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Date Posted: 10:54:02 05/18/03 Sun
Author: lightnings power
Subject: Re: she slowly walks away
In reply to: Lightnings Power 's message, "shocked she takes a few steps back" on 09:55:38 05/18/03 Sun

her silky mane jumps on her neck as she hangs her head low to the ground and she thinks to herself mabey I be wanted at a barn with humans she walks off into the distance hopeing they would call her back. never before had she seen a more beautiful stallion and she knew she never would again

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[> [> [> [> [> [> buh bye -- Fleur, 12:07:47 05/18/03 Sun

The cold mare watches the whore stalk away saddly, and no vocals come from her chest to call her back. Perhaps the humans will breed her, a thought strung itself out before her. Darkened ocules roll as she turns away from the direction the pallid one had exited.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Devoid of emotion -- Daughter of Lights, 15:45:37 05/18/03 Sun

The mare watched emotionlessly as the white one walks away in the direction of the farm. She bit back a chuckle, for the same thought that occured to Fleur passed through her own mind. Shrugging, the sedate sympathizer, for she did feel badly that the mare had nothing better to look for, turned back to her occupation of grazing.

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