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01-11-2017, 09:25 PM
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Kolr In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it all & the darkness inside you can make you feel so small Patrick's jubiliant call towards her briefly brings a smile to her tiny, gray-pink muzzle. For a moment she thinks that perhaps she has just imaged her status as an outcast. She clearly can't be, for she has a brother. A twin. She never would need to be alone... right? Her Father approaches, and while his presence should have calmed her nerves, in fact, it had the opposite effect. The pigeon-toed filly could feel her bones begin to shake and her knees knocked badly against one another as she turned her bright blue stare to regard her father with a silent solemn look. Nibbling her lip, she ponders Patrick's query of how best to move the bones, but before she can formulate an answer, suddenly it seems he has a plan. Part of her wants to sulk; she had a plan too. A wonderfully brilliant plan (most likely, anyways), but she keeps her mouth closed and does as she is told. Awkwardly, Kolr reached her head down gripping the vine with her teeth. She was going to be absolutely useless as any sort of anchor or puller, but it would have been mortifying to express her inabilities here, in public. "mmmm." Kolr mumbled, nodding slightly (though uneasily) towards her twin indicating that she was as ready as she would ever be. |
