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[polyester girl.]

◈ Username : coolcat790
◈ Name : free spirit
◈ Age : 25
◈ Write short story about her :free spirit travels around mountains freely, he is generous to help the poor. And tries to stay positive

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[lemondropkitten]

◈ Username : lemondropkitten
◈ Name : Aster
◈ Age : 8
◈ Write a short story about her : Aster trotted along a mountain path. The sky was beginning to darken, and Aster thought it might rain. She shook her head and continued down the path to look for somewhere to shelter if it did start to rain.

Aster was standing under a tree as the rain poured down. She had just found the tree when it had started raining, so she was staying dry under the tree. Aster suddenly she heard the sound of someone approaching. She peered out from under the tree to see a Trico, younger then her, about five years old. "Who are you?" She asked. "My name's Snowstorm. Who are you?" The Trico said, coming under the tree next to her. "Aster." Aster said.

And that is how Aster and Snowstorm met and became friends. After the rain had stopped, they said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways. Though Aster hoped they might meet again, and Snowstorm hoped that too. Now, they often visit each other sometimes.

[iShame]

◈ Username : iShame
◈ Name : Leona
◈ Age : 5 Years
◈ Write a short story about her : Leona's hooves struck the ground in a rhythmic beat; the white socks gleaming from her redish-orange pelt. The black markings; brindle, gave her coat a unique distinctness from the green lush grass beneath her. She was built well; the muscles along her frame giving her coat a better definition. Her yellow eyes had not laid on another like herself in hours; and feared she had been traveling the wrong way. She disliked being on her own, worried that danger would strike and no one would be their to help her. The moonlight beaming down beneath the breaks in the foliage were not helpful either in her search. Though it was soon that she could see something ahead; and whinnied out in curiosity. She could see the brown and white Trico ahead; his blue green eyes shining as he basked in the silver glow of the moon.