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 Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 7:16 pm
 Zhenyuli skipped over some long tufts of grass, happy to be out exploring without her sister or parents. They were all close, but she'd been with them so often, and today she got to go wherever she wanted to go awhile. She didn't feel pressured to seem tough, or playfight with her sister, or act proud and trollish. She could just explore and think.
She was happily wandering about a bit of the forest she had never been in before. Little did the filly know that she was right on the border of the clan's lands. She was still inside, but outsiders would be more common here. The filly knew none of this as she snorted at a few bugs, and growled as a little animal scampered through the brush. Looking around, she tried to pick out anything odd, honing her scouting skills for when she would patrol the borders as an adult.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 8:06 pm
Tsong flexed out his large, brown wings, letting them bask in the sun. "Ahhh... This feels nice." He continued walking between the bright sun and the cool shade from the trees, keeping his body relatively warm. The sky was a gorgeous blue with no clouds in the sky. Randomly, he'd pick up the pace a little bit and let himself glide on his wings, feeling the air against his orange coat.
He was high enough to glide in between trees. Tsong was just enjoying himself until he noticed a small blue mass moving around on the ground. He turned around and touched the ground again.
Shaking his wings a bit to relax him, he just stood a bit off from the foal, wondering what it was doing around here by itself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 8:47 pm
Zhenyuli looked up as she heard some kind of curious fluttering noise in the trees. Her eyes widened as a large brown stallion with swirly patterns landed gracefully on the forest floor and looked at her curiously, as if she was the one that seemed out of place. Then she noticed that large filmy wings were protruding from his back like a butterfly's! And...and he had antennae too! Gathering herself, Zhenyuli quickly remembered that even the most harmless looking creatures could be lethal.
"Who're ya'?" she growled at the stallion, head down and showing off her tiny, ivory tusks. This was the troll family's land, and this stranger was trespassing! It was exactly what her father Sen'jin had always told her to be wary of, because later in life she might be expected to defend the lands from other Soquili. In her mind, Zhenyuli was smirking, smug that at such a young age, she'd already be doing her father proud by interrogating a strange trespasser. Glaring at him, she took what she thought to be a few menacing steps forward, waiting for his answer.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 11:45 am
Tsong saw that it was a little blue filly with shades of magenta on her mane, tail, and coat. She had little tusks that made her... Well, he though they were supposed to be intimidating, but all he saw was a foal, oddly more rude than he'd expect..
Ignoring her greeting, sort of, he greeted her back. "What'cha doing here, pipsqueak? You're a little young to be wandering off by yourself, are you not?"
He looked around the area to see if anyone else was around. "Where's your family," he questioned her with somewhat of a perky-yet-worrisome tone. Tsong didn't really know much about kids, but he felt that they should stay with some sort of adult.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 7:48 am
Zhenyuli bristled as the stranger brushed her off and undermined her brave attempt to adventure by herself, paying little attention to her fearsome (in her mind) tusks. "Pipsqueak!? For your information, I am Zhenyuli of the troll clan. These are our lands, so I belong here," she shot back. 'What a foolish stallion, he clearly does not grasp the position he is in here,' she thought to herself smugly, believing she was the fierce captor of an arrogant menace.
Pausing, she looked the male over. "You, however, clearly do not," she replied, eyeing the wings on his back disdainfully. My family is nearby, and they know I am by myself. Any one of them could be here in an instant." Zhenyuli puffed her chest out and strutted around the other once in a circle, inspecting him, seemingly unafraid of him at all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 8:42 am
Tsong looked at her and laughed again.
"You are still very much a pipsqueak, little Zhenyuli." He couldn't help but laugh because she kept trying to ward him off for no apparent reason. He had been traveling right at the edge of the forest. One side was the forest, and one side was the open plains.
"Are you sure all these lands are your family's?" Tsong said to her with a slight smile and lowering his head so he would be face to face with her. "Or is it with just the forest or plain?" They were standing on the plain, so if he was standing on their territory, he would gladly move his venture to the forest. "I could always go into the forest if you're unhappy with me being here."
He could see that she didn't like his wings very much. "What do my wings have to do with any of this?" Tsong poked her puffed out chest lightly with his muzzle. "Stop trying to act all tough and yadayda. I'm not trying to do anything but enjoy the day!" He poked her lightly again. "Though doesn't seem like you want to."
Tsong winked and smiled a little.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 7:50 pm
Zhenyuli glared at his laughter. "Well I'll be bigger than you, someday, I bet!" she shot back, remembering how huge most of her family was. At his question, though, Zhenyuli faltered, looking around. She'd never been this far out before, and certainly never past the forest. She knew she was near her family's lands at least, but she didn't quite know which side of the borders she was on.
Regarding him, she slowly admitted, "Well, we're nearly on the lands, but... I don't actually know if where we're standing right now is part of them." She looked from side to side. "The forest is part of it, thought!" she declared assuredly.
The filly deflated as Tsong Tsong nudged her chest, a tiny smile forming, which she quickly hid. Looking at him, she turned her head to one side. "Well," she began warily, "what kind of use do those wings have? They're all flimsy and sparkly. Are they even strong enough to get you away from danger in time, or to catch up with something? They seem too...decorative," she observed with a bit of distaste.
She realized the stallion was certainly no threat, which let her relax, but Zhenyuli was loathe to give up her tough front. However, she did watch him curiously, wanting to hear his answer to her question. "You don't have to leave, if you don't want to," she mumbled reluctantly, not wanting him to think she was too nice.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 3:01 pm
Tsong let out a small smile and a laugh. It was amusing to him how this little one tried to act so tough but was so soft on the inside. He stretched his wings and flapped them a little. "They can be a little bit of a hassle when wet, but overall, they're quiet useful, especially when I'm smaller."
Right after his finishing words, he manipulated his size and changed to about the size of a butterfly and flew onto Zhenyuli's muzzle. Again, he poked her slightly with his own muzzle. "Do you think anything this size can hurt you? Also quiet useful to be small when in danger."
For a while, he fluttered around Zhenyuli's body for a little while, zipping in between the tufts of her hair, and then back in front of her eyes. He plopped in between her eyes and smiled.
He winked, and then flew off of her, changing back to the normal Soquili size. "What do you think of our wings now?"
He knew that his teasing tone would get to her again. For some reason, Tsong enjoyed messing with the little softie.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 5:37 pm
Zhenyuli gasped when the stallion suddenly changed size while he was talking to her, alleviating her confusion as to what he was talking about when he said he could get smaller. She tried to look down her muzzle to see him. "Well, no, not really. And I guess it could be. I bet you're fast now, right? Like a butterfly or a dragonfly."
Her head whipped side to side comically, watching him fly around her, although she was careful not to twitch her tail instinctually, since she didn't want to hit him and accidentally injure him. Her eyes crossed when he landed on her again. She bristled, though, as he winked and teased her, normal size again.
"They're not so great," she huffed, looking away from him snobbily. Her eyes slid back though, after a moment. "Well, they're kinda cool," she mumbled. "Oh!" she exclaimed, head jerking back to him again. "You still haven't told me who you are! Or at least your name." Her tone this time was completely curious, and she'd almost completely stopped trying to be intimidating, appearing more like the curious foal she was.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:37 pm
Tsong smiled. He's always loved the younger foals and not the adults. Foals always seemed... Nicer and more carefree than adults. Then again... Zhenyuli was kind of... not so nice when trying to 'defend' her herd's land. Again, he laughed.
"Sorry for not introducing myself, pipsqueak. Name's Tsong." He looked down at her and smiled. "Glad you're... Not fighting me off anymore? Somewhat approve of me now?"
Randomly, he turned to his little form again and dashed to Zhenyuli's tummy and tickled her a little bit, then changed back. "Wasn't me!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 7:54 pm
"Well, it's good ta mee'tcha," Zhenyuli replied with a smile and a bit of troll accent, although she rolled her eyes at his next comment. "It's my duty as one of the daughters of the clan to defend our lands. I have to always be on alert, and be prepared for anytin', so I can make my father proud!" she declared vehemently.
"But," she said as she calmed down. "I know ya wouldn't threaten our lands or family now, and ya seem nice enough now." She was confused as he changed shape, and lost sight of him for a minute. Then she whinnied as he tickled her, and looked at him with wide eyes as he resumed his normal size, shocked at his daring. Grinning devilishly, she pawed the ground like she was going to charge him. "Ya better be fast on yar feet or wings, Tsong!
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 3:06 pm
"I think your parents would be proud of you no matter what," he told her with a smile. "Parents are like that. At least... I would be if I had kids." He didn't want her desire to 'defend her lands' to land her in some sort of trouble.
After she told Tsong that she trusted him, he stuck out his tongue. "I might not be much, but I can definitely get away from you!" He couldn't fly very fast in his full form, but it would be easy for him to be small, fly a distance away without her noticing, and pop up again.
"The game should be "Catch me if you can." Tsong could feel that he was teasing her again, but he thought she was starting to get used to it now. He changed his size, flew about 10 yards away, and then went back to his normal size. Sticking out his tongue, he remembered something he wanted to ask her.
"Is there a reason to why you asked about my wings...?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 12:47 pm
Zhenyuli cocked her head to the side as she considered Tsong Tsong's words. "That would be nice," she said thoughtfully, "But it's not really how our family works. I think my momma would always be proud of me, but papa's a troll! As trolls we have a proud history ta uphold!" she said, pride coloring her features again. Then her face fell a little. "But anyone who falls short of our traditions is in danger of being seen as a disgrace."
She giggled again, though, as he stuck out his tongue like a child. Suddenly he became tiny again and flew away, seemingly disappearing. She ran in the direction he had flown, but he popped up a few feet away to her right. She grinned at his teasing, it reminding her of a foal's. She changed position, ready to run at him again, but answered his question. "Momma has big, feathery wings, like a birds. She flies all the time, and it helps her patrol our lands. I'd never seen wings like yours before."
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 1:35 pm
Tsong looked at little Zhenyuli. This little one was a troll...? She didn't look like one; he thought he was absolutely adorable. The little teeth sticking out just made her seem cuter, not vicious. Though, for some reason, he didn't want to tell the truth.
"I see it now," he said with a slight frown. "You definitely look like a troll. I didn't see how... unsightly you are until now." Tsong smiled at her. "Thanks for pointing it out!"
"Your mom has wings and you're flightless...?" He seemed kind of shocked at what Zhenyuli told her. "Isn't it kind of lonely being unable to fly with your mother? Or does she bring you around on her back sometimes."
Before Zhenyuli could even get close to him, Tsong popped into his smaller version, flew a distance again, and turned back to normal. "Are you sure you're quick enough to catch me...?"
He knew, though, that it wouldn't be safe for him to bring the little one too far away from her home, so he'd have to stop teasing Zhenyuli after a while.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 7:47 am
Zhenyuli giggled at Tsong's over-exaggeration, not minding his teasing. "Hey!" she shouted, although laughing, when he got to the end. She ran toward him pretending to be mad, and while she really was surprised he'd said that, she was used to his making fun now and was having fun.
She looked at him curiously when he talked about her momma. "Well, yeah..." she said slowly, unsure why he was shocked. "Papa doesn't have wings, bu' Momma does. Jus' like how my sister has wings, bu' I don't," she said, nodding as she thought it out. "I's not lonely!" she declared. "She's brought me wit' her a few times, bu' most o' ta time she and Ewa' go flying together, an' I train or gallop wit' Papa. T' four o' us are together alot, anyway." The blue foal shrugged, unbothered.
Suddenly, Tsong became small again and flew away. Zhenyuli watched carefully, and when she saw him pause and hover for a split-second, she guessed he was turning back, and ran in that direction. "Of course I am!" she huffed as she gained on him, charging full speed ahead.
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