*He scrambles quickly to his feet and stares at his brave daughter.* -- ~ Birch Tree Meadow ~

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Subject: *He scrambles quickly to his feet and stares at his brave daughter.*

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Chase

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Date Posted: 10:29:34 04/03/03 Thu
In reply to: Wind Song 's message, "*trots carefully to her side*" on 15:38:42 04/01/03 Tue

*Without a word he crests his neck, his head lowered, and his silky bronze forelock trailing over his dark eyes. He takes huge breaths until he can regain his composure.* Day, *he says in a cracked voice.* I'm sorry. What I did--or intended to do, anyway--was stupid and selfish. I never thought for a minute about you . . . *He looks around his beautiful, peaceful home, with the bees buzzing and trees waving.* . . . or this, *he adds softly, tears glistening in his wise mahogany eyes. A warm wind makes his mane and tail ripple behind him like bronze rivers.* But I'm just so heart-broken after Prancie leaving me. *He swallows hard.* I never thought I'd see the day when she was unfaithful. Even now, I still can't quite comprehend that she's not here anymore . . . *He looks around again, his haunted eyes staring off into the lonely distance. His voice grows softer.* That I'll never hear her laugh, or feel her nuzzle me . . . *He sobs, then gathers himself together and cautiously touches Day's neck with his nose, whispering softly,* Thank you.

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Author: Wind Song [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:14:33 04/04/03 Fri but yet feeling that he didnt belong there, he steps a few steps away just to not ruined the moment [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

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Author: Day [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 14:01:58 04/05/03 Sat She gives him a watery smile and then turns to her mate. She nuzzles his warm, sleek neck lightly and then trots off to let her sire be alone with his thoughts, so he could sort some things out. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]