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 Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:07 pm
 Crisanto loved the feel of the soft petals as he brushed by them. Their sweet scents tickled his nose, making him sneeze. It was a lovely day, and Cris was going to make the most of it. He had noticed this field as he was flying above it and was immediately drawn in. Even from the height he was flying at, the scents of the flowers had filled his nostrils, compelling him to take a closer look. A myriad of color surrounded him, pinks, yellows, blues... truly a wonder of nature.
He could hear the sound of a stream trickling somewhere nearby, and made his way towards it. He leaned down to take long drink, the cool water cooling down his body.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:49 pm
 The water. Lycoris always found herself drawn to the water like a two-legger compass to the North. She could hardly understand it. She would wander about aimlessly for days at a time never crossing certain boundaries and always find herself at some river, stream or pond. Today seemed to be no exception.
She stared at the small unfamiliar stream with rather blank eyes. "It is never the same place..." She said sadly stepping towards it. It was a nice change, there were flowers here. Flowers were always wonderful for company she had found. "I wonder if it is true...what they used to say..." She made a small sound before lowering her muzzle to drink from the cool water.
Time had taken the shock out of what had happened it also numbed her to most of the world and dulled her senses. The lines of reality and her mind were blurred. The few she had encountered had helped her a bit but still she regressed. Some things were just better erased completely but even though she tried. Even though forgetting the past would be beneficial she was unable to do anything but ignore the present.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:58 pm
Thirst quenched, Crisanto lifted his head from the stream and smiled for no reason in particular. He breathed in deeply, never tiring of the sweet scents. Exhaling slowly, he realized there was another scent to the air than just the flowers; something that smelled similar, but also had the unique scent of Soquili.
Looking around more carefulle, he spotted a mare not too far down the stream, taking a drink. She was a brilliant shade of pink, and he wondered how he hadn't noticed her right off. Being ever friendly, he started picking his way through the flowers towards her to say hello.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 4:11 pm
After the dry feeling in her throat faded she lifted her head from the water. She found herself staring at the surface of the water. As it rushed past it looked almost like it was taking the colors of the world with it. "My colors as well..." She said softly looking at her very blurred face.
Her ear twitched hearing something approaching. She tried to use the water to her advantage, to catch some glimpse of this creature whatever it was but saw nothing. Slowly she lifted her head to see who was heading her way. She found herself staring in disbelief.
"Another one..." She said nothing the butterfly wings. This would be the second she had encountered. This on had different wings but she didn't think to worry. Flutters were supposedly safe according to the one she had met. Kalona and Skinwalkers were the only ones she really should worry about correct? So why did she feel herself beginning to panic?
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 4:17 pm
Seeing that she had noticed him, he grinned at her. "Hello there!" He said, pausing where he was. She hadn't looked at him in a very friendly way, and he had learned that not everyone was as enthusiastic about meeting people as he was. "I'm Crisanto. She looked like a delicate flower, now that he was able to take a closer look. He saw the worry in her eyes, and wondered what could have caused it.
He looked around for some source of a threat, but he saw nothing. "Is someone bothering you miss?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 4:35 pm
"Hello." She responded with a polite bow of her head. She fell into silence shortly after that. A male. She stared at him quietly finding her voice was rather stuck in her throat. It explained the bad feeling she had.
No more stallions.
She turned away quickly and ran. He was different, yes, but they were all the same. So what if he had wings, a different coat and a different name. It hardly mattered. It would end the same way she just knew it and there was really nowhere left to run. There was plenty of ground to cover but nowhere to go.
She began to slow down until she stopped. "Nowhere...there is nowhere to go..." She said staring up at the sky. She couldn't understand why she left and at the same time she knew perfectly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 11:45 am
Crisanto was quite taken aback when this new Soquili he met just started running off. Wondering if there was something he couldn't see chasing her, he took to the air to make sure she was alright. Spotting her not to far off in the distance, he started to fly in that direction.
When the mare stopped, he called down to her, "Is someone chasing you miss?" He had scanned the area while he was in the air, but just like before, he had spotted nothing. If he didn't know any better, he might think she was running from him!
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 12:26 pm
Her muscles tensed hearing the stallions voice coming from above her. She did not turn to look at him. It was one thing she was not yet used to, seeing her fellow horses in the air. It was rather, bizarre as was the stallion's question, at least to her.
No, not a thing was chasing her, unless of course she were to count him. It seemed to her that it was more of 'following' rather then chasing though so she said nothing. In fact she considered never saying anything to him again. She didn't imagine she could be any ruder to him. After all she had just run off with no explanation, there couldn't be anything worse then that really.
Letting out a soft sigh she shook her head 'no' as a response. She still did not turn and made no sound aside from her breathing. She wouldn't run anymore, she had nowhere to go, but she had no real intention of speaking with him. It was just too soon. Far too soon.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 2:29 pm
Cris's head drooped a bit at the mare's response. Nothing was chasing her, and it seemed as though she wanted to be alone. Realizing that he must have been disturbing her, he thought to just leave her alone. He smiled sadly, wondering what could have this mare feeling so down, and if there was any way for him to help.
"Glad to hear you're alright then miss. Maybe we'll meet again some day under better circumstances."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:59 am
She turned her head slightly to look at the stallion. He seemed rather put out. She hardly blamed him. She had run for no explained reason and now would not speak. Truthfully she felt bad for him, it was not his fault that he was born male but she had no intention of apologizing or explaining.
Manners be damned right now. She was not one of those prim and proper horses everyone had wanted her to be, not all the time at least. She knew when to hold her tongue and when to use it. Right now she would hold her tongue despite it being a time when she would have been told to speak.
"Perhaps..."She said softly, her voice just above a whisper. Alright she would mostly hold her tongue.
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 12:02 pm
Crisanto's sensitive ears picked up a slight noise that came from the mare. Ever hopeful, instead of leaving, he glided a little closer to her and landed. He was a good 20 feet away from her, hoping to give her enough space.
"If you'd like me to let you alone miss, I can leave." He said. He hoped she wouldn't send him away, but if that was her wish then he would obey.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 3:23 pm
Her ear twitched at the sound of his voice. He was asking her? She imagined he was doing it to be polite despite her rude behaviors towards him. She would have looked at this fondly only a few months ago. Now she saw it with cold indifference.
She tossed her head slightly and then shook it in a way to both send a yes and a no signal. She did not really want him to stay. She didn't want to deal with him or anything that reminded her of...her past at the moment. Really she didn't want to deal with it ever. Saying this would lead to either a question answer session that she had no desire to participate in or would end with her being rather disrespectful and likely upsetting him.
Hurting anyone was not what she wanted. She took no pleasure at all in it. Her silence could be sharp, but not as sharp as her tongue.
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