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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:00 pm
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The little pink mare nosed around the seaweed that had been bought in by the tide and chewed on a leaf that didn't look like it was all covered in sand. It was tangy, chewy and salty all at the same time, and she tucked some into her cheek, chewing away as she sauntered along the beach, her hooves making a distinct noise in the still wet sand.
It seemed as though it was going to be a warmer day then of late, which was good as the weather could be viciously cold by the coast, the open water let the stiff wintery breezes straight in. It could be why Dory wasn't around..
'Or maybe she's off and away with her fellow.' she muttered to herself, around the seaweed she was still chewing on. There was a bitterness to her words that had nothing to do with the salty snack she had now swallowed, and everything to do with her own situation. She carried on moving along, veering slightly inland but still walking on sand, occasional tufts of stiff, hard grass poking up where the sand turned into earth.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:33 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:42 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:50 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:10 pm
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'I'll remind you of those words when you're annoyed with me.' Squishy replied, but graced the stallion with a smile, a rare thing for her. She swished her tail, wondering what she'd got herself into, but decided to just see how things went. Of course, if she never saw him again after today she wouldn't be surprised but for now she would try and stifle her pessimisim..well, some of it.
'If you insist on liking it, you just carry on.' her ear flicked but she didn't return his cheeky gesture, it was way to early days for her to be that laid back with him.
'Where are we going then?' she asked, ignoring the lumps thing, though it rankled as she was adventurous for such a small mare.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 1:01 pm
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