|  (mind if I join?)
Pretty Spott trotted through the forest in the mountain, stopping at a stream to get a drink. The she began to trot again to the mountain top. Once she was at the top, she stood, looking down at the castle. She watched the hustle and bustle of the town and castle and walked quietly back into the trees. |
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| "Uh.. Safety I guess?" She said relaxing slightly at the mares friendly behaviour while still keeping up a slightly wary mindset. |
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| Dixie took a small step back and smiled "Hello, nice to meet you Aruna, my name is Dixie" She spoke in a calm tone and grinned slightly "What brings you this deep into the woods?" She asked |
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| Aruna after a moment nuzzled into the other mares shoulder as well, still trying to figure out exactly how friendly this mare was or if this was a trap.
Hey? She said after a second, trying to start up a conversation to meet the new mare.
Im Aruna and you are? |
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| Dixie's head shot up in surprise to hear a returned Whinnie, she laid her eyes on a approaching blood bay Sabino mate with a interesting but pretty badger face, she lowered her head a little to show she was friendly, then at Aruna's head gestures, Dixie did the same, raising her head a bit and waving it invitingly, nickering softly again as she approached, sniffing the air around the blood red mare, once close enough, the silver mahogany mare gently stretched her neck and nuzzled Aruna's shoulder, before taking a step back |
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| Aruna walked through the woods, head held high as she looked around, hearing the whinny of another mare and cautiously approaching it.
After about a minute of bushwhacking, she saw the silver mahogany arabian mare and approached, her ears forward in a cautious but not aggressive manner.
As a sign of friendship, she whinnied towards the mare, shaking her head up high as a way to not seem agressive but look over the taller arabian mare. |
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| Dixie trotted through the woods, keeping herself collected, her silver and white mane flowing with each step, Her diverse pinto patterns helping her blend in with the forest and sun trickles, she was in a good mood, she was wild and free from people, at last. She kept her ears perked listening to what was ahead she let out a whinnie |
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| (Hey guys mind if I join? :D) |
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| frosty kept walking behind Delrado a bit. she kept looking back every now and then. she had a little girl visit her once the girl hated the fact that frosty wasn't allowed out to play, well that's how the girl phrased it. that girl hadn't left till frosty had been let out in the pasture. that was the only time in months that she'd been let out of her stall. what would the girl think if she came to visit and frost wasn't there. |
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| frosty followed behind a little bit. her hoofbeats a faint whisper on the wind as she walked |
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| she thought about it for a bit "what about just frosty" she spoke, each word a feather-like touch upon the ear. her voice was sweet like honey, an addicting sound that filled the forest around them, chasing away the silence. |
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| "frosty spring is what they called me... but that's not really a name" she said sadly. |
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| frosty rolled her eyes and followed the stallion "i never got your name" she said absent mindedly. |
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| "Maybe." she said softly. "why'd you even break my lock to begin with?" its not like the two knew eachother |
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| "alone?" she said puzzled. "you do know i was born and bred in captivity, then the master brought me as a 3-year-old for 5 million" she was a bit upset but not too upset |
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| frosty looked around. maybe she should just go back to the master. but then again shed just be locked in a stall. "maybe ill stay" she spoke quietly |
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| frosty stopped with the stallion. she was tired and sore. she knew the master would come looking for her. especially because of her bloodline. she didnt want to be a burden to the stallion either. "i should go" she said softly. she didnt know where since shed never really been in the wild but shed try |
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| frosty felt the leg she hit wile jumping the fruit kart soon become really sore. she tried her best not to limp while continuing to run |
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