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[Phaedrus]

ok yea, he was managing to get a little annoying to say the least. His blue mane and tail flashing about the land as if the whole of Beqanna was his. Not like he had much else to do anyways. Hither and thither.... what the hell is that word? With a grunt he shakes out his mane. By now his wings were exhausted and needed a break from flying. How many times had he traveled, here, the forest, the feild, the dale, the golden plains, the mock grounds. It is exhausting and all of this he has managed to do in one year. Who would think it comprehendable? Certainly not him.

Not like he is of any use to anyone anyways. The dissapointing exotic creature seemed to be developing a bit of a temper, and with it his pride. He wasn't violent, thank the fairies, but he was finding himself coming up a little short with his patience. Maybe a little too short. There is of course no way to tell. But today he is in a good mood. Why? He doesn't know... The weather? His energy spent? The sunny disposition of those around him? Eh no use in trying to figure it out.

No he decides instead to take a leasurely stroll. One that led him to the meadow, mulling over some tender flower shoots. The flavor filling his whiskery maw with the delicious texture. He shakes out his mane snorting pleasantly through his nostrils. Each step taking him closer to a unknown mare.

He doesn't realize it to focused on the clover below his hooves. Until he runs right into her jolting his head up, Sorry, I didn't see you there He bows his neck in greeting. Hopefully he didn't injure her Are you alrgiht?

Way to go Phaedrus, your doing it again. He closes his eyes if he had hands they would be giving him a face palm. How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Phaedrus Yea the humdrum idiot was being his normal dumb ass dissapointment once more. I guess agressive streaks can never last.

Phaedrus

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