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11-10-2014, 02:56 AM
It seemed as though Helovia just called to strangers that wandered aimlessly, at least that was the case for myself and Bucephalus. My nares flared with a snort as he flicked his tail, ears flicking back slightly at the irritation. Playfulness was not something I was used to, nor was social interaction. Even as a youth, 'playing' with other was very rare for me. What friendships and playtimes I did have were cut short due to the parents scolding their children, telling them not to play with the omen girl and instead convincing them to turn against me. It's a pity how innocent children could be until the opinion of an adult altered their minds. Adults could unknowingly be the most cruel beings when they raised their children to do the same...
Letting the tail flick pass, I rotated to follow after him. Occasionally I would stumble or trip, particularly when going up hills or sliding down the dunes. 'Thank the...oh which one is it, Sun? Yes, thank the Sun God for this stallion's patience...' "Wait up..."I thought as once again I followed him up a large sand dune, glad that he was waiting for me. Speedy little bugger...At the last few feet, I placed both of my front hooves on the top of the dune, heaving myself up in a small jump. Once I was standing beside him, I turned my crown to look at the stallion. "What is it? I asked as I took a deep breath to regulate my lungs from the miniature workout. My mane and tail feel down the side of the dune, and temporarily I glanced about trying to see whatever it was that I was supposedly going to miss.
Letting the tail flick pass, I rotated to follow after him. Occasionally I would stumble or trip, particularly when going up hills or sliding down the dunes. 'Thank the...oh which one is it, Sun? Yes, thank the Sun God for this stallion's patience...' "Wait up..."I thought as once again I followed him up a large sand dune, glad that he was waiting for me. Speedy little bugger...At the last few feet, I placed both of my front hooves on the top of the dune, heaving myself up in a small jump. Once I was standing beside him, I turned my crown to look at the stallion. "What is it? I asked as I took a deep breath to regulate my lungs from the miniature workout. My mane and tail feel down the side of the dune, and temporarily I glanced about trying to see whatever it was that I was supposedly going to miss.
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Verbal/Physical Abuse permitted, no permanently injuring or killing please.
