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Subject: *She stands up slowly and stretches.*


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Gem & Glory
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Date Posted: 10:38:15 04/19/03 Sat
In reply to: Starz 's message, "*inside*" on 19:36:56 04/17/03 Thu

*Her tail slowly goes down and she nuzzles his strong neck.* I don't know, *she murmurs in a contented tone and looks around. She calls his name out.* Glory? Glory, hon, where are ya?

*The colt charges down the steep, gravel-strewn mountain path, the hot sun beating down on his fuzzy, narrow back as the cold, dust-scented wind fills his nostrils with odd and frightening smells. He tuckes his thin, gangly forelegs up neatly and soars over a log. Then he lands and races over to his parents. Breathing heavily, he leans against his mother's silky, warm side and latches his soft lips around her nipple. He smells his father's scent between his mother's hind legs and thinks vaguely,* He had better not have been stealing MY milk . . . *Then he swallows and gazes earnestly up at his parents.* Mumma, Papa! There's something . . . very . . . strange! It's up on the mountain. I think you'd better come. *Without waiting for an answer, he turns and gallops back top-speed toward the mountain trail.*

*The pretty young mare glances at her mate--a quick glance, but full of worry and surprise. Then she breaks into a canter and follows her son.*

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