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[> [> [> [> [> [> Her curiosity still ingering yet she says nothing further. -- Deepest Desire, 23:39:14 12/07/02 Sat

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> *No One Knows* -- Stone, 18:56:54 12/08/02 Sun

*Three year old (god he grows up fast) slinks over, lobes pinned back.*You have no right to snap at someone like that, you stupid mare. You are being quite rude to everyone, and I don't care if you think I am some stupid colt who doesn'tm know what he's talking about 'cause I do. You've talked shit too many times...*the colt growled. Hammers dug into the terra, standing still.*No wonder Yuna left... You being such a bitch and all...*he added. Nares flare, muzzle going high up into the air.*Go on, I dare you to say something. I DARE you to argue. You just can't help it but know that I AM right...* He stepped closer to Brush Fire.*I ain't afriad of you like all the others...*he said curtly.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Rage -- Jesar, 19:13:42 12/08/02 Sun

Without thinking, as fast as he may draw a breath, he lashes out against the colt. Teeth bared, his forehooves rake at his sides, an unearthly whinney emitted from deep in his chest. His ears remained pressed flat against his skull, his tail lashing at his sides in irritance. "How dare you." He breathes, his face immovable.

[If you weren't talking to Brushy ignore this post. :) ]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- � Salem's Watcher �, 20:04:44 12/08/02 Sun

� Brute relaxed and watched all the chaos. Chuckling to himself at how snappy everyone was. �

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Steps in quickly, reacting fast without thought and moves in front of Stone to fend off Jesars strikes. Shooting a quick, although distracted glare at Stone for such a display of behaviour and language, she knows that she would deal with him later. -- Deepest Desire, 04:58:59 12/09/02 Mon

"Cut it out!" Emitting a shrill, furious whistle, she is upset and fights to regain order. "All of you." She breathes harshly, slowly eyeing each equine present with a heavy glare of annoyance and frustration. "Dangerous Impulse leaves us and this is what happens?" She strikes her hind hoof against the Earth in closely fettered anger. "This sort of behaviour most certainly will not happen within this territory." Her eyes now a dark cold amber brown, she takes a step forward and nudges for Stone to move aside.

"This is purely disgusting." She states clearly before turning to Salem's Watcher.

"And one more comment out of you that is selfish, rude, or just generally unacceptable and you will have to face the consequences."

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Hormones, mixed with her usual temper flares, still did not override her high regard for Desire. -- Brush Fire, 12:08:23 12/09/02 Mon

Instead of launching into a physical or verbal attack, she merely shot the colt a death-look. "I'll be around, somewhere," she adressed the other mare, tone dropping in proper respect for their deceased friend as she moved away.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> +cold orbs lock on to the troublesome colt in a dead stare+ -- Ariani, 14:03:58 12/09/02 Mon

+lobes flatten against the mass of convoluted tresses+ "My, we have a temper..." +he said, under his breath+

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- � Salem's Watcher �, 16:03:45 12/09/02 Mon

� Chuckled once more in his lowly tones and cocked a black orb at the miniature equid. �

Way to go kid. Brilliant.

� Laughed at how he approved the kid's downright rudeness and evilness. �

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Disgusted -- Jesar, 15:26:10 12/10/02 Tue

The stallion was disgusted, though his fury was not as surmountable as it was before. Sighing he followed Brushy's steps quietly, head low, happily contemplating painful deaths of certain unnameable colts.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Know One Knows* -- *Stone*, 15:50:34 12/11/02 Wed

*Colt snorts, sides heaving. Hammers dig into the ground, he hated stupid mares. He turned to his mother.*I have a right to speak my mind. And what I said was the truth. If she leaves, it would do the herd really good.* The whites of his devilish orbs showed, staring after the retreating stallion and mare.*Good ridance (sp?)*he growled.*GO AHEAD AND LEAVE!*he called after the mare.*WHEN YOU COME BACK, I'LL BE WAITING!* He snorted heavily again, turned around, and sulked away.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> +snorts in extreme disgust for the one he had to call brother+ "You are simply apalling! Learn your place and some common sense while your at it, Stone!" +he spat out the angered words, accented with a growl under his breath+ -- Ariani, 13:36:23 12/12/02 Thu

"And I thought I was bad..." +shakes his head+

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *No One Knows* -- *Stone*, 15:47:31 12/12/02 Thu

*Lobes pin back.*If you were truley an Evil, Ariani, you wouldn't care!*he snapped. He snorted.*I'm not afriad of you, either! Oh, and don't EVEN think of me as your brother...*he added.*I shudder at that thought. To think! Me, being brother to a wuss?* He snorted heavily before leaving the territory for a while....*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> "A wuss? Ha...tell me, what on Earth makes me a 'wuss'? The fact that I don't run around like an idiot perhaps? My appologies for not stooping to your so-called level of Evil" -- Ariani, 10:10:47 12/20/02 Fri

+a grin slides into existence at the thick-headed colt's receding form+ "Good-ridance" +he said plainly, and turned his back+