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 Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2026 11:58 am
 * Kenshin looks around, not seeing his father he stands up slowly. He heads out of the cave and looks around. Still not seeing his father he giggles and wonders off into the woods. He had done it and escaped again his father didn't watch him to close he was able to wonder off. His mother on the other was over protective and bounced around. He giggles again and chases some butterflies and pounces a couple. He had never killed one on his pounce he kept his feet wide so the butterfly could escape. He smiles again and chases the clouds of butterflies. Not noticing that was heading towards the meadow. He giggles and chases the butterflies in the meadow when one lands on his face. He wiggles his ears and blows. He blinks noticing the meadow.
His dad was going to be worried since he was far from his dad's home. He blinks and then giggles if he was going be meadow what better time to explore before he was caught by his parents. He looks around and notices the butterflies then runs for them giggling again.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2026 1:04 pm
 Lyra had masterfully slipped away from her Papa and was gleefully darting through the trees. Sine she was alone though, she was playing a game of stealth. She would dart from tree, to tree, pausing at each one and looking around before launching herself from her hiding spot only to dash behind the next trunk.
Her blue eyes widened when she peeked around her current tree to see she was so close to a meadow. An excited grin lit up her face and she scanned her surroundings one final time. Satisfied the coast was clear, that Papa nor Drusa had managed to follow her on her adventure, she finally let out a maniacal, triumphant cackle while making a mad dash from the trees and into the open space of the meadow. Her trajectory sent her through the tall grass, scattering small bugs into the air with floaty seeds from burst pods. Little grippy briars clung to her fuzzy mane and most impressively, she was quite smudged with dirt from her mad dash through the trees. Mud colored her paws spectacularly to her knees - she looked like a feral wildling, but she couldn't be bothered to care. She whipped her tail through the grass, sending another cloud of fluffy seeds into the air while more shrill laughter left her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2026 2:18 pm
* Kenshin chases after cloud of butterflies. He catches them and giggles. He lets the better flies go. Hearing sounds of laughter. He heads in that direction it sounded like another foal. He hadn't met anyone his age before so he decided to check it. Maybe they had escaped too. He loved his parents but his mother was too overprotective. Was it his fault that his older sister had been kidnapped when she was young. His father was another story as he would wonder off and leave Kenshin and brother fend for theirselves. He knew the world could be dangerous but he was adventurous and always wanted to see the world and play. The butterflies were his way to learn what he able to do. He didn't have wings like Dad or brother. But he had claws and tails. Maybe he could make a friend. *
* Getting closer to the owner of laugher, he spots a little blue foal with dirt on her paws. Someone likes to get dirty. He gets closer, smiles* " Hello, can I join you? Would you like to play?"
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