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Did you edit the stable Avi I made you?)) - Blaze swiveled her ears, listening to the herd and for danger. She caught sent of Millie coming closer. "Hi Millie," She mumbled. (After Millie said what is wrote for Millie:) "Okay, " Blaze closed her eyes again and turned her head away from Millie. - "Hi Blaze," Millie said, standing near her sister. "Raptor is sorry bout what he said" she nickered softly. (After Blaze turns her head away:) Millie groans, then walks away. "She is so stubborn." The young mare mutters under her breath |
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Oh yeah I did.. sorry. I'm just testing out my new art program, and I will put it back to normal-) - Raptor watched the mares grazed, challenging himself to nit fall asleep in the next 48 hours. He would never take his eyes off the herd for a second... for two reasons. Blaze would judge him, possibly getting mad or disappointed... and she was right, he should be watching his own herd. He shook his pelt, perking his ears up and trying to look awake. |
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Okay, it's alright, but I don't want you getting in trouble with a mod since you didn't have the artist's permission to modify their art. Thank you for putting it back to normal thought!(when you do lol))) |
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Oops... I totally forgot about that o_o. It's changed.. so sorry again XD |
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Lol it's okay! If you want me to make you more art, I have an art shop! Katie’s Art Shop )) |
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Raptor paced down the hill, a little anxious. He glanced around, trotting back up the hill and shaking his pelt, deciding to get a drink at last. Raptor walked down to the water, drinking deeply and bringing his nose out, snorting droplets of shining water off his muzzle, |
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Blaze woke up and looked around. She noticed the herd was still there. The mare stood up and trotted to the river. She saw Raptor there and stopped, standing there, watching him. |
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Raptor turned to go back up the hill, catching sight of Blaze. His head dropped slightly and he trotted up the hill, turning away from her and watching the herd. He still felt bad.. and she had made a good point. "Good night why am I trying so hard..." he muttered, rolling his eyes and taking a breath, pacing forward a little to get a better view of the horses |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
