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 Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 7:02 pm
 She wished for snow.
Not that she said anything on the matter. Or anything at all. Instead, Silent Sorrow kept on walking through the tall grass. It was better than mud, anyways.
But snow would be the best. White, pretty, and fun to push through. Just a few more months. Though she didn't know where she'd be by then. Oh well. Such is the life of a traveller.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 8:17 pm
Zayford spotted the young lady from a distance, she was heading for a few stone. He was scared because he wasn't sure if it would hurt her, her being a very beautiful female, he raced to the stones right in front of the pretty filly and touched them, letting the energy return to him.
"Hi miss, how are you?"
He wondered if she would think, this is his first time meeting anyone his own size. She had the most beautiful wings, so delicate, and just almost fluffy. He hoped she was going to be nice to him. He smiled at her flappying his head wings.
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