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11-30-2015, 10:36 AM
Rasta shifted her weight a little, body leaning so that it didn't end up cramping her muscles in the long run. The young one seemed amused with the hawk, saying hello to each of the creatures before him. Then, as the pup bounded up, he also offered a hello. The mare apologized for her companion before the colt offered his name and then asked if either of them could make it snow. She carefully shook her head. "No, I can only shift the trees to offer more shade," she explained before Ettore continued to bounce around before the colt, wanting to play a bit. "It is nice to meet you, Murtagh. My name is Rasta, and the hawk is Ettore." Still, the young one seemed to be in good health, regardless of the fact that Rasta couldn't actually see the young thing. Just, perhaps, very hot thanks to the sun. But oh, wasn't life grand? Still, she glanced over toward the other pair which had emerged as well. Also younger, though a tad bit older than the one below the tree. All the young ones around here. It was insane. She gave out a gentle sigh and began to tug at the branches once more - weaving them tighter so that they could all have a calm, shady location to rest. This heat was just horrid, wasn't it? Still, the shade from the branches was beginning to make it tolerable and Ettore was still oh-so willing to play. Time to socialize? She supposed it was - even if she didn't really want to. | R take another breathe |
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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