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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 10:06 am
 It was not wanderlust that prompted Kree to venture beyond the proximity of her herd. Well, it was partly wanderlust, but it was mostly curiosity about the sort of soquilis that roamed the plains and fields. Obviously she wasn't educated on the dangers of being out and about on her own given her young age. But she reasoned that Isiah had done so when he was a colt. All it took was a simple accusation that he was looking down on her for being female to make the stallion grudgingly grant her freedom to explore on her lonesome.
Granted Kredoe didn't intend on being alone for too long. Her objective was to seek and encounter a fairly large number of soquilis. She can't help it that she likes meeting new faces.
So here she was in the plains, peering into the distance in search for any unfamiliar figure.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 10:35 am
 Istas had snuck out yet again. When, when would Liberty see that Forte wasn't able to watch her, while pregnant? She snickered some as she ran off to her freedom and went a little further then usual to the plains area. She had been told not to go there alone, because some of the other breeds might be out there. Kalulu.. or something Istas tried to remember as she walked.
Her auburn eyes reached another filly in the plain, and she got excited. she hasn't met another other filly's before. She clopped her way over to introduce herself. "Hey!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 10:43 am
Kredoe's ears twitched at the sound of approaching hooves, russet eyes taking in the sight of the pale filly headed her way. Her tail flicks back and forth in delight and meets the other female half-way.
Flashing a toothy grin at the greeting, Kredoe responds in her most affectionate of tones "Heya. You here exploring?"
She cants her head and motions to their surroundings, hooves pawing idly at the grassy ground.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 10:41 am
Istas stopped and followed the cantered head. "Yeah for the most part, I've never gone this far before." She laughed a little. But as she looked at the other foal, she noticed her teeth. She hadn't met to many others yet, so the idea of someone being different hadn't occurred. "How bout you?" She asked, it was the polite thing to do. Her eats twitching forward, she seemed pleasant enough.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 8:40 am
The corners of Kree's eyes crinkle as she smiles, "Yup!" she responds with the kind of enthusiasm only the youths were capable of having. Though she does not state what it is exactly she's out here to discover. "Your pop lets you explore on your own too?"
Isiah isn't really her father, she doesn't consider him to be one, but she knows how much he hates being referred as such. Which is why she just loves to point it out to anyone and everyone. Her tail flicks fore and aft in delight at the thought of the irate stallion.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:18 am
"Ha, papa would would have a heart attack if he knew I was out here, and Da... I don't think he's approve much either..." She blinked wondeing if Roma would would... She didn't know him as well as Liberty, but even then Liberty was much more easily read. "I'm hoping to find some new things, I'd like to bring home a few little treasures to surprise moma with. " She nodded, wondering if this other girl did things like that. When the new foals came, she wanted them to have things to play with.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 9:51 am
Kredoe brightened considerably, a kindred spirit perhaps? "Ain't much out here," Kree gestured with a flick of her ears, "Nothing but rocks and dirt."
She kicks at the ground with a front hoof, loosening the soil as if to prove her point. "The name's Kredoe, but y'can call me Kree. You got something I can call you?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:29 pm
"Awweh really?" Istas looked around and had to admit she was right. She wasn't happy about that at all but near the river maybe? "Kree~" She repeated to make sure she had it right. "You can call me Istas!" She chirped. "It means something about snow... I think" She tilted her head trying to remember and then just shrugged it off. "Want to go and look over by the water?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 7:40 am
Kredoe's head bobs in a chuckle, "Istas, eh? Y'know your name sounds kinda like my pop's. But y'don't look nothing like him."
Chocolate eyes make a careful observation of the pale-coated filly with interesting markings. "Snow? Sorry, ain't heard of that before. What is it?" And indeed Kredoe has yet to encounter the frozen water that drifts down during the cold winter months, having emerged from her basket in the middle of Summer.
She turns towards the direction of the river, shoulders making the equine equivalent of a shrug, "Sure, we could look over there."
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 8:43 am
"Really?" She turned a bit. "Snow,I have no idea, but thats what mama Forte says... Its something white. " She shrugged and then moved forward toward the river. "I hope there's something interesting.. doesn't seem like to many others come around here. " She pranced around Kree in excitement. "Maybe we can find something shiny." She giggled a bit.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 1:34 am
Kree returns the giggle, the jagged-toothed filly has certainly found herself someone interesting. "Mebbe snow's like a cloud? Those things are white." she offers before glancing up at the sky, "But not at night though."
Kredoe's movements are less energetic when compared to Istas', but she keeps up with the other filly as they head towards the river. "Pop doesn't like the river much, says he got stuck in one when he was a colt." she explained. "If y'wanna see something shiny, y'should see my pop's front legs! They're really shiny."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 8:21 am
"Clouds... I wonder." She looked up stopping and then looking over to her. "Who's your pop?" She asked, curious. He had shiny legs? That seemed kind of strange." Wiggled her butt a little, she peered onto the shore line. "He got stuck? that must have been really scary... I get to play in the river near our teepee, but its not strong or all that deep."
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 8:12 am
Kree snickers at her own personal joke, "The others call him Isiah, I just call him pop. Dunno if having shiny legs is strange, maybe it is 'cuz he's the only one in the herd with shiny legs."
The filly lets out an amused whinny, "Yeah! He got stuck in the river 'cuz his front legs were too heavy for the muck." she found this something to chuckle about than be concerned. After all, he didn't drown and Ydda had told her she knew of the river and it barely reaches past one's ankles in depth. "'Sides, he got out okay thanks to this filly he met. I forget her name since I've never seen her." she shrugs.
Her chocolate eyes glitter in mischief before suddenly jumping into the river, caution be damned. She lands with a loud splash and a chilled whicker as the cold water reaches her knees.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 8:45 am
Istas took note of the named, but was sure she would forget. She looks over at her and then nodded some "Well thats good, but I would still hate to get stuck and be stuck there for a while." She nodded a few times thinking of herself getting stuck in the mud and then being left there for days. "Well I think that might be a little normal, to not remember names." She tilted her head and then watched her jump in. It looked cold, and she was sure if she wanted to follow suit." She slide down the side and let her hooves go into the water. "Do you know where the clams are?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:13 am
"Why? Mud gets y'messy but ain't gonna hurt you or nothing." Kree asked, keenly watching Istas' rather demure entry into the water. She shivered in the chilly water and half-trotted towards the other filly in an attempt to warm herself. Of course she made unnecessarily large movements and was splashing about.
"Normal ain't fun if y'ask me." She grins, "And what're clams?" there were so many things this other filly knew that she didn't. It was somewhat unnerving for Kredoe.
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