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Post by nala on Jul 3, 2012 15:12:06 GMT -5
Get the hell away from me Nuka! Called out the smaller, younger, yet definitely harsher mare to her brother. You're soaked damnit! She aimed her pearly white teeth right for her brother's thick neck, but the pale coated stallion fell back on his haunches and escaped into the clay colored water. His limbs and tail were stained with the orange colored stuff as well as his sister's white marked nose. She fumed and stomped about, rubbing her face against the insides of her legs as she trotted about at the edge of the water. It was quite a sight to see; These siblings always were.
The Gardens were pretty much their permanent home in all of the Sand Dunes. They'd both been born in the Gorge, but each equines youth and adolescence had been spent lurking near the waters of the Garden. It was a sanctuary of the desert and they'd met many strangers throughout their lives and learned many things as the days past. Stop bouncing about, Vitani. It's not a big deal. Boomed the deep relaxed voice of the palomino still standing in the water. You're so over reactive. Their youth was proven through their conversation, the drama in their lives typical a slightly underdeveloped 5 year old equine. The pair were smarter then whips when it came to retaliation and vindictiveness, or at least Vitani was, but adult conversion was not on the menu with these two.
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