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 Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 6:00 pm
<<Zhhh-oooom!>> a rounded shell zipped past a familiar path of rocks as fast as stubby legs would carry it, hopping over a tumbled pile of rubble that lie stationary for months. As a personal soundtrack might to someone of higher standing and more at their disposal, the sound effects tumbled out of Toulouse's beak without conscious effort, and made every little movement he took seem that much more grandeur, punctuating each shift in momentum and direction. At least, it did to one more easily amused, primarily in his own actions. He knew these hills like the back of his hand!
It was too bad that he didn't know the appearance of his own extremities as well as he might have hoped. Skidding to a halt, the brown-masked squirtle attempted to maneuver himself around in a one-eighty, to see how far he had managed to leave his brother in the dust. It worked out great! ...On paper, at least, but in practice was slightly less graceful. He tumbled backward, protected by his built-in armor from the physical bumps and scrapes, but there was a shortage when it came to pride.
Bouncing back, though, that wasn't something that he utilized rarely, but whether or not he did it well was cause for speculation. Hopping back to his feet, his dizziness opened his sights to the fact that he had rolled into one of the entrances to the labyrinthine cave systems in the mountainside the niche group called their home. Unfazed, bright eyes turned Lautrec's way, <<...Meant to do that. The somersaults could use a little work.>> That's totally what he had been aiming to do the entire time.
Turning himself back around, Toulouse glanced down the darkened pathway of the inner mountain. With so many twists and turns, broken paths and intersections, nobody could safely say that they knew every nook and cranny in here, he was pretty sure.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 3:51 pm
The day was so bright and sunny. There was a warm breeze in the wait that was such a temptation to all to come out and play. Though as much as it had called her two closest friends from the underground paths that made up their mountain home the young Shedija could not be drawn fully from the shadows. She did not mind the warm sun or the light in fact she could not tell anyone the reason she often did not venture far at all from their new home. She had found a place under the volcano god's massive legs and even was often welcome to join a pair of twin squirrtles but still she knew that the twins often would want to be a lone and so when Toulouse took off for the hill followed closely by Lautrec she remain just on the edge of one of the many entrances to the maze of caves and caverns and pathways forming under the large mountain.
She tilted her head to the side as she saw Toulouse stumble and slide down just as fast he had ran up. Her near constant smile that seemed carved into her mouth widen just a bit and she hovered just a inch closer to leaving the cavern but stopped herself. He looked unharmed if not expressing an emotion that she could not understand. She turned to look over at Lautrec to see the other's reaction and thus gather what her next one should be.
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