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 Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 2:02 pm
 Melody had sound herself in a nice little meadow. It was the perfect size for her to teach her students about dance, and just frolic around whenever she felt like it. The sun hit at a perfect angle and there was plenty of shade to be found. There was only on problem with her peaceful little hideout, there was already someone else in it. Or at least she thought it was someone else.
She was staring at the shape, with her head slightly tilted to the side. There was a faint snoring sound coming from the lump and a small up and down motion indicating whatever it was, was indeed breathing. But, she hadn't ever seen anything like it. It was the color of different rocks, like gold, and brown. She wasn't exactly sure what she was looking at until finally she realized it had to be another soquili.
She danced forward a bit, to get a closer look at the sleeping stallion. He was certainly odd looking, and she could only think of a few other soquili's who had such weird looks as himself. A little smile sprang up on her face. She hadn't met many other's like herself so this stallion could prove to be of some fun. The only probably was how to wake him up. She thought it might be a little rude to wake someone up in the middle of a peaceful nap.
"Excuse me sir, you're asleep in the middle of my teaching area...' She spoke up, not exactly sure even that would do. After all, she'd been prancing around for quite a while until she noticed him. If her dancing, and chimes, couldn't wake him, she didn't know what could.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 4:51 pm
 Well, this certainly was a nice to continue his dream. Or at least, that had been his though, when Hocus had first found the meadow. It had been empty beyond the plant life at the time, a quiet, peaceful place where he could curl up and catch up on his missed sleep due to a few unsettling dreams. Now, a nice place like this was sure to inspire some equally nice and peaceful dreams, he was just sure of it!
So he'd settled down, curled up with his head resting on his front legs, tail curled around to curve around his nose. Like a foal would sleep, nestled down and tucked in. It was most comfortable to him, and who wants to be anything but when they sleep, hm?
And sleep he did. Deep, fruitful sleep. Good dreams galore! Making for quite the happy "little" Hocus. Especially when these strange jingling sounds entered his dream. Little balls of light, they flickered and flitted this way and that, tinkling these cute little sounds he supposed was chatter as they went. Fairies? Aw~ and look at how close they get! Not afraid of him in the slightest! So cute~!
Now, in reality, those "fairies" were the mare's bells, their "bravery" being from her own approach. Her voice didn't reach him in his slumber, but her presence wasn't so easy to ignore. Not that he was able to attribute it to another equine, at any rate.
"Twinkle twinkle, lil' fae," he smiled sleepily, curling up tighter with a lazy grin across his face. "Leaving dew drops on my face. Won't you play a game with me, twinkling so merrily~"
Not that Hocus was the best singer even when awake, but how was he to know he sung to another living being's accessories, rather than to the figments of his little dream?
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:59 am
The 'pile or rocks' didn't move, or budge, or even respond at first. Whoever this creature was, he certainly seemed to enjoy his own peace and quiet. Melody doubted anything at all could wake him. She would probably take forever to wake up as well if she had found such a peaceful play to nap the day away. Of course, she was more of a sleep-at-night-play-during-the-day type of mare. The things that came out at night could often terrify her, weird for someone who wanted to explore the world.
She had just about given up on him, when she heard a soft voice ring out. "Twinkle twinkle, lil' fae, Leaving dew drops on my face. Won't you play a game with me, twinkling so merrily~" How adorable! He could sing! And he must have been dreaming still, but why call her a fae?
She was beyond curious by now, and she giggled just a bit. The laughter sounded just like the bells that danced around with her. "Excuse me singing sleep, but this fae would like to speak with you while it's still day." She tried her best to rhyme and speak in a sweet sing-song type of voice, but she was a bit to giddy to get the words out right and she probably just sounded silly.
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