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Post by Thele on Oct 10, 2004 2:02:36 GMT -5
 An odd creature darts beneath the boughs, seemingly afraid to leave the shelter of its shadows. Her steps are hesitant, almost stilted. Had any of her kind ventured to the Orchard before? She thinks on this and sighs. Perhaps it was foolishness to come… |
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Post by lexington on Oct 14, 2004 1:26:27 GMT -5
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Post by Thele on Oct 14, 2004 1:41:51 GMT -5
The still night air feels good against her body. With a deep sigh, she closes her eyes. When she finally opens them, she lets out a small gasp. Someone was looking at her.
>___> <____< >____>
The mare gives a nervous smile.
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Post by lexington on Oct 14, 2004 1:45:16 GMT -5
The little creature ^___^!!!
"Hello!" he chirps as he runs over. "Or...Sella li? Ooor maybe Gam'cha? Or even Haram Salu? I know them all! Live with a lot of creatures that is, lots and lots!" He pauses, sniffing the air.
His tail twitches, and he bounces around, much like a very large green squirrel.
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Post by Thele on Oct 16, 2004 23:02:47 GMT -5
The strange mare sweatdrops as the stranger greets her in a multitude of languages. Surely he didn't expect her to be as... wordy. Right?
She takes a deep sigh and steps a tiny bit forward towards him. "Sella li… k'zarti?" A quick bob of the head. "I'm, err… Ishlan."
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Post by lexington on Oct 16, 2004 23:11:21 GMT -5
He perks his ears, then grins, bouncing around. "Sella li!" then he stops suddenly and tilts his head. "Ishlan? Sel! I am...well I have no name," he says and twitches his tail.
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Post by Thele on Oct 16, 2004 23:21:25 GMT -5
Ishlan blinks quite a few times before leaning over to take a closer look at the creature. "No name? You have no name?" She mulls over this. "Then what am I supposed to call you?"
She looks cutely puzzled.
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Post by lexington on Oct 17, 2004 1:40:38 GMT -5
. . .
That's a good point.
"Well...." he says and sits back. "I dont know. What do you think you should call me?"
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Post by Thele on Oct 19, 2004 21:27:59 GMT -5
^___^
"Hmmm." Ishlan peers at the creature thoughtfully. "A name's an important thing. You wouldn't want to be called 'Cuddly-Wuddly' would you?" The mare weakly smiles. "Well you could want to call yourself that…"
She swishes her tail and shakes her head. "Tell me more about yourself. It'll help us come up with a more appropriate name."
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Post by lexington on Oct 21, 2004 11:11:36 GMT -5
His tail twitches at the suggested name and he flicks his ears.
"We~~~ll," he trails. "I live with a Painted Unicorn, super-big fuzzy thing he is. He gets fleas so I sit on his back and eat them and..." he tilts his head in thought.
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Post by Thele on Oct 22, 2004 4:27:06 GMT -5
Ishlan blinks as his words form a most unusual mental image. "I see… Well. So you're helpful. And loyal. Good traits, yes?"
The mare quirks a small smile. "Do you know that there are plants that can, um, help your friend's flea problem?"
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