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 Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:24 pm
 Runa was trudging along as she always did when she wasn't spending time with Agnetha. The contest had gone rather well and her younger sister had chosen her significant other... and that left the zombie draft mare with nothing else to do. Agnetha was spending time with Aac--and that didn't exactly allow for intrusion. So she wandered aimlessly, going wherever her hooves carried her. One of the first irritable thoughts that drifted to the surface was that of her reanimation. She didn't know why or how she was brought back, but she cursed whoever caused it to happen in the name of every god she could think of. She hated this so-called second chance of hers. Agnetha's natural beauty had been amplified in her second life. Runa's, however, took a dive along with her personality. It wasn't that she wanted to be alone, necessarily, but she just... well, hated people. Others were simply nuisances to her. There was no point in interacting with them. Someone was always offended or stunned or intimidated by her. She'd been called a mountain's worth of names, and the rude comments Garth had thrown at her during the contest were barely noteworthy enough for her to care about them. And yet, for all of her hatred for this new life, an... oddity had developed. An image of a sweet, blue mare whose eyes shone with her honesty. And whenever her mood got too sour, Carla-Anne's gentle voice stilled Runa's anger. It was so peculiar. Runa didn't like people, after all; why did the blue draft mare's memory stick in her mind like it did?
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:32 pm
 Carla-Anne had bowed out gracefully and made her way.. well half her way back home. For some reason she just.. wasn't ready to go home to her father yet... Of course.. had she known all that was happening, she would have left in a heartbeat to help, but she was completely, utterly blissfully unaware and carefree for once. There was nothing she needed. She could eat when she was hungry, sleep when she was tired, and she didn't have to be around others if she didn't want to be, and if she did, there was a town not to far away that she could visit. So for the last couple days she had stayed halfway between where she had met Agnetha and Runa and those others, and home. And today started like any other day, she woke up, walked to the stream and drank some of its sweet clear water, made her way back to the little meadow that had many purple clover patches that was just absolutely divine... Most others like apples or sweetgrass or something, but Carli was absolutely crazy about these little purple clovers. It was like she couldn't get enough.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:42 pm
Runa was lured from her deep, depressing thoughts by specks of color on the ground in front of her. She slowly lifted her head and looked around, unenthusiastically taking in the sight of the meadow around her. Then her gaze fixed on something big and blue. A rather lovely blue, really, one that she wasn't used to seeing. She'd only seen it on one other Azrien...
... and she was walking towards her. Carla-Anne. She'd run into the mare that had been invading quite a few of her thoughts. What was she doing there? The zombie draft forced her gaze back to her surroundings. Now that she was looking, the field had a lot of purple clovers. And a some dandelions. She used to love the combination of the two. It was one of the many quirks she'd had before death. Runa was tempted to attempt eating the combination again, but she was a bit hesitant to try. After all, she wasn't even sure she could taste things anymore; she didn't require food the way the living did. At least, she didn't think she did...
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 10:51 am
Carla hummed as she ate, her eyes closing as she munched on her clovers. Her tail flicked back and forth, both fanning her back legs, and keeping the flies away from her, as well as just having the pure enjoyment of it. She was utterly and completely oblivious.
Until she went and grabbed another bite. Her hair stood on end, though not in a bad or creepy way, and she looked up, only to see the green grumpy mare that was a sister to Agnetha, one of Carli's new friends. She tilted her head curiously, wondering why the other was around. Didn't she usually stay in her own space?
She gave a small smile, friendly and genuinely happy to see a familiar face, as she flicked her tail faster, one of her clovers hanging flower end out, of her mouth and dangling comically.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:36 am
Runa attempted a smile back, only half-succeeding. Though she couldn't help being slightly amused by the comical sight of the other draft mare. It was strange, since she didn't find amusement in... well, anything. Then she looked down, eying the dandelion and purple clovers by her. Maybe she should try to eat it. Maybe it'd convince at least some people to stop looking at her so strangely.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:39 am
Carli quickly chewed and swallowed her mouthful. "You can have some if you want or.. not... uhm..." Confusion flittered across her face as she wasn't sure what to say or ask. Did the other even eat? Would it be insensitive for her to ask? This was where she started feeling socially awkward. She just didn't know how to deal with this situation... Maybe she should just try being blunt? "I'm sorry... Do you even eat? Is it insensitive of me to ask if you do, or invite you to eat some?" She asked curiously.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:14 pm
Runa lifted her head to meet the green gaze. "I have no idea if I can eat or not," she admitted, glancing at the dandelion. "That's why I'm debating whether to bother with trying since I don't know if I can taste the blasted thing anymore." She sounded more annoyed than she actually was, but she couldn't help it; she wasn't happy anymore, so there was no point in attempting for her to act like she was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 7:55 pm
Carli tilted her head and studied the other female curiously. "Whats stopping you from trying? Atleast if you try, you'll know, instead of just wonder." She said softly. She watched hesitantly then turned away, figuring that the other probably wouldn't want her watching, especially since it had probably been awhile since she last tried to eat anything.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 8:18 pm
Runa looked up at the other mare, tilting her own head. She didn't need to blink, so head-tilting was an easy way to express thought or confusion. She eyed the dandelion and purple clovers again, hesitantly leaning down and catching both plants in her tombstone teeth. She pulled a little too hard and although she successfully got the plants, she ended up falling back on her rump. She grumbled and chewed as she got back to her feet, glancing over at the receding Carli. Was the zombie draft disappointed? No. Well, maybe a little. Ok, maybe the fact that Carli wasn't an irritable presence made the other female's leaving more disappointing than Runa let on. But she wasn't one to stop another from leaving. Even if she wanted to, she didn't really know how--well, besides knocking them over.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 8:21 pm
Carli munched a bit, her ears flicking to listen to the other before she turned her head and looked at Runa again, a smile upon her face, her blue eyes kind and generous as she turned around, seeing that the other had taken a bite and tried to eat. "Did ya taste it?" She asked excitedly and hopefully.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 8:30 pm
Runa blinked, realizing that she'd been chewing the bite while contemplating things. She slowly nodded as she turned her attention to the reaction of her tongue. Yes, she could taste it. Eating was no longer necessary, but apparently she could still taste food, just as she could still feel warmth despite being unable to produce much heat--if any--of her own. "It tasted good... besides the dirt."
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 8:42 pm
Carli grinned and all but jumped in excitment. "See?" She grinned and wriggled, all but bumping into the zombie mare in her enthusiasm. "Here, come with me!" She said before bouncing off, something that had yet to be seen in a draft her size as she led the other to an apple tree and picked a few down easily.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 8:50 pm
Runa just stared at the mare's surprising enthusiasm. Usually others were intimidated, offended, or at least put offguard by her blunt and rather obnoxious comments. But Carli seemed to be impervious to them... She slowly trudged after the excited mare, slightly amused by her bouncing. She stared up at the apple tree, lost in thought.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 9:16 pm
Carli bumped into Runa when it appeared she hadn't been paying attention. It wasn't a hard bump or even an unkindly one, it was more of a playful, friendly bump, with her head on the mare's shoulder. "Eat." She grinned, holding an apple out to the other mare with her teeth.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 9:55 pm
Runa snapped out of her daze when she was bumped, making a face. If she still had blood flowing through her body, she might've even blushed. She grumbled and took the offered apple, trying to focus on it instead of Carli. The other female was suddenly... very distracting. Maybe it was just the sudden awareness of her own senses, but Runa couldn't help taking note of the close proximity of the draft mare, the enthusiastic smile and general... well, innocent light around her. She forced her gaze away as she chewed, focusing on the taste. The apple just wasn't quite the same, but...
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