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  • Galileo wasn't much to show off or make a spectacle, but he wanted to test his abilities in an event that required some basic organization skills. It couldn't be that hard, or maybe his mother just made it look to easy. Whatever the case, he wasn't going to back down from it now. After all, he's spent most of his time just planning the silly thing. Plus, no one would probably stop them, parades were pleasing to watch. Even he admitted that.


    The appaloosa wrangled up some more yearlings in the clan and prepared a dance choreographed by him. He even managed to work some music in by using an old record player he found in the basement of a house. This invention was actually the reason as to how he got the idea in the first place. Experimentation had it's perks. Though it took great effort for someone with no opposable thumbs to actually get it working. And this time was no different, with difficulty, he switched song after song to get everyone's opinion in the matter. Once they settled for something, they started the routine.


    The dance started with the six horses all in a straight line; parallel of each other. They then splitter into two, every other one went backwards while the others went forwards. Of course, the yearlings he chose to trot in reverse were more skilled with their hooves than the ones that trotted normally. They then turned so they faced another's rear and formed a semi circle with their groups. They then started to trot in a circular shape, counter-clockwise. They were to slowly pull away from a fixed point in the middle, then slowly make their way back and positioned themselves so that they somewhat touched noses. Pulling back a little more before walking sideways, and then ending it with them breaking apart and going back to where they started. Of course, this didn't all happen perfectly and the herd made a lot of mistakes.


    Even when they somewhat got it, Galileo thought it lacked the finesse he had in mind before. He got the idea part-ways through their seventh try, and told them to stop immediately. They moved their practice session in the middle of the camp instead, so they would get the critique they needed. And if other's wanted to join, they were free to do so as well.

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    keelin appeared as she jumped from a tree, a curious look on her face as she glanced over the horses. "uh, just curious, what's this...?" the captain asked, slightly confused.
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  • "I'm planning a parade!" He announced, "Right now, we are practicing for a small portion of it. You are free to join in whenever you see fit, that is, if you want to. Critique is also very welcome." Continuing on with the rest of the colts and fillies. His shy persona can stay away for now, there was no need of it. And if someone asked why he got this sudden boost of confidence, he can just excuse it as a burst of creativity.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFE4E1; font-family: arial;][justify]"A parade? That sounds like fun! Can I be in it?" Bitterkit asked while cocking her head, she felt tiny next to the Appaloosa. The kit didn't sit down, she tried to act high and mighty by standing up and puffing her fur up to make herself look bigger, this act was in vain because no matter how hard Bitterkit tried, she would never be as big as a horse.[/fancypost]
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  • "Of course, like I said, anyone is free to join in at anytime if they so wished." He replied to the small calico kitten, "You can even lead your own part of the parade if you wanted to, just inform me of the new changes so I can add it to the plan." Galileo called the five other horses for a break, and they soon dispersed for a while. "I can answer more questions if needed."