� Beware the Storms � -- Apollo's Herd

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Subject: � Beware the Storms �

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Des

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Date Posted: 18:55:33 02/13/03 Thu
In reply to: Gunner 's message, "..:Still Smokin':.." on 16:52:20 02/08/03 Sat

*her face is solemn enough, but she's glad to see another of her old friends. She nods, a smile threatening to take over. It was almost like being in the old herd. That place had taught each of them a lot about life. About the hardships of it, and some of the joys it could bring. It would be with the for always, Apollo, Athena, Shattered, Curse and her.* As you know it, *she replies a hint of the old mischief in her voice.*

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Date Posted: 19:02:55 02/13/03 Thu

*she watches the mare, the one that was trying to enter, the only one trying to enter. She watches for a moment, wondering just what kind of lunacy she was dealing with, before finally nodding to other two and galloping off to her, veering in front of her, and stopping dead in her tracks, cutting her off and away from the stallions locked in the deathly battle.* oh, no, you don't! You dare not even go near them. *She nods to her new cuts* How'd you get those?

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