tryit||[kalypso]

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Ahh, fall. Hormones rushed through my veins at that thought. Yes, that. Only I had no one to enjoy it with. So, it was boring... so far. My tall bay 18 hand high frame towered high, but definately wasn't higher than the mountains behind me. Grass was little here, especially with the drought, but there were delicious berries to eat before winter hit. Yum. I stretched my neck out to them, biting down on a ball of nearly total happiness. Ha ha. Note the nearly. It was so true. I was half beat up by some colt, hurt my leg somewhat, and survived an infection. They were gone now.

[Nevaeh]

Kalypso
I'm Holding on

I walked forward and back into the land I had been born in, as my brown orbs looked around my body I gave a little sigh. Why is there no food any where? We really need some rain. before I had left I had heard about my grandmother but I did not meet her, so I could not saying about her. I walked along to a new part of Midnight Acres I had not been before. It was surprisingly beautiful, as my brown orbs, as my mutt body crossed over the land it was still had snow on the mountains, which made me feel like a little mouse next to the tall mountains. I then brought my red roan body to a halt because I saw a very tall brute not very far away from why I was standing, in my young three years of life I have not see anything as tall as him. Hello there sir. Are you sure you’re a horse and not a mammoth?

[/size] I then gave a chuckle at what i just said, I sound a bit like my mum. Some even say my grandma.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Kalypso
Muse: getting there
Comments: Need to get back into her.
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[Patch]

Audits pricked as I heard someone coming, and a moment later I saw a pretty red roan come up. Hello there sir. Are you sure you’re a horse and not a mammoth? the filly suggested. Greatly amused, I tried my best not to laugh.
Greetings, miss. And yes, I am quite sure that I'm a horse, pretty girl. I crooned back. This was like, almost what it used to be back home. Me, hanging around with just about everybody. Probably I had left behind so many kids where I came from. Ha ha ha. Too bad. Green eyes looked into the roan femme's as I said, in a polite tone(greatly changed, I might add), My calling is Skiba, by the way. What is yours, may I know?


ooc: ha ha, skiba is slippery!

[Nevaeh]

Kalypso

For once in my life my red roan auds pricked forward listening to the mammoth of the bay stallion talk. As I heard that he was sure he was a horse and not a mammoth I gave a chuckle. You will be a mammoth to me though Skiba.

[/size] I then began to give my dark red colored crown a shake, which in turn made my reddish fringe fall down over my beautiful brown eyes. While I looked out from behind the curtain of hair my brown orbs where always on him, and I did not know why. When I was always causing trouble around the place, I then opened my maw while my lyrics came out, I’m Kalypso, but some who are lucky enough get to call me Kal.

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Kalypso
Muse: So
Comments: Not the best, sorry it took so long.
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[Patch]

I grinned, nodding, quite amused at the moment. Kalypso was sure decided that I was a mammoth. It was very funny to me because it seemed that she was so bold, outspoken, and besides the general idea of being one of those big hairy brown things that I was stories told about as a child.
O, those eyes. I didn't really mind that Kalypso kept staring at me. Her orbs held a challenge in them, although not threatening like the darks. But I was sure she had something of the blood of them. For no reason. But I knew; I could feel it.
The dry mountain air stirred, making the bushes rustle against each other. They whispered a soft shh-shh, brown leaves falling from time to time.
Am I of the lucky? I asked, edging closer to her just a little bit, my move hardly noticable.