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Subject: |~Mystical Songs on Twilight's Breeze~|


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Date Posted: 20:32:16 02/10/03 Mon
In reply to: Gunner 's message, "..:Still Smokin':.." on 16:52:20 02/08/03 Sat

|~She comes up from behind, being very quiet, and comes from Gunner's blind spot and suddenly lunges at his flanks, ivories bared and searching for major nerves that control the hind legs. Right now, the only thought in her mind was "kill the bachelor", and she was deaf to the words of anyone that would try to stop her. Rage filled her, so that she was overflowing with fury, and could not contain herself. Even if she didn't get a major nerve, she would certainly get him to take his attention off Apollo and turn it to her, if only momentarily, so Apollo would have a good chance of getting a good, square, unexpected hit.~|


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[> Subject: ¤Rhyming In The Wind¤


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Poetry
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Date Posted: 14:01:19 02/11/03 Tue

*she looks at the young stallion, ears pinned so back that it felt like they were going to through her skull. She was trying terribly hard not to jump the stallion from behind. Her legs twitched with the anticipation. She decided to back up for if she would lunge she would stop easier before ramming into the stallion. With each step back anger rose. And without warning she lunges for the stallion. Stopping herself quickly. What was she doing? She wasn't going to help if she got hurt she would be in the way and the stallions would have to manage a way to fight around her. She trots over with the other mares*

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