Playground
Parents do not fear; your children are safe in the Playground. A benevolent fairy watches over young colts and fillies who come to frolic here. The trees are ancient things, and widely spaced (excellent for tag) and there are several low logs to leap over and many ponds and thickets full of wonder for the little ones. Come play and form friendships that will last a lifetime.
and tonight, it's only you and me
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Posted on March 25, 2011 at 04:33:39 AM by jecker
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This was a brilliant game! The thrill of the chase with Rammy charging along, engaging it. She tried to draw it out, but he was quicker and so she was tagged. The horns jab into her shoulder and she squeals at the sensation that filled her body momentarily. "Aww man, you win!"
The bay splashed girl with the strange mask and odd eyes bumps into Marston, tired from the chase, her excitement finally peaked and now her adrenaline was draining. Nudging his horns, she noses her away around them, almost grooming but she doesn't know what it's called. It seemed like it would be an itchy place, especially if they were going to grow with him. This was also a display of her envy, her jealousy almost (though she couldn't name the feeling) of his gift. She grew curious about him, and perhaps it was because she was nearing a year of age that her hormones were starting to kick in. Boys were becoming...dare I say it interesting more than just for playing. "Marston, what's it like where your parents are?"
J e c k e r
child of the dale
of carnage and enigma
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