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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 7:22 pm
Warlomice's small frame blended in quite nicely to the shadows of the undergrowth. His bright blue eyes nearly glowing in the shadows. His small hooves barely making a sound on the well used path that he was currently traveling.
It was cloudy, a slight rain drizzling down from the angry looking clouds. Shaking his small mane out, Warlomice continued his trek down the path. The woods on either side of the path were silent. It had been some time since he had heard the sound of a bird or another Soquili.
Despite being so young, Warlomice had a strong sense of adventure. His unfailing trust in others playing a large hand in that. To him, others could do no wrong.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 10:13 pm
Isabliss lived in the land of dreams, her every movement was calm and relaxed. Rushing would only ruin the perfect harmony that she felt. She spread her silvery grey wings and shook them, loving the feel of the rain as it slid off her wings and onto the ground. Her dark mane was soaked; water was dripping from the ends. The water that fell from the sky was not cold; actually it was warm and comforting.
There was a soft sound in the distance, barely heard over the pitter pat of the drizzle. Hoof beats on the muddy ground, who could it be? A small creature, usida perhaps. Enjoying the rain as well? The Angeni did not move, but opened one silver eye to look down the well worn path.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:52 am
Warlomice traveled around the bend and froze. Standing stock still, he stared up the path. Another Soquili was standing in the middle of the now muddy path. Though warlomice had never seen anotehr one like her before. She had wings. Having only encountered the occasional normal Soquili, he did not know they could possess wings like a bird.
Allowing a small smile to cross his face, Warlomice continued onward. His bright blue eyes shining with curiosity and a hint of envy. Oh how he wished he could have wings. Continuing forward, it was not long before he reached the stretch of path in front of the winged female. Craning his neck to look up at her, Warlomice smiled once more.
"Hullo" His voice was soft and delicate, almost like a lullaby on the wind.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 12:18 pm
Isabliss waited and watched as the young Usida came toward her, his eyes were bright with curiosity. She smiled and opened the other eye. He was small, and his dark coat blended in well with the trees behind him. He had white legs and mane, an orange tail and orange hints on the legs. The most striking was his eyes, they were the color of sapphire and they seemed to glow in the darkness of the day. He stopped in front of her, his big blue eyes looking up at her.
“Hello little one,” her voice was low, louder than a whisper, a sweet song of melody, “What brings you to the forest on a day like this? Enjoying the rain too? As it falls, it washes away all your worries, and brings in peace.” The mare’s eyes closed again as she soaked up the feeling of the rain on her back.
“Oh, I have forgotten my manners, for I have not encountered another Soquili in a long while. But that is no excuse. Others call me Isabliss.” Her grey eyes looked down at the young foal; they were sparkling with kindness and interest.
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