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 Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2015 12:09 am
This is a private roleplay between my (belloblossom's) Eleanor and Thalea's Ecksian. If you are neither myself nor Thalea then please don't post here! Thank you! 3nodding  
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2015 12:17 am
Eleanor
It was only recently that Eleanor had been given permission to go down the mountainside where she and her father resided at the top, to go explore life in the valley. It was kinda scary, to be honest and Eleanor was always happiest in the company of her father, but according to him, she needed to "toughen up", which meant exploring on her own.
Perhaps not the wisest choice to send a foal who couldn't seem to follow basic navigation skills out on her own, but she was out there now and there wasn't any going back until she found something to tell her Daddy about. She was trotting about the valley in the high grasses on her own for bit before it occurred to her that if she found someone new to talk to, she would not only have a friend to play with, but a story to tell her father that night!
As to how to find a friend, well, that was easy. She would just call for one and if she was loud enough, someone had to answer her! Raising her head and quickening her gait, she began to shout to anyone within hearing distance.
"Hello, hello? Is there anyone around who wants to be my friend? I could really use one right about now!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2015 2:50 pm
“We’re all mad here.” Was a favorite quote of his, he was not sure where he heard it, but it defined his life and his family perfectly. Bugs and he were in an exclusive club known as the Mad Hatters because they had wizard hats like their mother and it was exclusive because only those with hats could join. They had just ended one of their super-secret meetings in their super-secret Mad Hatter Club House when Ecks heard a very high pitched shout echo across the land. Curiously he made his way toward the source of the raucous to encounter a very pink unicorn.
The black colt titled his head to the side and studied the filly, he was not sure if he had ever encountered a creature that shade before, it was so bright and colorful, so merry. “Hello!” He chirped out a cheerful reply, this was his first time meeting a foal that was not a family member. “I’ll be your friend, if you will be my friend. Will you be my friend? And we can go on adventures and look for Heffalumps and woozles!”
His mother had told him of creatures, he was not sure if they actually existed but it would be fun to look for them just the same especially now that he had someone besides Bugs to go on adventures with, “OH! I am Ecksian, but you can call me Ecks. What is your name, friend?”
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2015 12:22 pm
Eleanor
Eleanor's voice was becoming shrill and sore from all her calling, so it was much to her relief when someone finally answered her. She turned around to see a creature who was only slightly taller than she, but no where as large as her Daddy was. They were dark of coat, with spirals all about their body and face. With rounding eyes, it also occurred to her that their horn and tail marked them as a unicorn, but she had certainly never seen a unicorn with wings before. She wouldn't have even known what a unicorn was if her father hadn't told her when she's asked.
In four bounds she was standing in front of the other foal, sniffing at him curiously. As it was her first time meeting another other than herself and her father, she was quite curious of him (at least, he seemed like a him, upon closer inspection.)
"Heffalumps and woozles?" She echoed, leaning back to look at him. "What's a heffalump or woozle?" When the other foal suddenly introduced himself as Ecksian, or Ecks, and proclaimed Ellie his friend, she let out a happy laugh and gave a little jump of delight, "My name's Eleanor." She pronounced it Ellie-anor."But you can call my Ellie! Oh I'm so glad you came Ecks! We're going to be the best of friends, I just know it!"
With that she sidled up right next to her new friend, nuzzled his cheek fondly with her own muzzle and then was bounding off in another moment, calling back to him, "C'mon then! Where do you think these heffalumps and woozles could be hiding?"
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