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nowhere to go and no place to call home
Posted on March 24, 2020 at 06:33:01 PM by nerys

MY ONLY FRIEND WAS THE MAN IN THE MOON

The young mare peered around with a hopeful expression painted on her face. Usually Mr.Butterfly had a friend or two with him on his forays. If she was quick enough then she may be able to find them and coax one to play in her forelock again!

Lashing her tail in excitement, Nerys pranced forward to continue her search. Youthful eyes peered into every nook and cranny, pink tongue poking out of the side of her mouth in earnest concentration. There had to be another butterfly..there just had to be! No butterfly went out into the field alone. She had been hunting them for years and they never failed to go out in at least pairs.

Wait...there!

Nerys eyes widened in excitement and laughter spilled from her lips when she spotted Mrs.Butterfly. This one was painted in a kaleidoscope of tangerine and pink. It stood upon the petal of a vibrant wildflower, small hands rubbing together as she dusted herself free of pollen. Oh! She was glorious! Much prettier than Mr.Butterfly but she wouldn't tell him that.

Ever so slowly, the young mare tiptoed her way over to the butterfly. Just as she was about to bring her head down and attempt to touch it, a voice broke the silence. Nerys hadn't heard him coming and was rightfully startled when he spoke. The young mare let out an undignified eep, jumping and attempting to spin and face him. Her small hooves slipped on her tail and entangled themselves before she went down with a oomph. "Owwie. That hurt!" she whispered, head buried in the flowers that once housed Mrs.Butterfly.

"Didja have to sneak up on me? Wait! Don't answer that. Is Mrs.Butterfly alright?!?! I'm 2-2 for scaring them today. Ohhhh they are going to hate me!" she moaned, thrusting out her lower lip in an exaggerated pout.

Nerys looked up from the ground, peering at the bay colt with a petulant expression. "Were you after Mrs.Butterfly too? I wouldn't blame you. She is rather pretty for a butterfly. Don't tell Mr.Butterfly I said that tho. He might get offended."

( she is a klutz )

"this is what i am saying"

N E R Y S

Replies:

cuba libre - By bacardi March 29, 2020 at 07:49:23 PM
- my only friend was the man in the moon - By nerys March 30, 2020 at 10:02:52 PM
  - [x] - By Bacardi March 30, 2020 at 10:23:10 PM

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