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 Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 3:46 pm
It never worked.
So, he did the next best thing, and had decided to call himself her personal bodyguard, following her whenever she left the pack and making absolutely certain that she didn't get herself into some kind of life-threatening danger. But today, he intended to stop her yet again, lecture her yet again about how much more careful she should be, and how it was not his job to follow her around – at least, how it shouldn't be. The stallion kept his head lowered as he picked his way through the trees, trying to stay quiet and distant, yet close enough to step between her and whatever disaster she found herself in today.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 9:04 pm
Today Celestine found herself midst a large grove of trees ensnared in rivers of vines. A particularly large swamp of ivy had caught her eye and she drifted towards it, a dreamy look of contentment in her eyes. "Oh, you are growing so well, aren't you, little vines? Yes, you are doing so very nicely. How wonderful to see..." With a happy sigh, she moved one hoof before the other, paying no heed to her surroundings and allowing the vines to tangle around her legs, weaving tighter until she found herself struggling to continue onward. The filly smiled and sat down where she was among the trees and ivy, gazing up at the tall-growing branches above her and simply waiting for something- anything. For her uncle, perhaps, or whoever else would find her here.
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