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Date Posted: 20:36:09 03/28/02 Thu
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Dark
's message, "... respond ..." on 15:37:47 03/28/02 Thu
~Excited, happy whicker spills about onyx-tinted lips as stud gives a nod, nuzzling his mare lovingly, nudging the hindquarters of his son~ Then Numiar it is...
(kk, I'm just gonna skip ahead like, a few hours, just so maybe Numair.. is it Numair or Numiar can do some exploring...)
~Whickering gently as hooves grazed along the glassy surface of the ocean, stud looked to his mare, love forever being kindled within optics. Stud's vision also fell toward his son, seeing that even in just this short time, he had begun to grow strong.. at least, for one so premature as him. Feeling a soft nudge by colt's muzzle, supposing it was asking if he could go explore yet again, the stud looks down to his son, and then to Dark~ What? It's no fun hanging around us old folks? All right... go ahead. But you know the rules ~Orbs dashed a moment toward the bey femme~ Don't go into the woods alone...
-Colt gives a happy whistle, both signifying that he knew the rules, and also that he was allowed to explore again. Sure, it was fun being around his parents, because they let him get away with so much, but also there was the time needed to simply be alone, even for one so young as himself. Small tail flicked against haunches as the colt bounded off, splashing in the water, dial tucking to the crystal liquid and flinging it about. Sun shone down, turning the crystal into even more brilliant shapes. Looking around, he noticed a large boulder just along the edges of the grass, and therefore just close to the woods. Taking a glance to his parents, the colt shrugged, supposing he wasn't breaking any rules, and with that, he headed forward. Circling around the boulder, he saw what he thought to be a green insect of some sort... though he soon learned that it was actually a frog. Colt squeaked with pleasure as he soon followed the hopping membrane, being sure to steer as clear as possible from the woods as he could manage, for if his own parents feared it, surely it was terrible...-
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