Not glue yet! *runs*

*neighknickerwhifflesnort*

Finally! An artistic rendering that almost captures my fiery spirit, my good breeding, my dashing good looks. This more than makes up for that crummy, generic plastic version that they didn't even bother to identify as me.

It's not like I don't deserve a wee bit of recognition, after all. I mean, who hauled not one but two members of the ( Read more... )

*rounds a corner, slowing to a canter* Flee in fear for your liiiiives! No, seriously, get out of the way. *slows to a walk, snorts* At least the people of Rohan had the sense to run away when a Mearas was bearing down on them. *takes a quick slurp of water from a fountain* All right, I've run around a bit. Maybe I ought to return to the Houses of ( Read more... )

Dear Diary,

So far, so good. Arathorn hasn't fallen off thanks to his thighs of steel, the weather's been mild, and we haven't run into any problems. I would not admit this to anyone but you, dear diary, but I am almost...happy to once again be among the bipeds. Freedom is wonderful, but lonely. And if I can't get any mares, bipeds are almost as ( Read more... )

*taptaptap* Hello?

((Hello, favorite horsepuppet.))

See the number of posts made in the last two years((Yeah ( Read more... )

O.O So it takes a broken limb, does it? *snorts* Good to know.

So. That Theoden-King guy died again. And was he even the king of anything anymore? I'm so out of the loop, politically speaking. Pity. I liked him. But more simbelmynë for me!

Hmm. I could eat again. Or have a bit of a roll in the mud. Or a nap! What to do, what to do.

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I need to find some orcs to stomp.

*nibbles the simblemyne*