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 Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:16 am
 Snow. Damn it, I hate the snow!
The thought had become a chant for the dark stallion as he trudged his way through the deep snow. Why had he left his shelter to walk through this crap? For ladies? Were the worth suffering through the cold and the annoying frozen clumps forming in the fur on his legs?
Right now, he really didn't think so.
Lifting a leg from the snow's depths, he glared at the frozen clumps with his acidic gaze. As if hoping the heated gaze could melt away the stubborn clumps. Growling in frustration, he shook the leg, hoping to just shake off the snow. But the plan backfired. Instead, it seemed they got more entangled.
With a loud groan, he dropped the leg back into the snow. Should he just turn back? He wanted to, but if he did so, then this venture really would be for nothing.
Sheer stubbornness urged the stallion on she he stepped forward.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:30 am
 A soft brown mare sat underneath a giant tree that was covered by snow, the area surrounding her seemed to be cleaned from the white cold ice , but just enough so that it doesn't touch her. The thick locks of her tail curled inwards so as to not touch the wet, and her hair splayed over the mare's body. 'The snow is beautiful, cold... wet... but absolutely so.'
She kept laying there and smiles down at the white that surrounded her, before sighing softly to herself and looking up into the bright sky covered in clouds. 'I need to find shelter before my hair is ruined by this. But I don't feel like touching the snow with my hooves... such a dilemma I'm in. What to do...'
Lait ponders this lazily as the clouds drifted in the sky before her.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:42 am
Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold! Cold!!!
Hermes shook his head as his inner chant took a change. He wanted to bellow his discomfort to the heavens, but he kept himself in check. It would ruin his studly image if he were to be caught doing such a ridiculous act.
Blowing on a stubborn bright green lock that hung in front of his eye, it just swung back in front of his eye. He repeated the same action several times, only to have the same result. This did not seem to be his day.
He became so caught up in the action that he failed to notice the tree that lay in his path, or the mare taking residence under it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 11:21 am
She stared up the sky a while longer.. before she notices a black and green stallion working near her and she smiles softly. She gets up onto her hooves when noticing how it looked as if he wasn't paying attention to his surroundings.. and is now pondering something as she pads onto the cold snow. Lait shivers softly from the cold before quietly moving out of his eye sight to watch him walk by.
She had picked her tail up to avoid it trailing onto the ground, but failing horribly she gives p after a while and focuses all attention upon him..
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:14 pm
Acidic green eyes widened, his steps halting just in time avoid colliding with the barked trunk that lay before him. Just a couple of steps more and he would've found himself colliding with this very trunk. That would've been embarrassing.
Snorting out of amusement at himself, Hermes moved to step around the tree. His gaze instantly drawn to the brown mare.
...!!
Alarm bells rang within his mind as heat began to rise up his neck and to his cheek. A mare. A lovely mare. And she saw it all!!
...Crap!
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:43 pm
Lait lets out a chuckle as she moves into view of the stallion and tilts her head. The locks f her shifting softly as she does so.. and she smiles softly.
"Are you quite alright Mister? You looked as if you were about to trot into that poor tree. And then get snow all over the both of us!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:53 pm
Mister?
Hermes couldn't stop his nose from crinkling in distaste at the formality. It made him sound so... old! With a quick shake of his head, his mane was tossed and fro before settling around his face as his lips pulled back into what he considered to be his roguish smile.
"Please, call me Hermes." He glanced to the tree, and then proceeded to try and regain some dignity. Bowing his head in greeting. "And I am touched to have the concern of someone as lovely as you, but I assure you, I am quite alright."
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 3:54 pm
She chuckles softly again and pads over to him slowly, allowing her tail to drag alone the dry ground, but making sure it stays away from the snow completely.
"I appreciate the flattery, Hermes... my name is Cafe Au Lait, but you may call me Lait. Are you sure you are alright? You looked as if you were distracted by something~" She smiles sweetly and tilts her head. "Thinking about a love, perhaps? Or just the weather."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 11:35 am
"Perhaps it was your beauty that distracted me?" he ended the statement with a flirtatious wink. Oh yeah, he was in game mode. Stumbling upon this beauty made all of the pain and irritation worth it. It felt like forever since he'd had someone suitable to flirt with.
And a plus, she seemed quite open to his attentions.
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you out here all on your lonesome?" Hermes gestured at the snow covered area. "This isn't exactly the kind of weather to be standing around in."
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 7:12 pm
Her brows raise from this and a soft chuckle escapes her throat. He was quite a gentle man, the last time she heard a comment like that was a few years back. Not too many stallions complimented her like that. "Really? well even if it wasn't... I appreciate that comment you gave me. You too look quite distracting~ "
But now she placed her attention upon the snow and smiled down at it, then back up at the cold and sharp ... bright sky. "No, it's not but somehow I ended up traveling here..." She places her gaze back at him, the smile still there. "Normally I don't stay in wet areas like this, it causes my hair to become hard to manage... but the sight is just too much not to stay by and look at. Don't you agree?"
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