Moonglade bunny

Bun.
Bunny.
White and brown fur.

Bun bun.
Moonglade bunny,
Never stopping, always moving.

Bun bun, bun.
In the glow of the moon,
Munching on grass, a twitching nose, flick of an ear.

Up the hill, down the slop, to the left, then the right.
Big shiny dark brown eyes.
Bun, bun bun.

I turn and turn, watching you hop.
Feeling dizzy.
Bun Bun.

Go Moonfire!
Bunny,
Plop?

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101 days old

It was a few weeks ago that I decided it was time to leave the care of Hanahime to someone else. He will be staying with all the other retired chocobos. I received a green chocobo plaque and a certificate.

I chose to retire Hime early because I have moved to Sand'Oria for a little while and would not be able to care for him from such a far distance. I have business in Sand'Oria that will only allow me to return to Bastok periodically. Moo has moved into my rented room in Sand'Oria. He seems unaffected by the change.

Raising a chocobo takes up time and energy. Maybe when I have settled back into my Bastok home I might be able to raise another chocobo.

It was nice to talk with the Bastok trainer and remember all the time spent with Hime. Things that happened so long ago... I didn't remember most of it.

I will still be able to see Hime if I use my chocobo whistle. I might even do some races when I am back in Bastok.

Frightening moment

It all started one normal Vana' diel Windsday. I spent the day strolling in Bastok Markets, finishing up some errands. Like usual I occasionally stop to chat with a few people. I sat at Firewater Circle for a little while to enjoy the fountain mist and had lunch. Lunch was a bunny sandwich and some grapes that Moo packed in my bag for me. The grapes were Sand'Orian grapes that I had bought when I went on my trip to Sand'Oria.

Ah. My trip to Sand'Oria, that reminds me... One day when I got home I found Moo all by himself, cooking up some stew. Moo said our friend Blood bunny had to leave because of an emergency. I was a little saddened, not being able to bid farewell to him.

Back to the so called normal Windsday... I did my window shopping at Dragon Claws Weaponry Store and Carmelide's Jewelry. All those shiny things. No purchases for me. Moo would be upset if I cluttered up the house with things I do not use.

So... this brings me to the frightening moment. I got home a bit tired from all the walking. So maybe I was just dreaming. This is how I remember it... I was talking with Moo and suddenly he burst into flames and sparks.

Moo in flames.

I am not sure what it was. If he was fuming angry. Or if I had sun heat affecting my vision. Just as I was reaching for a bucket of water, the flames disappeared. In a bit of shock I didn't say anything. Moo acted like nothing happened and did a twirl. I'll ask him about it another day, or maybe visit the doctor and ask about flaming moogles.

Team work...

Long, long ago I was in Sandoria. I was asked by Vilatroire to form into a group. Each task of forming a group had a different requirement. Let me think... Same nation, Bastok... Same race, Hume... Same job, we did white mage.

All the Elvaans in the watch tower were part of a group that works to guard Sand'Oria. They are loyal to each other. They trust each other to do what they need to do.

We had gathered here to get a Mage's ballad scroll for Eckardt. Kaname joined us to add another Hume from Bastok into the bunch. Toaster who seems to be invisible must have been running to us as I took the picture. And Valynne joined in to do the same job group.

Black and Blue

Black and blue striped socks. I like the socks. I am not to fond of the shoes. The thing with these socks is that they do not match anything that I wear. Hopefully I will find something to match these socks.

A white shirt made by Glane arrived by mail. I have a feeling he may have ran a little short on materials. It has long sleeves but is rather revealing in the midriff area.

I've always wondered how everyone's mail fits in that mailbox outside of the inn. Maybe I can ask Topher about it later.

What is this guy thinking?

I happened upon Ruillont he was hiding behind a rock. He was wearing leather armor and did not have a sword. I rather not insult people and tell them what they should and should not be wearing. I think each person should learn on their own what they need to do.

Well he insisted that his friends would be there soon with a sword for him. I got rid of a few crabs that were near by. I gave him some roasted rabbit and a loaf of bread, and wished him luck. I then went on my way. I think he is at a safe spot, he should be fine for a while.


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Moo: Perfect

I've been thinking about something I heard at a funeral. "Man is not perfect." And just recently I talked to someone that brought up that very same subject, that man is not perfect. Of course there was more to that conversation... but this one statement sticks with me as I ponder it often. "Man is not perfect." Why does man need to be perfect? What does it mean to be perfect? Are we all not perfect, since nobody can be who we are?(We are our perfect selves.) What is the need to be better than others? Why must people stomp on others to make themselves feel better? Or even... why must people think others are just trying to hurt them? Where do all these insecurities and fears come from?

Topher

I've been staying at Caregiver Topher Loaal's Inn. Makes me wonder... he always seems to have a broom and a piece of food in his hands. Is he cleaning? cooking? having lunch? I wonder if he has every mistakenly swept the floor with a shank of meat. Or gnawed on the broom. Some days he does look a bit tired. I tend to find my own food and not eat at the Inn. I rather not know what "spices" goes on the meat Topher cooks.

Festival

The moogles are back for the summer. The towns are decorated with the nations' colors. Events are going on.

Bastok Markets Fountian
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Windurst Woods Fountain

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View from below

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North Sand'Oria
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Tarutaru slaves?

I asked these Tarutaru... do you not get tired dancing all day? He said "This is what I am here to do, it does not matter if I feel tired or not." With a smile she said "This is my job." The Tarutaru in Windurst were doing a bit of marching around the fountian. And in all nations they were high up in the platforms dancing.

Someone needs to form a Tarutaru union. I don't think they are getting a very good deal here. Day and night dancing and dancing. Standing in one spot. If I had to do that I think my arms would fall off.

If the Moogles can have a union I seriously think these Tarutaru should have one too.

Bun.. bun.. Blood Bunny blood.

Bun bun bun...

Ordelles Cave has the cute bunnies.

So I attempted to convince one of them to come visit my moogle. But they were rather playful. With a touch of their foot on me, a cloud of magenta would appear. Was this an illusion or was this blood?

When the bunny used his tail, yellow sparks flew out and glittered in the air. Moo would so enjoy a friend like Blood Bunny.

What a great dodge that was! Feisty ball of fur. A quick spin and a whip of his tail. My sword fell without a touch on his hair. The quickness and speed, what fun!

Oh? What is this? Pblft... Cough... Gwack... Dusty dust. Ooooohhh... was a lovely dust move. The whole area was filled like a wild dust storm. I could just make out the figure of the bunny in front of me. He did not run away, but stayed to have more fun and play. Blood Bunnies have no fear and do not run and hide.
I managed to create a pretty blue light glow. Bunnies are not the only ones that are able to do sparkles.

My great sword skill increased with all the training on Blood bunnies. I had to move with better accuracy and intent, for Blood Bunnies do not fool around. They have skills that I tried to match.

I switched from my great sword to my lance. My newest lance is a pretty blue fork. I was showing Bloody bunny how a fork is used. He dodged my first lunge. But I was able to get his ears on the second one. He was lucky he did not jump up or he would have lost an eye or two.In the end Blood bunny gave me a hug. We had so much fun. He agreed to come stay with Moo for a few days. I blew on my chocobo whistle and Hanahime appeared. We headed to Sand'Oria for some shopping. We were also able to picked up a chocobo that needed to returned to Bastok. So we did not have to pay for our chocobo ride back home.

Bun... bun... bun.

Cartographer

Cartographers.......

Dead cartographers. Harbinger Mikolaas was worried about his men that he sent to gather information. I went looking for the group thinking they just found a pretty object and got distracted by it.
Unable to do anything about the fallen Draenei bodies, being that they were surrounded by Nagas(Wrathscale,) I searched for the survey data crystal that would have all the information that they had discovered. I could not find any crystal in their possessions. I began looking for the crystal on the Nagas. After a while I found the Naga that had taken the crystal. Harbinger was sadden by the news of his fallen men. He seems more determined in his purpose.

Lash This

Well, one day I was walking in the forest, as I often find myself doing. And out of no where a Thistle Lasher start lashing its thorny vine like limbs at me. What was I to do? Such an unpleasant creature one might say. I would have chop off its limbs if I had a blade.

Why would anything want to be so mean? Why would it want to lash out at people? Does this creatures find some pleasure in torturing others? As they touch others with their limbs, how can they not notice the other wince in pain? Can the Lasher be so thoughtless of how others feel? Or do people not say anything and just let themselves be pierced by thorns?

But should we be fooled into thinking nature is full of kindness and good? People are sometimes blinded into thinking that good is what should exist. Doing something because you think it is good can't be the same as doing something which may so happen to be viewed as good. Just because you do things and are able to fool people does not make who you truly are any better or less than what you are.

There must be some type of balance and understanding of things in this world. I should not think that someone is trying to hurt me. But I will defend myself if I feel I am being attacked and let the attacker know what they are doing.

So... Thistle although you poke people with your sharp thorns, in there some where I shall think of you as a creature that has balance of good and bad. For you may have been having a bad day. But I am glad you are able to express yourself without fear of what others think.

Flying

Sometimes...
Flying in the night sky can be so peaceful...
Looking at the stars, and even though I fly closer to them, they still seem so far away. Nothing around... as I watch the twinkling stars in the pale gray sky, the deep blue of the seas and the dark hues of the lands below. The only sound is the flap flap of the gryphon's wings as we breeze through the cold crisp night air.

Looking back at the ground, it all seems so unreal. Then I think, what would happen if I fell. Whoosh... when I reached the ground would I bounce? Would I go thunk? Or would it be more of a splat? A sploosh? I shift my weight to get a better look at what is down below. But my gryphon adjusts so that I do not fall, blocking my view.

What would happen if I pulled out some feathers? Would the gryphon be upset? Would it make it difficult to fly? Would he dump me off and let me fall fall fall... splat!