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fandomhighdorms2008-09-13 08:53 am
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The Deck, Friday evening
Jan was exploring the deck area, picking his way delicately between the chairs and the tables to sniff at the gas barbecues. He flattened his ears, because they smelled wrong, shook his head, and headed out onto the grassy area.
When he spotted the horseshoes (not that he knew what they were), he trotted over, sniffed them, then carefully picked one up in his teeth.
After a few minutes, he was amusing himself by tossing them at the upright stick, trying to see if he could get them to land on it.
[ooc: So open, yes. Unicorn playing horseshoes. I couldn't resist.]
When he spotted the horseshoes (not that he knew what they were), he trotted over, sniffed them, then carefully picked one up in his teeth.
After a few minutes, he was amusing himself by tossing them at the upright stick, trying to see if he could get them to land on it.
[ooc: So open, yes. Unicorn playing horseshoes. I couldn't resist.]