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 Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:22 pm
The sun was barely rising, as fog was rolling over the marshlands. The air was filled with the sound of buzzing cicadas, as a little sac was rolling around on the ground. The sac started to tear, and a little Kimeti slipped out. As she was laying on the ground, drying by the suns' warm glow, she was rolling around, getting a feeling for her surroundings. The little Kimeti was wiggling, enjoying the feeling of the grass on it's back, and felt a little rumble in it's stomach. She started to cry, flailing her hooves in the air, wondering what to do about the feeling in her stomach.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:59 am
Oh what a confusing world it was for such a young Kimeti! Little Reedmace had emerged from his sac no longer than two or three days ago, and now he was wandering around the dangerous lands on his own, blind and completely vulnerable. Easy prey to predators as well as the elements, it probably wasn't the best thing for him to be doing. But Reed didn't know any better. All he knew was that he was alone, hungry, and afraid.
This was a marshy area, the ground was damp and muddy in places, and he slipped and fell frequently as he stumbled about. In many places here rays of sun penetrated the trees rough leaves, providing spots of warmth. He could feel these spots when he passed under them, as the sunlight gently warmed his tiny body. Still, he stumbled along, seemingly determined to find another like himself to comfort him at such an awkward and lonely time in his life.
The tiny foal froze- what was that noise? It sounded almost like his own cry. Foolishly, he dashed towards the direction of the noise, only to be whacked in the face by a tiny flailing hoof and tripped by the bundle it appeared to belong to. With a surprised squeak, Reed tumbled down into the ground face-first.
Ohsofun.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 11:24 am
On making contact with something with her hoof, Red Dawn stopped moving. Then suddenly something fell on top of her. She started squirming, trying to get away since she couldn't see what it was that hit her. Once she moved what she thought could have been a safe distance, she started to sniff around, wondering if what hit her was something she could eat. Moving slowly closer, she began making little happy noises thinking she was going to be able to eat. So she started to move faster into a stumbling run, and tripped over a lump on the ground. She heard a little groan after making contact with what she tripped over.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 6:48 am
Face still in the dirt, Reed weakly struggled to stand, only to be pushed back down by the other young Kimeti that had tripped over him. Maybe it'd be better just to stay down, he figured. After all, Reed wasn't even sure that this was another of his kind that he was dealing with. Either way, it did seem to enjoy kicking him. He didn't enjoy that; and Reed very much regretted leaving his birthing place.
The tiny purple bundle remained limp and silent, afraid.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 8:24 pm
Red stopped moving, and started sniffing the strange object under her. After a minute, she thought it smelled a little familiar, and after thinking heavily, realized it smelled kinda like her! So, she figured, you probably can't eat this thing, whatever it is. She sniffed it for another minute, curled up on the ground, and went to sleep.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 5:20 am
After a good, long while of waiting, it became apparent to Reed that whatever this was wasn't going to hurt him.
Though, he was still tired, and afraid. Gently, quietly, he curled up beside the other young foal. He felt a lot safer now; he felt a lot better than he did when he knew that he was alone. After a tiny squeak of a yawn, Reed slowly began to fall asleep.
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