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 Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 3:18 pm
 A purple striped mare with braids and feathers in her hair was occupied with studying the hues and designs of countless flowers that sprinkled this lovely open field. "You are so beautiful! So gorgeous," Maisie leaned down and nuzzled the sweet smelling flowers, inhaling the intoxicating scent. She wanted one delicately placed in her hair but she wasn't sure of how she could exactly do that herself. It would be so much easier if she had somebody to help position it neatly behind her ear. She sighed at the realization of her loneliness and her legs gave out beneath her, allowing her to flop onto the grass lazily. If only she had more acquaintances then she wouldn't be so lonesome so much.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 1:14 pm
Tarala pranced around the gigantic flower garden she had managed to wander her way into. It was absolutely beautiful! Luckily, the sun was bright, but the day was not hot; she would not have to worry about staying in the shade to keep her black stripes from making her overheat.
Walking around,every so often, she'd stick her head into a patch of flowers, taking a big whiff of slight scent of the flowers, and then wandered to another patch to take a whiff there. She loved the smell of flowers as long as there were no bees around it. If she saw a bee, Tarala would walk away, slightly disheartened, but would come back when the bee gave it up.
"Heaven..." she said softly with a small sigh.
Tarala kept wandering and wandering, not noticing that she was approaching another Soquili.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 8:50 am
The darkly colored Soquili wandered around a bit more, inspecting flower after flower until her bright yellow eyes, which seemed to stick out from her duller colors, were staring at a gigantic looking bumble bee. She squeaked from the initial shock and jumped back a step or two before coming to realize it wasn't a bee at all. It was just a little cutie colored similarly to a bee. "Oh thank goodness..." she sighed with relief and a smug little smile on her face, embarrassed about her assumption.
Maisie took a few dainty little steps towards the little bee like girl before lowering her head down so that she could hopefully appear less enormous compared to the midget. "Excuse me. Hi, I'm Maisie and I noticed we were both enjoying the pretty pretty flowers," She swallowed a bit hard from the nervousness in her stomach. Usually she didn't go around interacting with others silly nilly but she figured that if she didn't do it occasionally she would have no friends what so ever. "Perhaps we could enjoy them.... together?" She smiled brightly at the girl, hoping to hear a name and possibly an agreement.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 11:26 am
Tarala had already moved far enough away from the bee for her not to be afraid - for the time being, anyways. She hadn't noticed, however, that someone had approached her. A Cerynei, to be exact.
She knew that the mare was talking to her, but Tarala kept gazing up at the purples that seemed to glow and was, well... mesmerized.
When she finally snapped out of it. Her eyes widened. "H-hi!" She managed to say a little too loudly. Tarala was taken back a little bit by how she was acting.
"S-sorry, miss." Tarala smiled, not really understand what was going on, or what she was supposed to do...
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:42 am
What did the little darling have to be sorry for? All the at the Cerynei did was introduce herself and ask if they could possibly spend time together instead of separately in this field. "There's no need for apologies. You didn't do anything wrong, sweetie." She knelt down slowly until she was laying down on her belly, finally more eye level with the tiny female. She seemed a little on the ditsy side of things but that was all the more appealing to Maisie.
All the while Tarala was eying her illuminate stripes with a hypnotic stare. "Heh, do you like them? They're okay..." she nuzzled at some of her own stripes, trying to clean her coat from any dust or dust that had settled on her. "They're nothing compared to your markings though. From the distance I expected you to be a new monstrous sort of bumble bee." She gave a small giggle, hoping not to offend the dear little girl.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 11:58 am
Tarala looked into the eyes of the mare. It was her first time looking at someone bigger than her eye to eye. When the mare mentioned that she thought she was a monstrous bee, a shiver went down her spine. "Bees............................. THEY'RE EVIL."
It appeared that Tarala was near tears. Even though she looked like one, her deadly fear of them still existed. Tarala started to pout. "The only reason why I like bees is maybe these wings.." She flapped her little yellow wings a little bit. "They keep me cool when I'm enjoying the flowers..."
Clearly, she was distracted again, and not thinking about bees or the mare in front of her. All Tarala was thinking about was well... Flowers.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 9:59 am
Maisie was taken aback by the bold statement of bees being something of wickedness and yanked her head back slightly, as if jolted. "Oh, don't speech so harshly about them. A bee is no more dangerous than any other insect." She offered up a reassuring smile but it seemed like this girl wasn't going to be having any of her persuasion. Once a bee hater always a bee hater.
When the youthful female fluttered her little bee wings she eyed them closely before giving the softest little chuckle. "How adorable," she commented sweetly before eying the stubby little wings. "Hm.... off the ground? You mean for like a short hover right? They look to small to carry you to far- Oh! Not that you're heavy or anything! I... I didn't mean like that. You're very sleek. Mhm..." she tried to fix her mistake quickly. Seeing as how the girl was distracted maybe she didn't hear Maisie's panic.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 4:31 pm
Tarala's eyes were wide while the mare was telling her bees were not bad compared to other insects. For Tarala, any insect that didn't fly was okay with her. She noticed a little ant on the ground and pointed to it with her nose. "Ants are nice," she said and then frowned. "Bee's hurt. Me especially because they think I am one..."
She continued to flap her wings a little bit, but she had to admit that they were unable to get her off the ground. "I can use them as a fan, but not really as something to fly with." Tarala's frown deepened, but she didn't notice the mare calling her fat.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 9:59 am
The softer spoken female darted her e yes down to the ground and began to scan for whatever it was Tarala was gesturing at. Finally her yellow eyes narrowed in on a tiny ant. "Oh? I don't care for ants all that much..." she said in an uneasy voice, trying to avoid a flashback of her mother's corpse being decayed by bugs. It surely ruined her whole outlook on bugs like that for good reasons. She shook her head and focused back on Tarala. "I'm so sorry that they hurt you. That's not fair." The larger female leaned in and gave Tarala a gentle nuzzle before looking around for bees but there weren't any in this field. Probably not enough flowers for them to feast upon.
Maisie nodded, "Yeah... I uh... I guess that's one they're they're good for. You must be the girl to go to on hot days like this. Hehe, I'm sure many others consider your wings a gift." She looked at her own back and sighed, "I wish I was capable of flying too... That would be... quite an experience." She shrugged her shoulders and laid down completely in the grass now, staring at Tarala. "I'm so sorry if this sounds particularly rude ... but.... how come you're so tiny? I've never seen a girl as mature yet small as you are." She didn't mean it to sound mean but targeting somebody's height was sometimes considered insult.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 4:01 pm
Tarala pouted at the mare. "Ants are a lot cooler than bees! They can carry thousands times their weight! I think they're amazing!" In all honestly, Tarala loved bugs, just not those that flew in the air. She was quick to react and to mistake them for bees.
She was very happy with the nuzzle she received from Maisie and nuzzled her back. "Oh yeah." Tarala laughed a little bit. "I think I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Tarala. It's nice to meet you... Maisie? I think..."
Her ears perked up as she mentioned wings and her family. "They're not the best when you can't really do much with them." Tarala fluttered her wings a little bit and then suddenly stopped, thinking about her family. "As for family... I don't really know them? I'm pretty sure I have some, but not that i know of." She smiled.
"I don't think I ever noticed how small I was...?" Tarala, the little scatterbrained, kept meeting people, but she never noticed that they were larger than herself. Maybe she just forgot? "Am I really that small?"
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