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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Dec 19, 2004 19:48:00 GMT -5
---> Note, continued from myth-and-fantasy.com/unicorns/adopt/silverunicorn12.html"Oh no," she thought. "He thinks I'm an idiot!" She pawed at the earth with one tiny hoof in her nervousness and says to him "I...I think I should go....go and clean up. You'll probably want to do the same thing too..." With that, she drops her head and slinks away, glad that the night had fallen so dark and that she'd soon disappear from sight. |
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Post by lexington on Dec 19, 2004 20:03:10 GMT -5
The stallion smirks and flicks her ears, looking rather amused.
"Go? Go where?" he asks now, ears flicking. "You can't go many places, not alone. You don't know what might be lurking around the corner," he points out, bobbing his head and shaking it free of a peice of pumpkin.
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Dec 20, 2004 15:38:13 GMT -5
>>The stallion smirks and flicks her ears
(Psst, is there something Siminash should know?? Grins)
She paused in her grand exit. "What do you mean? I got here all by myself didn't I? Why do you think whatever was planning to eat me is more likely to eat me now?" Now she was a little indignant, pumpkin guts notwithstanding. She also might have been a little afraid, though she wasn't going to admit it.
She stalks right up to the stallion's face, "And who do you think you are anyway?" She tossed her head to add to the show of bravado, but only managed to get more dribbles of juice on him. It took a LOT of effort not to blush and apologize again.
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Post by lexington on Dec 26, 2004 17:59:56 GMT -5
(*snirk* XD)
He frowns, feeling more pumpkin juice slid down his face. "Obocrov," he says with a slight nod. "And you were just lucky, you know. The men here, are very superstitions when it comes to Unicorns, and more especially to Unicorns like us," he says with a flick of his ears.
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Dec 31, 2004 13:49:29 GMT -5
"Hey! I wasn't just lucky. I'm *really* sneaky. A human wouldn't see me standing right in front of his nose." She knew it was a big fat lie, but she wasn't going to let this stallion know better. "And my name is Siminash'colet". She said it like it should mean something to him.
After a moment's pause, she asked more quietly "What are they suspicious about? And why are we different from other unicorns? What do they do to us if they catch us?" She was after all still young and naive about the world.
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Post by lexington on Jan 15, 2005 13:30:52 GMT -5
"Oh yes. You're very sneaky. That pumpkin never saw it coming!" he says with a snort and a flick of his ears and tail.
He rolls his eyes, leading her out of the pumpkin patch. "This is the world of men. We are not normal Unicorns. Look at you, Sleepy Hollow, and look at me. A black cat crossing their path freaks them out enough as it is! What do you think a little black Unicorn would do? Unicorns to these men are white ghosts of purity; a traditional unicorn. Us? Unicorns of pagen color and name are not well-liked or welcomed."
He looked around suspiciously. "Best not wander far."
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Jan 16, 2005 14:22:12 GMT -5
She wanted to crawl away at that pumpkin comment. But decided not to give him the pleasure, after all, it wasn't really fair. She wouldn't have been running around like that had there been men about.
She gave the other unicorn a strange look as he described the world of men, their fear of black cats. That strange look turned to one of disbelief. How could humans, so big and powerful and monstrous in their own right, fear something as small and fuzzy as a cat? Someone must have traumatized this stallion as a foal with silly stories. Warped his mind a little. "You sound a little paranoid, you know."
Then as an added though, she declared "And I've already wandered far!" So there, she thought. Let him do one better than that. She wasn't going to be afraid of his silly ghost stories.
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Post by lex on Jan 16, 2005 16:57:27 GMT -5
The stallion smiled and shook his head. "All right then my lady, do as you will. But if some human catches you in a snare, don't call for me," he says and started away from her through the pumpkins.
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Jan 22, 2005 15:40:33 GMT -5
A snare? She looked around carefully, checking under her hooves to make sure she wasn't standing on anything that looked dangerous. Then she just stood there watching the stallion walk away. After all, it was dark and there could be human traps about. She knew that humans would often hunt unicorns, but she never thought they'd be so deceitful as to lay traps. She always pictured them as more hands on.
The strange stallion disappeared in the darkness and she just continued to stand like an idiot in the middle of a pumpkin patch. Probably best to wait till morning so she could see those nasty snare things...whatever they looked like....
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Post by lex on Jan 22, 2005 16:12:43 GMT -5
The strange little stallion disapeered, only to sneak around the large pumpkins and hide behind one. He peers around it, watching the little mare curiously. She was so much like him in color and name, and different from other unicorns he knew. He decided to stick around and make sure nothing happened to her...
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Jan 23, 2005 14:59:16 GMT -5
Time passes and the filly just stands there. Who knew the night could be so long when one wasn't sleeping, but couldn't move either. Her legs were getting tired of holding her position.
And more importantly, she was getting BORED!
Sigh.
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Post by lex on Jan 23, 2005 17:33:04 GMT -5
Obocrov grinned and snuck out from behind the pumpkin. He made sure they were completely alone, and trotted around to where the scarecrow stood. He looked up at the crows there, and back at the little mare. Grinning, he found one that was on the ground, pecking at some seeds.
Sneaking up, he grabbed it by the tail. Alarmed, the big black bird squawked in surprise and took off into the air, surprising the other birds and they too took off, causing a racket and swooping over the little mare's head.
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Feb 1, 2005 19:48:05 GMT -5
The mare *screeched* in terror, spun around, pinned her ears back, and ran like she never ran before. The stallion's stories mixed with the big black noisy birds (she was after all just a little unicorn) sent her fleeing. She didn't know where she was going, she was just barely able to avoid tangling herself up in the pumpkin vines that seemed determined to capture her tiny hooves.
One bird swooped particularly low, causing Siminash to duck and veer off in another direction. She careened back in the direction she came from, right at the stallion that had sent her on this mad dash in the first place.
Everything happened so fast he only had time to to gasp in suprise before she collided with him travelling at full speed. By then the birds were gone and all crazed motions had come to a standstill...a momentary pause enveloped by the silence of the night.
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Post by SunBlind Dragon on Feb 19, 2005 18:10:06 GMT -5
-----makes note that she copied down the RP up until this point-----
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