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Nov 26, 2007 20:37:12 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 20:37:12 GMT -5
Mook gave a "Hmph" and a flick of her already long banner, and the flowers glowed again before becoming beautiful and mud free once more. It didn't last, as Arkanis crashed into the flowers, tangling them with his legs, making them all muddy and finally rolling in them. He stood and leapt up, still streaked with now drying mud, and gave a snicker as he saw his sisters open maw of surprise.
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Nov 26, 2007 20:40:39 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 26, 2007 20:40:39 GMT -5
Tryan had to hold in a sniker of laughter. He didn't want to make his daughter upset, but he would have done the same thing when he was a colt. That was a long time ago though. He walked over to his Goddess and said, "Like our new look?" His gaze went from his son to her again. Showing her what he ment by our.
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Nov 26, 2007 20:44:31 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 20:44:31 GMT -5
"Oh, the mud suits you." Her english was fluent now, as she'd been practising. She smiled and looked at the filla who was muttering something under her breath. The colt pranced through the flowers, trampling them as he went.
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Nov 26, 2007 20:46:44 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 26, 2007 20:46:44 GMT -5
"Oh, thank you dear." He nuzzled her shoulder, making it brown. He laughed and then cantered away, his eyes showed he did it on purpose. He threw his head up, almost challenging her to come after him.
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Nov 26, 2007 20:51:17 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 20:51:17 GMT -5
Diosa snorted almost childishly, and trotted after him, her voice came in an amusing laugh. "Just see if you can run!"
The colt leapt about and finally got involved in a fight with his sister, just playing.
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Nov 26, 2007 20:55:25 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 26, 2007 20:55:25 GMT -5
"Ha!" He almost screamed. He turned and cantered away from her, not knowing if she was really going to chase him or not. His eyes were shinning as he turned around a mud puddle, making sure he stepped one hoof in it to splash mud up. He kicked out and then moved back into his canter.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:00:51 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 21:00:51 GMT -5
Diosa cantered after him, she would play along. She managed to dodge the mud, but as she ran through the puddle her hooves became brown and dirty. She gave a laugh and managed to pull up beside him, to run with him.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:04:00 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 26, 2007 21:04:00 GMT -5
He saw her come up beside him and he smiled. His muddy pelt next to her clean white one looked magical. He threw his head up and his mane threw mud, he didn't mean that. He snorted, mad at himself now and he sped up.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:11:31 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 21:11:31 GMT -5
Diosa kept up, her wings held close to her body, and she soon over took him, glancing back to give him a delicate smile. She was challenging him.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:15:09 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 26, 2007 21:15:09 GMT -5
He snorted. He had no wings to pull him forward if she took off. He made his beat faster, catching up to her again. He snorted and pulled ahead, showing he was ready for anything.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:20:25 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 26, 2007 21:20:25 GMT -5
Diosa made a nip at his coat, lightly, showing she was joking and leapt a bit, her wings keeping her off the ground for a heartbeat before she landed again and kept running.
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Nov 27, 2007 19:47:55 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Nov 27, 2007 19:47:55 GMT -5
He came to the end of the river and slowed. He looked at the fae beside him and said, "We should get back to the children." He waited for her nod, or whatever before he turned and began to trot back. His pelt now drying with mud on it.
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Nov 28, 2007 22:22:18 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Nov 28, 2007 22:22:18 GMT -5
[[Got a spare ten minuets so I thought I'd quickly reply.]]
Diosa nodded and spun on her hocks, and without a word leapt into the air. She flew back to the youngins, who were piled on the ground sleeping right up close. Arkanis had come out on top, his head resting on his sisters back while she was squished on the ground.
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Dec 2, 2007 19:04:29 GMT -5
Post by TobyMacFreak on Dec 2, 2007 19:04:29 GMT -5
*fastforward*
The next moring Tryan awoke to a bright day. At times he wished he had wings to cover up his face when the sun came up, but he didn't. He stood and shook his pelt. Half of the dry mud came off of his pelt, but he still needed a wash. He looked around for his family as he stretched his neck and legs out. He trotted over to a small puddle left from the rain he had created the day before, and drank.
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Dec 3, 2007 18:23:06 GMT -5
Post by Zee on Dec 3, 2007 18:23:06 GMT -5
The foals were playing tag upon the shore of the lake, and Arkanis made a wrong move and fell into the water, splashing and struggling to stand. Mook giggled joyfully and did a "Nyah nyah!" in his direction. He was soon standing and bolting after his sister to get his payback. Mook squeeled and hid behind her father and soon the two were doing laps around their father.
Diosa smiled and approached happily. She had spent the night cleaning off Arkanis, so he was now pearly white again, but she knew it wouldn't last.
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