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Dixie looked around. "I'm going to the stream. I'm guessing you're coming with me?" She asked as she started towards the water. Oh how she loved the water. She picked up a slow trot, tossing her mane slightly as she moved |
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West lifted his head as Dixie moved. "Yes, Good guess." He snorted slightly as he pivoted and followed her at a slower pace, still looking around. - Ebony yawned and then bounced around and then galloped after Dixie. She leaped into the stream with a squeal, sending water flying everywhere. |
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Dixie slowed and flicked her tail at West. "Cheer up" she said with another flick of her black tail. |
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West glanced at Dixie. "I am cheery."
he answered with a snort, lowering his head and taking a single bite of grass. |
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Dixie lowered into the water with a little splash. "This is the life" she said with a snort as she rolled. "Feels so good" |
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West flicked his tail and seemed to relax a little, glancing at Ebony before stomping a hoof in the water and splashing both the filly and the mare with a smile. - Ebony squeaked as she got splashed with water, her ears pinning playfully. "You're on." She snorted, bucking in the water and soaking both of them. |
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Dixie pulled herself to her hooves. "Hey! This isn't fair!" She gave a hard stomp, the water spraying around as she cantered away. She stopped in a small calm pool. |
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West laughed a little and shook his mane as Ebony and Dixie sprayed him. He trotted after her, dragging his feet a little to send up bring sprays of water. - Ebony giggled and ran after them, squealing as she splashed water everywhere. |
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"Noooo" she complained before picking up a canter, her legs lifting high over the water for speed. |
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West chuckled a little before slowing to a stop. He wasn't one to chase anyone farther than 100 feet. He walked out of the stream and hook vigorously, sending water spraying everywhere. - Ebony raced after Dixie, her black mane flying as she whinnied and slowly caught up. "West IS slow. I never realized." She grinned as she approached. "I don't think he was going his fastest though. We should figure out how to make him." |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
