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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2014 18:24:10 GMT 1
Daphne
Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Ƹ̴Ӂ̴ƷDaphne shook her head and continued her victory round, seemingly completely unfazed by the stallions thoughts. Then again, she didn’t know anything about them, so how could she not be? The thought of introducing Snowprints to Leonora pleased her quite a bit, since she liked him and she felt certain the black mare would too. How could she not? Okay he wasn’t good with names, but still, he was nice! How Leonora could not like him was completely beyond her, but when one thought about it, it really wouldn't be that strange. A stallion, in his best age, running around with a filly; as if that couldn’t be taken wrong.
His words made her stop in her tracks once more and look up at him, a big grin on her muzzle, as she didn’t quite understand what he implied with his words. That he wanted her to go alone and let him leave was not exactly what she got out of it; actually what she got was a good question, since she seemed rather bliss about it all. With a shake she stepped forward, calling for the black mare again; she should hurry. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2014 18:24:27 GMT 1
Chrome✕ I'm bad behavior... ✕Chrome tilted his ears back, when the filly seemed to not at all understand what he said. With a flick of his tail, he stepped back when she called out again. He had to get away and quickly, because the mother could show up any moment and while Daphne’s size said something about the mother he could expect to face, he didn’t care. Size was not necessarily a means to find the size of the temper. So, without further ado, he turned around, looking at the filly one last time, before taking off. She wouldn’t have time to look back at him, let alone stop him.
It was an odd way to leave a company, no doubt, but he needed to get away right there and then. Besides, the filly would hardly remember it, right? She was so bright and lively that it would most likely be gone the next day, if he had to make a guess at it! Yes, she would definitely forget and they would both just move on.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2014 18:24:56 GMT 1
Daphne
Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Ƹ̴Ӂ̴ƷDespite her eagerness to have him introduced to Leonora, it wasn’t with sadness that the filly saw the stallion move. No, instead some kind of almost unnatural lightness seemed to surround her; what should have been sadness was instead an indifferent happiness. She could be sad, could be hurt, no doubt, but she took things very light and thus it didn’t seem to affect her at all, until he had gotten quite a way. Then a slight frown appeared, only to be changed to a smile when the black mare reached her when the spotted stallion was long gone.
“Bye bye, Snowprints.” |
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