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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:03 pm
A beautiful day, the sun was shining...The breeze was blowing the flowers back and forth in a lazy tango and Theia was currently pint sized and rocking contentedly in brightly colored tulip - perfect for holding the miniature Soquili. It was the kind of day the bright one lived for though she was certain the day could get better with some kind of company. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite willing to shift from her small form (she LIKED being tiny, thanks) and go exploring and the last Soquili she'd found that was bigger than her had swatted her away like a common housefly.
Quite depressing, actually. But of course the happy-go-lucky mare wasn't going to let it get her down for long! She'd gotten over it in all but two seconds.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:22 pm
Zahara huffed and puffed as she flitted around, angry and perturbed at the world. The green and blue giants she had stumbled across had irritated her to no end with their rudeness and lack of fun. Why did everything just bore her? She TRIED to have fun, but all she got back was being called a bug and she was by no means a silly bug! Bugs were unintelligent, boring creatures. She was Zahara, someone who knew how to have fun, and attempted to show it as much as she could. It was hard though, with all these bores around. Where could she have fun?
She continued to flutter across the sky, enjoying the breeze blowing through her short blonde hair. She'd find some fun, she just HAD to. Being lonely was horrible. Good, decent conversation. And lots of fun. Now that's what she needed.
Smelling a sweet fragrance nearby, Zahara made a swoop down, intending to land on one of the yummy smelling flowers. She deserved a sweet treat for what she had been forced to go through. Yup, definitely deserved one.((Sorry if she's a bit... spastic. Still trying to iron her out, personality wise P: ))
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 8:43 am
((No problem dear!))
It was Theia's flower that Zahara had decided to swoop down upon, though, and with a small shriek the happy little flutter fell from the flower - remembering she had her wings just seconds before she hit the ground. They flapped madly to keep her from smashing into the grass (soft as it was, it still hurt from a long fall) and eventually made it back up to her flower.
"Heeey, watch it!" she complained softly with a little pout, "that's my flower, by the way!" As an after thought, "You can share it though, I suppose. You're pretty! What's your name?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:54 pm
Zahara nearly tripped over her own tiny hooves as she heard the scream coming from the plant she had attempted to land on. Since when did plants scream?
Taking steady ground on the flower, she peered over the edge, only to find herself face to face with a pretty pink butterfly, who seemed a bit agitated. So it hadn't been the flower screaming, after all!
Stepping back, Zahara allowed room for the other flutter to land, and proceeded to inspect her. It was very curious, this creature... why, her wings looked almost see-through! How in the world was she able to fly with such fragile looking wings?
"Flower?" she echoed, forgetting where she stood. "..OH! Flower!"
Shaking her red head, her short blonde strands shifted slightly. "I had no idea this one had an occupant. But now I do, right?"
The red and yellow flutter gave her a grin, then did a quick circle, flaunting her own butterfly-like wings off. "I'm Zahara! Nice to meet you, .... err.... what's your name?"
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