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Sept 16, 2006 12:33:43 GMT -5
Post by firewind on Sept 16, 2006 12:33:43 GMT -5
Long tangled tresses and sharp brown eyes came into the cafe. A filly, built storng and tall, looked round. her flecked coat shone with recent water. Then she contiued her treck. Grabbing some chow and paying, she turned round. Shaking her head, she chose the only free spot- a far corner. She sat down on the grass, feeling the blades melt into her fine hairs. looking down at the food, she grinned. Not like most foods. It wasn't apples or carrots or anything that had been grown. Meat lay before her on its plate, like a trophy. It wouldn't be as good as human meat... But it would do. Kelpies had to improvise in certain situations. They were built for that.
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Sept 16, 2006 12:42:11 GMT -5
Post by ۞dragonmuffin۞ on Sept 16, 2006 12:42:11 GMT -5
Emerald raven avoided the meat, being a pure blood horse, and opted for some avacado and letuice. She liked avacado. She joined Indian, looking distastefuly at the meat. "I....I forgot you were part kelpie." She said.
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Sept 29, 2006 2:24:26 GMT -5
Post by firewind on Sept 29, 2006 2:24:26 GMT -5
Indian laughed at Emerlads face.
"Easy for many to forget. Not so easy for me. But I don't mind."
She looked over at her friends food, and cringed.
"How can you eat that goey, green thing?"
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