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 Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:24 am
  =========== Christabel managed to wobble away from her overbearing father but she occassionally will collaspes in a flailing heap of legs and small wings flapping wildly when she struggles to sit upright. After few minutes of flailing, she have succeeded in sitting up and she splays her small wings out tiredly. But her pure gold eyes gleams with determination as she scrambles back up to her hooves then she wobbles toward the stream for a drink of the water. Her wings contiunes to flutter before they flaps lightly when she felt the breeze blowing against her body. "Nya...." She squeaks lightly when her insticts tells her to spread her wings and try to fly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 10:47 pm
He followed the river, hooves stepping lightly through the melting snow. His wings were tightly folded against his body, giving off warmth. Notte Rache was enjoying a quiet afternoon before he spotted a bundle of gold and black wavering near the river. He stopped, squinting to see properly, and the bundle turned out to be a small filly, seemingly just out of her basket as she was having a hard time keeping her wings under control. Notte looked around, a filly is never far from her mare or sire....yet he couldn't see where the adult soquili was. How strange....the stallion whickered softly and greeted the filly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 9:50 am
The poor filly was too involved in trying to stop her wings from fluttering too much to notice that she have audience watching. When she managed to keep her wings firmly pressed against her body, Christabel wobbles away from the river and jumps really high in the air when she hears a whicker, she flaps her wings wildly as she fell to the ground. She nickered fearfully as her pure gold eyes stares at the dark winged male stallion. He have wings!! just like her! Excitement rises in Christabel's chest as she flails around, trying to get back on her hooves.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 3:53 am
He was startled at her leap and even worse at her fall. Rushing anxiously by the filly's side, he whickered with care. Notte hoped he hadn't frightened her and caused her to fall by running away. He hadn't meant to.
Nosing her gently, he braced her with one wing and lifted her onto her hooves.
"Is everything alright?" he asked, nervous.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 11:17 am
Christabel squeaks as she feels the winged stallion's nose nosing her up to her feet, she leans against the male's wing while looking up at him with wide gold eyes. She is still learning how to speak as she opens her mouth and closes it again when she tries to formulate words she want to say. "Yaaa" Her squeaky voice finally made itsself known. "Paaa??" She inquires Notte curiously, wondering if he is her real father or not.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 11:27 pm
Notte made sure she was stable on her hooves but kept one wing fluttering against her side just in case. She was a beautiful little filly but he couldn't understand what she was saying, "Paa? Have you just emerged from your basket little one? Do you have a name? Where is your mother?" he asked, unsure what to do if she was lost.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 10:50 am
Christabel blinks as she looks at Notte confusedly. She is not sure how to answer those questions, she squints her eye at him. She flutters her wings as she leans against Notte. "Nyaa.... N-No maa." She frowns at the older stallion, feeling sad that she have no mother but she does have a father who is away at the moment. "Me... Ch... Ch..." She obiviously is having hard time pronouncing her name as she frowns again. "Bel.. Bella! Me Bella!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 1:47 am
"Bella? Why....of course, you're very beautiful little one, but...oh..." he then realised she meant Bella as a name and not the word for beautiful. "Bella....well...I'm Notte....me Notte," he said, gently moving her along. He should try to find her parents, the world is not a place for a newly emerged filly. "Come along Bella....let's find your mama."
He noted down her coloring, gold with black specks, and was intent on finding a mare of similar coat.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 12:13 pm
Christabel looks at Notte in almost confused manner and she squints her eyebrows. "No.....te?" She stutters as she flaps her wings when she feels like she is going to fall. She squeaks and frowns up at Notte. "No mama." She looks up at Notte with almost soulful and tearful eyes. She spreads her wings out and flaps them once more. "Me fly." She simply says as she flaps her wings more frantically, obiviously wanting to learn how to fly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 10:09 pm
(( my bday march 1st! turning 20 ^^))
"No mama?" oh dear......is she an orphan? does she not have a family? Notte was perplexed, stopping for a little while, thinking. Wrapping his dark silvered wings around the filly, he nosed at her mane gently, "Slowly little Bella." Well........since he was here and she seemed intent to fly, why not. Perhaps he could spot a herd or a mare from the skies above.
So Notte sheltered her with one wing, walking sedately next to her, "Hold your wings out like this," he said, lifting the other wing and laying it out flat, "then you need to run abit and let the wind lift your wings....." starting to quicken his pace, he tried to help her run.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 10:31 am
Bella squints her eyes slightly as she bobs her head at Notte. She stumbles around before she takes off running ahead of Notte with her wings stretched out from her body and the strong gust of the wind lifted her up but knocked her backward. She grunts as she rolls over to her side, looking up at Notte. "Papa.." She simply says as she looks at the movement behind Notte.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 4:11 am
He laughed, not unkindly, and gently nosed her up. She was doing a much better job than he was when a foal, he thought at any rate. But....what had she said?
"Papa? no little Bella....I'm not.....um......your papa," he swallowed uncomfortably wondering if his coming closer has somewhat confused the filly.
That wouldn't do....he thought.....him? a father?
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:31 pm
Christabel giggles as she shakes her head. She uses her small horn to point at Zahariah whom is watching them from the forest. "No... papa." She tries to tell Notte that her father is watching them. She giggles as she looks up at Notte with her wings outspreaded. "Teach Fly?" She looks at Notte with an eager and hopeful expression on her face.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 6:18 pm
"Huh?" he was still very much confused before he had the sense to turn back and spotted the stallion. "Oh..." was he friend or foe. Wait...what has she said...Papa....so perhaps that is her father? He half hoped so.....but perhaps the stallion would have taken offense that he had neared the filly.
"of course little one..." he whispered then to Bella before calling out, "Hello.......are you this filly's sire?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 11:50 am
Zahariah eyes Notte warily before he slowly approaches them but keeping his distance. Another stallion could sense the anxiety and nervousness that is radiating thickly from his body because it was his child near another strange soquili and she could die easily. "Aye... I am this filly's sire.." He eyes Notte warily as he stomps on the ground nervously.
Christabel looks at her father, she could tell that he is distressed about something. She sighs to herself because she doesn't understand why her father is so nervous about everything ever since she came out of the basket. "Papa.... Th.. This is Notte." She stutters as she tries to form the sentences together. "He... He is nice. Teach me how to fly." It was evident that her efforts was wearing her out and giving her headache because she squints her eyes.
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