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 Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 1:35 pm
Head held high, ears pricked, she marched against the hot summer wind, gold and silver mane rippling back away from her neck in curls. It was growing out now, just like she was growing. Her thin, stumbly baby legs had grown thicker and longer, giving her a knobby-knee appearance. She was nearly half a year old now and baby fuzz was shedding out to reveal a sleek black pelt underneath, silver curls marking her hindquarters and giving her an angelic look.
But this filly was hardly an angel.
With a squeal, Anansi bolted from the underbrush, kicking up hooves in excitement, heading right into the field where the unsuspecting cart pony was. Plan 1: Escape her parents? Eaaaaasy as pie. Plan 2? Her gaze settled on the cream, brown and blue pelt of what she thought to be -colt- standing feet away and a royal grin rose upon her lips. Plan 2: Scare the other foal.
And like a wolf, she prowled near the ground, stalking forwards.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 1:43 pm
The colt never really kept close tabs on his siblings..He preferred his peace and quiet, as family never held any appeal.
His sapphire eyes matched his Seductive father,and his blood was his fathers blood.
The colt has overheard his father talking to mother one night..He had been expressing fears that his oldest son might be becoming his worst fear..An image of the past.
Julian matched Jean in childhood appearance. Looking suave and handsome, yet holding a smarter, more manipulative brain.
His hooves crushed the dainty grass as he pranced out of the dark forest he called home with his family.
The trees cast teh dark shadows, and his eyes needed adjusting before hecould continue his exploration.
He rarely showed himself in the daylight.
He lived like a wolf, though he preferred himseld to be cleaner and more attractive.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 2:02 pm
She watched him, her eyes glittering with obvious intent. She was downwind so he couldn't smell her as he flicked a sapphire blue tail. A beautiful tail.
It was obvious she was the younger of the two, barely reaching 6 months where he looked like he was almost a yearling. Navy hooves destroyed grass without care and Anansi's head tilted to one side as she watched him, fearless, handsome.
Him. A boy. Handsome? She was indeed growing up and out of the 'ew boys' phase. If she ever had that phase... She was an only daughter, afterall. But it wasn't like he had cooties... Only unicorns could get cooties!
So with her butt up in the air like a hyperactive wolf puppy, she leapt for him, forelegs outstretched.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 2:21 pm
He jerked his head upwards, his eyes dark and mysterous. He was the one who no one could quite understand yet..His true nature hadn;t risen its head.. That would happen as puberty hit, and his testosterone gave in to the equation.
She scared him, making him jump back and giving a smallsneer. He hated being snuck up on.. He hated hated hated it.
Giving a glare, he raised an eyebrow,cocking his head towards the filly.
She was cute. He'd give her thatl.Which wasa first for him..Maybe it was the whole, 'her looking younger' thing.
He had always been deviant, but one day he'd stray to the depths of deviant.
"Well I guess a hello Im coming, wasnt in the plan.."
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 2:28 pm
Anansi looked him in the eye, her own neck arched proudly. She wasn't sure where she got the boldness from. Dad was calm, loving, caring. Mom was a bit out there, bouncy and a tad bossy. Her brothers were gentle and naive...soooooo easy to corrupt and maniuplate. And her cousin, dearest cousin, would be born to be a plaything. She hoped it had the beautiful, beautiful wings.
Wings were why Anansi liked to leap. And if she'd had wings, she would've actually divebombed him. With an easy grin, she gave a half rear and did her best to look cute.
"The point of a sneak attack isn't to announce your presence!" she chirped ornerily. "And what are you doing all by your lonesome in this field of diamonds?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 2:33 pm
Julian rolled his eyes.Oh great..One of the annoying fillies whom thought they were sneaky attackers.
"The point is to instill fear..Not to surprise."
He answered, looking her up and down.
She had an ebony body, and it carried white, graceful swirls. Her mane was golden,tipped with white. Eyes that were as gold as the sun beamed at him..
Too bad he hated the sun.
"I need a reason to be alone?"
He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Eh..Why not.
"I was bored.. I normally explore, this is nothing new."
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 3:04 pm
Anansi didn't think she was a sneaky attacker. She knew.
She felt his gaze slide over her and it sent chills down her spine. She didn't let that show. Instead, she gave a buck, then looked him over.
He was an odd colored boy, a cream and coffee hued pelt with snowflakes of cerulean. The blue was what set the other colors out...
"No one needs a reason to be alone," she grinned, tossing her head to move the foremane from her eyes. But he wasn't alone now.
"I'm Anansi," she said, peering out from under said bangs almost bashfully. Her fluff of a tail gave a wag and together, they did look like a pair of wolves, stalking nothing inparticular. "You don't like the company of parents, either?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 6:53 pm
He cocked his head, raising an eyebrow.
"Ill let you answer your own question."
He stopped, then spoke again.No need to be that rude..She had only asked a question.
But he was always rude..
"I dont like being around my parents at all actually. Im never around them, nor do I care if I find them before nightfall."
He said with a nod.
"I like to be alone..Its peaceful. No annoying questions or anything."
He said, looking at her with a sort of annoyed look, but quickly giving a slight grin.
"And Im talking about my Nephew..My sisters boy..Who is older than I, yet I have the title."
He nodded.
"He always asks questions.. Sometimes I swear Marc is just dumb."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:06 pm
The filly was taken aback by this colt's blatant...rudeness! She'd never been spoken to in a tone such as this and it almost bothered her. Almost.
Ears pricking up, she listened, standing still for once. He didn't return to his parents before dark? But wouldn't they get mad? Give him the whole 'you could get eaten by a Kalona' theme?
Annoying questions! She snorted, but he'd taken his suggestion that she was annoying him back in time.
Marc, as in Marcellin? Her mother's childhood friend? The one who'd saved her from drowning? But she didn't have a chance to ask.
"What title?" she asked as haughtily as possible. Maybe she could learn some things from this nameless somebody.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:12 pm
"Im his uncle."
He said with a nod, while looking back to the filly with his sapphire blue gaze.
"Name's Julian,Julian Renaud.."
He said, offering his name finally, so that the filly would not have that to worry about.
He wasnt rude..He was.. obvious. He spoke with absolute confidence, and he knew damn well that if the filly stayed or left it made no difference to him.
He liked company, but he liked silence as well.
Hewatched her with a smile.
"Do I make you angry?"
He asked, wondering if his old tricks had made the filly as angry as he had made some adults..
Hell, his parents were always mad at him.He was the logical troublemaker..Alot like Hannibal Lector except he did things to suit his needs, and only his needs. He did not care about others problems.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:18 pm
Anansi gave a bark of laughter. Marcellin was this colt's nephew... And this...Julian, although young, was an uncle. "My mom's brother is older, but Momma grew up first."
Julian...
She thought the name over and over, as if trying it out. Julian and Anansi... They could be a troublesome duo...if Nansi could handle the colt's oddities. But then again, the colt would have to be able to handle her oddities as well!
His question surprised her. "Angry? Why would I be angry?" She had been, for a brief moment. But she saw his potential. He was a trickster, just like herself. "Are you trying to make me angry?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:27 pm
Julian smiled.
"Well Marc is as much a foal as he ever was.. At least I have some kind of brain between my ears."
He said with a huff.
He thought of her name..Anansi..That was an odd name, one he had never heard before..
But all his siblings had been named wtih J's.
Other than his fathers first set of foals..
"Well you'd be angry because most girls cant take a little sarcasm or wit. They prefer..well..Stallions like Marc."
He said with a nod.
Who was she to be different?
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:38 pm
Anansi smirked. She'd met the moth-patterned lavender stallion once. He was a pushover; a stallion that she couldn't believe her mother -talked- to. If she only knew that Marc had wanted more than that from her, she would've been one to laugh her tail off.
"Most girls aren't like me," she preened, tossing her head up and striking a pose. "And Marc's a goody-goody, like Mom and Dad. I'll walk on the wildside."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:46 pm
"Oh please."He said, busting into a fit of laughter.
"You walk on the wildside? You are a filly..Fillies rarely do anything that could even remotely constitute as Wildside."
He gave a grin, a knowing grin.
"Tellme something you've done. I'll prove whether or not you are tough or just a poser."
He said with a flick of his black and blue tail.
He was a cocky little boy, but he was intelligent, andhis intelligence is what made him all the worse.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:51 pm
"And even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me," crowed the filly indignantly, rising up in a rear only to drop down before him once again. Pale eyes glittering, she stared at him, a grin on her muzzle.
"Give me something to do. Right now. I'll prove it to you, Sir Julian."
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