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Posted by LYCORIS on December 11, 2008, 6:14 pm, in reply to "hope was lost so long ago; ANY"
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Lycoris was full of energy, all the time. She was also fine in her home amongst the mountains and loved it there. But it was often she found herself twittering happily around Desreál. Not quite sure why but she did. Most likely something to do with loving every speck on the ground, and even those shadows in the trees and further into darkness. It would be easy to imagine if she was in Soliria, leaping through the waves, and loving every minute of it, and trying to hunt down fish, or if in Ni’Srilan, skidding down dunes playfully and happily. Maybe if she went there, she would frequent those places as much as she frequents Desreál. But I don’t think we’ll know any time soon.
Clicking as she walked, Lycoris wondered. Her hooves weren’t click, her tongue was. It ticked behind her teeth, occasionally faster occasionally slower. It was her own little therapeutic sound as she dawdled. Mind moving else where, it wasn’t until she heard the familiar stream that she shakes herself back into her body.
Flickering her ears and rolling her eyes slightly, as if fitting her body back on, she picks up her amble. Jogging through, occasionally leaps and bounds are thrown in delight, her clicking turned into humming.
The speckled mare hummed as she went – as there was no need to keep silent her lithe body making enough noise trampling through as it was. It was skipping over the stream and continuing on her boisterous movements, (which now involved darting back and forwards from their side, splashing through the water delightedly), she then spots someone in the distance. Glee spreads across her thin face and flashes in her amber eyes, as she takes leaps to catch up towards this stranger, and almost running past she calls, “ Hai there! Who are you? I’m Lycoris where do you come from? Oh wait, I can tell, you smell sort of salty…” At this, Lycoris had gathered herself right near him, and shoved her nose towards him, with a playful look on her face and giggles, “Oh yeah you smell like the ocean! It’s a good smell, sort of refreshing and bold against Desreál, but I love Desreál it’s so calm, and sort of, moody in like the shadows and then the plain loveliness, but you know what none of it compares to Andarin, although I think some might call that bias… or something, but I’m Lycoris! Who are you!?”
I l o s t my b r a i n
to the
happiness
P L A G U E
(you know the
one where you
s m i l e
s o much your
b r a i n
falls out and
makes you
somet h i n g
v a u g e
wellyeah twas
t h a t one.)
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