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Author: Lori |
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Date Posted: 23:25:25 07/08/04 Thu In reply to: //Leila 's message, "//The Night" on 22:56:16 07/08/04 Thu Patiently waiting until the filly had deemed her safe again, she slowly places an arm lightly around her poll to rub her ears whilst gently stroking the length of her sleek neck with the other hand. “A’ta girl, Leila. You’re a lot more skittish about firm handling than I thought. My bad. We’ll keep it low-key then, shall we?” she chuckles softly, resting her own forehead against the black one, not caring in the least that the dirt on the filly was being transferred onto her own skin. No other moves made for a full fifteen minutes or so to give Leila plenty of time to settle down again, she gradually steps away from the elegant frame and back towards the crossties, mindful to keep her touch on the leadrope very light. “Let’s try that again. Come on girl.” [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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//The Night | //Leila | 23:50:42 07/08/04 Thu |
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