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 Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 6:12 pm
 *It was a bright, sunny day, the birds were chirping and other critters frolicking about and one foal found it just plain BORING! Standing in the middle of a large clearing, a river off to one side, a young silvery white colt glared at the trees beyond the river. His icy colored hooves dug at the ground beneath them, as his white and lavender tail twitched behind him. He didn't know what was worse, the sweltering heat from the glaring sun above or the flies that were determined to drive him crazy buzzing about his ears and nipping at his silver flank. Tri colored wings fluffed out at his sides as she turned away from the river and stalked toward the trees, trying to get away from the insects more then the sun.*
"Go away you blasted insects." He shouted rearing swatting at them with his hooves. "Go play around Sissy, she would like that."
*Sissy, his play mate when everyone else was gone, Mother and Father thought it would be good family bonding for siblings to lpay together, but then again. She was such a blabber mouth that she would always get herself into trouble. Shaking his head, his silver mane bristling against the back of his neck, Young Andre wondered if something would ever come along to drown his boredom, or would it drown him first?*
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 6:50 am
 Lucario froze in his tracks as he heard the voice of a seemingly small soquili. He never knew when he would run into someone. This place was swarming with bumbling life, a bit of everything no matter where he went. One of his ears stayed in the direction he thought the voice had come from, the other to the side, incase it was a different direction. He stood listening carefully, hearing a faint russtle, his eyes went straight to the source. Just a few feet away, there is a yearling or so colt standing in the grass. He isn't the smallest foal, but isn't quite an adult either. He cocked his head to the side, one eyebrow raising under his dark hair. Odd.. it has wings like a bird. Curious, he begins to waltz towards it with little to no fear. He normally didn't pursue company, but he wanted a closer look.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 11:05 am
*Andre had just had it with the buzzing pets when something else caught his attention. A stallion, much larger then he was that was for sure, but just as strange as the rest he had met. Backing away a bit as this one came closer. His try colored wings fluffed up and opened a little as if to act larger then he actually was. Andy wasn't about to back down against this... Stranger.*
"What are you staring at?" Andre asked watching this stranger with a somewhat curious eye.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 9:31 am
Now would you look at that..this little guy has some spunk. he thought to himself with a grin in his mind. His face isn't grinning though, he is expressionless. He walks closer to the fluffed one and snorts toward one of his wings then stares for a moment. Could they fly with those things? Does he sing like a bird? He didn't sound like a bird.. He didn't know if he liked the featered soquili or not, only the next few moments could decide that for him. He is strange himself afterall, so he would not judge too quickly.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 12:15 pm
"Got something in your eye Spikey?" Andre snapped as the stranger just kept looking at him.
*Andre had noticed how strange this stallion was, he had spikes sticking out of his hooves and chest. Not to mention strange objects sticking out of his head behind his heads. Certainly it wasn't mane, no mane looked like that he had ever seen. Shaking his head, Andre stepped a little closer to the stallion and started circling, looking this one over. Certainly looked like a horse, but have one strange tail and... It was just not normal..*
"What the heck are you? You're no normal horse I've ever soon..." He muttered just loud enough for everyone to hear.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 7:20 pm
His eyes grow insanely wide as he slowly turns his head to follow the winged stranger. The rest of his body doesn't move, even the rise and fall of his chest remains almost without motion. All of a sudden, he is ready for anything. Every ounce of his body is sent into defense. A response to the tone of voice that he is being addresed with, and the name. How rude... He hadn't given him a name, yet been given one without due.
He turned in a rush of wild movement, his head towering over the young stallion. His eyes were crimson blood. He inhaled and then huffed on the stranger before turning away. His ears were pinned to his head, listening for any reaction as he walked away. It didn't matter where.. anywhere but here. He didn't want to be critized.. ever.
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