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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 9:41 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 10:06 am
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Amatsila shivered at flutters drinking blood. She's heard of kalonas before, so if they could exist, other evil demonds yet to be discovered can be real as well. "Its--its cute that you drink off a le-leaf," she was able to control her voice a bit more. The mare turned her head and shut her eyes closed for a second waiting for him to squash her. She didnt feel any pain. Flicking open her eye lids, Sila peered at the flutter and and saw the amazing transformation with her own eyes. After a few seconds into it she had turned her head to face him with the most 'awed' look. The stallion, as if a fairy had touched him with her wand, turned into quite the regular size. A bit shorter than her. The biggest he can go? Phew! Amatsila was safe. In this size she felt more comfortable. Amatsila walked closer to him, then circled him to see him from head to hoove. Checking if anything maybe have changed that she did not notice when he was smaller. His wings was easier to spot as they rested. "Your, wi-wings are very u-unique from bu-butterflies." Most butterflies had the bumpy kind of spotted with lines and many different colored wings. His ones were eye-catching with the pebbles which aren't really pebbles now as they got bigger along with him. They also were different shape. She smiled friendly again, wondering what other tricks he can do.
Still keeping her distance from him, in case he lied about his final size. "St-stay like that." She stated, just in case. Amatsila tried to think of something to say but she wasnt the type to bring up topics. "My....ki-kind of soquilis d-dont have mu-much special about them." Amatsila always envied those who had a special wing, horn or some sort of tail. They looked like they could protect themselves. She never really felt confident about her own breed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 10:56 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 11:16 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 12:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 12:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 1:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 4:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 10:13 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 3:50 pm
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She tiptoed after him and kept a sharp eye out left and right. Her heart beat beating which she could hear, it was quite silent. However no topics occured in her mind to bring up to him. She was a horrible conversation soquili. Amatsila sighed and continued her way after him. When the flutter picked up speed, she had to stop looking paranoid and step a little faster. Boy he was going fast, for her. The mare nodded when he said it wasnt far. And it wasnt. Soon they came upon quite an open space which was lit up by the remaining moon light. It was beautiful. The area shaped almost as a perfect circle surrounded by trees. Amatsila stepped past him and into the light, breathing in the air and smiling. "Much better," she whispered. All she hoped was that there be no pond monsters or any cloud that washes by the moon. Besides that she really did like this place. Relaxing.
"I like it here," she said smiling back at him. Then turning back around. She stared at the pond, first hestitant. Then confidently stepping up the edge, she stuck her head out and looked in the water. Her reflection, still glowing a bit in the provided moon light. She sighed seeing that no piece of her was missing from the trip they took to get here. Amatsila turned back to him with an unsure face. "No pond monsters?" she asked with a little blush knowing how weird it must've sounded. It was, however, better to be super safe then not.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 4:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 4:51 pm
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She did not mind at all for him to ask that question. Amatsila understood her personality was indeed different from anyone he has seen. Asking such about that was just normal. She sighed and gazed up at the sky. Able to control her speech very well. "Well, one, the forest holds a lot of places for creatures to hide in. As well the branches easily block off the given light. It is beautiful there in the mornings, at night, not so much. Two, I've never seen a flutter, so you kind of made it creepier?" giggling at herself, "you dont look at all creepy in the light." It felt good to be honest. She smiled and breathed in relief. "Boy am I glad to bump into you, I might've been in someone's belly by now." Laughing out loud. Amatsila may now have seem to be ok, but inside she was still on the look out for anything suspicious.
"I feel open, just like how open it is here." She sighed staring up at the moon. Partially making a wish that she'll survive this night without anymore frights. The night however was begining to fade. The moon soon to go to rest after a long night shift. Her glow was no longer much of a glow in the night, she closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips. Her ears still intentively listening for growls and sudden movements course.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:48 pm
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Amatsila smiled and sighed as he said he did not believe she would get eaten. She could hear it in his voice that he was serious, but did not know why he really meant it. She was so panicky, so wouldn't she be eaten easily? Amatsila did not know and did not ask any questions. She just turned and smiled. Then faced back into the pond, staring at her reflection. Making sure those flowers in her hair were not somehow out of place. One was a tiny bit. Oh, now would be a good time to have a pair of those two-legger paws. She could then easily reach and fix it. The flutter came and stood by her, she looked at him and blushed lightly at what he said. "Thank you, I uh think," not quite sure if he meant interesting in a bad way or not. "You are very interesting too," she smiled inbetween her sentence, "You've got incredible abilities. I admire them." She meant that. The mare smoothly walked over to a nearby tree and began to kind of rub her head on the trunk, precisely where the flower was, so she could fix it. Not sure if she was messing it more up or actually fixing it. At least she had the pond as a mirror.
Stopping to look at the stallion and smile weakly. He probably thought she was nuts, oh she sure was 'interesting'. She sighed and walked back to the pond, staring into it, her flower messier in her hair than before, now with random hair pieces sticking up around it. Amatsila giggled but sighed. "It must be nice to be able to fly up to the sky and swirl around those fluffy clouds," she said like a tiny filly daydreaming.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 4:24 pm
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