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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:34 pm
It was a nice day, not a cloud in the sky, only the constant breeze flowing though the grasses. A few birds cawed form the lone tree for miles, and crickets were quick to respond. One could feel quite small in a place like this when one was alone, as Kentauros did. He didn't really mind the emptiness though, he was used to it. Still... he wouldn't mind some company.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 12:26 pm
FeaFea was scurrying around, looking for another stick to gnaw on since her last one broke. She was being a bit pick today, however, and all the sticks she found weren't good enough. They were either too hard, too soft, covered in dirt that tasted nasty, or sharp and could've stabbed her tongue.
She wasn't having much luck either. FeaFea continued picking the ground and walked right past Kentauros. Only a minute later did she realize that he was there and she rushed back to greet him.
"Hiiiii Kentauros! Haven't seen you in a while!"
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 12:38 pm
Kentauros blinked as he saw among the grass a purple namir wander by, a female he had met before who was really quite nice. He nibbled on some grass as he watched her walk off, not wanting to interrupt her in whatever she was doing. His ears perked up as she ran back and he smiled uppon her re-arrival. "Howdy FeaFea. Ain't seen you in a long time 'neither."
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 1:02 pm
FeaFea giggled a bit at his strange accent. She glanced at the ground for a second, hoping to miracolously find the perfect stick in front of her, but didn't. Oh well. She was sure that Kentauros would be more fun than a stick, like what happened last time.
"Did you do anything fun without me?" She said, taking a couple steps closer.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 1:13 pm
Kentauros shook his head as she spoke. "I ain't done nothing fun 'round 'ere in a long time. Ain't nobody talks ta me these days." He stretched a little before looking up at the sky. It really was a nice day, that he was grateful of. And it looked like he had a friend to spend it with too.
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