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 Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 12:08 pm
Kaleb was relatively good at iceskating; though his recent growth had caused him to become, well, rather tall and thin. Thus making him more clumsy than he had been because he wasn't sure how to control his new length. So with that in mind, the lust spawn was skating near the rim, prepared to grab hold of it in case he fell.
It wasn't as crowded as it would have been in spring; the outdoor rinks were much more popular presently. There were a few people, but not enough to make the lust and liberality spawn feel uncomfortable. He briefly hoped he would make a friend as he nearly stumbled and had to catch hold of the rim.
Maybe he would. There seemed to be plenty of people his age.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 6:34 pm
"These won't fit! Why won't these skates fit Lileram?" The young girl complained, fighting with one of the skates in question. The sour expression on the girl's face didn't match her little pink coat-dress or lopsided pigtail. She was sitting on the floor, thumbless fingers clawing in frustration at the stupid ice skate that refused to fit over her pretty, pretty hooves. The pride child's eyes furrowed, focusing on the task at hand.
Akheper watched this a moment before letting out a sigh. Wordlessly, he plucked the skates up before the child's claws could scratch them up too badly. He ignored the protests of his annoyed charge, making his way back to the rental booth. Again, he acted wordlessly, handing over the skates before pointing to a pair of strap-on skate blades. He then made his way back to his charge, silently strapping the skates to her hooves. Why all the quiet? He knew better than to engage her when she was like this; he wasn't in the mood to get ranted at.
Finally; she had skates! And her skates were obviously superior to everyone else's; hers showed off her pretty hooves. Lileram made he way to the rink, using the outer wall for balance. She was sure she'd be the bestest skater ever; much better than anyone here or any of those girls on television. She's be the prettiest, gracefullest, bestest... Her skates met the ice and, in short order, her back met it too as her feet flew out from under her, leaving her sprawling.
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