Weanling
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Post by faeriiefox on Apr 20, 2024 11:27:25 GMT -7
In the tranquil beauty of the morning, Uwu awoke with a mischievous glint in her eyes. The sun's rays danced playfully across the meadows, igniting a spark of mischief within her heart. She felt like having fun today, like meeting some others and have some fun. She hadn't had any fun in some time and she was almost shivering with anticipation at the notion. Once she had woken up properly and got up from her sleeping spot, she pranced through the fields, the idea of a prank took hold of her imagination, swirling like a colorful whirlwind in her mind.
Spotting a stallion asleep beneath a tree by a close by lake, Uwu couldn't resist the opportunity for a bit of playful fun. She had never seen this stallion before, but his slumbering form presented the perfect canvas for her mischief. She had no wish to be cruel to anyone, but no one had ever died from a little fun, had they? With a joyful smile on her lips, Uwu bounded over to him, her heart racing with excitement. Gathering dandelions from the meadow around them, both yellow ones and the fully bloomed out ones, she set to work, scattering the vibrant blooms around and all over the stallion, with careful precision. Each dandelion added to the whimsical charm of her prank, creating a scene straight out of a springtime fairytale. It made her ridiculously happy to see.
As she worked, a rainbow appeared in the distance, its colors shimmering in the morning light like a silent nod of approval from the sky. It was as if nature itself was encouraging her mischief, urging her to continue with her playful deed. Sure, there had been a little drizzle right as she had awoken, probably creating that rainbow, but she was going to take it as natures' own way to urge her on. It was much more fun that way. Once satisfied with her handiwork, the mare stepped back to admire the scene. The stranger lay adorned with a crown of dandelions, his whole body covered, including his face, the epitome of springtime whimsy. With a soft giggle, she watched as he slept on, oblivious to the surprise awaiting him.
Time seemed to slow as Uwu waited for the stallion to awaken, her heart pounding with anticipation. And then, like a gentle breeze stirring him from his slumber, he began to stir. His eyelids fluttered open, and for a moment, he seemed to blinked in confusion, the dandelions tickling his nose. With a sudden sneeze, his awakening was announced, dandelion seeds scattering like tiny confetti in the air. Uwu couldn't contain her laughter, the sound echoing across the meadow like a playful melody.
The man looked around in bewilderment, his eyes wide with surprise as he took in the sea of dandelions surrounding him. And then, to Uwu's delight, a smile spread across his face, the corners of his mouth quirking up, even if just a little bit.
With laughter and camaraderie, the prank had come to an end, leaving behind nothing but fond memories of a mischievous April morning by the tranquil lake. And as Uwu watched the stallion pluck dandelions from his mane, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction – there was nothing quite like the joy of spreading a little mischief and laughter on a beautiful spring day. As the day continued to unfold, Uwu and the stranger, who she soon learned was named Cathedral, spent the morning exploring the meadows together, the lingering remnants of the prank serving as a reminder of their newfound friendship. They chased butterflies, raced through the fields, and shared stories beneath the shade of the trees. Or maybe it was mostly her chasing butterflies, but that didn't matter, did it?
As the sun reached its zenith in the sky, Uwu and Cathedral settled by the edge of the lake, the water shimmering like liquid gold in the afternoon light. They talked and laughed, enjoying each other's company as they watched the world go by. As the afternoon turned to evening, Uwu knew it was time to bid farewell to her new friend. With a fond farewell and promises to meet again soon, she trotted off into the sunset, her heart full of joy and mischief. As she disappeared into the horizon, Uwu couldn't help but feel grateful for the wonderful day she had shared with Cathedral. It had been a day filled with laughter, friendship, and the simple pleasures of life – a day she would cherish forever. And as she trotted through the meadows, the echoes of their laughter trailing behind her like a gentle breeze, Uwu knew that there would always be more adventures waiting just around the corner. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she looked forward to the many pranks and playful moments yet to come.
notes; April Fools! 810 words, mention of rainbow
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Weanling
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Post by faeriiefox on Apr 21, 2024 4:10:27 GMT -7
As Chrysanthemum wandered through the meadow, her senses were alight with the vibrant sights and sounds of spring. The air was alive with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, their delicate perfume mingling with the gentle rustle of leaves and the melodious chirping of birds. The sun cast a warm glow upon the landscape, illuminating the world in a soft golden hue that filled her heart with a sense of joy and wonder. It was amidst this picturesque scene that she stumbled upon the spring festival—a colorful party of laughter, music, and dancing. Everywhere she looked, horses adorned with elaborate headdresses and countless flowers threaded into their manes and tails spun and twirled in the sunshine, their laughter ringing out like chimes in the breeze. How come she hadn't heard of this earlier? For a moment, Chrysanthemum stood transfixed, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the spectacle before her. The vibrant hues of the festival costumes dazzled her senses, each color more vivid and brilliant than the last. She could feel the infectious energy of the celebration coursing through her veins, filling her with an irresistible urge to join in the merriment. She could hear the music, smell the scents of flowers and treats. The warm breeze against her skin, seeing the vibrant rainbow of colored flowers that decorated every being here.. it was beautiful. She could taste the sweetness of the herb she had picked up on the way here on her lips, sweet and a little minty as she chewed on it. But it was not just the sights and sounds of the festival that captivated her—it was the familiar face of a friend amidst the throng of revelers. There, at the side of the swirling crowd, stood Riddler, a stallion she had met before and grown fond of. He had been so very easy to decorate with flowers. He didn't seem to have joined the others in the celebration, but she wanted to make sure that changed, so a playful smile was soon on her lips. With a joyful whinny, Chrysanthemum bounded towards her friend, her heart brimming with happiness at the sight of him. Riddler turned towards her with a smile, his expression lighting up as he caught sight of her approach. "Chrysanthemum!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with some delight. "What a pleasant surprise to see you here!" Chrysanthemum returned his smile, her own excitement bubbling over as she greeted him with a playful grin."Riddler, it's so good to see you again! I couldn't resist joining in the festivities once I saw them!" As they exchanged greetings, Chrysanthemum's gaze fell upon Riddler's simple adornments—the few scattered flowers that adorned his mane and tail. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she knew she had to remedy this oversight. She could somply not have it that one of her friends were this unadorned! "Come, my friend," she said, gesturing towards him with a playful flick of her tail. "Let me help you truly embrace the spirit of the festival."
With that, Chrysanthemum set to work, weaving her way through the crowd with Riddler by her side. She gathered handfuls of ox-eyed daisies, their cheerful faces beaming up at her as she selected the perfect blooms to adorn her friend. With ease she wove the flowers into Riddler's mane and tail, creating intricate patterns that danced in the sunlight. Each petal seemed to glow with a radiant energy, infusing Riddler's presence with a newfound vibrancy and vitality. As she worked, Chrysanthemum felt a sense of contentment wash over her, she was always happy around friends, and she already considered Riddler to be one of them. It was in these simple moments of friendship that she found true joy, surrounded by friends old and new amidst the beauty of nature's bounty. Spring and summer were indeed her favourite times of the year. Finally, with a flourish, Chrysanthemum placed a flower circlet upon Riddler's head, the perfect finishing touch to his festive ensemble. She stepped back to admire her handiwork, a satisfied smile gracing her lips as she took in the sight of her friend transformed by her efforts. "There," she declared with a grin, "now you truly look the part! Let's go and join in the festivities, shall we?" With that, Chrysanthemum nudged Riddler to get going, leading him towards the heart of the celebration. As they danced and laughed beneath the spring sun, surrounded by the sights, sounds, and scents of the festival, Chrysanthemum couldn't help but feel a sense of pure bliss wash over her—a feeling of belonging and happiness that filled her soul to the brim. Being who she was, she could also not help but to take Riddlers help to put flowers on everyone else as well, whether they wanted to or not, leaving her giggling as she did.
tag; notes; 812 words, Spring Festival, All 5 senses
credit for art - medilic
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Weanling
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Post by faeriiefox on Apr 28, 2024 0:53:10 GMT -7
ANGELIYAH
The young filly was akways all too happy to wander away from her siblings and parents, and soon found herself drawn to the edge of the river one crisp morning. Her pale mane fluttered in the gentle breeze as she approached a glimmering sight that caught her eye—a large, strange blue egg nestled among the soft grasses. She had never seen such a thing before, the eggs that birds laid were much much smaller. What had laid this one? It was so big.. And blue! She had never seen such a blue before! Unable to contain her curiosity, Angel approached the egg with cautious steps, her heart pounding with excitement. She leaned in closer, her azure eyes widening in wonder as she marveled at the mysterious object before her. The egg seemed to pulse with life, its surface adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight.
As she watched in awe, cracks began to form along the surface of the egg, a silent promise of something incredible about to unfold. With each passing moment, her anticipation grew, mingled with a touch of nervousness at the unknown. Then, as if by some enchantment, the egg began to hatch before her very eyes. her breath getting caught in her throat as a tiny, ethereal creature emerged from within. It was unlike anything she had ever seen—a dragon with shimmering butterfly wings, its iridescent scales glinting in the sunlight as it unfurled its delicate wings. For a moment, Angeliyah could only stare in wonder, her heart overflowing with awe and joy at the sight before her. The dragon chirped softly, its voice like a sweet melody that danced upon the air. And as it gazed up at her with eyes as bright as the stars, Angeliyah felt a deep sense of wonder over the small, strange creature. Where was it's mother? What had laid such a curious little thing as this? She wasn't sure she'd want to meet them, they must be absolutely huge!
Despite this, with a gentle nudge of her nose, Angeliyah welcomed the dragon into her embrace, her heart soaring with curiosity and happiness at the newfound creature, and she almost hoped to keep it! She wondered what her mother would say... That could be awfully strange... As she backed away a step from the creature, it followed her, seemingly thinking she was important. Angel, being the baby she herself was, didn't quite understand why, and took it as immediate friendship, nudging the little thing before she felt it crawl up on her leg and to her back. Looking back at it, it made chirping sounds as it seemingly made itself comfortable on her back. She giggled a little before she walked off, obviously happy with her newfound friend, and off to find more adventures.
notes; It's Alive!
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