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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:28 am
 Lovelee grinned as she raced off past the 'nest' and down the hill to where her father's friend ran every morning. Lovelee wanted to be an amazing runner like Dmitrria, fast and strong. But she also wanted to be witty and sarcastic like her father. Her mother on the other hand..... there wasn't much Lovelee felt she could take from her mother. Maybe her lovely bird calls.
As she trotted along the pathway she saw a mare with an ice blue pelt. It was so lovely that Lovelee found her self moving in that direction. The mare had a curly main like her mother, and it was a shade that was like her own. Silently she approached, placing her hooves carefully.
(She grew up as I posted this. LAWLZ)
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:38 am
The rather eye-catching aqua mare stood solidly by a tree, as always by something she could easily run and hide behind. Tiny galloping hooves made noises towards her. Her heart jolted and her eyes shot open as she turned to see who it is. A...filly? Running to wards her. Amatsila panicked and slid behind the tree. What was a filly doing running towards her? Was it hurt? In trouble? Amatsila did not know how to react if the filly had trouble and needed help. Her heart raced, maybe this was a disguised kalona out to eat and get her! No no, not letting her thoughts run wild. The mare took a few deep breathes and peered from behind the tree. Filly still racing towards her. Recovering her heart beats, she sighed and moved out from behind the tree. She has met many and had slowly overcome her shyness, little by little, but she knew no matter how hard she tried to make that part of her disappear it'll always come back because it was her. Shyness was her. Looking back up at the filly, her heart quickened again and she hid behind the rather large trunk once more. It may have made her look like a fool, but as long as she was hiding. She was good.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:49 am
Lovelee's eyebrows quirked. What is this mare doing? She thought softly, as she slowed her pace and edged closer. Situations raced through her mind and she stopped on one side of the tree. All she wanted was to tell her she was pretty. She wondered if the mare knew who her father was. He could be pretty scary if he wanted to be.
"Um, I..... miss.... your coat and mane are very pretty." Lovelee flicked her tail and dropped to her knees and laid on the soft grass by the base of the tree. She cursed her self for being tired.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:23 am
Amatsila gulped, and peered from behind the tree once more. It was a rather cute filly. And she had complimented her. Here we go. "Uh....thank you." Yes, she did not mumbles and jumble her words. That was surely a good improvement sign. Still standing behind the tree, the mare watched the fill.y She looked exhausted. "You are.....cute," she said with pinkness visible on her face. This was the first time she has met a filly. They were half her size, didnt look harmful. However who knew if maybe she was this evil demon or something. Amatsila peered out again and slowly stepped out. She sighed and looked left and right, no one around to witness that she has been eaten. She took another step closer, and shut her eyes, ready to be devoured. Nothing had happend. So maybe this whole disguising in another form thing was just for fool's like herself to believe. This filly must have thought she was nuts. The mare turned slightly more pink to her strange nature. She sat down and tried to act normal. It was best to play a role model for tiny ones is what she learnt. However, she cant even talk normally around a kid. Just because she was so shy.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:34 am
Lovelee's head tilted as she watched the mare's odd maneuvers and gestures. She had never seen anyone so careful in all of her life, except her mother with the nest. As the mare sat down Lovelee wiggled back, a little uncertain of the mare now. She couldn't tell if the mare was nervous because of her presence or someone else's. "Thank you." Lovelee's voice was soft and squeaky compared to the mare's.
"One day I want to be like you." Lovelee looked at the mare. "Well, not as nervous, but I want to be pretty just like you." Lovelee nodded. If she couldn't be fast like Dmitrria, she could at least be pretty.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 12:18 pm
Nervous? This made Amatsila wanna climb up that tree and cry. However, it was only her step-sister who can climb up a tree. She sighed, she knew she was timid and sensitive. This needs some changing, but you are who you are. She gave off a friendly smile and looked down at the filly. "Pretty huh?" she said, not much of a question. "Thank you again little one." She sighed once more and layed down. "I'm sure you will be too once you are older." Her ears stayed erect for anything coming up behind her, in case this filly was a distraction and the real deal was trying to eat her for lunch that evening. A breeze brushed her cheek, causing the pinkness to disppear. Her heart started to calm down while looking at this filly. Why? Because she was so....adorable, and innocent rather than intimidating like full grown soquilis.
The mare lifted her head and tried to stop herself from running behind a tree. Again. "I'm....I'm not nervous....just.....different," she wanted to state that outloud so in case who ever may be trying to get her would hear and stop seeing that she was not bothered. In reality, Amatsila was shivering quite a bit. Lying down did not show the shivering so much though. Why was she so scared? Perhaps the sight of somethign running towards her was not a good thing for her to encounter. "Why do you want to be....like me?" Amatsila foudn herself rather boring, her shyness came with low-confidence. Which really sucked in her world. She'd always wish she was braver or she was better in someway like others. Never satisfied with herself.
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