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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 4:00 am
 The day was nice. During the summer, the days were almost always sunny, skies were cloudless, and a gentle breeze swept the land to banish the unrelenting heat. On such days the land was peaceful. The birds would chirrup in the morning, but come noontime they would all retreat and leave the world in a stilled silence, and just past the peak of the sun's cycle, the eagles would appear and their cries would ring out across the plains, somber in their beauty.
Today was such a day. Tay loved days such as this, although it would be a lie to say that she didn't love any type of day. She loved today, particularly, for reasons she had yet to find. She knew only that she had been awaken by the trill of the morning birdsongs, and that the moment her eyes had fluttered open, she had known today would be a good day.
And indeed it had been good. The grass tasted sweeter, the land harder underfoot so that she had been able to enjoy a good many gallops over terrain that was not too soft, yet not too hard - perfect for her taste. But still she realized that was not exactly why she had woken up so giddy that morning. It was something else, something right in front of her. She could smell it on the wind.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 6:39 am
((Everybody:
I am copying and pasting this message to all the threads I frequent and all the RPs I am currently partaking in. I am flying down to Australia tomorrow [Saturday, 23rd] for one week to participate in a competition with our school's orchestra. I won't have any internet access while I'm there. I will be back on the 30th of June.
Wish us all luck! I'ma miss you all wink
~Moon))
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 2:27 am
The white and pink stallion moved swiftly, he didn't stay in one place much as he couldn't stand being around his mother and sister all the time. He had never known his father and had little interest in asking his mother about him. After all, if his mother wanted to get knocked up by some stallion then fine, he just hoped he wouldn't have too many step siblings in the future. He didn't want more siblings, though he wouldn't mind that much he was just happy with how things were.
He was also not happy with how things were. The beautiful alicorn he hadn't seen again, oh it annoyed him so much how that stallion had walked in and just taken her from him. The little thief! What did she see in him anyway?
From the lac of any male guidance and only ever being around females Ronen had found that it was natural to be attracted to any female as long as they weren't related, never mind if they had a mate or not. He wanted to see himself as something of a ladies man but yet he hadn't the slightest idea on how to treat a female. Sometimes he wished he did have a father but it was a rare and soon to be ignored thought.
It was no surprise to then find that today he was doing as he did most days and was looking for a female, any female that he could flirt with, have some fun with and then move on. It wasn't in him to settle with any female, after all who ever his father was obviously hadn't settled for his mother so why should he?
Maybe it was luck or just fate that meant a beautiful brown young mare came into view. The sun was shining on her and she looked amazing. Then all females did to Ronen.
He paused and flicked his mane back, hoping the pink would shine in the sun. His golden hooves he was sure would reflect the suns beauty and make him look amazing, after all when did he not look amazing? It was time to impress and so he walked in a slightly graceful manner down towards the female in hope that somehow he might impress her.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:34 pm
She had always prided herself on being able to hear well, and at this moment pride became a reality as her ears caught the sound of careful steps making their way towards her. Or perhaps it was simply moving her way - she doubted it, though, from the sound of the steps. Her delicate ears pricked to the sound and she lifted her head to find the source of the sound.
What she saw made her blink in surprise - and awe - and it took a moment before was able to fully register what it was that she was seeing. A rather handsome white stallion wearing leg braces, which shimmered and gleamed as they caught the sunlight and promptly reflected it off again, was coming toward her. In the noon sun, his vibrant mane and tail flared with color, bold pinks and yellows that would make anyone look twice at him.
For a moment, Tay wondered why in the world were her own friends not nearly as gorgeous as this white stallion. It took a second for her to realize that such a thought was ridiculously shallow, and she shook it away with a small inward frown. Perhaps if she was friendly...
Most who knew her realized that she was rather chatty, but when it came to meeting strangers, she wasn't half as good with them as she was with her already established friends. She tended to need to make an effort in order to sound genuine, like she actually cared (which for the most part, she really did).
"Why, hello there!" She called out rather impulsively. The moment that had been said her mind was working again - what to say... what to say?
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 2:40 am
He lowered his head as she spoke and smiled. She spoke to him first, well that was defiantly something, most of the time he had to talk first.
"My my what a beautiful mare you are, hello!" He spoke in his deep voice that he knew made some females fall over in love. He loved to be a girl magnet though when it came down to it, most of it was in his head and most girls thought he was rather stupid, which was true.
"My name is Ronen, what is your lovely name?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 8:17 am
Tay drew back with a frown. My my what a beautiful mare you are, hello! The words rang through her head. That, that was exactly what was wrong with the world. Perhaps he was right, perhaps she was, indeed, a beautiful mare - she wouldn't know, she didn't hold herself to female standards - but that didn't mean she enjoyed it when she was told it.
She drew herself up. "My name is Tay." She said, somewhat curtly. First impressions were important, but she had been teaching herself to not make them the most important thing when it came to meeting others. Snap judgements didn't hold out most of the time. "It's a fine name, it's not lovely."
Realizing she had been a tad rude, she added, "Ronen. That's not a bad name."
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 2:29 am
"Tay? Must be the shortest name I have heard." He lowered his head politely. It always came in handy to make the female look higher and more important then they really were. Ronen firmly believed females were there just for the males fun, what other use were they? Oh yeah, they made more females.
Ronen wasn't the most fairest male around, he only went for things himself, he just wanted what would be good for him. Who cared about the females they were there for pleasure, they were toys. Thats all.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:36 pm
"Sure," She said with a shrug. "It's Tayook for long, but uh..." She trailed off with a grimace. In truth, the name sounded too girly for her. The fact that she had inherited a curly mane from her parents, which made her look all the more feminine, irked her to no end. And there was no convincing Chayton to give her a do-over. Of course, she was hardly ever home so she couldn't quite blame the lanky human youth.
She had realized long ago that she was much more outgoing and open when it came to being around males. She had grown up with Duran much more so than her two sisters, and she had so much more in common with him than any of the mares in her family. So it was only natural that she got along much better with stallions. Had Ronen been a mare, she would have started laughing awkwardly long ago. As it was, she found the conversation easy enough.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 2:17 am
"Pretty name for a pretty girl, works well." He smiled and looked her over a few times.
"So what are you doing all on your own?" He was curious to why she was on her own, she was very pretty. In fact she was beautiful though she might take some work. Why were girls so awkward? They made him think! He hated thinking.
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