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 Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 10:12 am
 Feya fluttered around as usual. She had nothing better to do ever since she parted with her first friend outside of her little herd. Mesa was a fine stallion and she had fun but she couldn't bother him forever and she too wanted to explore on her own.
Seasons were changing and it was late fall already. Lack of flowers made her sad for she missed they're rainbow colors and sweet smells. Occupied with her thoughts and dreaming of spring she landed softly near river to quince her thirst forgetting the most important thing of living in the wild all alone 'Always make sure there are no predators around!'.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 11:17 am
The seasons were quickly changing and it irked Arcadia. She enjoyed spring and fall but Winter she did not. She would have to find somewhere to hide and stick out the winter without dying. That wouldn't work if she did. Dying was not on her agenda today so she would figure out something before then hopefully. The mare shook her head, her hair sliding over her shoulders and the small stars catching the light, sending a sparkle. Her walk was graceful because her mother said never drag your feet. Look as if you were floating. So that was what she did. She floated on air in a sense. The best she could anyways.
Her dark eyes peered around the land until she spotted a bright figure. A mare it seemed since she was smaller in statue and the colors was more feminine then anything. Well...she had seen some pink males and she couldn't help but snickering to herself. She sighed lightly and moved up to the water herself and lend her head down and sipped some of the cool water before glancing at the mare besides her.
"Why so gloomy girly?" She cocked a eyebrow and rose her head higher the other girls. Of course she was nosy why not be. Even if the girl didn't reply at first she would reply eventually. Arcadia would be sure of that. She was not one that liked to be ignored.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 7:36 am
Feya was so occupied with her daydreaming that she didn't notice mare standing beside her until she finally spoke. Her voice scared Feya so that when she tried to do few maneuvers for running away instead of flying into air she fell. So disoriented where she was and what just happened left her with only one option. Trying and scare this unknown somebody away. So she turned her head in mare's direction and tried to make a scary face.
'' Don't come close to me or I'll... I'll... oh... I don't know what I'll do but you wont like it! ''
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 1:42 pm
At the mare's sudden movement, Arcadia stepped away, her eyes narrowing and her ears pinned back. Until she noticed the girl was trying to get away. A thin eyebrow cocked at the white female's futile try to escape. Amusing as it was, she was clumsy and for some reason, Arcadia feared she would hurt herself but she made no move to help the female. Let her scrabble to her feet and be ashamed of the way she acted. Instead, she gave Arc a weird face. Was she serious. A snicker left Arcadia's lips and she could help herself.
"You....Harm me...? Highly unlikely. Besides...look at you. Your trembling. Hardly scary." A snorted left the green mares nose and she tossed her head, the pale strands falling over her other shoulder. It was true the small mare was so scared, her flack twitched and her eyes were wide. Fear. Fear of Arc? That was understandable in a sense but she hadn't even done anything frightening. Not yet any ways.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:28 am
Feya took a better look at the mare through the hair that fell over her eyes. She was bigger than her but in no way scary at least not in a sense that she would want to eat her.
'' I am not trembling I'm trying to entangle my legs. ''
Trying to do something quickly while you are disorientated gets you no where. So Feya took a deep breath and looked what was holding her down. Finally discovering main cause of her silly position she quickly got rid of old grass that was wrapped around her back leg. When she finally stood up straight she directed all her attention to the mare and the first thing that Feya noticed was that she was really pretty.
'' You shouldn't sneak up on someone like that. I thought you were about to eat me. ''
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:17 am
At the mares reply, Arcadia cocked her head to the side and looked at her legs to see she was indeed trapped. A small smile crossed her lips but she made no move to help her. Why bother? She would get out sooner or later. Probably sooner then Arc hopped as she struggled to get the grass off of her legs and Arcadia took a step back in case the mare made a quick movement. You could never be to careful around other horses, she had learned that a long time ago. She shook head head lightly at the females words and grinned.
"I didn't mean to disturb you your highness but maybe you should be more vigilant. There are more dangerous things out here then your mind..." She grumbled lightly and moved to the water once more and took a drink out of it before rising her head back up. Her dark eyes took in the females appearance and cocked her head to the side with a huff. She looked as dangerous as a butterfly but she was pretty. Beautiful for the lack of a better term. She shook her head lightly with a chuckle.
"Poor thing...."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 2:00 am
'' Highness? I'm of no royal blood line. ''
Feya giggled. She knew there were dangers lurking all around her and that is why she trained her reflexes to be fast. Still she was clumsy and it would result with her ending up in some funny positions when it was least wanted. This was one thing still had to work on.
'' I do try to be vigilant as much as I can. ''
Feya inspected her wings to see if they got damaged. To her joy the looked perfectly fine. Now she could give all her attention to the mare. She smiled sweetly.
'' Well anyway. I'm Feya. Nice to meet you. ''
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 7:13 am
At the words the small thing spoke, Arcadia's eyes rolled and she looked at the water looking at her reflection with a small smile. My her hair was fine today. Fine as silk. She turned her head this way and that, observing herself and she chuckled at the white mares words. Vigilant? Apparently not. She nearly hurt herself just because the mare popped up besides her. Some vigilance. Her eyes stayed on her reflection before the small mares words brought her head. Freya?
"Isn't that a Goddess for the...vikings?" She cocked her head to the side, really thinking. She loved history and she loved such things as God's and Goddesses. Soon the look was gone and she looked at the female, her dark eyes on her.
"Arcadia. Nice to meet you pixie." She shook her head lightly as she normally did and moved closer to the white mare, examining her wings from a few feet away.
"Ever broken those things?" She questioned, a bored tone in her voice. Small talk it was.
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 9:51 am
'' A goddess? I really don't know. My mother never told me who she named me after. ''
Now that she thinks she actually never heard of any viking gods. She never knew other gods exist or perhaps every land has it's own ones. All this was so exciting to Feya who was determined to fill her head with all sorts of knowledges.
'' Arcadia. What a nice name. ''
She giggled at the mares question. Of corse she never broken her wings. How could she fly if she had? They don't grow back once they are damaged unless you are lucky enough to meet an unicorn. And those encounters were rare in her homeland. She fluttered happily with her wings proud she kept them in good condition all this time.
'' Of course not. I wouldn't be able to fly if I did. And they are not so fragile as they look. ''
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 5:01 pm
Peering at the other female, she swished her tail with a bored look on her face as she racked her brain for where the name was from. Pursing her lips, Arcadia shifted away leaning down to smell the grass softly.
"It is a nice name, isn't it?" She mummered softly, once more the eyes on the female pixie.
"Are they not? Seems like they are. What is your history, pixie? Well of your kind, not you. I could careless bout all that jazz." Peering at the wings, she sniffed them lightly before gently snorting.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 5:52 am
'' Well I guess... '' Feya blinked few times.
'' History? '' Feya thought for a moment '' My mother told me stories of a small tribe that was so fascinated with this realm that it decided to spend as much time as they could to explore. Generations came and time passed and soon way back home was forgotten. But that fact didn't bother tribe too much since it's members became attached to this realm and they had they're little place in it that was hard to find for anyone except for it's members. And it was always fun watching seasons sculpture and change the landscape. ''
Feya tilted her head to one side. She could never understand why others were so interested in past. As far as her kind was concerned it only important time was present.
Feya giggled because of tingling feeling she felt while Arcadia sniffed her wings.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 11:15 am
When the small horse begun to talk, Arcadia struggled to keep up but she listened since she was truthfully interested in hearing about this strange creature. Never had to met one of these before for she had never moved to where they were most likely to be. As the female giggled, Arcadia retracted her nose and tilted her own head to the side. What Freya had said was poetic to say the least but these creatures had a distorted look on the area. "That is unique, I suppose." More unique than the story of her 'tribe' as Freya had said it. "So, you are free to wonder around this area without fear of being stomped on by a creature like me?" She questioned, with a glance at her hoove then back at the pixie.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 12:59 pm
'' Well I do admit there is a problem possibility to be stepped on by bigger creatures... but that is why we do have wings so we can get out of the way quickly enough. ''
What Feya said was true. Still there were cases of those who were not either too slow due to they're age or because they're attention was caught with something too interesting to spot upcoming danger on time. Feya shivered when she imagined how unpleasant feeling being stepped on must be.
'' There is one more thing that we can do to avoid being stepped on. We can change sizes. ''
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