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Date Posted: 17:26:49 02/23/03 Sun
Author: Charisma
Subject: …|Irresistable Attraction|…

…|unable to contain her antsy self, the filly begins to explore near to her dam's side. wide nostrils flare as she waggles her head from side to side, tasting the air. scenting nothing new except strangers that she assumed would remain forever unacquainted with her, the milky-white dove begins to chase a strange little worm slithering along the dusty ground. careful not to disturb its travels, the filla stares wide-eyed at it, head cocked in inquisition. what was this creature doing so low to the ground? why was it so much...smaller? the fae believed it quite absurd, but nonetheless she followed it like a rat would follow the Pied Piper's lovely tunes. bushy tail wiggles like an excited dog's tail and unable to resist, the baby bursts into the air with a flick upward of her slender hind legs, soon tumbling back onto the harsh terrain. in her exuberance, the creature had forgotten her one flaw, the grotesquely twisted foreleg. her mood quickly dampens and the interest for the worm is lost. filla bleats loudly for her mother, clearly mournful over the sad reality that her life would never be perfect|…

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[> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 18:35:04 02/23/03 Sun



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*watches the filly from her 'roost' in the shadows. Watching the child-like curiousity and antics, she is reminded of her own daughter, whom she could never see agin. Sighing, she continues watching the filly, then, backs again into the shadows. She wouldn't wallow in pity, nor dwell in the past*



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> [> …|Irresistable Attraction|… -- Charisma, 14:14:10 02/24/03 Mon

…|a rustle catches the little one's attention and ears flick forward in order to determine what it was. oh dear, it better not be a predator, she was too young and too disabled to escape, even to stand, in time. fearful glance is sent in the noise's direction and the filly remains silent as to not draw unnecessary attention to her dainty, snow-white frame. where was her mother? an impatient toss of her head revealed that she was hungry yet again, plus, she wanted security; especially when hidden dangers were lurking about in the shadows|…


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[> [> [> +Summoned From Hell's Deepest Pit+ -- Midnight Seduction, 15:57:01 02/24/03 Mon

+Frame of ivory maiden is carried forth towards he daughter. Whicker of comfort given, reassuring her of her safety.+ (It's alright Charimsa. There shall not be anything that will hurt you.) +Attention is then turned in direction that her filla was looking. Slight shape is seen in shadows, but visionaries still unable to make out what it may be. She 'mitts a shrill whinny towards the shadow. As if beckoning it to step out of it's shady cover.+


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[> [> [> [> …|Irresistable Attraction|… -- Charisma, 16:23:34 02/24/03 Mon

…|the soothing words calmed her trembling body and the filly whuffed gently towards her mother. once she successfully heaved her small bodice back up onto all fours after a few tries, the fae nudges her mother softly, explaining her need for food, then travels back to where the milk was supplied and began to suckle hungrily. once she finished, her little foal whiskers tickled her mothers muzzle as she wiped all the excess milk on her dam. obviously thinking it was quite humorous, the dove laughs via her sparkling gray eyes and waggles her brush tail happily. there was so much more to explore, so off she goes; where she stops, nobody knows...|…


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[> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 17:59:18 02/24/03 Mon



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*when she hears the shrill whinny, she trots out of the shadows, dipping her head as a sign that she wouldn't be one to harm. She walks closer to the mother, halting a few paces away* "I'm a shadow dweller, didn't mean to lurk"



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> [> [> [> [> [> +Summoned From Hell's Deepest Pit+ -- Midnight Seduction, 18:30:41 02/24/03 Mon

+Vix' of snowy hue nods her dial to the shadow dweller.+ (Tis alright. I used to be one of the shadows also.)


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 18:48:46 02/24/03 Mon



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*nods* It's like a second skin for me, and I've always blened in more with shadows than others" *turns to walk back to her 'roost'*



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> …|Irresistable Attraction|… -- Charisma, 16:26:55 02/25/03 Tue

…|dainty little filly scrambles behind her dam as the stranger approaches. she peers out inquisitively, tiny ears pricking forward, eyes alert. the other mare seemed harmless, but one was unable to tell when language was not yet an aspect she had been taught nor learned. ah well, that was the way things rumbled. miniature rear flints nick fetlocks causing the fae to stumble forward in response. regaining her balance, she darts behind her mother's flanks and watches cautiously as the other disappears from view|…


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 19:21:19 02/25/03 Tue



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*lays down in the shadows cat by a tree, glancing at the filly. She couldn't help it, she was reminded of her daughter, and her loss*



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> …|Irresistable Attraction|… -- Charisma, 13:52:29 02/26/03 Wed

…|pink nares flare wide at the scent of an oncoming bee and the filly watches it with wide, gray eyes. whatever could this be? perhaps a meal, or maybe a playmate? hmmm...the lil' baby extends a fuzzy, velvety muzzle to the insect and nudges it curiously with a friendly, warm look on her face. immediately the facade comes down as the striped bug stings her right on the bridge of the nose and boy did that hurt! the dove squeals in pain, crumpling to the ground in a manner that clearly showed she had never, well, felt pain before now. it was a new concept to her, but she was learning. oh dear, oh dear! would that stinging sensation ever go away? the foal looks to her mother for assistence, eyes pleading for refuge from the little, needle-like substance embedded in her tender, soft flesh. youch!|…


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Salida Negociada, 16:43:38 02/27/03 Thu



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*hears a squeals from the filly and spins on her hocks to see what was the matter. Seeing the filly fall to the ground, she automatically trots over, not thinking, just reacting. Nickering softly as she comes near, she lowers her head, to softly nudging the filly. She examines her but is unable to find anything wrong. Staying alert, she stays by the filly, unsure of what to do since she could not see the small bee stinger and assess the situation*



Salida Negociada
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> …|Irresistable Attraction|… -- Charisma, 05:44:57 02/28/03 Fri

…|the pain coursing through her body was unbearable, at least so she thought due to never having encountered pain before. what a shocking experience to have for the first time. the spooky stranger had approached as well, but the stinger was so deeply embedded she couldn't see it to yank it on out. the filly's breath came in ragged gasps, but the language barrier rallied her unable to call for aid in taking the bee's "weaponry" out of her tender muzzle. all the fae could utter was a shrill, long-lasting squeal that begged for attention|…


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~sticks and stones~^~ -- Negra, 18:31:55 03/03/03 Mon



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*watches the filly, the maternal instinct bubbling in her as she hears another shrill squeal.*



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> +Summoned From Hell's Deepest Pit+ -- Midnight Seduction, 20:09:51 03/03/03 Mon

+Fae quickly turns to her filla, orbs staying calm and soft. She nuzzled her on the withers then softly said.+ (Shh... It's okay Charisma.) +She checked for the source of the filla's pain, but had no luck finding it. She looks to Negra, unsure of what to do.+ (Do ye know what we may be able to do to help with this?) +She was new at this and had no clue.+


(*sighs* sorry about the inactivity. I was kicked off from the computer for awhile.)


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> …|Pain|… -- Charisma, 13:37:45 03/04/03 Tue

…|angelic foal looks around with wildly terrified eyes rolling in their sockets. the stinging pain was beginning to subside, but deep down, she was now to be forever wounded. once a creature first feels pain, it is always engraved in its mind as long as it is lucky enough to live. after this first encounter, pain would be easier to master, but things like that take time. soft, pitiful noises are emitted from the blowing filly as sweat dampens her milky-white complexion to that of a gray's. the flailing limbs began to succumb to exhaustion and finally the dove was no longer able to moan or twitch. sweet slumber closed its curtain over her bright eyes as the lids slammed shut like a garage door. asleep she lay at her dam's feet. don't tread on me|…


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~^~staicks and stones~^~ -- Negra, 18:21:40 03/04/03 Tue



▫♥▫¦stix and stones¦▫♥▫
may break my bones
aimed with angry art
words can sting
like anything
▫♥▫¦but silence breaks the heart¦▫♥▫




*looks to the other mare, glancing to the filly* "I don't know what happened to her, but it was sudden and painful"



Salida Negociada
Palillos y Piedras



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[> ((ooc: Charisma will be inactive until Tuesday. Thank you)) -- Charisma's Player, 17:53:08 03/07/03 Fri


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