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Subject: ~*You just have to love it when you're Cruising �olo*~

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Date Posted: 05:56:34 02/09/03 Sun
In reply to: Trouble 's message, ".:.Trouble On Its Way.:." on 21:06:53 02/08/03 Sat

*The chestnut stallion spots a lovely mare with two other stallions. He canter's up, nods to the other horses and bows at the mare.*

Hello, M'lady! I am dubbed Cruising Solo.

*He smiles warmly before speaking again*

Me and my herd would be happy to have you. I swear you will be in good hands. it is gorgeous, there is also a beautiful clear blue lake.

*He nuzzles her and awaits her answer patiently*

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Author: Moonlit Destiny [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 09:10:04 02/09/03 Sun -The mare lowers her head with respect giving a nod to the stallions before her. Beautiful orbs arouse with curiousity; eyelids flickering with elegance. ^All sound enchanting, but let me first visit Fear's as he made his offer before you,^ -she whickers, tresses flowing down o'er silver orbs.-