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| «Name: Colbien «Age: 16 human years «Gender:Female «Mood: Sleepy «Disposition: Relaxed «Breed: Border collie mix «Build: stocky feminine «Height: 2½ ft at the shoulder «Eye color: Brown & Blue
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»Owner: Pasta »Love: None ♥ »Offspring: None »Relatives: Liensu, Vudari »Companion: Benny [chuchuana] »Friends: Sacred |
I didn't know my valley had apple trees. One day, before I had seen every inch of this place, I was exploring. I needed a tree to lie under for the sun was getting high in the sky, so those thick, bushy leaves looked very inviting. I flopped underneath one of the trees and rested. After a while, I heard something drop next to me. I turned and picked it up, sniffing it carefully. It was an apple.At that time, I had only tried apples once, as a pup in a supermarket. I'm almost positive that they had been synthetic. I wasn't too fond of the ones I had tried previously, so I looked it over uneasily and took a bite. To my delight, this apple tasted nothing like the one I had before. It was crisp, juicy, and delightfully sour-sweet. It filled my mouth with apple juice so quickly I nearly drowned (perhaps a bit of an exaggeration, but this was a big moment for me. I'm allowed to exaggerate a little)! I wanted more, but I didn't know where this one had come from. At that point I didn't know apples grew on trees, let alone the fact that the trees I had been laying under were growing apples that very minute. I used my common sense; I knew the apple had fallen from somewhere. For all I knew there could have been monkeys in the trees throwing apples. But when I looked up, my answer was clear. All of the trees around me were bearing gleaming, plump new fruit just waiting to be eaten (preferably by me).With the help of a few clumsy birds, I was able to collect around 10 apples or so. I had finished them all by that afternoon.
more about them. So, I went back to Pasta's and dug out every reference book I could find (which was quite a few). There's so much information on them! It's like they have their own little world, so many little things I never knew about. Every apple, every tree, has its very own life, with different stages and processes. It really makes me think. Now, before I eat an apple, I always have to look at it, evaluate it. It's sort of cool, knowing all these things. A whole little world, inside an apple peel. 
This funny-looking little guy is Benny, my chuchuana. Oh, no, don't get me wrong, I love him! He likes to tag along when I go exploring, and he's great at climbing trees to help me find the best apples. Although his laziness really isn't helpful. Most mornings, I wake up long before he does, and all he wants to do is sleep and sleep. Sometimes I just leave him there, asleep wherever it was he happened to flop the night before. A lot of times I don't see him all day, and when I come back to where we usually sleep, he's still there. He likes to ride on my shoulder, since most of the grass around here is pretty tall and he can't see straight (although it's very possible he just doesn't want to walk too much). He's a good pal to me. I first met Benny not too long after I decided I'd live in this valley. In fact, unfortunately, I think I sort of...took over his home. Not the entire valley, of course, but the hollowed-out tree where he likes to sleep. Although he didn't seem to upset. In fact, I think he was kind of glad that he had someone to be with. This place really isn't bustling with life, other than some bugs (which, usually, he eats), and birds. Benny has some sort of beef with birds, I'm not sure what it is. He just doesn't like to be around them. 
Pasta is my owner. Although, I don't really like to use that word. Owner. I'm a living thing, I can't really belong to anyone, right? Anyways, Pasta isn't so bad. She can be a little spazzy at times, but she's alright. I'm glad I don't live with her, though. No offense to her, but she really needs to learn how to organize. You can't find a thing in that house of hers! I mean, she seems to have some twisted idea of everything having a place, because she always knows where things are, but you can't walk across the floor without stepping on something. I like to go into her room when I visit, and play her guitar. It's one of those things that just seems to calm me down. She's caught me several times, but I don't think she minds. In fact, she's said she likes to hear me playing while she's going around the house doing things.
Liensu sure is something. I can hardly keep up with her, all that energy of hers! She's always telling me that I'm a slowpoke, that I have to keep going, keep moving. But if we keep running and running, how can we enjoy the sunset? How can we watch the clouds or watch how the fish in the water make little ripples in the pond, like invisible rain? I love her, though, she's so sweet. She means well. I'd just like to get her to slow down, look around! I guess she doesn't know what it's like to have so much to look or marvel at, living in that snowy wasteland she calls home. But hey, I'm not one to judge. To each his own!
Vudari is my older brother. I hardly ever see him, though. He's always locked up in his study, reading. He's not the most social guy in the world, Vudari. Not the kindest, either. He's just a big grump! I've tried to be sociable, I've been nice, but he always just says "hrmph" and goes back to his books. Liensu is the only one that can make him smile. The only one that can call him "Vudi", too. That's her little pet name for him, and if anyone else calls him that he gives them a dirty look. I guess she's the only one cute enough to pull it off without sickening him. Just between you and me, I know he has a soft spot for her. It's easy to see why, though, she's the sweetest little thing.
Sacred is quite the guy. He likes to hang around really hot places, ("hot spots", you could call them, teehee.) like volcanoes and such. He's so full of energy! Maybe someday he could show me a volcano around my valley somewhere. I could visit him from there! That is, if there even are volcanoes around here. If there were, he'd be the guy to know where to find them, however. He's keen to that kind of thing.
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