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 Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 1:29 pm
Marut wandered along, for once not running or racing, just ambling. It was quite strange, but she was too full of thoughts to race properly, she figured she might smack straight into a rock or trip badly, and then no racing ever again!
She'd met a fair few Soquili's lately, all stallions, and had made what she hoped were good friends with each and every one of them. What was occupying her thoughts was the niggling feeling that she was supposed to feel something else when she was around them.
Maybe that was just her mother's logic infiltrating her mind. Still, it was continuing to slightly niggle her. Well, maybe she would try and think of something else. By now she'd ambled her way into a large valley, and she took a look around to distract herself. It seemed empty, and quiet, and so she rolled onto the floor and wriggled her back into the grass, looking up at the sky.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 1:34 am
With a soft groan, he stretched out his long muscular legs as he woke up and glanced around. It'd been a warm night, and he'd slept in longer during the cool morning than he'd expected to. With a shake of his coat, he glanced around, it wasnt high in the afternoon yet, but it wasnt early morning any longer..He glanced around.
Thankfully no one was around to watch him be lazy it seemed.
His ivory coat gleamed with good health and grooming in the sunlight of the open meadow, the oranges, yellows, crimsons and maroons of his coat all sparkled and danced like the sun gleaming off the river.
Grass green orbs continued to look around, he still held a bit of a distance when it came to meeting others out of no where, he'd once been a flutter who spent his days with his herd, away from others. Much like a leprecon, mysterious and myths were told about..rarely seen, but ever since that fateful day his wings had been striped from him..he couldnt shake the way he had been raised and threaded lightly around others.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 7:58 am
Marut was close to dozing off now, the sun still held some warmth, despite the turning of the seasons as the close of the year grew ever nearer. She lazily flicked her tail in the grass, and wriggled at the ticklish sensation of an ant investigating one of her legs. She moved the limb into sight and peered up at the tiny creature as it ambled across her pelt, one minute seen against the white patterning, the next barely discernable against the black colouring.
She yawned, flicking the leg when it was near the ground to dislodge the ant, and rolled to one side, peering through the grass to see if anyone was approaching from that end of the Valley.
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