*. to both emmie and frost -- ArrowHead Acres

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Date Posted: 15:41:21 11/12/02 Tue
Author: sweep. shimm.
Subject: *. to both emmie and frost
In reply to: Emmie 's message, "*thinks*" on 14:47:13 11/12/02 Tue

*. ebonite bronc pranced nervously upon slender legs, dark eyes worried beneath long lashes. frantically, sweep reared upon powerful hind 'quarters, forelegs striking the air with rage and fright. he landed with a harsh snort that flared the papery thin nasals, petite ears plastered to the refined skull which made the sable mane cascade down the supple neck and across the deep-set facade. the whiskery nose was lowered to nudge her, whickering nervously. wheeling around, sweep took off to find emmie. once he found EMMIE, the dark stallion nudged her roughly and tried to tug her toward frost.

*. dappled grey queen pranced and flung up the sculpted head with vigor. she wanted emmie to find her a worthy stallion... when midnight sweepstakes approached, [in theie language], she understood that frost was hurt - badly. backing up a few short steps, hazel eyes rolled in fright beneath the stringy forelock, sweat breaking out across her shoulders and flanks. rearing upon powerful haunches, forelegs pawed the air nervously, whinnying shrilly as her hooves came dangerously close to emmie. she had no intention to strike her, but the idea that she might get blamed... like before ... frightened her witless. only a quick grab of her dangling lead rope would pull her down and stop her from hurting herself or another.

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Replies:

*_fright -- Emmie, 17:13:57 11/12/02 Tue
- *. skitters -- shimm, 17:32:48 11/12/02 Tue
  - -Tries to get up- -- Frost, 03:39:34 11/13/02 Wed