(BAYOU KELPIES) Spirits of the fog -Species rp-

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Dexter
Mood: Guilty
With: Poetry
Location: Back home at the herd
Crush:He's pretty sure he's falling for Poetry

Dexter gave a soft sigh, looking at her quivering face and stepping forward,
holding her in a tight hug,

"I missed you too.."
He said trying to comfort her,
"I'm so sorry, Poetry,"
He said, stroking her hair softly,

"I'm not letting this happen again."
he said, placing his lips on the top of her head.

[Neira]

Written Poetry

It felt good to be so close to him again, and she had to smile.
"I love you Dexter" she said and cuddled up to his neck and sighed.

GrowlHawk Golden & Songbird Silver

Silver laughed as she ran around the next tree and spotted two kelpies, she tryied to stop and fell over and rolled aound.
She rolled over and bumped into the kelpies backfeet and stopped.
Hawk stood by the tree and gasped as he saw hois sister bump into the big stallion.
He quickly ran up to her and tryied to help her up, but froze when he saw that the mare had seen them.

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Dexter
Mood: Guilty
With: Poetry
Location: Back home at the herd
Crush:He's pretty sure he's falling for Poetry

Dexter pulled her closer and sighed,
He had no idea why she would forgive him, or why he even deserved her, but he was glad to have her back.
"I love you too, Poetry,"
He smiled,
"Don't forget it."
He chuckled a little.

[Lavapony]

[what happened with vanity?]

[Neira]

(She was left to a healer to check her and Poetry and Dexter are now loving eachother again. Also, btw waffles, the foals where bumping into him ;3)

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Dexter
Mood: Guilty
With: Poetry
Location: Back home at the herd
Crush:He's pretty sure he's falling for Poetry

Dexter's eyes widened at the impact that slammed into his legs, he lifted his hind leg up slightly,
and smiling amusedly at the small filly that looked up at him with an almost terrified look,
A little colt appeared, assumingly her brother, and helped to her feet,

Dexter smiled at them,
"Hello, kids,"
He said,
"Are you lost?"

[Neira]

GrowlHawk Golden & Songbird Silver

"Yes"-"No"
They said at the same time and looked at eachother.
"we aren't lost"
"We are!" Silver said and looked at the stallion.

Written Poetry

She smiled at the cute foals.
Her eyes looked from the foals to Dexter as she stood behind him.

[Wolfie♥Louis]

Auroch
Mood: Hollow
With: No one
Location: Deep swamp
Crush: No one

Auroch silently walked through the bayous,
his hooves softly thudding through the moss and damp ground.

He blew his long blonde hair out of his eyes, his orange eyes
brightening with the glow of the luminescent mushrooms and the
buzzing fireflies.

He continued walking, he carried his head a little higher, and walking at a quicker pace,
He was going to his sanctum,
that special place he went to relax, and to return to a more...Sane state

He arrived at the small secluded pool and sighed, the fireflies and mushrooms made the
place almost glow.
This was not only a pretty and relaxing place to be, it was where he had first met Aily,
and it was his way of keeping in touch with her,

He laid down under the huge willow tree next to the water.

"Uh, Hi."
He said sheepishly, looking up and around the area nervously.

"Uh,.. I just wanted to come and uh..See how you were."
He spoke quickly and stuttered a bit

"I..I have been meeting people.."
He said, looking up at the stars in the clear night sky.
"I am still horrible with socializing, though."

He said with a nervous chuckle, looking away and then back up.
"But at least i am learning again.."
He said with a more serious look, his eyes looking more desperatly at the sky.

"I...I miss you...A lot.."
He trailed off...
"And..And..And i want you to know...That... i would do anything to bring you back...."

He looked down at his knees.
"And, I'll never forgive myself for what i did to us..Including Celana.."
he said,
a solemn look washing over his face.

Night Terror, wandering blindly, stopped, looking up at the sky, admiring the twinkling stars, her eyes reflecting the blanket of silver that was the night sky. Her ears pricked, she thought she heard a voice, not far from her, but not near. She looked through the trees, the luminance of the mushrooms creating a beautiful ghostly path that lit her trail of vision. Turning her head so she could see, she pricked her ears Celana he heard drifting eerily on the breeze. The voice though soft sounded familiar and yet she felt unsure.
She wandered, treading softly and steadily, careful not to dislodge any living plant or overhanging branch, a piece of moss fell from a branch, trailing down her velveteen nose, making her sneeze- an indignant snort coming from her nostrils. She looked up immediately, an anxious suspicion arising in her eyes. On looking up, she could see a beautiful moonlit pool, its surface quicksilver to the inky night colors. Fireflies, like living stars lit the pool, moving in erratic and wonderful motions, often flying close to the water. And on the other side of the pool stood a figure, Night Terror looked unsure, backing off slightly, the beauty of this haven had caught her unawares and she had no reason to strike conversation with a stranger she barely knew. She stood in the shadows now half watching the kelpie she could not see and half admiring the simple elegance of the wondrous scenery she inhabited.

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Dexter
Mood: Amused

With: Poetry
Location: Back home at the herd
Crush:He's pretty sure he's falling for Poetry

Dexter smiled and chuckled a little,
he turned to them and lowered his head to their level.
"Well, in that case, where are the adults looking out for you?"
He said, a cool look on his face.

"Or are you guys just too cool for that?"

[stabbrielle]

S H A S T A

Mood: Rather bored actually.
With: The lovely Velvet.
Where: Some waterfall.
Doing What: Talking and walking.
Crush: No one in particular...

Shasta looked around as they approached the waterfall. Glancing at Velvet he gave a faint smile. "Its nice Velvet," he said looked around at the sparkling water. The stallion sauntered around the glistening drape of liquid. He let the water run over his muddy hocks. Shasta never realised exactly how persnickety he was until now. Washing his hooves in a waterfall.