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 Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 10:15 pm
 Isadora had some how managed to slip the watchful eye of her mother and her even more so, older cousin. Today she wanted to do something different and it would not be so different if she just stayed with Dhiren and her mom and played the same games. Oh no, indeed not. So now after frolicking for what seemed like hours on her own, her belly was rumbly. Well it wouldn't do to be hungry. She looked about her, her ears twitching at every gurgle her stomach made. Really how did she become this hungry without noticing? Well however it happened didn't change that she wanted to eat something. She wandered over to a bush with brightly colored berries on it. They were pretty darkish red and looked like little clusters of teeny berries put together. Anything that looked so pretty must taste good too! And so she tried one, and then another, and even more, wiggling her dark purple nose into the bush to find more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 6:37 pm
 Istas had been nearby, she was picking some things for her own family when she heard the rustling in the bush. Peering over she saw the hind quarters of the foal. Looking around she didn't see the mother... "I wouldn't eat those. They'll give you a really upset stomach." She piped up. Might as well help out. The foal should know what it can and can't eat.
"I take it you don't know much about foods?" She asked the foal, who's head was still in the bush. She was sure she had startled it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 4:54 am
Isadora stopped when she heard a voice behind her. She looked back, a berry in her mouth, and her eyes wide. A stomach ache? How could something so yummy make her feel bad. Though with the mares warning now in her head she reluctantly put the berry on the ground. She stared at it longingly before looking at the white mare. She wiggled her tail, liking her scarf. She went up to her and nuzzled her leg in greeting. "I don't want to feel sick." She paused, then; "I'm Isadora." She blinked at the mares statement on her not knowing about food.
"I sure do know about food! It stops the rumbling in your belly." She grinned, proud that she knew what it was for. She grinned and sat, staring up at the taller female. Isadora thought her very pretty with her soft white coat. "I like your scarf!" She grinned.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 4:04 pm
"Hm..." Istas watched her. The filly was rather friendly. She was well raised like that. "Well that's what food is for. But what kinds you can and can't eat take a long time to learn." She smiled at the young'n when she nuzzled her leg. "Isadora, I'm Istas. I live nearby with my family. Where are your parents?" She asked quickly, but gently.
"My scarf? Thank you. When I became an adult, I was given it by my parents." Of course her family situation was complicated on that end. "One day, maybe you'll get something."
Istas walked over to another brush with berries, and she broke off a branch, and placed it in front of the foal. "Those are blue berries. They're good for you."
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