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 Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 8:14 pm
 The bushes were twitching.
The bushes. were twitching.
They twitched.
TWITCHED. GAH she couldn't stand it anymore. In a scrabbling of hooves, she burst through the underbrush, crashing headfirst into the twitching berry bush. The foxbun who had been nibbling peacefully at the berries in the depths of the bush nearly shrieked in surprise, but was too busy running for his poor little life as the filly scared the bajeezus out of him. "Nooooo! said filly wailed plaintively, hooves failing "Come back!" Her expression turned desolate, red eyes nearly tearing. She had just wanted to make a new friend. That's all she wanted. WHY WAS THE WORLD SO CRUEL. Pouting, she started working her way out of the bush, slowly dragging herself backwards with a flurry of ow's and yelps. It had been so easy to get herself into, yet it was sooo hard to get out of! At the moment, only her berry-stained butt and still green tail were sticking out, and said tail was lashing back and forth wildly as she struggled... and struggled... Maybe she'd need a little help with this...
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:23 pm
"You know," a dour voice pointed out from behind Berryjuice, "they're only running away because you're freaking them out. How would you like it if some huge thing nearly crashed on top of you when you were just trying to eat?" Whispering Stone sighed and stared at the flailing filly in front of him, giving a faint snort.
Why did all the idiots get themselves into these sorts of troubles? And why couldn't Mumble just walk away like he wanted to? "If you hold still I'll grab your tail and pull you out."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:03 pm
Her green ears perked at the sound of another's voice, and berryjuice obediently held still, her white-tipped tail sticking out straight, trying to be as helpful to her savior as possible. He seemed like quite the downyhooves though, what with his comment about the running away. "I wouldn't huuurt them," she grumbled, "And I wouldn't mind if they just wanted to be friends..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 7:16 pm
Mumble snorted faintly as he bit down on the filly's tail, taking care not to actually chomp down hard. "You ready?" he asked around his mouthful of limb, then pulled anyway, whether she was ready or not. He threw his meagre weight into it, struggling to haul Berryjuice out of the bush.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 9:11 pm
As the colt pulled, juice struggled her best, hooves scrabbling to free herself from the confines of the bush. It was a nasty little bugger, determined to keep her in its embrace, but the combination of colt and filly force was enough. With an odd leafy sound that was surprisingly similar to a pop (how that worked, none of them needed to know), she burst out of the bush with a "Yowch!", berrystained form popping backwards rump first right into the helpful colt. The two young bodies tumbled together for a moment, landing in a heap of green and blue, and for a moment all was still.
Then a beaming red-stained head popped out from the colt-filly mix. "Thanks so much mister!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 10:12 am
"...Don't mention it," Mumble drawled rather sarcastically, pinning a Look on the filly. "Now if you don't mind, I think my legs are all knotted together." He lurched out of the pile, trying to get steady on his limbs again. "You know, there are better ways of showing these things that you're safe, rather than chasing them down until they die of a heart attack."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:41 pm
Juice obliged as best she could as the colt pulled himself out of their entangled situation, rolling over to be free of him as he got to his feet, taking her first good look at her savior now that she was out of her predicament. He was a pale blue kin, very pretty, like a misty sky, but the blue was currently spotted in places where she'd smeared berry juice on him when they collided. Not that Juice cared, she laid there limbs tucked under her, covered in her namesake and not bothering to do a thing about it, instead carrying on their conversation plaintively.
"But they go running every time I get near them! If I could just catch one for a bit, I could them I'm not scary at all!"
((Abbs also made Juice a lovely foxbun just recently, so I was thinking maybe we could have him appear and this could be the thread where Juice meets Squirt? 8D))
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