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 Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 10:38 am
Brioso panted as she went against the current of the river; it wasn't really a fast flowing river, but she had been going against its currents for a while now. Becoming a heroine was no easy task! Squeezing her eyes shut, the filly gave a loud battle-cry of sorts and kept going forward, her tail flicking under the water as she refused to give up.
"Just a little more... And I would have improved from yesterday..."
A tree with its branches over the river was where she stopped yesterday; she was determined to go beyond that today, and beat her own record. Letting out another loud cry, she pushed herself over the 'mark' and quickly out out of the water, leaning against the tree for support. Her legs felt weak, and her lungs felt like they were going to burst, but she felt proud and happy.
She had done it!
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 6:14 am
 Pilgrim was seen grazing in a meadow next to the river. His ears flickered when he thought he had heard something. He shook his head, thinking it was his imagination.
Then he heard a cry, he froze in his tracks. "...W.. What was that?!" He rushed to the river and sees a foal in the rushing water. He flattened his ears. "Hey, Filly! Are you alright?" He watched her get out of the water and moves towards her. He sniffed at her while flickering her tail. "..... Are you alright?" He was concerned about her like he always did with the females in his herd, having grown close to them.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:10 am
Brioso was still panting from her exercise; her body felt like it was made of jelly, and if not for the tree, she would be stumped over in a heap on the ground now. Hearing the voice of a stallion, the filly used her remaining energy to life up her head, giving a nod as she smiled, her voice soft but still audible, "Oh... Hey... Yeah, I'm... Fine... Thanks..."
Her panting slowly subsided, her breathing going back to normal. She felt a little embarrassed; she was supposed to be the heroine, yet here she was, panting and feeling weak in front of a stranger! Taking in a deep, sharp breath, Brioso pushed against the tree with her body, stumbling a little to her front before stopping.
Then, she slowly turned around to face the older male, "I'm fine, just a little... Uh, I meant, just resting for a bit in the middle of training."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:20 am
Pilgrim tilts his head and chuckled softly. "And what are you training to be, little filly? You shouldn't be training for anything.. You are just a foal.. You should be out there, having a time of your life. Not risking your life in that river." He sighed gently as he watched her, moving towards her. He stood by her, making sure that she wouldn't fall or pass out.
"I am Pilgrim.. I do know a thing or two about training but you must take it easy.. That river is no easy task.. Start out in baby steps so to speak, little filly.. I'll help you but only if you promise me that you will have fun as well.. "
He offered her a smile while burring. "Why don't we find a nice patch of grass and rest.. we could munch on some clovers if you desire, little one."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:31 am
Brioso blinked at the stallion, looking slightly taken aback at the way he was behaving towards her. Although he addressed her as "little one", she didn't feel like a foal talking to him. Slowly, her dazed look changed into a proud grin, and she stuck out her chest happily, "I am Brioso, and I am training to be a great heroine!" She nodded, more to herself than the male in front of her, "And I find training to be fun! I enjoy every bit of it, and I feel proud when I complete my routines."
She paused for a moment to catch her breath, then, she tilted her head to the side, "Are you like... A teacher, mister Pilgrim?" She asked, peering curiously at the stallion. Then, she broke into a smile as she nodded again, "I'll promise you... I am a little hungry, and training alone is not as fun anyway."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:11 am
Pilgrim nodded gently with a smile, looking down at her. "You could say that I am one, Brioso. I will help you become strong and wise just like me." He led her to a place where he knew that they would have clovers. "Come, little filly.." He chuckled softly as he watched her. "Training can be fun.. but only if you have someone that you truly trust with your heart, little one.. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun.. I think it would pay to have a teacher or a best friend to train with... What do you say to that?"
He bent his head down with a small smile before starting to munch on the clovers. "Come.. Dive in! They are fresh..They just appeared today."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:54 pm
She wasn't normally this trusting, especially with stranger-adults that appear seemingly out of nowhere - however, Pilgrim didn't seem so bad. In fact, if he becomes her teacher, she has a feeling she might enjoy herself more. Smiling to herself, the filly trotted after the older male, tail swishing like a metronome behind her.
"Thank you, mister Pilgrim," Brioso nodded eagerly as she too, bent down to bite on the clovers. A look of satisfaction crossed her face briefly - although she did take her meals, the training seemed to take all the energy away, and she was always feeling hungry. Looking up slightly, she swallowed the clovers before giving a grin - something she wants to make her trademark 'heroine' smile eventually.
"Should I call you teacher now?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:36 am
Pilgrim looks towards the filly with a smile. "You can call me whatever you like. May I call you Brio?" He flicks his tail as he burred slightly, watching her.
He moved to eat some more of the clovers. "The clovers will help you become stronger. They also help you with your sight." He looked towards her with a burring smile once he had swallowed his bite. "Lets see.. What do you want to do now?"
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 7:32 am
The filly nodded at the question and flashed a smile; she was fine with nicknames as long as they won't for insulting her... Or her family and friends. Closing her eyes as she chewed on the clovers, Brioso mused over how she should address this adult - teacher seemed too formal, and master seemed too far-fetched... She frowned, swallowing before opening her eyes with a grin.
"I know! How about Mister Pilgrim?" She exclaimed, almost excitedly. At his next question, however, she frowned again; although she was pretty full now, she didn't feel like doing any physical training. She shook her head in reply, her frown deepening as she spoke, "I'm not sure... Do you have anything in mind for me?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 5:41 am
Pilgrim looks towards the filly and smiled. "I don't think we should do any more training for the day. How about some fun, hmm?" He flicks his tail slightly while looking around.
"It is a gorgeous day.. Fillies like you should try to enjoy them while you are young, little one. All training and no fun.. isn't good for you." He moved towards her and chuckles, gets in a playful stance. "Want to play tag?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 5:53 am
The filly pouted a little and was about to protest when she sighed; it might be good to take a break from training... And this aged stallion seems to know what he is doing, so who is she to question him? She gave a small smile followed by a rather hesitant nod, "I guess some fun will be a nice change."
At his comment, the filly nodded again; it was true - all training and no fun is boring. However, she did find training fun; the exercise never fails to wake her up and energize her.
"Tag?" She echoed, blinking at Pilgrim with wide eyes. Musing over it, Brioso decided that the game of tag is a form of exercise too, and gave a wide grin, "Sure!"
She leaned in, tapping her new friend on his belly with her muzzle before galloping away in the other direction. While running, she chuckled and yelled, "You're it!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 8:05 am
Pilgrim laughed as he takes off after her. "Oh, really? I am it? So you do know the game!" He grins as he kept his speed down to where it looks like he was trying to catch up to her. "I am gonna get you, Brio!"
He knew that it would help her get faster in her running but still let her have fun at the same time. "Hmm.. Lets see if I can catch you, hmm?" He grunts playfully as he pretends to try to run faster, getting alittle closer to her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 9:43 pm
Brioso knew, or rather, guessed that the stallion had slowed down for her in this little game of tag, but that didn't stop her from galloping away at full speed - in fact, in only made her more determined not to be caught so quickly. She giggled out loud, mane and tail flying as she ran away from Pilgrim, her head lowered slightly to go faster.
"No you can't, teacher Pilgrim!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 9:27 am
Pilgrim watched in shock as he watched the little filly get even faster. He narrowed his eyes playfully and took off after her in full speed. "I am gonna get you, Brio!" He was about an inch away from her side, trying to n** slightly for the tag game
"You are getting faster, Brio! I am proud of you!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:31 pm
Brioso tried to go even faster to avoid being tagged by Pilgrim, but realized that she was at her limits. Throwing a quick back glance on her new teacher and friend, the filly panted heavily as she frowned; he was awfully close. Despite the fact that the stallion had complimented her, and it made her proud too, Brioso also realized that she could be tagged any second now.
She doesn't even have the breath to reply.
Brioso took in a deep breath and sways towards her left. Her heart rate increased as she made a sharp U-turn, going in the other direction instead, hoping that it would be able to buy her some time so as to widen the gap between Pilgrim and herself.
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