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Date Posted: 22:36:43 05/18/03 Sun
Author: Zamnor
Subject: A lovely necklace for a lovely lady...
In reply to: Firelight 's message, ".:\Actually no it Could Have Been Worse/:." on 15:12:05 05/18/03 Sun

[OOC- Sorry about that, Firelight, I was forced to go on a stupid camping/rafting trip this weekend which completely screwed up my lazy schedule. I'm gonna try to keep Zammy active, nevertheless, though.]

Zamnor turns his dial sharply from the adults, resisting the childish temptation to burrow his nose into the soft shoulder of the his father for all eternity. Everything is becoming so confusing, and the light-hearted colt is dismayed to find himself sinking in the muck that Ziraga has effortlessly created. Glancing once at his father, he steps from the black steed's side, his long frame creaking as he forces it to move in strides that would fit someone much larger than him comfortably. However, with his brain slowly sinking in this metaphorical quicksand, he can stand a bit of exhaustion if it will drag him briefly from this mess.

Minutes later, he finds himself traveling far nearer to the border than he likes, his ebon gaze shaking off the trance he had acquired in his aimless wander. Pausing, he looks around himself, his lean flanks heaving subtly. Then abruptly his breaths halt as well, his ears moving quickly as he attempts to place the direction in which the sound of his name had come hence. Then he hears again, a shortened version of his name, but his name nevertheless. Thoughtful as well as curious, he turns to his right and follows a narrow path through the folliage into another clearing . Unlike the other clearing he had just previously left, however, this one was occupied by two horses, one whom he knew well.

"Firelight?" He continues to walk forward, coming to rest only a foot or so from her. He notices the older youth, but makes no move to great the other as of yet. "What are you doing here?"

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