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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 10:55 am
Blue eyes slowly blinked as they watched the quick fluttering wigs of a butterfly. Slowly Tibby slink forward, his tail twitching much like a cats behind him, each step brought him closer to the orange and pink butterfly, and just as the bug landed on a flower Tibby pounced. Small white paws landed over the bug and slowly they were lifted only to have the butterfly quickly fly up, but Tibby had been ready and with the snapping sound of teeth, the butterfly was soon in a mouth that threatened to eat it. Happy to have caught the bug Tibby seemed to dance as he got up and walked toward a shiny clear box. He had found it was up on the shore one day so he picked it up and kept it, it was perfect for keeping things in. Carefully he used his tail to open the box before he opened his mouth while his head was in the box, and as soon as the butterfly was out he pulled his head back and snapped the lid shut with his tail.
He watched the butterfly flap around every which way until it realized it couldn't get out and settled on the ground in defeat. Tibby flicked his tail back and forth before he got up and went off in search for more butterflies. Today he was going to get a whole lot then eat them when the sun when down. He would do fish next time, but they were harder to get. He was glad he found the box, things washed up on shore all the time but not all the things were really good. He had found pieces of floating wood things that passed the island all they time, but the things never came to the island unless they crashed, but then it was only pieces that came. Once Tibby had found a shiny bottle with funny stuff in side it once, he let the butterflies drink it first but they died, so he dug a hole and buried the bottle deep down so it wouldn't kill anything else, he buried the butterflies with it to, not trusting to eat them. He found a square thing with a picture of a funny looking two legged thing on it, but it was wet and it soon broke when he picked it up to move it to his house.
His house was at the beach shore, he built it with all sorts of things he found, first he dug a hole then he built things over the hole. It looked like a big pile of things had washed up on the shore but he liked it, it was pretty with shiny things here and there, and inside he dragged the entire lot soft thing he ever found inside to sleep on. He liked his home a lot, but sometimes he got lonely and wished there was someone else to play with and catch butterflies with.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 6:21 pm
A white ball of fluff caught her eyes just then, and her idle mind return with a hard smack back into her head. A drake? Those are a rare sight. And on the beach? Ah, it was moving towards a shiny. The filly squinted, trying to make out the thing on the beach, when a surprising thing happened. Oh, it was a box! And what was the thing the little fuzzball had just placed inside? She'd seen it flutter, but at this distance, Lucien would not really like to guess. Plus, she felt she should approach this drake. Maybe he (or she) could help her find whatever she was supposed to be looking for.
And with the thought, the black roan picked up her pace into a trot. She was just about to call out to the little thing when it went off, probably to find more of the fluttery stuff. Ah...
Nosing around, the filly discovered that the shiny was actually a box, and the fluttering thing that was placed inside was in fact a butterfly. A brown and pink fella, no less. She prodded the box with her black muzzle, and watched in amusement as the insect fluttered about in alarm.
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Silencer Wolf Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 1:50 am
Tibby happily walked into the trees, walking from to place to place as he looked for a fruit tree. He could go for some fruit as well as more butterflies, that and if he broke a mango open the butterflies would come from ever where to try and get it. Looking around he perked up a bit as the sweet smell of the fruit filled his nose, though he smelled the fruit he carefully got closer, aware as he did that some times things could be a trap for him. He was a baby; things tended to eat him here, though they were few in number there were still some. The wolf creatures tended to like eating little drakes like him, but when you’re the size of a rabbit things happened. He spotted the tree and for awhile he watched until he felt it was safe enough and he quickly dashed toward the tree before small sharp claws were dug into the bark and he was up on a branch looking at the ground once more for any sign of danger. Still he saw nothing so he started his search for fruit, finding a few older one he hit them with his tail until he watched them fall to the ground with a splat, opening and spreading all around the tree like snow.
Well he had never seen snow so sand maybe. Having finished with breaking things he moved in search for more fruit, this time he grabbed one in his mouth, and one was carefully held in his tail. It was hard, but he jumped from the branch using his still growing wings he was able to land without hurting himself, well the landing hurt but he wouldn't die or even bruise. Happy again he started off back toward his home only to see a black and white Equu standing and poking his shiny box! He would have growl if the fruit in his mouth didn't stop him, but he quickly sped up his walking until he was beside the much larger creature. Glaring at it he set his fruits down and made a hissing like noise, his fur standing on end and his tail flailing like a whip behind him. He had little doubt he would scare it off, but he could so his annoyance!
"You’re going to break it, stop that!" His voice was light and chipper sounding like a larks would be if the song bird ever chose to speak, but Tibby always thought they were stuck up thinking they were better. One day he would eat one of those things, and then he would see who was better! Keeping a weary eye on the Equu he walked to his box and checked it over, his nose sniffing here and there before his attention was turned fully back to the larger animal beside him. He had never seen one of these so far from the meadows, of course that’s where he should be, or the trees but he liked the beach because he found shiny things. Yes he liked collecting shiny things, a habit he had picked up from taking care of himself. When you are alone and bored you find strange things amusing and time consuming so you forget about things.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 4:32 pm
Lucien jumped at the sudden hiss, instinctively jumping aside and out of the way of a potential snake. Turning around, the equus realised it was only the white drake, and a little kit at that. How tiny it was! And plucky too. To this Lucien smiled, though the thing which truly caught her attention was his voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she nickered, not taking her eyes off him. He was positively one of the smallest Lavas she'd seen, aside from the colorful avians. And Gill too, but he was a totem spirit - those were naturally small, being little animated carvings.
"No need to get so worked up, little fella," Lucien said, smiling. Nodding towards the box, she added, "I'm not gonna break it. Besides, that's a nice butterfly you have in there." It was a casual statement, with no hints of adoration towards the butterfly. Unlike most females, Lucien has no fancy towards pretty fluttery things.
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Silencer Wolf Vice Captain
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