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Date Posted: 18:56:42 01/21/03 Tue
Author: Deepest Desire
Subject: Polite and courteous.
In reply to: Brush Fire and Apollo 's message, "Apollo recognized his chance as he spotted Brushy staring moodily out at nothing." on 17:36:59 01/14/03 Tue

"Hello Jesar, how are you?"

[sry for the short post! must be off!]

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[> [> Fine -- Jesar, 10:00:38 01/24/03 Fri

"Fine," He mumbles distractedly, watching his mate wander off. Hanging his head dismally, he sighs. "Desire, I'm worried about her. She hasn't been herself at all since they were born," He says, reguarding to the foals. "I feel so guilty."

Medusa squeals angrily at her brother and lashes out at him with her hind hooves, her small but powerful rump rounding on him. After her little kick, she prances after her mother, sporting a pleased grin.


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[> [> Fine -- Jesar, 10:01:49 01/24/03 Fri

"Fine," He mumbles distractedly, watching his mate wander off. Hanging his head dismally, he sighs. "Desire, I'm worried about her. She hasn't been herself at all since they were born," He says, reguarding to the foals. "I feel so guilty."

Medusa squeals angrily at her brother and lashes out at him with her hind hooves, her small but powerful rump rounding on him. After her little kick, she prances after her mother, sporting a pleased grin.


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[> [> [> She nods in understanding, sharing the same anxiety. -- Deepest Desire, 19:27:45 01/26/03 Sun

"You need not feel guilty, Jesar." She says gently, giving a glight smile. She watches the two foals, not comprehending their constant demands. She never had an conventional youth and thus found herself following their foals' actions with great interest. How could these two wonderful forms of excitement and energy possibly bring out this depression in Brush Fire?

"Do you have any idea why?"


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