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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 9:13 pm
"Here seems as good a place as any to stop for the day." he said his large orange hooves sinking into the soft sand of the river bank. His curls blowing in the wind he looked up and down the shore casually. Spotting a few large flowers he smiled and shrank down to his smaller flutter form. Grant it he was still kinda big compared to most flutters but he could still drink sweet nectar from the larger flowers and that's exactly what he was going to do. He even began to sing a little song about it in his deep baritone voice.
"Gonna drink me some nectar because its tasty. tasty tasty nectar."
jumping up he flew up to a large bloom and suck his head right in his tiny till waggling around excitedly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 5:36 pm
 The over-sized mare strolled towards the river bank, restless after a long day of walking. Her nomadic nature led her to be alone most of the time, and caused her to travel large distances in a matter of few days. While she wasn't overly bothered by her loneliness, she was - if fact, tired. As she reached the bank, she could have sworn she'd heard speaking, almost singing - but upon seeing nothing she dropped down and laid her head by the cool water.
As she heard a small humming noise, almost a buzzing noise, she looked around, "Hello?" She called, out into the air.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 6:22 pm
Hearing voice startled him and he inhaled a some or the flowers pollen by accident. A sneezing fit ensued causing him loose his balance. He toppled out of the flower onto her back slid across her coat down one side and landed in the dirt beside the mare. Once he found his bearings, balance, and hooves he smiled apologetically and flapped his wings to shake the dirt from them.
"pardon me mam." he called to her so she could hear him.
When she turned to look at him her eyes drew his attention like magnets the simple black markings that encircled them were like the war paint his old herd used to wear. She probably never suffered from snow blindness he figured. Perhaps her family haled from the northern regions. Maybe later he would ask her about it.
He shook his head clear it his long curls exaggerating the movement.
"Sorry about that." he added meaning the invasion of personal space.
(black around the eyes reduces glare and protects from snow blindness. )
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 7:32 pm
Resplendent flapped her wings wildly, startled as the small Soquili slipped over her coat. She shivered involuntarily and stumbled to her hooves, "Wha-?" She caught the sight of the miniature stallion, causing her brow to furrow quizzically, "...No...problem?" She replied, tilting her head in unfamiliarity with this breed. "Why are you so small? Where did you come from?" She shot off the questions on after another and held her ground in front of the bite-sized purple critter. He was oddly cute for something so small. "Sorry to be rude, I've just never seen something like you before......" The mare paused and smirked, "And its sort of piqued my interests." Discordance non-nonchalantly tossed her head, causing the creme hairs to flare wonderfully in the misted sunlight.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:51 pm
cant be bad to be interesting he thought after all not only was she pleasant all things considered but she was rather wonderful on the eyes. Beautiful draft mares weren't exactly a dime a dozen not even where he had come from.
"Im a grower not a show-er mam." he said with a smile. It was a phrase he had heard his father say often when he was growing up. males always laughed and any mare that heard always blushed. he had never thought to actually ask why so Acadeamiss thought it was just some adorable phrase and knew nothing of the . . .more sexual aspect of it.
With that said he then grew to his actual size which was right around her size kinda small for a draft stallion but still fairly large for a flutter stallion.
"Put plainly Im a flutter. " he added.
(Hes a tad nieve. so not stupid just socially stunted)
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 4:49 pm
She raised her eyebrow at his words and smiled. Without knowing what they meant exactly, they seemed funny enough, so instead she just continued on like she had heard the phrase before, "Oh, is that so then?"
Before she knew what was happening, in less than a blink the male popped into a size similar to hers - which startled her, but she hid her surprise well
"Flutter, oh? I've heard of them. Never seen one though - until now, obviously, but...well, I can see why you're called flutters." Resplendent tilted her head to his wings and approached the male, circling him, "Are you all as.....what's the word....flamboyant?....no....spectacular?...no,no...." She stopped in her tracks, sighing - stumped, "Oh well. I just mean, you must be unique - yes? You sure seem to be anyway." She smiled, "Oh my, I haven't even caught your name yet - I'm Resplendent Discordance, or just Resplendent or Res for short. What are you doing out here all by yourself -....?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2012 5:41 am
"Well miss Resplendent Discordance i am Arcadeamiss and it seems you have a mouthful of vocabulary to match that mouthful of a name. What i mean is normally I'm just described with three real basic words Big, Purple, or Curly. On occasion i get called all three but not often and certainly nothing as nice as flamboyant or spectacular by any stretch. " he replied standing still as she looked him over. He flashed back to the day Thesh-ah had selected him to be her pupil. Perhaps this would be a life changing day as well.
" one could say I was unusual for my breed. For two main reasons Firstly My size and build as Flutters are usually decidedly more delicate. Secondly My horns are large but lack the long sharp prongs that belong to the rest of my family." he said helpfully. Then paused with looking blankly off into the tree line. Like something had suddenly taken him a long way a away.
"as to what I'm doing I'm afraid Thats a very long and complicated story."
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