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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:56 pm
A smile grew on the colt's maw as he walked alongside his friend. He pranced along as Nishant led him to a place that was supposedly full of adventure. His red eyes darted back and forth on the path ahead of them as he took in a deep breath, the scent of various types of flower filling his lungs. Nyoko laughed as he trotted past Nishant and paused to stare at a certain flower that caught his eye. "This one is nice, right Nishant?" He said to Nishant, who wasn't paying him any mind, before plucking it and taking it along with them to their new adventure.
He couldn't help but glance over at the other colt every now and then, mimicking his posture. His head lowered slightly and his ears flicked back and forth with the other colt's ears. Instead of a frown, however, Nyoko wore a smile on his maw underneath the flower he was carrying.
He hadn't noticed that Nyoko retrieved a flower, since he was so lost in his own thoughts. Nishant sighed as his wings spread then shut like a butterfly's wings would when it was at rest. Finally noticing the other colt's flower, Nishant stifled a smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Not much further and we will be at the clearing I was telling you about."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 1:53 pm
 A young filly colored in different shades of pink skipped in a field of flowers that she had stumbled across after telling her parents she wanted to explore and where to find her. It hadn't been long since she came out of her basket. Her legs were still a bit wobbly, and she still got hungry often. Since her siblings were fast asleep and her parents were busy watching over the two sleeping foals, they were okay with her venturing a little ways from them.
Glancing around her, she looked at all the flowers. Maybe she could find some flowers to bring back her momma and put it in her hair. Her tail wagged happily. That would be really pretty. Looking at a particular flower that interested her, she went up to it and sniffed it, and ended up sneezing from inhaling the pollen. "ACHOO!" She sniffled a bit, and felt her eyes watering up a bit.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 6:58 pm
Nyoko noticed a somewhat familiar sound and suddenly paused. Staring in the direction the sneeze came from, he waited. When he noticed a flash of pink between some leaves, a smile spread on his maw. "Nishant! Come on, hurry!" The colt yelped before darting in the direction of the pink creature.
Assuming it was the basket he once feared, Nyoko's eyes were aimed towards the ground. "Oh basket~" The colt called out as he sniffed at the ground for a moment before noticing the bright pink filly that had a strange thing coming from the center of her forehead. With a determined frown, he pushed his muzzle into some bushes, wondering if the basket was hiding from him. It hadn't crossed his mind that the filly was probably the basket.
Nishant noticed the sneeze as well, but shrugged it off. When Nyoko took off in the direction of the sneeze, Nishant frowned and called out for his friend. "Nyoko get back here!" His light yellow hooves slammed against the ground as he chased after his friend, who was too interested in finding the basket to notice he was leaving Nishant behind.
With a frown, Nishant finally caught up with Nyoko. His wings spread for a moment as he eyed the filly that had sneezed. "Um... Nyoko." He said softly, as Nyoko continued to search for the basket. "I don't think you are going to find the basket..." The blue colt said softly to his friend as he lifted a brow at the filly with a somewhat disgusted look on his face.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 7:58 pm
Feeling another sneeze coming, the young filly paused waiting for it to come. She blinked her eyes a couple times, letting the tears from her watery eyes fall and stream down her cheeks. Finally, the little filly sneezed and felt relieved. Her eyes widened when she heard voices coming towards her. Now, what was that? She turned her head to see two foals coming towards her. "Basket?" She asked outloud when she heard the orange one call out for a basket. "Are you looking for a basket? " She asked curiously, not too sure about the colt. She felt like he was familiar, but couldn't place a hoof on it.
She turned her head to look at the other colt coming towards the orange colt. He was dark blue and had swirls of orange. She looked at him curiously too because she felt like he knew him too! How peculiar! "Why won't he find the basket?" She asked out loud, wondering why they weren't really paying her any mind. "I can help you find it! But first...!" She bounded up to Nyoko first to get his scent before thinking about it, and then bounding over to Nishant to get his scent.
"OH! OH! OH!" She said excitedly. "IT'S YOU TWO!" She said excitedly, bounding over to Nyoko to nuzzle him. "I FOUND YOU TWO!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:10 pm
Nyoko lifted a brow and slowly looked over at the pink filly as she spoke to him and Nishant. “Yeah! We are looking for a little pink basket with um… um… green on it,” he nodded as he tried to imagine the appearance of the little basket friend he made. The little details were so difficult for the little colt to remember sometimes. After flashing a quick smile to the filly, Nyoko glared over at Nishant. “I am too going to find that basket!!” The little orange colt yelled out at Nishant with a stamp of his little hoof into the hard dirt.
As the filly bounded over to him, Nyoko’s head tilted to the side slowly. Her sudden excitement caused the colt to jump and stare wide-eyed at the filly, “WHAT?!” When she nuzzled against him, Nyoko’s cheeks turned a light pink and he quickly looked over to Nishant with a confused expression, “Huh?”
Nishant sighed as Nyoko stamped his hoof. Rolling his eyes, he waited for the other colt to put two and two together. As the filly nuzzled up to Nyoko and Nyoko gave Nishant a confused glance, Nishant couldn't help but sigh and shake his head once again. "She is the basket, Nyoko...." His voice was slightly monotone and his body movement was stiff and rigid.
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