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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2017 6:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2017 12:18 am
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"Oh wow your name is pretty! Lemon? Thats cute, I like that. Can I call you that? I mean if you dont want me to thats okay." This little foal seemed very interesting, maybe they could be friends after all. After mentioning the similarity between them he chuckled, very amused by this fact. "Thats great that we have something in common, you know im really different from my family too! and as far as food goes...I grow it! I know all sorts of gardening and stuff so maybe I can show you how sometime and you can grow your own food." Pollux was quite excitable today, he hoped that it didnt bother this foal too much.
Thankfully they werent too far from home so it didnt take long before they reached the gardens that he and Deca worked together on all season. "Well here it is!" He mentioned a little more quietly, trying not to disturb the hopefully sleeping Deca. Alltho he frowned for he didnt want to keep this from her, actually in all honesty he wanted them to meet.
Shaking his head he smiled at Lemon, "So what are your faveorites? We have all kinds of greens and fruits and even some nuts too!" He was very very proud of all the hard work they put into this garden, it was like their baby almost. WC:227
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2017 11:54 pm
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Pollux smiled remembering his large dino family, they lived deep in the jungles in a large herd."Well for one, when we are old enough my family sends their young out into the world to find what their purpose is. But cannot return until then." He was a little sad, he did miss some of his siblings. At least the nicer ones. "And alot of them have manes and feathers! I guess im just the baldy one...hehe, they used to call me Baldy-polly. I hated that name....probably because I couldnt do anything about it." He shrugged it off, more concerned about the task at hand than his meaner family members.
He turned a thoughtful glance up at the cave when Lemon asked about the difficulty of growing food. "Nah, it just takes practice like anything else. My Mare-friend is a very good teacher. She makes the pretty flowers and plants grow around here." He wagged his tail talking about her, every time he did his heart made a happy jump in his chest and welled up proudly.
When Lemon had looked a bit intimidated by his interrogation of favorites he immediately went to the task of grabbing fresh tasties off of the plants. After checking for perfect ripeness he plucked them and carefully lined them up in a nice orderly fashion so he could have time to explain what was what and how it generally tasted. "Allright." He smiled,"What looks yummiest first? Ill let ya know about it, that way if it has a strong flavor I can warn you ahead of time." WC:263
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 10:32 am
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Deca had woken alone in her cave that morning. While it wasn't an every night thing to have Pollux for company in her cave it still felt cold and empty when she woke to find him not there. Irritated by her own sentimentality about the dense stallion she spat a curse word at the little stream winding its way out of her cave. Despite her verbal abuse of the stream, when she dipped her head for a sip she was grateful for the cool refreshment it provided. She stretched her legs and her wings, as much as the cave would allow, before turning to the entrance and stepping out into the autumn morning sunlight.
She blinked as her eyes adjust to the light. It wasn't going to be too bad of a day weather-wise. She and Pollux would be able to get a fair amount of harvesting and storing done. She gazed out over the garden that was her small kingdom. All of her plants were flaunting their fall colors. Their last exquisite display before they went into their winter slumber. A deep satisfaction seeped into her bones. Her garden was bigger this year. All thanks to the efforts of the dino who had become her unexpected partner. Speaking of, where could he be?
Her eyes again scanned the land below until a flicker of movement caught her eye. There. That must be him. Deca stepped over the edge of the ledge she was standing on and, momentarily, plunged toward the ground before she opened her wings to pull herself into a shallow swoop that put her on the ground not far from where she had seen the movement. Stepping from the bushes she paused in surprise at the scene before her. Pollux was standing next to a pile of food and what appeared to be . . .a filly. "What is this?" Deca's brow furrowed as she inquired in a less than pleased tone.
Lemon pondered briefly at the prospect of being forced out of a family to learn more of the world. The idea didn't seem so bad to her. She would gladly take advantage of such an opportunity if it presented itself. "There is nothing wrong with being different. You are also, obviously, not doing too bad for yourself." she quipped to him. When Poll spoke of his friend being a teacher Lemon's ears perked up and her eyes brightened. The prospect of someone new to learn from always caught her attention. Perhaps if she was able to hang around long enough she might meet this mare.
She watched carefully as Pollux selected various plants to set before her. She paid attention to how he checked for ripeness and how much it would impact the plants to lose which parts of their anatomy. If he had learned all of that from the mare, then she must be a good teacher indeed. When he was finished she eyed the offerings, only half listening to what he was saying about strong flavors. She was just about to reach for a simple looking leaf when the mare stepped out of the nearby bushes and looked upon the scene with obvious irritation. Lemon abandoned her food to watch how the scene would play out. It promised to be far more interesting than trying new food.
Lemon eyed the mare up and down. She assumed, correctly, that this must be the teacher Pollux had spoken of. While the mare looked displeased, it didn't bother Lemon in the slightest. She was never one to let the bad attitude of another get in the way of her pursuit of knowledge.
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