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Posted by Peppamint-Twist on February 1, 2008, 4:44 pm, in reply to "-Ingrids...-"
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The stallion was in the delicate process of swallowing his bland, dry meal when a strangely familiar voice rang out to him. Peppa jumped upward and backwards in surprise, his horn tangling in the low, tightly-knit branches of the tree beneath which he grazed. As the candy-cane-icorn’s head was pulled uncomfortably vertical, his large mouthful of food became painfully lodged at the back of his throat. Choking and coughing vainly, Peppa struggled with tugging his sparkling silver extension of bone free.
After several failed moments of effort, the stallion stopped his attempts, chest heaving in relief as the half-chewed vegetation was finally swallowed. With his chin still high and straight, Peppa’s eyes had a surprisingly wide view of the landscape behind him, spying the female that had so disrupted his peaceful morning. Mistletoe colored eyes narrowed in consternation, the equine’s brain working overtime to identify from where he knew that voice, that posture and that expressive face. Ah, time had been kind to his old plaything, it seemed.
“Agui,” he commented, his voice hardly above a strained and raspy whisper. “Still standing around like a delicate statue, are you? Help me, Mare!”
Perhaps his greeting could have been more refined and polite, but at the moment, he rather disliked the interruption that had so damaged his poise and elegance. Not to mention the few details he recalled of Agui categorized her as stubborn, provocative and very much a nuisance.
Yet, from this angle, she didn’t look half bad. Were his head rightways, he might have bestowed upon her a charming half-smirk that would melt her hooves.
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