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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:23 am
The sun shined brightly above the beach. Those shores were calm, but the win blew softly and created a somewhat cold atmosphere. Fall was here and was starting to get colder and colder everyday. But thankfully Rosylone couldn't feel that in the water. The little seathi whinnied and dove deep down, looking for some seaweed to munch on, and bringing it back up to watch the little creatures that crawled around on land. There always seems to be something different outside, than inside. Sure there we colorful fish, or Mer's. Even other Seathi (Although this population is small ). But for a sea animal, you can't help but want to know what else is out there.
Rosylone would ask his father, but currently the older seathi was talking to someone, and he didn't want to interrupt their conversation. Perhaps he'll find a friend of his own son-- that is if he could get the nerve to talk to others. The boy shook his head and sighed as he continued watching the land in front of him
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 11:35 am
 It wasn't often that Ellial visited the beach. It was not the water or the temperature that kept him away, but the sand. The way the ground molded each step he took, it both fascinated the stallion, and worried him. All those small grains giving way beneath his weight, he often wondered if he could sink, and if he did, would he be able to get back out?
Boredom was drove him to conquer that little fear today. With Zaitus gone to handle some of his own business, Ellial had nothing better to do than pursue more knowledge. Where better to start that the area he knew least about?
With careful steps, he ventured closer to the water. Biting his lip as a chill went down his spine. Why did it seem so much colder here than else where?
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 2:27 pm
After a while he begins to get bored and then almost gives up, before his ears twitch p and his eyes widen. He sees a horse walking down towards where he is right now and he becomes excited... but then becomes nervous and floats back slowly. Is that a.. mean horse or a nice one? He couldn't be sure but he shook his head and kept to where he was so he cold talk to someone... out on land.
He cleared his throat and tried to speak up. "H-hello!"
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