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 Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 8:22 am
 He was getting use to leaving the herd lands now. He didn't mind the outskirts too much, but he also didn't love it either. Flicking his long mane over his right shoulder, he paused for a moment to get a better feel of his current surroundings. The air was cold and there was a light layer of snow on the ground. It was something he wasn't use to see because deep in the forest where his family lived you didn't see much snow. Maybe frost or something like that, but not snow. The open plain up ahead didn't make him feel very comfortable though. In fact it made him feel a little uneasy because there are so many possibilities.
Even though his youth was fading, he liked to reminiscence from time to time on events in his past that were memorable. He didn't have much of an exciting life, but it was something at the very least. Mainly training and having little to no fun, but he always managed to get into some kind of trouble. Oh the stories this old timer had. He pressed onward, feeling the mild irritation of the cold air around him giving him the slight chill to his body. Though he had the very strange feeling today was going to get interesting...he just didn't know how yet.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 6:50 pm
Days were good. D'Vak had a friend, his father was at home with his mother and he was free to roam. His mother had disagreed with his roaming but he was allowed to do so so long as he didn't go too far. The snow had him so excited he wanted to see it all around. It didn't always stay long but there was never any hiding where you went and that was why mother had finally agreed to let his roam. Besides he was quick and strong so he was safe from all the others who would try and attack him. He could run fast and could knock over anyone who jumped in front of him.
He had a big grin his troll tusks gleaming. One step after the next snow kicked up under hoof leading dirt covered snow in his path. It was fun the snow was cold and wet but fun. It was cooler than jumping in a puddle because you would sink in more than splash up. Sometimes he could even toss the snow up and it would look like it was snowing all over again. He skidded through the snow sometimes when he hit ice hidden under the snow but a few rough tumbles didn't bother him.
His mane bounced as he ran through the snow leaving a very noticeable trail behind him. You could see where his hooves caught the snow while he ran. His tail was held high to avoid catching snow as he ran. He ran circles leaving spirals in his wake. Today had shaped up to be a good day but there was still quite a but of a day left for adventure.
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