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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 3:16 am
 He'd adjusted a bit to life here and enjoyed his time sprawling in the grass when Luinil let him have some time with the other males. He'd been hunting the night before, flushing out birds from the bushes for her and for better or worse learning a trade as sort of a hunting dog/pack mule. It wasn't his status in this herd that bothered him. To be honest.. With so many friendly faces, no matter how many scowls some of the more rigid mares offered him and his cheeky ways, how could this life be anything but pleasant? So long as he wasn't stepping on some one's figurative talons, he was behaving himself. And when he behaved himself.. Everything went smoothly.
Luinil's blue and silver feather was tied in his short blue and yellow mane and flicked lightly in the breeze as he trotted in the grass some. He was feeling his oats more or less and though he should probably be resting, he wanted to enjoy this day and get to know a few of the other males.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 7:58 am
 Cabriole, meanwhile was spending a bit more time in the safe zone than usual -- His two remaining children. the stallion lucky enough to be allowed to work with them, were still young enough to be getting classes and needing to spend sometime with the nannies despite being so close to adulthood and already getting involved with their world. Taarab especially was a lot of work, but work to be proud of, the young stallion organizing a few males and female volunteers to aid him in creating a guild of artisans, teaching others how to make. And the honey colored stallion had developed a bit of a cold, so chose to avoid the foals to prevent them from catching it as well and falling behind in their classes, and to keep the commander that kept him as hers and he was loyal to from getting ill as well.
However, after having spent a few days somewhat isolated from the other stallions, the worst of it was over and it had passed the contagious stage, and was feeling restless, and he figured exercise would be one of the best ways to get back into shape, so found himself waiting patiently with those who were interested in going on the outting to one of the exercise fields. He peered around on the edges of the small group, wondering if he saw any new faces, curious about new comers now that he was feeling better and no longer so driven to sleep and could satisfy his curiosity.
Spotting Finian nearby, though not in the group, he smiled softly, shifting with a jingle of bells, "Hello there, I haven't seen you before."
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:09 pm
The new voice had caught him off guard. so far this day he'd found himself rather, ignored by the rest of the males. Stopping to see the owner of the voice, he saw a honey colored stallion and nodded in greeting. "Hello." He called back, his voice was friendly, not at all the gruff deep tones of some males but a silken smoothness of one who hadn't had too much hardship in their young life.
Offering a friendly smile, he nodded lightly, the feather fluttering at the movement. "I'm new.. actually a few weeks new you could say." He chuckled lightly. At first, he'd felt the pinch of things.. feeling that the flock had been more of a prison than a decent life. though he'd given his word to the mare that had bested him. Now.. he was starting to come around.. see that things weren't too bad of.. in fact they could have likely been worse. "Name's Finian." Yellow eyes eyed the other male a moment, wondering just which of the females he 'belonged' to.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 10:28 pm
Upon closer inspection, while the jingling of bells drew attention to his main accessories, the fluttering of feathers bound to his beaded decorations showed he was a claimed stallion beyond the marker of his captor and a safe zone regular, but instead the number of teal feathers with pink tips showed that whatever mare had taken him in was his soul owner and quite possessive at that.
The honeyed stallion with the sky blue hair bowed, smiling warmly, his rich red eyes sparkling with a bit of humor, "I'm Cabriole Amachi, Ex-outsider and now indoctrinated and preferred pet of Commander Zahraa'." He gave a bit of a sheepish smile, clearly saying what was the closest thing to a title a male could hold, " I think I might have seen you a few times with Mistress Luinil, but I usually don't spend such long periods of time in the safezones."
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 11:19 pm
"Pleasure meeting you. I'm Finian." He replied with a smile and nodded some. "Yeah.. She's been teaching me to hunt." He couldn't help but to chuckle some. "Or I should say she's been teaching me to flush game out and then pack it home." He smirked some. So this male was a preferred pet?Interesting.. he thought to himself.
"Luinil's not too bad.. she's got spunk.. I like it." He flashed a near cheeky grin as he spoke. "The safe zone? Oh right.. the place all the males are.. I suppose they're not so horrible.. It's kinda hard to meet some one new in them though." He looked around seeing some of the other males in their little 'pods' moving around the grasses.
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