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Post by mycheese on Nov 20, 2006 20:59:35 GMT -5
OOC: (continue here!)
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Post by miraclehorse14 on Nov 21, 2006 15:16:21 GMT -5
"What do you want?"she demands.
Then she nudges him softly waiting
for his reply.She thinks hard..
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Post by mycheese on Nov 21, 2006 16:33:32 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]You are in my herd. You mustn't go now. You just...can't." His voice getting lower towards the end. His orbs filled with sadness. He met her gaze and stared until she had replied...[/glow]
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Post by Darkstar on Nov 21, 2006 16:51:27 GMT -5
Adema cantered into the Rushing Falls, following Zaphod. Another femme caught her eye, and she watched her warily...
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Post by mycheese on Nov 21, 2006 16:53:56 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300] " Adema, Music. Music, Adema. Well, this is the herd that I managed to gather so far... " His auds prciked towards the two fae's, wondering how they will get along. His orbs watching every move of both.[/glow] |
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Post by miraclehorse14 on Nov 21, 2006 19:00:01 GMT -5
pins ears at adema,
then she nudged
Zaph.Her gaze was
sad.she looked away
and lays sadly near
the water's edge.
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Post by mycheese on Nov 21, 2006 19:32:27 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300] " Come on, dove. It's just another fae. You will still be somewhere in my heart. You should know that by now, dove." He gazed at the rushing water, so mezmerrizing. He couldn't turn his dial away until she had answered.[/glow] |
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Post by miraclehorse14 on Nov 21, 2006 19:42:11 GMT -5
"Stop calling me that!"
"Call be music and i want a mate i dont like other mares!"
Sorta angry she canters away.
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Post by mycheese on Nov 21, 2006 19:53:21 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300] " You aren't going to get a mate any time soon acting like that, DOVE! " He shouted after her. He didn't need her. Just another fae to search for.. Not that hard.[/glow] |
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Post by miraclehorse14 on Nov 22, 2006 15:53:49 GMT -5
She stpped and layed under a tree.
She hoped some1 would find her.
For she wished she could take it all back.
She sighed and slept lightly.
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Post by Darkstar on Nov 29, 2006 16:10:54 GMT -5
Adema watched the femme's actions during the conversation between the two...she was being so...distant one could say. She slicked back her ears in response to Music, more so habit than thought. As Music lay alone, and Zaphod stood wantingly, Adema went to the water's edge to quench her thirst. |
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Post by Chloe on Nov 29, 2006 16:14:14 GMT -5
Flicka wandered onto the scene without a clue as to what was going on... her young instincts told her to run, but she held her ground. The femme under the tree fascinated her, and she trotted over and sat down beside her.
"Hi! I'm Flicka!" she said proudly.
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Post by horsepraiser123 on Dec 3, 2006 1:04:05 GMT -5
across the river in a meadow stood a beautiful, strong, magestic paint mare thats was single. She reared high, her mane and tail rippling in the wind. then landed and whinnys thinking about many things: will I ever find a mate? will I ever have a herd that cares about me? I am all alone.....will anyone ever find me? She lay down thinking and suddenly whinnys to the sky "I am Meadow a single paint mare with no herd" then she lays her head down and thinks sadly about how she was alone with no mate, no herd, and nobody. Her ears pricked forward listening to nature and looks around her blue eyes twinkling
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Post by mycheese on Dec 3, 2006 9:30:21 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300] Zaphod's orbs saw what all was going on. Music, laying under a tree. Adema, quenching her thirst. Flicka, sitting next to Music. And.. Meadow, wherever she came from, laying under another tree. Single paint mare didn't matter to him.
He spotted a patch of rich, green grass and decided to get a small snack to weaken his hunger. Instead of a small snack, Zaphod mowed the whole patch to little blades, disabled to be taken, but enabled to grow back again. His hunger was satisfied.
Zaphod stood in the breeze's path to take a breeze-bath. To get out any loose hair, loose dirt, or just to buff his bodice, mane, and tail. [/glow] |
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Post by horsepraiser123 on Dec 3, 2006 19:32:54 GMT -5
Meadow now sees the herd and looks longingly at it wishing she was wanted. She neighs sadly and kicks at the grass realizing the herd probably didn't want her anyways. She noticed Zaphod in the river nearby and her eye caught his. she looking sad and she could tell that he was thinking he didn't care about Meadow, shes just a paint mare who doesn't belong. She winnys sadly to him and everyone near and then canters farther away and lays in the valley watching Zaphod and Flicka and Music and Adema sadly and longingly but stayed away somehow feeling that Zaphod didn't want anything to do with her. She then stood up weakly and dragged herself farther away and says "all I ever wanted was to be in a herd and have friends and a mate, but I feel unwanted and lonely, the horses don't even seem to care"
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