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 Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 1:12 pm
Baldev was rather glad to not be his brother right now. He had seen Harij in public situations and the other stallion would probably have climbed a tree by now from the tension of being around someone that wasn’t already friendly. A Kalona, huh? So he’d best not piss her off?
“Oh, I’ve not met a Kalona before.. None from where I came from.”
That was true, for the most part. Other than unicorns, nobody else was allowed into the territory he had lived in. In truth, Harij had been cast out.. But that was another story.
“Only vague stories, no pictures.”
Was she shocked by the admission? Around here were Kalonas considered extra special or something? Well, maybe he’d have to find one to chat with? Wait.. She was half.. That was good enough for his peace of mind!
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 12:46 pm
Hinode poked some of the grass with one of her front hove as she listend to the stallion she still tried not to look to much at him since she knew she was going to get unfocused again. Baldev was the prettiest stallion she had met so far...
" Ah it's ok we are not that common to see actually but all kalona's isn't dangerous "
Atleast from her experience. Then she raised a brown as she watched the blue male...she didn't want anyone to be afraid of her just treat her with the respect as she wanted.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:18 am
Baldev had the strange urge to chuckle just a little bit. This Hinode, was rather sweet, even if her tendencies said she’d rather be a big bad Kalona. A smile was all that he let out as he waited for her to go ahead and speak again. What was that saying, “Knowledge is power” or something.
“Mmm, I still have the feeling that if I were to come upon a Kalona on a dark night I really wouldn’t want to mess with one.”
Fear was the last thing on Baldev’s mind, to him she was too pretty to be afraid of. Little did he know that there were some beautiful skinwalkers that would just adore disagreeing with beauty made one gentle. He pawed at the ground just a bit before tossing some curls out of his face.
“So, what’s there to do for fun around here?”
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