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 Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 2:34 pm
The song she had picked up from around the forest replayed over and over in her head.
She had a feeling that if her mother were somewhat more sane than she was now, she'd call her type of music ghastly.
But father merely ignored music and kept his stern expression.
He had always had to keep that face when she was a foal.. She was always darting away and getting into trouble.. Though not much had changed since she had grown taller.
Her father had released her to the world more often now, telling her frequently she needed to meet more Soquili.
She had scoffed, informing him she knew more than he did, but that only made him push harder and glare more.
A smile tickled her lips and she walked merrily down the little path that had made its way through the forest floor.
It meant there was a clearing around, and she was bound to run upon it soon.
She had been parusing the scenery, and giving everything the observation it deserved.
After all..She was taller now!
It did leave her feeling like she wanted to still play little games, however..She didnt feel mature,as the spunk that had been in her before, still resided there, yet she was bigger adn it made it strange.
But what she wouldnt give for a good game of hide and seek right now.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 3:29 pm
 On the ground in the clearing, Louie lay like a gray lump of hair and feathers, deep in what (for him) amounted to peaceful slumber. A soft snore issued from his lips beneath the wing that was draped over his face, protecting his eyes from the rude intrusion of sunlight, and the other wing lay tucked against his side. He was in complete dissarray, the antithesis of grace in everything from his snoring to his sprawling posture to his messily braided (and partly undone) tail.
Being this graceless took a lot of work, but it was a skill he was very proud of. Or he would be, if her were awake.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 4:55 pm
Ah finally! The sun peeked through the trees, and almost lit the way she should follow like walking on light. She smiled, and raised her head to scan the horizons.
Not a cloud was in teh sky today. Of course it was early, maybe the clouds didnt come to the sky until midday.
She never traveled to the fields much.
She merely stayed in teh darkness of the forest with her family, emerging every so often.,.More often than not lately.
Any normal Soquili would have been yawning and walking with wieghts in their hooves.. But she was peppy, happy and her newfound adulthood had seemed to open new doors.
The normally brass filly, was a normal mare. She gave an eyeroll at that.
"Not likely.." She told herself.
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Her eyes caught the grey lump almost immediantly, and it caused her to c**k her head. She could make out the shape of wings, and she could see bits of red and white..
Another Soquili? But who slept like that?
She shrugged, but almost wondered if walking in on him was a good thing..He was sleeping, snoring almost, and she didnt want to be rude.
Not today anyways..
"Hello?" She called, not loudly, but she wanted to be heard.
Oh dear god, this was going to make his first impression ofher quite predictable..The mare who walked in on him while he was sleeping, and then didnt walk away, but spoke to him..
"Great.." She muttered.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:20 pm
"Mrng." Louie was NOT amused at being woken up; he was even less amused at being woken up during what he'd expected to be a long sleep. That was why he was out here in the middle of nowhere, after all; between his nattering sisters, the last few days had been one headache after another. Throw in the inevitable squabble about how he just didn't understand conversation and had the tact of a raging bison, and you had a typical day with the three youngest Guilian kids.
All he wanted was a little bit of peace without having to deal with the unending parade of people saying what they didn't mean, asking opinions they didn't really want, and pandering for compliments that didn't really mean anything. Yay, conversation. But nooooo....obviously peace was not to be his.
Consequently, his greeting to the mare was a great deal less pleasant than it could have been. Lifting the wing that covered his face just enough to peek out at his unwanted companion, he grouched out, "In case you missed this, I WAS sleeping. If you'd go away, I MIGHT be able to get back to that. Might." With that, he dropped the wing back over his face and shifted slightly into a bit more sprawling posture, muttering under his breath about the death of late mornings.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:36 pm
She jumped a bit, in a shriek of surprise, but she quickly regained her composure, and cocked her head at the stallion.
"Well I thought you were dead!"
She said eyes wide.
He hadnt been moving..and he had been a big lump of feathers.
"You looked like you fell right from the sky..Are you okay?"
She asked, normally nowhere near this nice, but she was in a good mood..On a normal day she would have told him that being rude to show displeasure is rude in itself.
She smiled, and nosed him.
"I guess you're fine since you were sleeping and didnt fall.."
She said, feeling stupid for asking if he was okay.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:49 pm
Dead. She thought he was DEAD. Was it that hard for people to observe breathing? Or hear snoring? He KNEW he snored, he was informed of that fact all of the time when he was around his family; between those two things, he'd have thought his condition was obvious. Obviously not, though.
And obviously the direct subtle approach did not work with this mare, as her continuing presence seemed to indicate. And she was TOUCHING him, even; what was it with the mares of the world and casual contact, JEEZ?
Growling a bit, he twitched away from the offensive noce, not even bothering to lift his wing again as he replied, "I'm not, I haven't, I have no intention to, and as you seem to be doing quite well at answering your own questions, I don't think I'm needed in this conversation. Good BYE, Miss."
There. Direct and polite; his parents would be proud.
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