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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 7:14 am
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Similarly, Mellow can't be scared. When he was scared, the pony would kick crazily in a rampage. Some of the unfortunately ghouls already tried that by themselves, alas. Cautiously, he skimmed his route before he appeared from a corner, he had to confirm it was free of ghouls.
Mellow enjoyed wearing layers of clothes, his pick of daily wear was what humans called Mori style. Simple design and earthy tones, they seemed to be comfortable for his movements. He threw a sugar cube into his mouth, but it bounced off against his nose. The boil would like to catch it before it touched the ground, but his head hit another head.
The deadpanned face winced, rubbing his forehead before staring at the sugar cube on the ground.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 6:03 am
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Alright, they are much less famous than the Kelpies. If Kelpies was the country mouse, they were the city mouse. He stared at the fancy sugar cubes, they looked like those Trisha used to lure him and he's a glutton when it came to sugar cubes. He took it from Torsten's hand and muttered a small thank you.
Mellow nodded mildly with the dragon's explanation, "I like it." The tail brushing and ear moving in a cheerful rhythm told how true he felt that. Mother.....She was the source of the evil. If not she brought him to the housewifes' gathering, if not she put dresses on him, he bet he won't be rejecting the females that much. She also was the culprit of his lack of words, she was too powerful to overthrow, she would smash his stored sugar cubes into ashes if he didn't listen to her. She never beat him but enjoyed his surrender in her suffocating boob hug.
"You're lucky." For having a great mother like that, he didn't say. "Our species was equine, we can shape shift and even fly, marking the main difference between us and Kelpies. We live near water bodies and we love water. In human myths, we appear in a form of beautiful horse, enticing unwary travelers to ride on us. When flying to mid-air, we will evaporate and drop the unfortunate to his death. That's what they said." In fact, despite of killing the traveler, they enjoyed playing harmless prank on the mortals more. Ceffyl dwr of higher rank even possess the ability to speak through minds.
He stopped, munching every bits of sweetness from the sugar cube, ears twitching. He didn't like speaking much, but he wasn't good enough to learn speaking through mind. "The mall has some nice sugar cubes selling......." He said, as a return for his kindness to feed him. Torsten didn't look like equine, but as he knew, only equine species love sugar cubes - okay - maybe hoof species too. He thought of his annoying neighbour Trisha.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 4:05 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 7:16 am
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