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Date Posted: 03:39:09 12/29/03 Mon
Author: Demonio
Subject: Last Attempt [Silk?]

Ah, this time the boy had really lost his way home. Well lost his home that is, Devil's Mountain was no more, and the "Rebels" had begun to bore him. Perhaps he could find that intriguing mare, he hadn't ever really forgotten her. Though by now she would have forgotten him.

The large black steed kept his head held proud as he sauntered over to taste the water. He was no Evil, nor Light, nor Neutral, just himself. He had decided that a few months ago. He had wandered here and there, in and out and all about really. Finally he came to the conclusion that CM was just home, and he would have to find somewhere to belong. No harm in popping in on a.. friend, if you could call it that.

Maw rose from the stream, fiery ooids cast a singal glance about the terra searching for a famliar figure. Snort echoed from muzzle at the destruction the Rebel group had caused, oh well it did stir things up. Onxy flint took a swip at the earth below keeping a sharp look about. Charcoal tassel swept at hocks, skull tossed to relieve pools from a peice of hair. Hip turned slightly to allow a comfortable standing position. He would only stick around a little longer, to see if she was here.


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[> Still Awaiting -- Demonio, 21:49:59 01/02/04 Fri [1]

Large brute stood silently in the dieing sun's final rays. Breathing slowed as skull dipped towards the ground, sleep over coming him. He dozed lightly, ebony thorns twitching as he slept. A soft snore was the only sound that swept over the beast.

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[> [> basandara is the daughter of french silk... perhaps you could ask her where she is and what not -- playa, 19:01:23 01/15/04 Thu [1]

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