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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2026 4:05 am
Gusty was pretty new to the area; she was looking for a place to call home and figuring things out, so that was the reason she was drawn to the bonfires. She looked into the fire and let her thoughts wander. Darkness had fallen, and she grumbled a little; she was a bit of a grump at times. She wasn't hateful, just pragmatic, really. She didn't have any friends to speak of, but she secretly hoped to find a friend. She didn't want to admit the weakness; she really didn't like weakness at all, but it was something she was stuck with. She looked up from the fire to see if any others were coming near the fire. She wouldn't say as much, but she wanted company. The stars above seemed like they were saying something, but she had no idea what it was they were saying. She sighed out deeply as she turned back to the fire, trying to open herself to the night and what this season might mean. She didn't want to miss something in the fire or on the wind.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2026 8:42 pm
Charlamagne sighs, slowly traveling in search for a bonfire she could possibly join. The small mare felt odd doing this. Yes, it was a seasonal tradition, but not one that she would normally participate in. Usually, she would just make gratitude trees with her family. Now though, all her children are adults and living their own lives and her mate has gone off, yet to return. So she didn’t have any family to celebrate with. It was part of the reason why she was seeking out a bonfire in the first place, having some thoughts to process and hoping speaking them to others will help clear her head. Eventually, she finds a bonfire that didn’t seem too crowded- slowly approaching to find a spot to lay next to it. After a bit longer, she locates one spot next to one mare that seemed to be unoccupied. Slowly, she approaches the mare, softly asking. “Excuse me… is this spot taken?” She motions to it with her head. Word count: 166
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2026 8:32 am
Gusty looked over her shoulder at the soquilli who asked if the spot was taken, and she shook her head and said, "Nope, not taken." She nodded in greeting and then said, "I'm Gusty," introducing herself. She wasn't a super cheerful soul; she never had been, but the bonfires gave comfort and helped her to think. Which was nice; she really liked the fall season it was much better to her than the summer. Summer was too long and too hot for Gusty to deal with, so she was glad that summer was coming to an end and bonfires and changing leaves were in their future.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2026 8:13 pm
Charlamagne gives the other mare a small, but genuinely, warm smile. “Thank you very much, I appreciate it.” She gives Gusty a bow of her head, before moving and settling herself in the once unoccupied spot. Once down and comfortable, she takes a quick glance around the bonfire before looking back to the other mare. “It’s nice to meet you, my name is Charlamagne.” She introduces, nervous, but still as friendly as ever. After giving each other their names, she looks around the bonfire again- silently watching those around. Quiet for a moment as she digs idly at the ground, nervous and awkward. A few minutes of this pass before she’s looking back to Gusty. “I’m sorry… I’m sort of new to this tradition. Do we just speak our mind? Are there turns to take? Like. . . Is there any certain protocol?”WC: 143 Total count: 309
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2026 3:38 pm
Gusty shook her head and said, "I don't really know the tradition well either, but I think it's about talking things out, remembering stuff. Maybe it's a fall thing, and fall and fire sometime have to do with spirits and memories, I think." She said, thinking things over as to what this meant. "I don't think it matters all that much as long as we come together and just enjoy the night." She said, her tone a bit awkward. She wanted friends, but she was also trying to figure out how to talk to others in a not grumpy way it wasn't always easy.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2026 11:58 pm
Charlamagne’s tail flicks softly, humming softly. “Oh? Is that so? I’m sorry for putting you on the spot then, I thought you’ve done this before.” She bows her head apologetically to the other mare, the smallest frown on her face. She looks around one more time silently, then back to her current company to listen to Gusty explain her beliefs on how it might actually work- giving a curious tilt of her head. “Is that true? Well, in that case… would you like to say your mind first? It’s only fair, since you were here first. It also seems like you have some things you’ve been thinking about since I’ve gotten here. Go ahead, I don’t mind waiting.” She smiles warmly again, motioning with her head to encourage the other to say what she wanted to say and waiting patiently for her. WC: 142 Total count: 451
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2026 6:46 am
Gusty shook her head again and said, "Hey, don't think about it that way." She thought about what she wanted to say, and she said, "Well, I guess what I want to say is that I hope things will be better this year, full of a lot more than I had in years past." She turned to Charlamagne and said, "What about you? What are you looking for?" She was a grumpy soul, but she was trying to do something different with her life. She couldn't hold onto the past forever. She looked back into the flames, thinking of everything she had and everything she wanted. Gusty loved the bonfire it was nice, and it gave her comfort as the night got a little colder. She also didn't mind the company of Charlamagne being there.
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