welcome to the real world;;

[cammie;]

The graceful fem strode aimlessly into the new lands that she happened to come upon in her new search for a better life. Tiara was held high to show she was not afraid of anything she might come across or anyone who might approach her. Deep brown orbs glanced around the terrain for a bit getting used to her new surroundings.

Tall twin towers stood firmly a top her skull and flicked back and forth to the birds that would pass by over head making there noisy calls to each other. Bod moved slowly through the brush, pushing the branches of the trees back with her crown. Orbs then soon set upon aqua and the mare trotted swiftly toward the body of water. She hadn't drank and ate in many days and she needed water to go on.

Halting at the side of the river, tiara dipped down and muzzle touched the water gently. She drank till she couldn't drink anymore. Tossing her dial to the air when she was done, auds pushed forward as the sound of another entered her ears.A nicker was let loose from her vocals to let the other know that she was here. Whipcord flicked softly against her haunches before she took a step forward in search of the one who was near.

[Someday]

It's like, it's like, just amazing, sometimes. Happiness. Happiness feels so...good. I don't really get happiness, but it's like, there when you don't know it. You don't ever give a thought about it, 'less you're unhappy. But then you don't exactly think, 'Oh no, I'm unhappy; I wish I could be happy' now do you? Happiness varies, too. Sometimes it come in huge amounts, then go, like, like having a healthy newborn. Sometimes it comes in little bits, like finding a really sweet patch of grass. Or a stillness that's altogether peaceful. Sometimes it comes in new horses, friends. Sometimes you just feel happy, for no particular reason; because you always have something to be happy for? I dunno about you, but for me, it's just that way.

Just came from the Claiming Mountain. Had a sweet encounter with my now hearter. Well, that's what I call those I like. Heart. Ers. Hearters. To you, it would be 'lover', I suppose, but to me, it's always Hearter, for my own reasons. Now here I am, in this lovely place. Just trotting along. It just so happens I see a poor mare all alone, and I go up to greet her, but suddenly my mind changes but my body wants to go forth. Curse my shyness. Well, I stop, and she seems to notice me. Well, no duh, what with all my noise. H-He-Hello, I just barely manage it. I think she'll be asking for what I said, so I take my breath and ready.

[Azideln;;Razzle]

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Nearby, in the stillness of the day withstood a forest of trees. Sunbeams peeked through the tree's branches, as a light breeze that danced over the lands. Catching the branches and making them sway effortlessly. Free and wild.

Deep in the umbra, underneath a close tree, quietly stood a minx. Dark wine towers lifted and flickered, hearing the femmora emitted a nicker out toward her. Smile formed over her sleek kissers, as her pistons stepped slowly out from the underneath the tree's protection from the rays of the sunlight.

Once she was in veiw, she came to a hault. Cinnamon orbs glanced toward the femmora nearby. Towers flickered back and forth a moment, she did not respond to her call quickly. Instead, she stepped toward the aqua waters in the riverbank. Lowering her crown toward the waters, she sipped the cool liquids quietly.

Lifting her crown, a soft snort emitted from her nares. Turnig her attention back to the nickering femmora nearby, just across the river really. She smiled to her, nodding gently. Her towers lifted and flickered, pricking toward her, then flickering once again. Soft nicker emitted toward the femmora in retort.

Towers flickered in the distance, she heard hoof beats. Snort emitted from her nares as she tossed her elegant crown high, onyx threads dancing and falling over her cinnoman orbs.

Pistons pranced her backwards, tucking her onyx velvet into her sleek, strong and masculed crest. She looked to the two now, unsure what to do now. Tassel lifted swishing from side to side, snorting a few times. She came to a hault. Watching them quietly.</sup>

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[Someday]

What makes you always feel so down? Yup, sadness. It just about right follows after anger, another shameful emotion. Ah, shame. I feel like that alot. And failure. That, too. Embarrassment. Torture. Pain. So much can reduce a horse to tears. but not darks. Never darks. Pure heartless, they are. I don't know why they love so much that makes a sensible horse sad. They maybe cracked right down to the middle for all I know. Why do I care? I care, but I don't know why. Maybe my previous style of living and taught me happiness in pure, and I can't stand sadness. But whatever the reason, I'd liked to help...but that would a fantasy. Fantasy, like the dream I walk into during my lifetime.

I saw her. Saw her go out next to the lone gix by the water. How badly I want to join. But my body betrayed my mind, planted itself firmly into the ground. my weak will turning weaker as is. I think I was waiting for an order to go near. But either way, I was going to stand there until..until...something happened that compelled me to go. Gob shut tight; so tight I couldn't pry it no looser. I tried to look her in the eye, but cursed shyness made me look away before sight even met.

[cammie;]

ooc;; sorry it is taking so long. my muse is on low. its coming.

[Someday]

ooc: hello?