gentle.
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