.:Princess in Hiding:. -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 15:33:41 12/29/03 Mon
Author: Elven
Subject: .:Princess in Hiding:.
In reply to: .the.sandman. 's message, ".sanity is the madness preferred by the majority." on 16:11:27 12/07/03 Sun

Apparently, the mare wasn't here on the attack, well...not of the physical variety at least. Thorns flicked about disinterestedly as sounds of mirth were heard from Tango. The grating noises were hardly enough to stir the grulla fae to speak, after all, what did she care what this mare thought of her? Hopefully, soon she'd follow the others of her persuasion and return to her home to leave the denizens of PI in peace.

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[> [ . Cursed or Blessed . ] -- Hex, 20:42:10 12/29/03 Mon [1]

Having travelled from Sun-Kissed Beach to visit his favorite sister, the almost-stallion drew up short when his chocolate gaze landed on the Evil mare. Her veiled threat did not go unnoticed by the russet royal and if the small stud could have growled, he would have. Taking his place beside Elven and pressing a brotherly nuzzle to her neck, the red-gold prince stood silent, ready and willing to "lop off" Tango's overly verbose head at the slightest physical provocation.

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