home sweet home? [Eve/OPEN]

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[atrb=background, img690.imageshack.us/img690/8524/middlev.jpg] A tiny shiver ran through the mouse grey femme’s bodice. It was warming up from the winter, but of course it was still chilly for the delicate femme. Arching her pretty little nape, she trotted quietly through the area. She had only just arrived and she was tired. She wanted to searched for Brigg but he could be anywhere. It always seemed as though he found her though so what reason was there for her to run around looking for him when she was dead exhausted? Blinking, she let a dainty little yawn out from her kissers, slowing her pace the slightest bit. Tossing her tiara, she slowed to a stop, letting her ebony tresses fall in a mess upon her sweet frame. Heterochromatic optics surveyed the area with care, searching for any danger or things that could be problematic. Sighing, she felt her bodice relax as she saw that there were no troubles nearby. Pawing the ground with her sharp flint, she lowered her maw, looking down and into the water. She could just barely make out her form, but from what she could see, she looked weary. It frightened her for a moment, bringing back memories of the disease that had almost took her life, but then she felt the strength that pulsed within her heart, and she knew that she was alright. Chuckling quietly to herself, she let her maw distort the image even more. Aziah drew her muzzle from the cool refreshing waters, letting the mini diamonds sparkle to the ground from her velvets. It made her feel a bit more revived, but she knew what she really needed was some sleep and t.l.c. But that would have to wait a bit longer, she wasn’t home, not yet. Aziah wasn’t exactly sure where she was, but she knew deep down that this wasn’t home. Yes, she had had a few different homes, but this was not her forever home. She hadn’t found that just yet. Within her bones she felt an ache, a pain that told her that it was close, so close that she was almost nose to nose with it. Giving a weary sigh, she rested her hind pillar, just waiting, enjoying the moment of calm. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Aziah ll mare ll 4 ll mouse grey ll sorria pony x arabian ll 15hh Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img51.imageshack.us/img51/8712/middled.jpg] [scrolly:h(83),w(550),sy,c()] The young equine snorted softly and shook his mane which was sticking wildly in all different directions. Blue eyes dashed from one thing to another in interest about what was going on around him in this strange new world. A soft snort escaped the equine’s nares as the scent of another was drawn into them. Would it be worth it for the equine to try and converse with another? It hadn’t been long that he had been here and honestly would anyone want to be with such a strange creature like him? A shrill whinny escaped his kissers as he called to the other horse and began to break into a slow canter. His daggers slowed to an extended trot through the grass; long blades whipping out at his legs as he moved. By the time he could really see the mare he had began to walk as his eyes watched her from the other side of the pond. Poker let his kissers dip down into the cool waters. Finally when they were pulled back from the water, water dripping off, he slowly started to trek over to where she stood. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Pokerface ll hermaphrodite{both male & female} ll two ll dapple grey ll dutch warmblood x mawari ll spring, year one ll spirit user ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; I just refer to Poker as a he. It’s just easier then calling him ‘it’ XD YES I know if sucks, haven’t gotten into the swing with him yet cause he is a new charrie. Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[frazzle]

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[atrb=background, img690.imageshack.us/img690/8524/middlev.jpg] It was nice to be able to relax and have no worries. At least for now, that was how it would be. Closing her optics, she enjoyed the moment of peace. Then, something hit her that made her optic fly wide open. What in the world was that scent that filled her nares? Frowning, she looked around, her heterochromatic optics scanning the terra, but didn’t find what she was looking for. Finally, she just stood up straight, and waited for the scent to fade, or come closer. And closer it came. The sound of its whinny filled her audits, and she raised her brows. So it was a horse. Raising her maw, she let out a gentle nicker, inviting the equine to come out. She was curious, what made it smell the way it did? She couldn’t tell whether it was a male or female. Frustrated, she pawed the ground once or twice and then relaxed as it came into the clearing. It was across the water from her, and she arched her nape, and then stretched it out in curiosity as it neared. Flaring her nares, she lowered her maw as it lowered its maw. When it walked over towards her, she smiled sweetly, dipping her cranium slightly in acknowledgment. She would treat this creature as though it was just another horse. It did deserve that treatment; it hadn’t done anything wrong to her. Heterochromatic optics blinked kindly and her bodice relaxed as it neared. Opening her maw, she spoke in her sweet delicate tones. Hello. She smiled again, her pretty face brightening sweetly. Well, there was only one way to figure out what was going on here, and that was to dive in to the conversation. Maybe the lyric chords would give her some sort of hint to gender. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Aziah ll mare ll four ll mouse grey ll arabian x sorria pony ll 15hh Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; is ok, no worries :D Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img51.imageshack.us/img51/8712/middled.jpg] [scrolly:h(83),w(550),sy,c()] The equine could not help but feel excitement build in his bones over the fact that someone wasn’t rejecting him. At the same time though the feel of confusion was almost flooding out of the other being. Well that wasn’t out of the ordinary. Everyone was often confused with him when ever they first met. It wasn’t easy to discover whether he was female or male. In reality, of course, Poker was both. Hi name also had a bit of issues. It could go both ways. And yet to make things more confusing he knew one moment his voice would sound female and the next moment he would sound like a male. Overall it was hard living in a life where you couldn’t be sure what you really were. Poker dipped his head; repeating her action for greeting. ”Hi! I’m Pokerface!” he said in a cheery tone. His voice today seemed to not be giving anything as to what he was today. Maybe later it would but for the currently time it wasn’t working with him. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Pokerface ll hermaphrodite{both male & female} ll two ll dapple grey ll dutch warmblood x mawari ll spring, year one ll spirit user ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; I just refer to Poker as a he. It’s just easier then calling him ‘it’ XD Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[frazzle]

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[atrb=background, img690.imageshack.us/img690/8524/middlev.jpg] Friendship. Everyone deserves it, and everyone deserves a chance at having it. This is why Aziah was slightly confused by the equine’s reaction. Excitement filled the air around it just by her own reaction. As it spoke, she smiled again, that sweet, sweet smile of hers that seemed to bring joy into anyone’s heart. Pokerface, that was a different name. Sighing inwardly, she thought of all the possibilities. Either this equine had been around both sexes so much that both scents just laid upon its pelt like a blanket, or it was both sexes. Tilting her cranium slightly, she thought of this. She had never met a hermaphrodite, but hey, there was always a first time for everything. Opening her maw, she spoke in gentle lyrics, calm and soothing. It’s lovely to meet you Pokerface! She paused for a moment, giving herself time to give her bodice a shake. I’m Aziah. Her name came out like candy. It was a different name with a different sound and tone to it. It was her name, and she made it sound like it belonged to her. Flicking her banner, she chuckled at nothing. Sometimes it was nice to let a laugh or two out for nothing at all. Pawing the ground, she let some pent up energy out, her muscles yearning for movement. She was an arabian after all, running was in her blood. Lately though, it had pressed upon her more and more. She wanted to run all the time, and she seemed to reach break-neck speeds more easily without even breaking a sweat. So what brings you here? She spoke, relieving some of the air that was filling her lungs. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Aziah ll mare ll 4 ll mouse grey ll sorria pony x arabian ll 15hh Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img51.imageshack.us/img51/8712/middled.jpg] [scrolly:h(83),w(550),sy,c()] When the femme announced her name he gave his head a slight tilt thinking about how strange it was. Not that his was really any better but of course it was still interesting. ”I like it!” he stated with a wide smile. What brought him here? really just trying to find his way in the world. ”My herd kicked me out so I guess I’m just trying to find a new home.” he said with a slight frown thinking about how everyone had been so keen to reject him. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Pokerface ll hermaphrodite{both male & female} ll two ll dapple grey ll dutch warmblood x mawari ll spring, year one ll spirit user ll Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; I know it it terribly short >.< Credits;; Table by ForeverPain; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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