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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 6:54 pm
"That is good." Her voice had trickled down into a whisper. She watched him move, her eyes fixing on his muzzle. She lowered her head slightly, large amber eyes curious.
((OOC: Attack of the short post! gonk ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 3:49 pm
He flicked an ear slightly as he felt nothing but air for a few tense moments. Shaking his head slightly, he withdrew his muzzle and arched his neck gracefully. Canting his head slightly, he pawed at the stone ground. "What are you doing this evening?" he asked her curiously.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 4:00 pm
Reiha's own neck had begun to arch as well before she caught herself and lowered it again; it was as though the other's good posture made her want to improve hers as well. "Oh... nothing, I think. I'll probably make my way back to my Fruit Tree and then just sleep..." she wished she had something more interesting to tell him, but that truly was what she was going to do. "I might go for a quick flight or two though." She tested her wings, and felt that the soreness had begun to leave. She folded them again, and looked expectantly at Gwydion. "What are you going to be up to?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 11:52 am
Gwydion's ears flicked as she mentioned a Fruit Tree. He used to have one when he was younger. He abandoned it to find some adventure to go on and never found his way back to it. He often found himself wanting to go find it, but then a tiny voice would always remind him that a Fruit Tree would always bind him to one place.
Hearing her question, he shrugged slightly as he pricked his ears up to hear her voice clearer. "Probably roam around here. I heard this place is good for training. Don't remember who I heard it from, though. Not really good at remembering Nequus and their voices," he told her, his voice low and soft.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 4:05 pm
She blinked as he told her he wasn't good at remembering Nequus. When she had gone, would he even remember her? "Oh..." She said it as though it was a real response, not just an exclamation. She looked to the land about them, searching out the necessities. (Food, water, a soft place to sleep.) Reiha looked back to him, her amber eyes studious. "Will you be wandering here often?" Maybe... if he was... she'd take a trip or two up here, just to check up on him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:58 pm
Gwydion heard a sad note in the femme's voice and he canted his head to one side. He didn't want to make her feel sad, but it was the truth. Sighing slightly, he shifted his weight slightly and turned his 'gaze' upward, not really focusing his gaze on anything in particular. "However, if I do somehow meet the same Nequus several times, I do remember that on Nequus for sometime. How long I have no idea, but I know it is longer than a month," he said to her, hoping it might cheer her up. He really wanted to meet up with her at a later date.
He turned his 'gaze' down when he heard Reiha's question. "Perhaps. I find this place to be rather intriguing than many of the other places I have been to. I might stick around here longer than the last place I went to."
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 6:37 pm
Reiha had no need to surpress the joy that was now shining in her face; after all, he could not see her. Her eyes twinkled, clearly showing that she was glad at the prospect of meeting her new friend again. "That is good." Her voice was fairly controlled, for she did not wish to scare him off with being too forward. He may not be the kind of Nequus to respond well to overly excited mares.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:27 pm
Despite Reiha's voice holding no excitement in it, Gwydion knew that the femme was excited with the hope of seeing him again. He didn't say anything about that, though, as he lifted a forehoof slightly and then slid it back a few inches to adjust his weight slightly. He could feel his muscles starting to cramp up slightly. He had never been one to stand still for very long. "I hear that there is a small brook at the base of this mountain. Do you care to join me?" he asked her curiously.
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