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 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:58 pm
 Lenore listened to the steady impact of water droplets as they fell from the melting snow in the tree tops to smack into the ground below. Winter would soon be gone, making way for spring. This both pleased, and displeased the mare.
She loved the snow. How pure it looks after a fresh snow fall. And how it sparkles under the sun light. For hours she could stand beneath her shelter and simply stare at the beauty that was snow.
However, despite loving the snow, she hated what it did to her. She hated how it cling to her fur in clumps. Or how it would freeze within her long mane. When such things happened, she felt ugly. Even if it was simply frozen water and would harmlessly melt away later.
To prevent such things from happening, Lenore found herself taking shelter under a large tree. She leaned against the massive trunk, her whiskey colored eyes gazing at the world from beneath her mask.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 9:16 pm
Something ahead of her caught her attention however. It gave a bit of color to the drab world around her.. but what was it? Head tilting aside some, she peered closer trying to figure it out. Grinning, she danced in place for a moment before setting off to see it closer. Olive green eyes seemed bright with the curiosity of most foals. The rainbow of spots on her coat clashing against the snow horribly, not that she really blended into it without them any ways.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:42 am
The sound of foot steps and squelching snow drew the attention of one of the mare's dark blue fluffy ears that rested a top her head. It turned in the direction that the noises were coming from, demanding that the mare's eyes follow suit. Ignoring the urging of her curiousity to take a gander at what could very well be approaching her, which wasn't very bright on her part, she continued to stare ahead at the melting snow.
Both ears were turned towards the sound now, the urging to look growing stronger. Whiskey colored eyes disappeared behind blue as her eyes lids dropped over them like a shutter. Such curiousity was unbecoming for a lady of her stature. Rules dictated that she must be addressed before giving another her attention.
Still...
One eye cracked open, her head shifting just enough that she could see a small form tracking through the snow from the corner of her eyes.
A youngling?
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:46 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 9:53 pm
As she drew closer, She saw the blue figure ahead of her. A mare from the looks of it and one of the cerynei kinds as well. "Hello!" She called out cheerily, stopping a bit a ways so as not to crowd the mare. Her tail gave a small flick as she waited for the other's reply. Some one new, how exciting! Her front legs danced about in place as she watched the other.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:46 pm
Having been addressed, it was only polite to fully give the foal her attention. She turned to fully give the filly her attention, a pleased smile curving her lips when she noted that the foal had kept a distance and respected her personal space. It made up for the lack of "Miss" or "Milady" in the greeting.
"Greetings youngling," spoke Lenore, her voice as soft as a breeze. Wouldn't do for her to be seen as anything less than a lady in the presence of one so young. The young learned from watching their elders, and while this could only be a one time meeting, she hoped to leave an impression
She scanned the area with her whiskey eyes, and then looked back to the filly. "Were you separated from your parents?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 5:13 pm
She gave a rather impish grin as the mention of her parents was made. "No.. I'm seeking adventure and quests.I'm a great dragon you know!" She struck a rather heroic pose. It was her game. Her little fun.. a slight mask these days when facing something new. She eyed the mask the mare wore from afar. "Beg your pardon miss, but why do you ware a mask?" This intrigued her, it was the first time she'd seen something like this. Was it stuck on the other mare? Did she have some sort of horrid disfigurement hidden under it? Her ears gave an inquisitive wiggle as she eyed the mask in wonder.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:57 am
"A dragon you say?" Beneath her mask, Lenore quirked a delicate brow. The mind of a foal seemed to be both a fascinating thing, and forever confusing. It was something that Lenore just couldn't wrap her mind around, not that she ever tried very hard. She looked the filly over before lowering her head so they could be at eye level. "You seem rather small for a dragon, youngling."
She then nodded her head to motion at the filly's back, "And you seem to be lacking wings."
The question had Lenore withdrawing, her ears flicking back for a brief moment of irritation. How rude, to ask something so personal to someone this filly had just met. Honestly, didn't anyone teach her manners. "Now, don't you think you should get to know me some before asking such a personal question, youngling?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 7:43 am
She puffed up at the doubt of her dragon persona. "That's because they can't be seen by regular soquili.. you have to be special like me." She stuck her tongue out at the mare. "Besides.. they're not REALLY there.. it's make believe a game..." She eyed the mare a bit more closely. "I don't see what's wrong with asking a simple question..." She blinked not seeing how she'd been rude in asking a harmless question. After all her mother had always said if she wasn't sure of something... ask a question.
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