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Date Posted: 14:08:25 03/01/03 Sat
Author: Brush Fire and Apollo
Subject: And explode she would.
In reply to: Medusa and Jesar 's message, "No" on 09:26:01 03/01/03 Sat

Whirling to face her impudent daughter, the image of a harassed mother, Brushy was a ferocious sight indeed. Ears laced, hind leg cocked threateningly. She towered over the ground-bound child, and without a moments contemplation, her muzzle snaked foward and pallid jaws nipped harshly at Medusa's haunches. "Go. Play," she growled once more, eyes livid.

Regardless of whether Medusa would learn her lesson or not, Apollo certainly took note of his transformed mother's actions, turned tail, and bolted into the thick forest without a backward glance.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> How fun. -- Jesar, 19:36:43 03/02/03 Sun

She smiles devillishly, her sharp green eyes narrowing at her mother. Rising to her feet in a very unhurried fashion, she glares in return, imitating her mother's stance. ~No.~

He had no idea Medusa could ever be so rude. "Do what your mother says," He says threateningly. When she insists on holding her ground, he lowers his head with a dangerous snort. "Go!" he growls, stomping a front hoof.

Tears filling her angry eyes, she whirls on her hind legs and gallops as fast as she can, an ebon streak against the barren ground, her wings flapping behind her uselessly.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Seething, she turned away from the filly. -- Brush Fire, 16:15:00 03/03/03 Mon

"I. Cannot. Deal. With. This. Anymore." She fumed, copper eyes boiling. With a shudder, the damn broke and she began rambling without sign of stopping, "Honestly Jesar, I can't do this. I was never ment to be a mother, and everything is going wrong. I wasn't raised to be mean. I never wanted to be the kind of mare that hated her foals, but I can't say that I love either Apollo or Medusa. Not even a little bit." Drawing herself up to full height, she raised her half-crazed eyes to meet those of her mate. Or was he her mate? It seemed like ages since they had been close. No matter, there was a point that needed to be made, "I won't leave Devil's Mountain. But I can't put up with those two anymore."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> He sighs. -- Jesar, 17:17:19 03/06/03 Thu

"We could...er...." He racked his brain. Their relationship of sorts was teetering dangerously, and he wanted desperately to save it. "My mother could raise them?" He says randomly. "She was a good mother," I suppose, he thinks inwardly. He didn't exactly turn out to be the best.


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