Post by Scarlet Rose on Jun 4, 2012 18:57:21 GMT -6
((Feel free to drop a post at any time, this will just be for Scar to meet new friends and she will have to drop off scraps frequently, so if she takes off to a private, she WILL be back!))
Scarlet's wagon was likely one of the finest in the crossing. It wasn't really that the wagon itself was good though, it was just that she had put her sewing skills to work and padded the darn thing so it didn't rub her flanks raw like most carts did, and it was times like this she was thankful for it.
She hadn't cleaned up her scraps pile since she got her sewing machine, and she JUST finished emptying all those boxes from when she moved, dispite it being well over a month since it happened now. Sprite's paper folding bits were all over...this was the dump load to get rid of it all.
When she got to the dump she unhiched the wagon and did her best to tip it...it was awfully full, and she hadn't actually had to tip a whole load before. She got it over with a thump and little scrapps of fabric clippings fluttered about the air like snow. She was glad she left Sprite at home or he'd be laughing at her about now. She plucked herself up and dusted off.
HEaving she tried to lift the wagon. It didn't work. Agian and again she tried till at last she gave up and decided to wander around and see if she could find someone to help.
It was just then something caught her eye. Is that...? it was a foal-sized dollmad of a light purpulish fabric and looked lovely to cuddle up to. Why whould anyone throw it out? Whe walked around it and saw that on the other side their was an akward rip in the seem and the eye was falling out. ''Oh'', she said aloud.
Scarlet's wagon was likely one of the finest in the crossing. It wasn't really that the wagon itself was good though, it was just that she had put her sewing skills to work and padded the darn thing so it didn't rub her flanks raw like most carts did, and it was times like this she was thankful for it.
She hadn't cleaned up her scraps pile since she got her sewing machine, and she JUST finished emptying all those boxes from when she moved, dispite it being well over a month since it happened now. Sprite's paper folding bits were all over...this was the dump load to get rid of it all.
When she got to the dump she unhiched the wagon and did her best to tip it...it was awfully full, and she hadn't actually had to tip a whole load before. She got it over with a thump and little scrapps of fabric clippings fluttered about the air like snow. She was glad she left Sprite at home or he'd be laughing at her about now. She plucked herself up and dusted off.
HEaving she tried to lift the wagon. It didn't work. Agian and again she tried till at last she gave up and decided to wander around and see if she could find someone to help.
It was just then something caught her eye. Is that...? it was a foal-sized dollmad of a light purpulish fabric and looked lovely to cuddle up to. Why whould anyone throw it out? Whe walked around it and saw that on the other side their was an akward rip in the seem and the eye was falling out. ''Oh'', she said aloud.