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Post by kaybeargirl2 on Apr 15, 2006 7:40:50 GMT -5
The one year old filly walked slowly around a tree. Her eyes gazed at the crystal pool of water. Once again she was trying to think out why her mother left her. Why she was left alone. Why she needed to learn how to do things on her own. NO one every told her things like that. Breeze snorted and stopped circling the tree and walked over to the lake. She layed down to rest hoping that someone would answer her questions.
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Post by Angelness on Apr 16, 2006 0:04:12 GMT -5
ooc: Spell check... Quite a few things there And do your siggy. Once those are done, I shall reply ^^
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Post by kaybeargirl2 on Apr 17, 2006 6:16:51 GMT -5
I did it!!
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Post by Angelness on Apr 17, 2006 16:50:30 GMT -5
ooc: LAID, I think you mean. I'm so picky... Oh well. Be sure to use it ^^ Oh, and... This is a LAKE. Not a 'pool of water'. Meaning there PROBABLY wouldn't be too many trees around, since there'd be a beach Oh well. bic: The bay painted fae walked along the lake's tide, getting her hooves wet. With a sudden rush, she ran into the lake, the bitter coldness of the now-ripply water stung her coat, but she felt nothing. The fresh, cool air coming off of the lake was enticing, and overhead, Seagulls flew, searching for a nice, juicy fish or two for lunch. She waded through the water, until her hooves no longer touched the sand. Then, she began to swim.
After swimming for a few minutes, her hooves touched sand once more - she had found an underwater-island! She walked around for a bit, and soon the sand was only up to her knees. It never got any lower, and there was nothing but sand there. It DID feel nice to dry off, though.
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