<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>Timestamp: Mia 42, 81380 Who: Sukara Rlyttyn (Bipedal, wearing a black sweater and a flowy ankle leanth overly ruffled skirt)</span> IC: Sukara sighed, looking around, a pen and some paper in her hands. She had been sitting here for at least an hour, trying to get inspiration to...write a Haiku. And she had, surprisingly, next to nothing. "Ack, this is going to take forever" She said simply to herself with an annoyed sigh. "Ooooh, five syllables, seven syllables, five syllables. How simple. NOT" She really wasn't talking to much. The snow and a few pebbles that had poked up through the snow, but not much else. She put down the pen and paper next to her and groaned. "I'll get back to that later" She said, hugging her knees to ker chest and laying her chin on them. She sighed. Why oh WHY did she have to come all the way out here, for next to NO inspiration. She cursed herself for such a bad idea. "Well" She said to herself "Since I'm out here, maybe I'll stay and sit in the snow for awhile"
Colt had been wandering for a little while now... his inspiration for his project was still non-existant as he crunched throough the sparkiling snow. They had been given a weird assignment this term, and he was still nonplussed that he hadn't managed to get a partner in his class. Everyone generally tried to group up with the class hottie, or with a mamber of the opposite sex. Frankly he couldn't cope with the high pitched squeals and giggles of thills in his class. Then again he did like the quiet of the outdoors, and being alone gave him time to think about things... like the snow.... or that thill sitting in the snow by herself.... Colt kept wandering for a moment till it finally struck him. A thill was out in the snow, by herself... and he was rather lonely/ curious as to why she was all the way out here. He turned to her, and began walking to where she was, coming up at her side.
Sukara blinked, and turned to see someone next to her. she stared him down, looking at every small detail and trying to judge. "Hello" she said after a few minutes of this, for she could not find much of any sort of interest to herself as it was. She picked up the paper and wrote, through basic inspiration: "The snow falls gently, the blue and yellow hues add, life to the scene" She then looked up. "Thank you, you just became my poems inspiration" she said simply. Finally, something/someone to write about. She grinned to herself. Why hadn't she thought of that BEFORE?!
Colt nodded a hello back to the thill a smile playing on his face as a greeting he had always wondered what it would be like to be under a sharp searching eye, and the time she took to look and judge him made him sigh with a slight laugh in the tone he used. Seemingly he was now the poems inspiration, which also answered his question from before. She was writing a poem. <span style='color:yellow'> i'm inspiration?</span> he said in mock shock. <span style='color:yellow'>thats new, what you trying to write anyway....? the poem type that is?</span>
She smiled at him, happy that for once, someone showed some interest in her work. "It's a Haiku. You probably havn't heard of them. Its a three line poem with a set syllable range for each line. Five syllables for the first line, seven syllables for the second, and five syllables for the last. And usually they are about a season, so thats why I came out here. See the snow?" She folded up the paper and put it in the pocket of her sweater.
<span style='color:yellow'>i have heard of them... something about the first line and the third ryhming... something like that. I've never been the poet myself.</span> He showed a warm smile to the thill before sitting down beside her, hepulled out a large pastic tub from his rucksac opening the lid to show an array of delicious goodies. <span style='color:yellow'>while i'm here would you like to help me start lunch... i always bring extra...</span>
She simply blinked. "uhh, no, sorry" she said and took out another piece of paper. She sat there, staring at a pebble that had worked its way out of the snow to show at the top. She looked at it, little specks of snow all over it. Maybe she could make something of this pebble, she thought to herself. She twisted her fingers in her hair and thought.
he paused unsure of what to do for a moment. he hadn't given his name yet. <span style='color:yellow'>i'm Colt acapella by the way....</span> Not wishing to feel rude to the thill he took out a carton of fruit juice, closed the lid and pushed it to one side. <span style='color:yellow'>so you a student?</span> His eyes fell on a lonely pebble in the snow, and from the corner of his eye he could see the thoughtful thill entwine her hair in her paw. She wasn't too noisy this one, which quite frankly was a relief. Silence passed over once again, colt quiely supping on the flavoured drink as he watched the snow sparkle.
"Sukara Rlyttyn" "Yeah. Kinda in a way." She said simply, trying to just leave it at that. She didn't really know where she went to school, or, at least, not the name. She could never remember it, and truly, didn't really care anyway.
"really? well where do you school?" He asked, trying to keep the conversation from going awkward, he made a slurping sound accidentally, turning his fur a slight shade of pink under the yellow hues. His tail flicked from side to side, as his nervousness increased.
