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 Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 11:18 am
Pale lips sighed with a grumbling edge as the male Soquili glanced around. However there was no sign of life around him that could be of assistance. And at this point, he'd even accept the aide of a chattering and twitchy squirrel if it meant getting the job done. But the trees in this area were oddly silent except for the soft crunch of falling leaves as the season began to change. Either these grounds were haunted and he was unaware of such knowledge, or all the ripe berries had already been eaten and this land was now barren and ignored.
So with a swish of his short tail, the stallion mused over his options in the quiet peace. He could either move on from his plight without a second thought, or he become inventive with the resources around him to help himself. But that would take an unknown amount of time, and only further delay his travels...
Sighing once more, Nithralith peered back up at the tree before him. Tangled among its broad branches was his scarf, its golden hue nearly blending in with the autumn leaves. No, there was no way he could abandon this task without it bothering him later in the day. It was all he had left, after all. Resigned in his decision, his glowing eyes then scanned the ground and all its debris. Not too far from him was a broken branch, nimble and peeking out from beneath some leaves. Pawing away the coverage, Nithralith carefully grabbed the end of the branch with his mouth to test its strength. It was light and firm, just what he needed. He only hoped it wouldn't snag the fabric above...
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 9:33 am
 Alyssia loved to wander around, she was always looking for something. Just the right spot to settle down with a herd or just the right person to become a part of their budding herd. She shared in her parent's dream for a herd that was peaceful and nothing like the ones the two had come from themselves. A place without conflict and where those involved were free. Her mind continued to puzzle over the thoughts of the future herd when something began to catch her attention.
She could hear the rustlings of leaves ad she hadn't recalled seeing a lot of wildlife in the area. Plus, the noise sounded like it was being caused my something bigger than a squirrel or fox. She turned her direction toward the rustlings and before long she spotted a stallion, whom had a stick in his mouth. What did he need a stick for? Her mind was puzzled and she started to approach him.
She could just make out something moving oddly in the branches above him, ah so he was trying to get that bit of fabric. She wondered if he could get it himself, she was a bit taller than him, but she didn't like to point things like that out. "That's a pretty sash there, I hope you can get it down." And she really did, giving the stallion a smile. She stood back, not too close as to startle him, and wait to see if he could tease it down with the stick in his mouth.
"My name is Alyssia by the way." She realized than that she had neglected to introduce herself. How silly. She was usually more polite than that. Her mother would be scolding her had she been there.
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