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 Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 3:24 pm
(sorry it's so short, I was distracted by H&H live XD;;; )
Laying on his side, a sigh escaped Calix's mouth as he rolled over by the lakeside. Wriggling slightly, he turned his head to glance at his bag which lay in the grass just a few feet away, filled with the rotting berries he used to paint. Lazily sunning himself was no longer entertaining, or relaxing, seems like it was time for him to go back to making a mess, as his mother called it with a look of disgust on her face.
Rising from the dirt, the young hart paused to shake off the stray blades of grass and dirt that had accumulated in his fur, before sliding the bag over his head. Berries trickled out of the gap beneath the flap as it turned around his neck, settling along his shoulder. Once the bag was in place he took dainty steps along the edge of the water, mouth clenched shut as his eyes scanned the ground for large rocks or or a branch that he could peel the bark off of. Either would work fine for what he was planning to do, and today he had a special image he wanted to create with the berry juices.
"A flower, so beautiful even mother won't be able to complain," he murmured, so focused on the ground before him that he paid no attention to anything around him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:49 pm
[S'all right, I suck at long RPs OTL]
Ellie pranced around the meadow, happy and giggling. She loved the meadow, it was a perfect place to find flowers and fruit, including the object of her obsession - Strawberries. She was going to go and find some now, when she spied something out of place on the grass.
Ellie trotted over to the object to inspect it, it looked like a bag of some sort. "Oooh, pretty bag!" she said aloud. She could smell berries, albeit rotten ones, coming from inside, sparking her curiosity again. She look over and saw there was someone by the waterside, but they seemed distracted.
"Hello?" she called to the stranger, taking about eight paces forward, toward them. "Hello! Who are you? Is that stranger's bag there?" she said, smiling innocently, moving to their side. He smelled off, and was doing something with the things in front of him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 5:42 pm
Calix was so absorbed in his search that he hadn't heard the herla coming. He jerked his head up at the sound of the strangers voice, startled as he turned to face her. His ears wiggled as he listened, eyes warily darting over to his bag, worried that this stranger might try to take it. He blinked as he turned his attention to the hind before him, 'Mother would approve of her looks,' he thought, snorting quietly to himself.
"Hello," his curls bounced as he spoke, "My name is Calix and that is my bag," he murmured softly, jerking his head in the direction of his bag full of berries. Glancing back at her through his one eye, "I didn't think anyone else was here," he said quietly. Pursing his lips ever so slightly, his ragged clothes shifting, he took a small step forward toward her.
"Who are you?" He asked, head tilted slightly to the right, watching her. "And might I ask what your doing here? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, I'm sure i can figure it out easily enough. Herla only come here for the water or for picnicking with their mates after all."
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:35 pm
Ellie smiled at the herla. "Ah! So it was your bag, mister. Ellie was curious, it smells like berries." She giggled lightly, and sniffed the air. "Mister smells like berries, too."
She thought briefly why she was there. Ellie usually came for the flowers and fruits, but today wanted to do something different. Her eyes lit up as she responded. "Ellie's name is Ellie! And Ellie was here to look for strawberries. Or splash in the water. Ellie likes to go splash splash!" she said with a grin.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:51 pm
Calix frowned, furrowing his brow as he noted her speech, "of course it smells like berries, that's what it's full of after all... mostly at least." He chuckled, tilting his head, this girl was bizarre, that's for sure. "I smell like berries because that's what I use for... stuff." He murmured, looking down at his hooves, slightly embarrassed by his strange hobby. "I tend to get covered in berries, so..." he smiled, shrugging awkwardly.
His tail flicked as he waited, shooing away an insect that was flying nearby. "Nice to meet you Ellie," he bowed, crossing his front legs as he bent them. "I was looking for berries as well, to use for... whatever it is I do with them," he said with a nod. "You like to swim?" he asked, tilting his head with curiosity. "Or just splash?"
The young hart eyed the cold water, 'Mother hates splashing, it's far too messy for her' he chuckled. 'She's too concerned with her looks... splashing is supposed to be fun, right?'
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 12:02 pm
Ellie's eyes lit up. "So it is? Mister likes berries too? Oooh, what kind of stuff? Fun stuff things? Ellie likes fun stuff things." she said, excited.
She noted the strange gesture he did he her everlasting-seeming smile. "Nice to meet mister Calix too," she said, "Ellie likes berries. They taste good!" Ellie nodded, more to herself than to him. "Ellie can't swim very well," she admitted, "So Ellie just splashes! It's lots of fun."
Her eyes followed his to the water. "Would mister like to splash with Ellie, or is he too busy doing whatever it is he is doing?" she asked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 4:24 pm
Calix nodded, watching her with mild amusement, "Yes I like berries, and other things as well of course. I'll throw in anything that seems interesting to add it to my collection." He sighed, thinking of the place where he had hidden his things, it was quite a distance from where his mother usually meandered. "Well... the drawing kind of stuff," he said quickly, in a voice barely above a whisper. "You probably wouldn't like it."
The young hart nodded, "Most people enjoy eating berries, but my berries have a different purpose then to feed me, so they never make it to my mouth." He chuckled, watching her, "I don't swim to well myself, I don't splash though, it would upset my mother and she's usually the only one around to splash." He snorted, the memory of the first and only time he had tried to splash his mother surfacing, boy had she been angry, 'Just because she'd gotten her clothes a little wet.'
With a second glance at the water Calix shrugged, "You can call me Calix, you know, I don't really think I qualify as a mister yet anyways." A grin briefly split his face, "Well if Miss Ellie wants me to splash with her, then I'm afraid I have no choice but to join her, it would be terribly rude for me to turn down such a nice girl. I can always paint and draw later."
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 11:53 am
Ellie thought about what he said a moment before responding "Drawing? Like, pretty picture drawing? Ellie likes pretty pictures!" She pranced in a circle, grinning wide.
"Why would your mommy get mad if you were playing?" She asked, curious. She didn't have parents though, and couldn't comprehend the idea very well. But he could play with her!
"Oooh, okay! So Calix will play with Ellie!" she giggled at his compliment, and walked into the water. "Play now, make pretty later!" she said, stomping a forehoof down into the water, making a splash.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 12:39 pm
Calix nodded, face growing hot beneath his fur, "Yep, pretty pictures." He murmured quietly, shuffling, "I like pictures too, though I prefer making them, looking at them isn't bad either... Would you like me to make you one later?" He tilted his head to the side, ears lowering slightly, a small frown on his face as he watched nervously.
"My mother hates dirt and anything that may make one appear dirty," he sighed. "Which means no getting covered in mud or berries," he said with a snort. "I tend not to listen too often, because drawing requires getting covered in berry juices."
The young hart nodded, "yeah, I'll play," he chuckled, prancing over towards the water with a small smile. "Ok, ok! I got it! I'll play now!" He laughed, rising up onto his back legs before slamming his front hooves into the water, creating a small splash. He cast a glance at Ellie and grinned, wading into the water until it was up to just below his knees.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 11:36 am
Ellie giggled. "Ellie would love if Calix made Ellie a picture!" she said, watching him.
"Oooh, Calix's mommy doesn't sound too nice, but Ellie likes getting dirty and playing! But is hard to avoid getting dirty when you garden." she said, making another small splash. "Ellie would like to try to make a pretty picture with Calix too, if it okay!"
Ellie watched Calix move into the water and giggled, making another splash.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 4:47 pm
A smile flashed across his face as he waked in a slow circle in the water, face turned away from her, his eyes locked on the rippling surface so she couldn't see the grin. "Alright, then what would you like me to draw for you?" He asked, jerking his head up to look at her, his left ear dropping slightly as he peered at her with his blue eye.
Calix shrugged slightly, "My mother's alright, she just needs to get out more.." He paused, contemplating how to explain it simply, "I don't think anyone ever taught her how to have fun, all she ever learned when she was little was the importance of looking good." He murmured this quietly, lifting a hoof out of the water to examine it as he spoke.
He dropped the hoof back into the water, creating a small splash as he turned to Ellie, "Of course you can help, but you might stain your fur with berry juices, so be careful... unless you don't mind that is."
The young hart was pleased to see someone interested in his artwork, others typically dismissed it immediately. "Of course it's ok..." he said in a whisper, mostly talking to himself, before casting a glimpse at the distance between the two and wriggling in the water to create small waves across it's surface.
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